Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 29 The Agreement of the Silver Alliance

"Do you dare to gamble with me?"

Seeing this reply, Zhou Yang was stunned for a few seconds, then sneered and replied: "What are you betting on?"

That's right, in this verbal battle against "The God-Level Prodigal", Zhou Yang was the one who danced the most. Of course, he appeared in a vest, and no one knew his true identity unless the webmaster came out to check the IP in person. However, the chance of such a thing is minimal and can be regarded as non-existent.

Before, because of Zhao Qian, he lost a lot of money. It was really not easy for him to easily break his thoughts against Zhao Qian. Once the obsession with the inner demons appears, unless the goal is achieved, he will never be able to let go of it in his life.

He just wants to destroy this book now, and he doesn't want to. As long as there are too many people scolding, he can always destroy it. He said that he can't destroy the author himself, hahahaha!

Anyway, he doesn't have a good life, so he can't think of it. That's what Zhou Yang thought.

Similarly, many people are paying attention to the development of this matter at this time. After all, the incident has had a great impact until now. At least half of the forum, both the author and the reader want to know whether the author of "The God-Level Prodigal" has millions of words saved.

To be honest, although the book "God-level Prodigal Boy" is a little novice, they are very happy to handle the rhythm and the grades are pretty good. So what about the novice? Readers just like to read it. Some people probably are jealous and are so happy.

Zhao Qian replied in the post: "Just bet on whether I have millions of words to save the manuscript."

"Are you sure you bet with me?" Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows in front of the computer and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why, are you scared?" Zhao Qian pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly: "Just say you dare or not."

Zhou Yang knew it was a provocation, but he didn't care: "Why don't I dare? Tell me, what is the bet?"

Zhao Qian smiled: "A golden alliance is ready."

"Fuck!" Zhou Yang's eyes were glaring out, almost thinking that he had read it wrong.

A golden alliance? Why don’t you just grab it?

The Golden Alliance is the highest fan title on Qihang Chinese. You can only get 10 million Qihang coins at one time, which is a hundred thousand soft sister coins! You really spend a lot of money and treat money as dirt!

Zhao Qian always felt that the one who rewarded the Golden Alliance Leader at one time was either the entrusted position of the sail or the protagonist of the novel with the God of Wealth System.

Well, in the world of rich people, he is a poor man, after all, he is only worth 1,300 yuan now, which is not enough for the boss to make a meal.

Seeing that the other party did not reply for a long time, Zhao Qian became impatient: "What, I don't have money? If I don't have money, then you should take a shower and go to bed!"

Zhou Yang on the computer side was indeed so angry that he was itchy, but he didn't dare to respond.

He is a masterpiece, but he only has about 100,000 yuan in a year, and there is no cost in all kinds of expenses. By the end of the year, it would be great to have a 30,000 or 50,000 yuan left. It is really difficult to ask him to come up with a Golden Alliance.

For the sake of the Internet's strife, he did not have such great courage and determination to take out 100,000 soft sister coins.

So, he was cowardly and could only look at Zhao Qian's reply on the forum so angry that he gritted his teeth. He kept cursing him for the rest of his life. Although he was very unwilling to accept it, there was no other way.

Zhou Yang didn't reply, but someone else replied to Zhao Qian: "Haha, don't you think you're too much? You just want a golden alliance. Do you think you are a platinum god?"

Zhao Qian saw that the other party was an unknown passerby, but since the other party stood on the other side, don't blame him. Who made the other party behaved like to be a slut, and he directly started to argue: "It's all your business! I think I'm too much? When someone criticized me just now, why didn't you come out to help me? Now I'm just suggesting that before the main leader even spoke, you passerby A, B, C, and D couldn't help but run out to show your presence? Get away!"

The other party was probably very angry: "I don't say anything but a long sentence, and I've blocked it. Please see me for complaints from the station office!"

"Welcome to complain, let's leave and leave." Zhao Qian curled his lips, the most disgusting of such a double-standard dog.

To be honest, the one who can truly be called an opponent until now is the professional gangster just now, and the others are not Zhao Qian's one-match, which almost made him feel the illusion of loneliness and defeat.

However, someone soon replied to Zhao Qian. It was the guy who posted a previous post saying that if the man who had saved more than 300,000 copies of "God-level Prodigal Boy" would live broadcast the idler. The id was called "Nan Lei Lone Wolf".

What a lone wolf? Just a single dog is a single dog. It also has a nickname for a lone wolf, haha.

The other party replied: "It's really too much for the author to directly ask for a Golden Alliance. I guess no one will bet on you except for readers of the God-Rich level. If it were an ordinary leader, it might be acceptable."

I’m afraid of everything. What if there are so many manuscripts in "The God-Level Prodigal"? This is a 100,000 soft girl coins, which can be called a gamble!

But ordinary leaders are different. One thousand yuan reward is enough. The leader who set sail has several books, dozens or hundreds of books by the great gods, and even thousands of books. And there are only a few books by the Golden Alliance.

Zhao Qian was too lazy to talk nonsense: "On ordinary leader, I can't afford to lose that person. If you want to take the bet, hurry up and don't whine so much. As big as Long Kong, you dare to bet on me alone? Didn't everyone dance happily just now? Where are the people? They all died?"

Strictly speaking, he has fired a map gun, but unfortunately, no one dares to come out to make him feel bad anymore except those who are flooding water to watch the fun.

Sure enough, did the bet of the Golden Alliance scare away most people?

Zhao Qian felt a pity in his heart. He wanted to have a few more people to bet with him. It's right that he has no money, but he has a manuscript! This is simply a business that gives money to his door, and is it good to have no money and profits!

If you miss this time, it may not be the next time.

Nan Lei Gulang refused to reply, and probably gave up.

In fact, this is true. Nan Lei Gulang himself is also the author of the setting sail, and he is also a masterpiece. He still has 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month. Although he doesn’t have a girlfriend, he has never lost any big swords and other things. He can take out the 100,000 soft sister coins, but there is no need for this. He has to bet, and the risk is too great.

Unwilling to give up, Zhao Qian replied again: "Forget it, most people don't have a Golden Alliance for a year's royalty. Then I'll change the bet, there will always be a Silver Alliance, right?"

The Silver Alliance is only 10,000 soft sister coins. Generally, if you give a reward of a Silver Alliance, you will have a client system notification on the entire site. The Silver Alliance is one level higher than the ordinary leader, and a Silver Alliance represents the quality and reputation of a book.

"A silver leader..."

Nan Lei Gulang was a little hesitant when he saw Zhao Qian's reply, but he was a little moved. After all, the bet was 10,000 soft sister coins. He still tended to be the other party who did not have a million words to save the manuscript, which seemed to be making a mystery. If he bet correctly, then the ten thousand soft sister coins would be his own!

This is the so-called "savage" and "intelligence" that is the case.

So he replied: "Okay, I'll accept it, but how do you prove that you really have millions of words to save the manuscript? Let's say it first, the online screenshots don't count!"

After all, it is too easy to just use a fake document to impersonate it.

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