A cozy room with too much two-dimensional concentration. On the lattice of the bookcase against the wall, there are all kinds of small figures, and some Lolita clothes can be seen in the open closet.

Yun Qingmu held a 2233 mother's pillow and sat in front of the computer desk,

Holding a mobile phone in his hand and reading a novel, his bare feet on the ground are warped from time to time.

“…… Dog Author Update ...... Well, the update is pretty fast......"

After reading the latest update of the recent follow-up book "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", and skillfully voting for today's recommendation, Yun Qingmu cocked his bare feet again.

Recently this dog author...... The author seems to have changed his temperament, and he is breaking up every day.

“…… Could it be that the data is too poor? No way. I still have to give the dog author all the publicity. ”

"Otherwise, what will the eunuch do."

Yun Qingmu pondered, and then skillfully cut to the penguin chat,

opened a chat group called "Mortal Immortal Book Friends Group",

This is a group of book friends who don't even have the author.

"300,000 per second: Today, the dog author has updated another 10,000 words, so let's vote again.

Okay, big sister: Okay, second sister. Don't worry, I have all the monthly passes for subscribing to other novels.

Once in the sea: cast.

Eight Immortals: +1 cast.

Donkey to the production team: Recently, the dog author has been updated so quickly, I am scared when I see it.

There is grass in the canyon: maybe the author is also under a lot of pressure. When Sister Miao first started to help promote this book, when I first saw this book, the data of this book was bleak.

Since then, the author has begun to explode, probably still trying to fight for his book. To be honest, the second time I clicked on this book, my whole body went numb instantly.

With such bleak data, the author still insists on breaking up every day.

Donkey of the production team: I don't know why, a picture suddenly popped up in my mind, I don't know how many lonely nights, the dog author sat in front of the computer while gritting his teeth, while constantly coding words......

Take-off Wuhu: Dog authors are working so hard, you don't work hard to vote! Vote for the lord on the monthly ticket list. I'm going to make this book available to everyone!

Zeng Canghai: I was a little moved by what you said, and I felt that my heart was sour...... A hundred bucks were given to the dog author. ”

Yun Qingmu hugged the pillow, looked at the chat records in the group and couldn't help but be stunned,

She never seemed to have thought about how uncomfortable the dog author was when she saw that the data was so poor.

But it was obviously so uncomfortable, and he didn't even put the book in eunuchs, and he didn't even stop updating it, but kept breaking it, and he didn't even ask readers to vote more.

I carried all the sadness by myself. It was only later at the end of the chapter that we were told that the book did poorly.

I guess when he typed that paragraph, he was very uncomfortable, right? He doesn't want to disappoint us, does he?

Obviously, I was a reader at the beginning,

If you change it, the author will definitely be a direct eunuch,

Don't you want to disappoint me? I used to say that about him.

Don't want to disappoint me, the reader?

After thinking about it a lot, Yun Qingmu was a little silent, and his heart was inexplicably a little sour.

After a pause, Yun Qingmu pressed a sentence on his mobile phone and posted it to the group.

"300,000 per second: Do you know any author, or other places, and then help this dog author publicize it.

Although this author is a dog, he still works hard. I think everyone will definitely like to see the hard work rewarded.

Take-off Wuhu: I know a few old authors, and I want to ask them for a chapter push for the author. Raise your hand .jpg.

Canyon Youcao: Hehe, I'm the administrator of several fire books, I'll talk to those authors, and then put the promotional post of "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" on the top.

Zeng Canghai: Then I'll post to the author somewhere else to pull some readers, remember to give me a thumbs up and comment when the time comes, pull up the heat for me, and artificially top it!

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: ...... By the way, why don't we crowdfund and reward the dog author with an alliance leader? ”

was thinking about the difficulty of the dog author, and Yun Qingmu, who was a little moved, looked at the chat records in the group again, and was a little puzzled.

"300,000 per second: can tipping still increase exposure?

Eight Immortals Across the Sea: Rewarding the alliance leader may be able to climb to the top of the best-selling list, and the dog author will definitely be very excited to receive the reward from the alliance leader. Moreover, Sister Miao, you don't know? There is a new function in the first reading APP,

If you reward the Silver Alliance or more in a single time, you can directly pull the scrolling banner on the whole site! That exposure doesn't blow up directly!

Zeng Canghai: Then I'll give two hundred, anyway, I've already rewarded one hundred, it's not bad...... Sister Miao, let's organize it, we believe you!

There is grass in the canyon: then I will also give fifty ......

300,000 per second: Thank you, I thank you for the dog author.

Takeoff Wuhu: Hey, thank you, isn't this a good book written by a dog author...... What's more, watching such a tepid book become popular little by little under our influence. This sense of accomplishment ...... Burst! ”

Looking at the chat in the group, Yun Qingmu was a little moved.

However, in the end, I still did not agree to raise funds for the time being, and the dog author was rewarded.

This seems to be suspected of illegal fundraising, and when she looked at it again, it turned out that an alliance leader was only 1,000 yuan.

……

“…… Sister, it's time for dinner! ”

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

"Sister, can you not stay in the house all day, like a dead house."

Just when Yun Qingmu was pondering,

It was already dark outside the window, and the bedroom door was knocked on by someone outside the door, and at the same time, a helpless female voice came in.

Yun Qingmu, both parents died, and there is a sister and a house.

The few properties left by her parents made her lose her goal of struggle.

And now even the rent is transferred using WeChat.

She travels intermittently and stays at home continuously.

"Here we are."

Yun Qingmu looked back, answered, and got up to open the bedroom door.

Outside the door of the house, standing was a sister who was half a head shorter than Yun Qingmu, Yun Xinxin.

Yun Xinxin was wearing a normal winter sweater, a pair of thick trousers, and two pairs of freshly washed chopsticks in his hands.

"Yun Qingmu, did you wash your clothes when I left in the morning?"

Yun Xinxin asked Yun Qingmu and walked towards the living room.

“…… What are we going to eat tonight? ”

And the laundry? Yun Qingmu was a little weak-hearted.

Yun Xinxin turned his head. looked at Yun Qingmu and did not speak.

Yun Qingmu was even more weak-hearted, and when he leaned over, he hugged Yun Xinxin and took advantage of Yun Xinxin's cheek with his face.

"I've looked."

"Yun Qingmu! You let me go! ”

"Not loose."

"I'll wash it myself! You let me go! ”

"Oh. Thank you my dear sister. My sister is really the hardest working and kind person in the world......"

"Stop, stop! I'm tired of hearing that...... Yun Qingmu, I doubt that if I go out one day, you can starve to death at home. ”

“…… That can't be, can't I still order takeout......"

"Eat!"

"Oh......"

Yun Qingmu sat down to eat,

I took out my phone again and looked at it.

Yun Xinxin, who was on the other side, shook his head and sighed.

“…… By the way, Xinxin, did you read the novel I recommended to you last time? ”

“…… Eldest sister! My dear sister! I'm a junior in college, and I'm busy looking for an internship, so where do I have the time to read web novels! ”

"Huh? Are you a junior? ”

Yun Xinxin: "......"

With a black line, she couldn't help but clench her chopsticks, Yun Xinxin decided to ignore her sister and eat with her head bored.

"Just kidding. What kind of internship are you looking for? ”

"Copy editing."

"Eh, why don't you consider being the editor of a fiction website?"

Yun Xinxin: "......"

"Sister, read your novel."

Yun Xinxin made up her mind not to answer her sister's words.

Yun Qingmu looked at his sister and smiled.

Today's tease sister mission (1/1) completed.

Turn back and look at your phone.

The phone also shows the penguin chat interface, and thinks about something.

Immediately after, she saw a chat history that had not been deleted.

"Ji Zhuo?"

"Eh, by the way, Ji Zhuo also seems to be writing novels. Let him help the dog author also promote. ”

His eyes lit up, and Yun Qingmu clicked on the chat with Ji Zhuo.

"300,000 per second: Lao Ji, are you there? Poke.

300,000 per second: Old Ji, I remember that you also write novels, can you do me a favor, Mr. Ji? ”

Now

Ji Zhuo when he received the message from Yun Qingmu,

is also immersed in the bad news that the editor sent him next week, and there will be a bigger recommendation to him,

The whole person collapsed on the seat, and even the noodle shop owner lost interest in the noodles that came up.

The whole person stands out as boring.

Then I heard the mobile phone chat app ring again.

Could it be that the editor has taken back his fate?

With a little bit of anticipation, Ji Zhuo moved his gaze and picked up the mobile phone in his hand again.

I saw the message from Yun Qingmu.

Hehe, the one who writes the novel, the one who writes the novel......

Ji Zhuo saw someone mentioning something related to the novel at this time, and he felt a faint tingling pain in his chest.

Barely struggling, sitting up and nodding,

Ji Zhuo's finger poked a few times on the phone and replied to a message.

"Chaos is not chronicled: the one who writes the street novel. The kind of eunuch who can't move. ”

This was his last insistence, and then as soon as the hand holding the mobile phone drooped, the whole person sat down weakly as if he was about to lose his breath.

Then, Yun Qingmu replied to the message.

"300,000 per second: Can I ask you a favor, help recommend a novel, big guy, you are also writing it on Shiyue.com?"

Let me recommend the novel? I can also recommend my novels that hit the streets...... Well, it's a bit hot now.

His heart ached a little again, and Ji Zhuo struggled again, got up, and gave a message back.

"Chaos is not chronicled: what a novel, I'll push it for you, I must push it well......"

It's best that the book sucks all the readers away.

Eh, should I push more books for other authors, push one every day, so that readers can read more other novels, and it is better not to come back.

Ji Zhuo thought about it, his eyes regained some brilliance, and he struggled to sit up straight, ready to help Yun Qingmu recommend the book she wanted to help recommend.

Then, he saw the message from Yun Qingmu again, he was stunned, and he sat up suddenly.

"300,000 per second: the name is "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", which is a classic style of cultivation of immortals, which tells the story of Han Li, a young man in a mountain village, who grows step by step in the cruel and bloody world of cultivation until he soars. The author's name is Era Coincidence. Although the front is a little slow, the author writes quite well, the front is enough foreshadowing, and the back looks particularly ......"

Burst!

Burst!

Ji Zhuo felt as if someone was poking him with a knife in the chest,

Take a knife and poke ......

Once, twice.

Every word of Yun Qingmu was a great harm to Ji Zhuo.

Heh, hehe......

Then Ji Zhuo sneered,

Push the book...... I recommend the book to "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals",

I...... Hehe.

It's funny, it's fun. It was so much fun!

Ji Zhuo picked up the phone again, and it crackled and pressed.

"Chaos is not chronicled: I've read this novel, and it's written in an average way!"

"300,000 per second: It may not be as good as you, but I think it's very well written. Big guy, can you recommend it? ”

Another knife,

Ji Zhuo of the knife wanted to vomit blood.

Obviously, I suddenly found that the people around me were reading the novels I wrote, and I liked them very much.

This kind of classic scene should be very happy.

But why, why is it like this?

Ji Zhuo fell into deep thought.

Wait a minute!

How does it feel so coincidental!

Ji Zhuo inexplicably had a premonition that he couldn't believe it.

"300,000 per second: big guy? Is the big guy still there?

Chronology of Chaos: ...... This novel shouldn't be popular, how did you find him? Weren't you reading that 'clumsy' novel before?

300,000 per second: Isn't this the bastard author eunuch! From the time the dog author fished for three days and dried the nets for two days, I began to look for new books and began to read.

300,000 per second: Then I found the book written by the current author, and I started reading the first book written by this author, and the style is the style of the book I like.

300,000 per second: Of course, now I actually suspect that these two authors are one person! ”

Ji Zhuo looked at Yun Qingmu's sentence sent again,

The dull pain in my chest began to grow again, and the feeling of bad luck intensified.

Ji Zhuo's typing hands trembled slightly.

"Chronology of Chaos: ...... What's your name? ”

"300,000 per second: Lao Ji, why are you asking this?

Chronology of Chaos: ...... Just to see if you've read my novels.

300,000 per second: I'll call it 'Kill Ernie Sauce'. But it's impossible to read your novel.

300,000 per second: I didn't read novels before, and I started reading online novels or books by the author you recommended to me.

After reading his book, it had an impact on my later reading style, and after the dog author was eunuch, I didn't find a new book to read for a long time, until this author's book was found by me! ”

Again and again.

It turned out to be you!

Ji Clumsy face is painful,

I don't know if I should be angry or not.

The person who made his book popular was the reader he brought into the pit of the novel himself.

I can only say one thing, what a wrong.

What a sin he has made!

Yun Qingmu's every word now was a knife in his heart.

scold

Hehe......

"300,000 per second: Big guy, can you help push down this book, the author of this book can work hard, you can help recommend it." #哀求#哀求. Please, please, .jpg. ”

Another knife.

Step up your game? I don't work hard!

Although I code five chapters a day, although I have more than 10,000 words a day.

But am I trying to make you think I'm trying?

Mask of Pain......

Ji Zhuo held the mobile phone, struggled, and finally replied with a few words of Yun Qingmu.

"Chronology of Chaos: ...... I don't need to recommend him. He has a referral next week...... Big recommendation ......"

"300,000 per second: really? Surprise .jpg. How do you know, big guy? ”

"Chronology of Chaos: ......

Chaos Chronicles: I saw him post in the group. ”

Finally, he replied, his hand hanging limply.

Ji Zhuo's chest was still aching, and his face was bored.

300,000, my 300,000!

And on the other side,

Yun Qingmu looked at Ji Zhuo's news, his eyes lit up, and he was a little happy,

"Got another recommendation? The dog author must be happy, right? ”

"No, I can't. I've got to work on it too! Give the dog author another good publicity! ”

Yun Qingmu thought about it, and then pressed the phone open. I posted a message in the book friend group.

"300,000 per second: the latest news I get. With our joint efforts, the dog author has another recommendation next week! Still a big recommendation! Let's keep up the hard work! ”

"Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Roger. #握拳#奋斗.

Takeoff Wuhu: Take off!

Once upon a time: Beautiful! By the way, I posted two promotional posts on the post bar. Link ......, come and like me on top!

There is grass in the canyon: By the way, Sister Seconds, when can we pull the author into the group.

300,000 per second: I don't have the author's contact information. If you have time, you can go to the author in a private message to ask......

There is grass in the canyon: Okay! ”