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Chapter 14 Arrogant Author

"Are you there?"

Shi Nuannuan typed out these two words on the keyboard with her slender and white palms and clicked send.

After looking at the gray profile picture and being silent for a few seconds, Shi Nuannuan thought for a moment and continued writing.

"There will be an opportunity to recommend the book "Zhu Xian" after the new book issue."

After sending the message, Shi Nuannuan stared at the screen for a while and sighed.

It was only early nine o'clock, and she didn't know if the other person had woken up. She knew that many authors caught up on their sleep during the day and were full of ideas at night to work on their manuscripts. She wondered if this was also the case for "One Leaf Knows Autumn".

Looking around the office at his colleagues who were working hard and focusing on their computers, Shi Nuannuan sighed silently.

Just when I had no hope and was prepared for the other party to reply to my message four or five hours later, suddenly a cartoon avatar in the lower right corner of my computer started to vibrate.

Reply to the message! Shi Nuannuan's heart moved and she quickly opened the chat interface she had just closed.

"Okay, thank you."

Not surprisingly, as concise and concise as ever, Shi Nuannuan pursed her lips and continued writing without giving up.

“It’s best not to interrupt updates during the period of being blocked, otherwise it will affect the effect.”

"Can I ask how many manuscripts you have in storage now?"

The other party seemed to be quite free this morning and responded quickly.

"No."

Sure enough! Shi Nuannuan wailed in her heart, and her green fingers just moved to the keyboard.

"I try to keep updating."

The other party sent another sentence, and then the avatar turned gray...

Shi Nuannuan looked at the words in the chat box and almost cried. Don't try your best... If I had known better, I would have told you not to stop updating!

On the other side, Ye Zhiqiu casually logged out of QQ and was about to start coding. He had a habit of logging out of all communication software when coding to avoid disturbing himself.

Nowadays, "Zhu Xian" has more and more readers. Although many "conservatives" who love traditional martial arts literature have criticized this book, its novel style still makes many readers shine. Between "conservatives" and "conservatives"

The dispute between the "supporters" actually made the book more popular, which speeded up the process of "Zhu Xian" reaching the top of the new book list.

Yesterday I had classes during the day, and went to the "July" bar to sing in the evening. After I came back, I barely updated two chapters, and it was almost until twelve o'clock.

Now the serial plot of the book "Zhu Xian" has developed to the plot of Kongsang Mountain investigating anomalies in the Demon Cult. In the book, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi fell into the Abyss of Death. In the critical moment, the two never left each other and had a mutual affection. Then Zhang Xiaofan fell into the abyss.

Blood Cave, I met Baguio again in the cave...

In the increasingly popular book review area, the dispute between the "Baguio Party" and the "Xueqi Party" has begun to take shape. However, at this point in the plot, the "Xueqi Party" is slightly more powerful, and the "Baguio Party" follows closely behind.

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Strictly speaking, Ye Zhiqiu himself is more inclined to the "Baguio Party", but this issue is bound to be fruitless, and the debate has not ended for more than ten years in his previous life.

In addition to the "bipartisan" debates, the most frequent comments in the book review area are messages urging the author to update.

"Read, update quickly!"

"The day before yesterday it was 10,000 words, why was it so short yesterday?"

"The author is short and weak, the identification is complete."

"I agree. Not only is he narcissistic, he is also short-tempered."

"You still have the heart to be an arsonist, but you are stunned! How can you be so short?"

Every time he sees these comments, Ye Zhiqiu's mouth twitches. He has no conscience, he just doesn't have the habit of saving manuscripts. He writes more and more, but in terms of the average number of words updated every day, it is definitely not too few.

But human nature is like this. Yesterday you updated 10,000 words, and today you update 2,000 words. What readers remember most is not how popular you were in the past, but how short you were today.

Ye Zhiqiu always chose to ignore such comments.

In the past, he was indeed anxious about updating, but now Ye Zhiqiu has vowed not to be an author who bows down to Quanqin again!

Depending on the mood, there are more and more, they are so arrogant!

Having said that, Ye Zhiqiu still used the time when he had no classes in the morning to update three chapters. After uploading in the background and preparing to turn off the computer, a small window suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the desktop.

These are some popular local news pushed by Penguin. Ye Zhiqiu didn't care that he was about to close down and suddenly stopped.

"Shocking! This song actually made all the women in the audience fall in love with it! A handsome folk boy suddenly appeared in the Waiqing Bar of Huahai University of Communication!"

Ye Zhiqiu had always scorned this kind of "shocky" title that had no limit on attracting attention, but this time he was attracted.

Under the title is a blurry photo. Under the dim light, a young man wearing a white shirt is holding a guitar. His slightly long bangs cover half of his face, and he has a melancholic and clear breath.

Isn't this him? Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He clicked on the link in the small window and saw a short video of more than thirty seconds.

It seems that it was taken by a customer with his mobile phone. The picture is not very clear. It is the picture of himself singing at "July".

At this time, there are already more than thirty comments below the video.

"If you can't see the face clearly, how do you know if he's a handsome guy?"

"Wow, my little brother has such long legs and a good figure."

"Please take a frontal photo!"

"What is this song? Why haven't you heard it?"

"I can prove that this is a student from our Huahai University of Communication..."

After briefly browsing the comments, most of them were comments from netizens. Ye Zhiqiu didn't care and closed them casually.

After being reminded by the resident singer of "July", Ye Zhiqiu had registered the copyright of the song yesterday.

As for why it’s so late, there’s no money!

Ye Zhiqiu did not expect that registration of song copyright would cost nearly 200 yuan. Fortunately, the singing fee for "July" was settled on the same day, otherwise it would be a problem for him to even pay the 200 yuan.

Suddenly, a WeChat alert sounded on his phone. Ye Zhiqiu opened it and saw the person who sent the message. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Yuan:Are you there?

Yuan: I have something I want to talk to you about.

This "Yuan" is the WeChat account of Chen Yuan, my green tea ex-girlfriend.

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to her and blocked her directly. The moment he put the phone into his pocket, another notification sounded.

It’s not over yet!

Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly and looked carefully, but it was not the message sent by Chen Yuan.

Weiguang: The school has agreed to your solo performance at the graduation party.

Weiguang: The instructor in charge of the party would like to chat with you in person. If you have time, please reply to my message.

Looking at the avatar of this cute little cartoon girl singing with a microphone, Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while before remembering who this was.

Yu Caiwei!

It seems that he added her on WeChat when he joined the Literary and Art Association in his freshman year, but this was the first time the two of them exchanged messages. Yu Caiwei's circle of friends was also blank, without any photos of her identity, and Ye Zhiqiu almost didn't recognize her.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that the instructor's request was very reasonable. After all, the instructor was responsible for the party, and it was normal to get to know the performing students in advance.

Yiye Zhiqiu: Okay, is it convenient now?
Chapter completed!
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