After dinner, Chen Zi'ang was speechless when he saw that the book review area was so lively and thousands of people criticized and scolded him.

In my original memory, newcomers with good grades have been criticized, and great masters with unstable status have also received such treatment.

Now, he enjoyed it too.

People are popular and have many troubles.

The same goes for Shuhong.

A world of online literature is a small world.

Many book friends, including the author, come here for loyalty regardless of the truth.

Some authors even have a mentality, hoping that Chen Zi'ang would tear them up so that they can gain some popularity and attract some readers.

After uploading three chapters, Chen Zi'ang sent another order and said: "No need to pay off the debt before going to bed tonight. A master added one update, three hundred monthly tickets added one update, and I will be valid before school starts, during the holidays."

Although Chen Zi'ang said he didn't need to pay attention to those trolls, his book friends didn't listen and kept fighting with the people coming to the book review area.

Chen Zi'ang has experienced the real world, and the world is much more sinister than in the book, so he is unmoved and is calm and composed.

If it were an ordinary newcomer, he would have been unable to continue writing.

It seems that the more fierce the book review area is, the more motivated Chen Zi'ang will be and scribe quickly.

He did not update "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" and now he only wrote "Fighting Break the Sky". Xiaobai's article is much easier to write than martial arts articles.

He roughly calculated that the speed had reached more than 6,000.

Faster than usual.

He didn't get involved in the online literature circle in his previous life, but he heard that some writers had speeds of tens of thousands of dollars per hour, but he didn't believe it at all.

Now I believe it.

I remember when he started typing according to the plot in his mind, it was very difficult to have a speed of 2,000.

It's all tripled now.

"It should be faster." Chen Zi'ang started calculating again.

The storyline flashed quickly in my mind, and the two hands on the keyboard flew rapidly, showing the story in my mind.

An hour later, he found that the speed could reach more than 7,000.

"Two brains are powerful." Chen Zi'ang was very excited.

Little do you know that there are several writers with a brain who can speed up to tens of thousands per hour in this world.

"Continue." Chen Zi'ang was completely immersed in hard work. It is good to have a goal in life.

An hour later, he watched again.

More than eight thousand!

Work harder.

Chen Zi'ang's eyes were a little blurry, but he was very excited.

Regardless of the plot being missed or added too much, continue to type on the keyboard.

Another hour later.

Nine thousand!

Chen Zi'ang's eyes were dizzy.

He clenched his fists and said "Yeah".

At this time, Shi Jia brought her midnight snack into the study.

"You two, you are closed in the house after dinner and don't bring them in the toilet." Shi Jia put the midnight snack on Chen Zi'ang's table and complained.

"Thank you, mom." Chen Zi'ang hugged Shi Jia's shoulder and was very happy.

Then run to the bathroom.

Really anxious.

After returning, Shi Jia was sitting next to his computer.

"This kind of novel is not nutritious. It is said that it is a martial arts novel. After all, it tastes a bit like it and can make people feel aftertaste." Shi Jia knew that her son was writing two novels, but she did not object.

She also watched some of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", but she couldn't continue watching it later.

She even lost after reading "Fighting Break the Sky" for two chapters. Even if it was written by the baby, she couldn't like it.

"It's good to make people happy, just entertain." Chen Zi'ang didn't care at all.

The more developed the online literature, the better.

As long as it does not involve pornography, gangs and politics, and continues to develop healthily, Chen Zi'ang feels that it may not be able to become the Hollywood Marvel in his previous life.

Because Chinese online literature continues to develop in this way, more and more excellent works are available, but more and more adaptations are also available, and the inventory is definitely stronger than Marvel.

Marvel has developed over the decades, but in fact, not many people have painted and told stories.

And China's online writers are known as one of the millions of troops.

Even if there is a lot of dross, there is still a lot of essence left.

Chen Zi'ang squeezed Shi Jia away, sat on the chair in front of the computer, and opened the book review area of ​​"Fighting Break the Sky".

The book review area of ​​this book is very hot now.

"The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" is quite standard, with no posts or comments, and his monthly tickets are almost in the top 50.

Although it is the top fifty, the monthly tickets are several thousand worse than the top ten.

After just an afternoon of fighting, the first fifteen and the back were very different.

Because everyone wants to keep their positions or make it to the top ten.

But now the first eleven are competing.

The ones behind can't be fought for at all.

It can be predicted that the more you go down, the more you pull the first eleven away.

Chen Zi'ang looked at the monthly ticket list of "Fighting Break the Sky" and had already reached the top seven.

Damn, he was really confused.

I don’t know where the local tyrants came from, and the Silver Alliance appeared again.

"Did I forget to say that before going to bed tonight, I will pay back the previous eleventh update, and do Piaohong and monthly tickets be counted? If I counted, I would really lose my manuscript."

Chen Zi'ang posted a single chapter.

It's so miserable.

A silver alliance is enough for him to drink a pot.

Twenty updates.

There are also a few scattered reds.

Plus monthly tickets and updates.

Not counted.

"I'll pay back all the updates to the deputy moderator to count. I can't pay back all of them tonight. I'll pay back the previous eleven updates first." Chen Zi'ang finally summoned the deputy moderator in the book review area.

It’s easy for readers to talk about, after all, I took out all the manuscripts to return them, and I went to the eleventh update, so I didn’t say anything.

But other book friends quit when they see it.

"What are you agreeing?"

"Are you talking nonsense before?"

"Whatever you say is more monthly tickets, it's all farts."

"So many red flowers, have you fed the dogs?"

“…”

Some of them speak even more harshly, and greet them to Chen Zi'ang's family.

Chen Zi'ang glanced and ignored it. The deputy moderator would delete these remarks.

No wonder the great gods don’t like to speak in the book review area, there are too many mad dogs.

It's too irresponsible to speak online.

Therefore, many people are unscrupulous and fear that the world will not be in chaos.

Anyway, no one can do anything to himself no matter how he scolds him.

I wrote for another hour and it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Chen Zi'ang suddenly realized that his potential was almost 10,000 per hour.

Shi Jia came to urge him to go to bed, but he turned off the computer, washed up and went back to the house.
To be continued...