I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1807 Give up on me
The fact that An Ran was able to swing the bow left and right and fight with both hands has always been circulated in a small circle.

Only a few close and close people know about it.

It didn't spread.

But during his serialization of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" and "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", there are serial records of up to [-] words per day.

Forty thousand words?
Kerry was already dumbfounded.

Is this Nima a humanoid tentacle monster?

How can you play with people like this?
No wonder, people put forward the request to update the ten thousand characters from the very beginning, people who are emotional are not afraid at all, what they are doing is sure, but I am still playing with people happily.

It's all right now, I'm in the hospital, and others are having fun outside.

[-]D is nothing to An Ran.

Kerry watched for a while.

He couldn't tell whether An Ran saved the manuscript first and then updated it together.

Or just write as many updates as you want every day.

But the update volume of [-] words was beyond his imagination.

Dare to update [-] words at once, which shows that people have confidence in their hearts.

Not only that, during the update period, he never updated less than [-] words a day.

Even for online novels, the amount is terrifying.

Reddy was on the other side, very depressed, and he didn't know how to persuade his husband.

If things go on like this, she can almost imagine that Kerry will have to go back to the hospital bed soon, and it's hard to say whether he will be so lucky next time.

When Reddy thought about it, he felt sad.

Unexpectedly, Kerry suddenly said, "Forget it, it's no match."

Ok?
what?
Reddy opened his eyes wide, looking at her husband in disbelief.

"you say……"

"No comparison!" Kerry sighed, "No comparison, he is better than me."

Reddy burst into tears, grabbed Carrie's hand and said, "Carrie, it's great of you to think so. It's not a shame to admit that you are inferior, but it's a very courageous act."

Kerry said: "Maybe when I was 20 years younger, I would compare with him, but now... I am not his opponent."

Rui Di nodded, no matter whether he is really convinced or not, as long as he can look away and let go, it is a good thing.

Kerry held Reddy's hand, "I've worried you these days."

Reddy's grievances flowed out like a tide.

Kerry patted his wife on the back, "I've earned enough money. After finishing this book, I plan to retire and have a good rest!"

A smile finally appeared on Reddy's face, and her husband was the best he could think of.

Kerry called Layson directly.

"Kerry, how are you? How much did you write today!" Laysen didn't know about Kerry's admission to the hospital, and only cared about how many novels he wrote.

Now it seems that it is impossible to win everyone's attention by relying on the quality of the work.

I only hope that this old guy can drag An Ran down by word count.

Then the battle is won.

Kerry said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Layson. I'm in the hospital now. What I want to say is that I admit defeat in this competition. As for the novel, I will continue to serialize it in your newspaper for free..."

"What did you say?" Laysen's voice suddenly increased, "You said you surrendered?"

Kerry was still a little hesitant in his heart, but after listening to Layson's words, he completely let go of the matter.

Laysen only cared about the novel. As for the hospitalization he mentioned, people didn't take it to heart at all, and didn't even mention it.

Normally, you shouldn't want to ask, "Are you okay?"

Or care about it.

No!

Since you don't care about my life or death, why should I care about your life or death?
"Mr. Layson, I admit defeat, I am not Enron's opponent!"

Kerry, who had already figured it out, seemed extremely calm, let this matter go, and it doesn't matter if you lose.

There was a coldness in Layson's voice, "Kerry, what do you want me to do now that you're making a fuss?"

"It's okay, I've already said, my novel will be serialized in your newspaper for free until the end!"

Now that he admits defeat, he doesn't plan to write later, so he writes 20 words as originally planned to end.

This is also the best length in his opinion. The story is compact, the plot is tense, and there is no superfluous thing.

If I had to write more, the story would definitely not be as exciting as it is now.

Layson said: "You... You must never admit defeat. If you admit defeat, it means that you are not as good as him. Your novel is serialized in my newspaper. Do you know how much influence it has on me?"

Kerry insisted: "Admitting defeat is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you! Mr. Lesen, I am old, I can't hold on, and his book is really good. The market has given the best answer. I Not as good as him."

Lesen on the other end of the phone breathed heavily.

"Kerry, you can think about it. If you plan this way, then don't blame me for being rude!"

"If you insist on admitting defeat, I don't think any publishing house will be willing to publish your novel in the future."

This is a threat.

Kerry pressed his forehead. Sure enough, a person like Layson can only cooperate with interests.

Once he lost the bundle of interests, Leysen immediately changed his face.

But it doesn't matter.

Now he has a lot of confidence. When a person no longer intends to mess around in this industry, you have nothing to do with him.

Besides, Layson's words were just threats, and his influence was far from reaching this level.

Among other things, Mr. Eleven's influence is much greater than him.

If Eleven said this, it would be more or less the same.

"Whatever you want!" Kerry said with a smile: "I already have enough money, if Mr. Layson has a way to keep my story from being published, then I just have time to rest and have a good rest. I am tired enough after all these years! "

My mother, you are a dead pig and you are not afraid of boiling water.

"Kerry, I swear you'll regret it!"

"Who regrets it may not be sure!" Kerry said: "I'll stop here, Mr. Lesen, if you have any means, feel free to use it, I don't care."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Shit!"

Layson was furious in the office and slammed his fist on the table.

Then with a wave of his hand, everything on the desk was thrown on the ground, making a cracking sound.

Once Kerry admits defeat, he will definitely lose the battle with Eleven.

The current sales volume is not comparable to others.

You're throwing in the towel, and that's not adding insult to injury.

Layson clenched his fists hard.

What he hates the most now is not An Ran and Eleven, but Kerry, who is halfway through.

"Kerry, you will regret it!"

He immediately picked up the phone and called several familiar publishers.

"Kels, the publication plan of "Sun Dog" has been stopped this time!",

"Huh? Why, Mr. Leyson..."

The other side doesn't understand, isn't he your partner?

They planned to publish "Sun Dog" as soon as the serialization was over.

Although there is no Enron's book popularity, there are still many readers.

They have already planned to contact Kerry in the next two days.

"Stop... I heard that your money is tight recently. I have 100 million here..."

(End of this chapter)