"I saw a message from a book friend in the comment area.,Inadvertently clicked on the link and looked at it.,The plot is good.,It's the type I like.,It's been collected.。 ”

Qin Tian blinked, and then took a serious look at the author ID, and after confirming that it was Qingqing, he began to wonder in his heart: "Didn't the baby say that some famous writers don't have time to manage book reviews at all?"

At this moment, footsteps came from the door, Qin Tian's eyebrows moved, and he hurriedly clicked back.

"Old Qin, what are you doing?" Li Yibao pushed the door and walked in.

"Oh, just read the novel. Qin Tian took a deep breath, and the mouse moved back and forth on the Ten Years Tree website.

Li Yibao had already come behind him, stared at his computer screen and said, "Hehe, there are a lot of great god works on the trees in the past ten years." ”

"Mm-hmm, I see. Qin Tian nodded, and at this time, his mouse just moved to "The Rebirth of a Rebellious Wife", so he simply clicked directly and asked, "Baby, do you know this author?"

"Yes. Li Yibao's eyes flashed slightly, faintly revealing a hint of admiration, "That's the most mysterious author among female frequency authors." ”

Qin Tian became interested and asked, "What do you say?"

"Qingqing I used to be a signed author of Miaobi Chinese Network, and I have reached the level of book honor, with a monthly income of at least 50,000, but I never appeared at the press conference, so there are a lot of rumors, and everyone thinks that Qingqing is very likely to be a man. ”

"Male?" Qin Tian remembered the message in his comment area, and wondered: "Since he is the signed author of Miaobi Chinese Network, how can his work appear here?"

"I don't know what the reason, Qingqing fell out with Miaobi Chinese Network in my heart, and opened a new book directly in the Ten Years Tree last month, otherwise why can a scrivener-level writer have works recommended on the cover?"

Li Yibao pursed his lips, pointed to the data on the screen, and said, "Look at the number of clicks, looking at the hall of honor below, which one is not envious of others?"

"Does she usually respond to readers' comments?"

"It's a bit possible to glance at it once in a while, tens of thousands of comments, if you reply one by one, you can write a 10,000-word novel when you have this time. Li Yibao waved his hand, "This kind of writer has a special comment administrator, even if it really replies, it is also an administrator's reply." ”

"Oh, that's right. "For some reason, Qin Tian was actually a little disappointed.

"Don't talk about these boring topics, I came to you this time because I have news to tell you. Li Yibao smiled mysteriously.

"What news?" Qin Tian put down the mouse, and his gaze moved from the screen to Li Yibao's face.

Li Yibao lit a cigarette, turned around and found a chair to sit down, and said: "That's the case, the Wenquan Writers Union will hold an online literary exchange meeting next month, at that time, there will definitely be many well-known writers to come to the show, maybe you can meet your idol ghost world lantern, are you interested?"

"I don't want to go. Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Tian refused.

"Why?" Li Yibao was a little surprised.

Qin Tian shook his head and said, "I don't like to crowd in crowded places, so why don't you go by yourself." ”

I also heard that it was the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Writers' Union, and it was very likely that many books would be sent. ”

"What is it?" After coming to this world for so long, Qin Tian heard this term for the first time.

"The book embryo is the template of the new book, each book embryo can be opened with random ideas, if you are lucky, get the middle grade or more of the book embryo, then you will make a lot of money. Li Yibao's eyes lit up, and the foaming stars flew all over the sky.

At this time, Qin Tian began to weigh it in his heart. If you want to become a god, this book alone is not enough, if you can get good innovation, then there is also a guarantee.

The dangerous path of killing in the previous life warned him that one must not cut off one's own retreat.

"Okay, I'll go too. Qin Tian changed his decision.

Li Yibao suddenly smiled, got up from the chair, nodded and said, "That's very good, then I'll go back first, you are busy with yours." ”

Half a month passed too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the deadline for completing the task was coming.

Qin Tian stared at the collection number of his novels, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's twelve o'clock in ten minutes, and there are still fifty missing from the collection, which is a rhythm to die for. ”

Staring at the time that was flying in the lower right corner of the computer, Qin Tian had already given up.

"Drop - the system prompts, there is still one minute before the deadline for the task to be completed, is the host ready?"

Qin Tian shook his head apprehensively and said with a wry smile: "No." ”

"When the time is up, it detects that the host has not completed the task on time, and after ten seconds, the punishment marquee will be turned on, please close your eyes, so as not to cause psychological trauma to you. ”

“10，9，8，7......”

Looking at the countdown numbers on the golden screen, Qin Tian took a deep breath, not only did he not close his eyes, but his face gradually became hideous, and he said with a smile: "Come on! I don't believe you can still kill Lao Tzu." ”

Unlike the last reward wheel, this time, the golden screen was transformed into a long light curtain, which was divided into many boxy small grids, with different patterns on them, and the small grids on the edges could only be faintly seen halfway, which should not have come out completely.

At this moment, the small grid in the middle lit up, and the moment it dimmed, the light ran to the small grid behind it. To be precise, the lights didn't move, it was the long light curtain in front that moved.

The marquee began to walk, and the specific punishment depended on the small square that eventually lit up. ”

"Wow......"

Although he couldn't understand what the picture on the grid was, as his voice gradually accelerated, Qin Tian's heart still lifted.

"Wow......"

"Wow......"

"Wow!"

The moment the marquee stopped, I only saw a devil head in the lattice, grinning at Qin Tian.

"What kind of punishment is this?" Qin Tian's chest rose and fell.