After uploading a chapter of two thousand words in the new book, Xu Song felt a little tired, he walked around and read it again, except for the fact that Sakura Seven Petals' "Toy Box Murder Incident" is getting more and more popular, there is nothing special, probably the plot designed by Sakura Seven is really outstanding, so all the data have risen straight to almost break through the unattainable sky of Xu Song, he sighed, and was very envious in his heart, it would be nice if he had that day, but he had long been accustomed to the reality that he would always only have a few clicks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Song silently turned off the computer, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and pressed the switch behind his ear.

"Welcome to enable the god-making system, the system is self-checking, please wait for ......"

"The system has been started successfully, please log in. ”

"Password Verification Successful...... Brainwave verification successful...... Miko R305 landing...... Doot!Toot!Do ”

Then Xu Song's mind was blank, and after a while, he opened his eyes, this was the first time he couldn't enter the system except for the time when the system was closed, Xu Song was still a little unaccustomed to such a thing, and it took a while for his brain to turn around, but he accidentally learned a lot of information from the failed landing just now, what is this spiritual power? What is the body? Listening to it means that he can't open the system because he is too tired, is this system based on his own mental power to operate? And that host, no matter how you listen to it, it smells of conspiracy, but I don't want to say much about the intelligence war of the god-making system, and he can't get in touch with other people, so even if he knows what terrible conspiracy is behind it, what if he still has to continue.

can't get into the system, Xu Song can only sleep, fortunately, when Xu Song is not in the deep blue world, the time ratio between the two sides is about one to one, and now is not an emergency period, he doesn't "wake up" for a day It's going to be nothing, and now it's in the process of transformation, it's those researchers who are busy, even if he goes in, it's just dangling around the ward with nothing to do, maybe Jiang Liu will have to quarrel with him when he sees him, although he will try to restrain himself from letting himself conflict with this weird-tempered heroine, but in the future, it's still a team, the fewer disputes the better, and after this time, probably Jiang Liu's temper will return to normal. In his description, Jiang Liu is still good in the team, she is the only non-combatant in the four-person team, has been in charge of the trivial matters of life, and like the heroine of most novels, although she is finally arranged to help save the world, but many times she is a vase, mainly used to show the heroism and affection of the male protagonist.

Although he didn't get into the god-making system this time, Xu Song still felt tired, fell asleep quickly, and had a very ordinary night, but he still woke up on time at almost nine o'clock in the morning, and when he just woke up, his eyes were still confused, he first took out his mobile phone and opened the writer's assistant to read it, yesterday's data: "Long Yi", collection 3, recommended number 0...... Wait a minute!

Xu Song woke up all of a sudden, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked at the data again, yes, it was still a collection 3, which scared him so much that he immediately jumped off the bed and rushed to the computer to turn it on, this is something that has never happened before, "Long Yi" only released a chapter yesterday, a total of 2,000 words, how can there be three collections? I think "Dragon Whisperer" has been written for so long, there are only two collections, one of which is his own. Xu Song couldn't believe the data he saw, and even thought that there was something wrong with this app.

The service life of this laptop has been a long time, and the boot speed is quite slow, Xu Song refreshed the writer's assistant over and over again, but the data that came out has not changed, and the bright 3 words below the collection made Xu Song's heart very excited.

"Could it be that the work I wrote has finally been recognized by everyone?" Xu Song thought, almost the whole person was about to tremble, the desire that had been longed for for many years was finally further but he was worried that it was a false feeling that made his heart beat violently, and the news of excitement spread to every cell in his body.

Different from Xu Song's excited mood, the old machine notebook slowly opened the program, and the familiar blue sky and white cloud desktop appeared, but Xu Song had to wait patiently for the icons on its desktop to be refreshed one by one, "Ding Ding Ding Dong~" finally came the sound of turning on the computer, Xu Song couldn't wait to connect the network, open the web page, open the landing page of the Haoyue platform, log in to the writer's background, and click on the work management.

The backstage of the writer is clean and concise, with a few blue color blocks in the middle, the first column of the work management item is the title of the book, Xu Song's nine works are sorted according to the release time, and the title is followed by the latest chapter, and then the number of collections, in that position, there is an Arabic numeral in Song style"3", which is clearly displayed on it.

"Really, do you have three collections?" Xu Song was a little depressed, and there was always only one thought in his mind, "I really have three collections, and the first chapter of the new book has three collections." ”

Xu Song wanted to cry a little, but he couldn't cry, this was obviously a happy thing, he wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh loudly, but he didn't seem to be able to laugh, the long stand-alone time and waiting exhausted all his enthusiasm, and it also made this joy more intense and sad.

Xu Song didn't know how he got out of front of the computer, and how he lay back on the bed, he covered his head with the quilt, and finally laughed silently and cried.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but this time there is finally a beginning that someone is willing to read, so everything will slowly get better in the future.

Xu Song didn't do anything this morning, just lay in the soft quilt and thought a lot, from the very beginning of looking at the novels written by others, thinking for the first time in his heart, "I also want to write like this" to the countless times after the discouragement, sadness, disappointment, self-spurning and dislike of others, the incomprehension and scolding of his family, Xu Song can no longer remember how he survived, in those days he could only wrap himself with indifference and stubbornness, numbly clinging to the belief in his heart that was a joke in the eyes of others. Therefore, we can wait until now, all efforts will have a good result, all efforts should be rewarded, and all disliked, just not good enough.

Xu Song thought happily, the already small number of tears quickly dried up, and a relaxed smile appeared on his emaciated face, which softened his whole face.