[But Da Zhuang has written so many books and persisted for so many years, it must be not easy, I don't think you should ridicule him so much!

Zhang Fan felt a little indignant about this big man, obviously he had been working hard to write, but in the end, he was belittled and ridiculed by these authors in the group, which was really uncomfortable.

[Haha, Spring Breeze Boss, you are serious, Da Zhuang likes others to mock him like this! ] If you don't mock him for a day, he will be miserable!

【Okay, I'm going to work, big guy, you're busy first! ] Xiao Ye sent such a sentence, and hurriedly went offline, and it seemed that Zhang Fan directly broke it, making him a little embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan sighed helplessly, and said a few more words of greeting in the group, and also went offline.

But just as he was about to go offline, an author called Ziguang Polar Night suddenly appeared and posted a sentence in the group: "The meal will start immediately, are you ready?"

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere of the entire group of signed authors suddenly boiled to the extreme, and one after another authors came out and responded, saying "Ready!"

When Zhang Fan saw this scene, doubts appeared on his face, and he didn't understand what was happening, but in the next moment, his eyes were staring at the boss, as if he had seen a ghost, and he froze in place on the spot.

At this moment, he completely understood the meaning of purple light being called a true god. Saw.

。。。。。 The author, called Purple Light Polar Night, actually posted more than a dozen pictures of beautiful women with hot bodies and revealing in one go, and the beauties in these pictures wore very few clothes, only a few covered important parts.

Good guy, it turns out that the purple light is really a god, and it turns out that this is what it means. Zhang Fan opened his eyes and shouted a ruthless sentence with a shocked face.

However, compared to his shock, the authors in the group are extremely calm, as if they have long been accustomed to it, and some have even begun to scream.

Zhang Fan was a little dry-mouthed, and was horrified by the madness of these authors, so he hurriedly turned off the Penguin, threw his phone aside, and didn't dare to look at it again.

He felt that the authors in this group seemed to be a little abnormal. Not long after Zhang Fan turned off his mobile phone, the signing group, an author named Wan Hongxiang, quietly went online, he looked at the news in the group as before, and when he saw Zhang Fan's words that he felt worthless for him, his eyes suddenly moved and fell silent.

After being silent for a long time, Wan Hongxiang spat out a breath of turbidity, opened the platform of galloping Chinese Net, and typed the four words [Terror End] into the search bar.

The input was successful, and in the next second, the book information about [Terror End] was also revealed. With a click of the mouse, Wan Hongxiang entered the homepage of [Terror End].

[Five turbid evil worlds, hell is empty, the end of terror, there is no escape! ] The first thing that catches your eye is the introduction of [The End of Terror].

Just glanced at it, Wan Hongxiang didn't pay attention to the introduction, and was ready to enter the text. But the moment he entered the text, he casually glanced at the data of [The End of Terror], his pupils suddenly contracted rapidly, and cold sweat overflowed on his forehead.

Because he sees。。。。。。 The book is only less than 10,000 words, but the number of hits has reached about 20,000, and the number of collections has reached 100, and the most terrifying data is not these, but the comment area below.

There are 200 comments, and most of them are not the same as those commented by the same readers.

If it is possible to cheat on clicks and favorites, it is absolutely impossible to say that there is fraud in this comment area.

Wan Hongyan swallowed his saliva, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and began to flip through the comment area of [Terror End].

The more he turned over, the more frightened he became, the more frightened he became, and finally his right hand on the mouse was trembling uncontrollably.

These comments are all real comments from readers, and without exception, they are all unanimously praised, not even swearing.

In addition, what makes Wan Hongxiang feel even more unbelievable is that there are at least ten readers, all of whom he has seen in the gallop, those real online god fan lists.

They're all 。。。。。。 is the first big brother on the list, and they are all supreme-level book friends.

"This spring breeze in the world, could it be that the gods of other websites came to open a trumpet?" Wan Hong's face was full of horror, and he exclaimed.

Only this explanation can make perfect sense. After all, it's just a new book of less than 10,000 words, how can it have such a result when it is placed in a new book for newcomers?

It must be a trumpet opened by some online god。。。。。。。 Zhang Fan was completely unaware of these, he just glanced at the data and lost interest.

The number of words in the early stage is still small, and it doesn't make much sense to focus too much on the grades. Opening the author's area, Zhang Fan began to code words again.

It wasn't until he coded more than 10,000 words that he turned off the computer and walked downstairs. It was almost noon, and he was going back to see Chu Chu's condition.

Outside, Zhang Fan rode a shared bicycle and rushed to Fugui Huating. The journey was smooth, there were not many passers-by, and it didn't take long for Zhang Fan to arrive.

He bought some vegetables and pulp at the supermarket outside the community before going upstairs. Opening the door, when Zhou Xiaojing saw Zhang Fan, he immediately smiled and welcomed him in.

Zhang Fan looked at Zhou Xiaojing's little face that was a little haggard, and couldn't help but feel a little self-blame, it seemed that she must have paid a lot to take care of Chu Chu.

After talking to Zhou Xiaojing for a while, Zhang Fan told her to take care of her body and not get tired, and then hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook.

His cooking skills are not very good, and he can only be said to be barely able to eat. Zhou Xiaojing ate very happily at this meal, and did not dislike Zhang Fan's cooking skills.

Seeing this, Zhang Fancai breathed a sigh of relief and told her that if something happened, she must inform herself as soon as possible.

Zhou Xiaojing listened, nodded movingly, and then told Zhang Fan that it was in less than half a month, and the New Year was coming, and she wanted to go back to her hometown a day or two in advance, hoping that Zhang Fan would agree.

Regarding the New Year, Zhang Fan agreed without thinking about it. In fact, when he went home for the Chinese New Year, he also planned to go back to his hometown in Dujiang City.

When the time comes, how to take care of Chu Chu, Zhang Fan is thinking of a way. If nothing else, Su Qian will return to China in the next two days, he will ask for the medicine to cure vegetative people from Su Qian's hands, hoping that Chu Chu can wake up smoothly after taking the medicine, and when the time comes, he will be able to take Chu Chu back with him.

After the meal, Zhang Fan told Zhou Xiaojing about going on a long trip in the past two days. After Zhou Xiaojing heard this, she didn't say anything, but just wished Zhang Fan a smooth journey and a safe return.

Zhang Fan chatted briefly with Zhou Xiaojing for a while, and then he came to the master bedroom to take a look at Chu Chu, and saw that her complexion was not a big deal, so he called Su Mei'e and told her that she had worked hard in the past few days, and then explained that he took good care of Chu Chu, and then turned around and left.

Zhang Fan left Fugui Huating and did not return to Maoshan Incense Candle Store as soon as possible, but went to Ma Xiuqin's community again.

Since Ma Xiuqin was kidnapped last time, he has been busy and has not been to see them, since he just remembered this time, he can just go over to find out how they are doing recently.

Soon, Zhang Fan came to Ma Xiuqin's residence, knocked on the door, and found that she was cooking, glanced at the time, and found that it was only 12 o'clock at noon, and it was normal to cook at this time.

After walking around the house, Zhang Fan didn't see Chu Feng's figure, Ma Xiuqin told him that Chu Feng was going to take the monthly exam recently, so he was in school and hadn't come back yet.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something was wrong with Chu Feng, if he encountered any danger, he would not be able to explain to Chu Yu here.

Zhang Fan chatted with Ma Xiuqin for a long time before he turned around and left. Because Ma Xiuqin and Chu Feng's daily expenses are paid by themselves regularly, they don't need to worry about money.