I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 9 Boss, can you recommend a book?

A warm and two-dimensional high density room.On the shelf of the bookcase against the wall, there are all kinds of figurines, and some Lolita clothes can be seen in the closet with a gap.

Yun Qingmu hugged a 2233 mother's pillow, sitting in front of the computer desk,

Holding the mobile phone in his hand and reading the novel, his bare feet twitched from time to time when he stepped on the ground.

"...The author of the dog is updated... well, the update is very fast..."

After reading the latest update of the "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" recently updated, and skillfully voted for today's recommendation, Yun Qingmu raised her bare feet again.

Recently, the author of this dog... the author seems to have changed his temper, and is bombarding updates every day.

"...Maybe the data is too bad? No. I still have to publicize it to the dog authors."

"Otherwise, what will the eunuch do?"

Yun Qingmu pondered for a while, then skillfully cut to the penguin chat,
Opened a chat group called "Mortal Cultivation Book Friends Group",
This is a group of book friends who don't even have the author.

"30 per second: Today the author of the dog has updated another [-] words, let's vote again.

All right, Big Sister: All right, Sister Miao.Don't worry, I have kept the monthly pass for subscribing to Bie De Novels.

Once in the sea: voted.

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Already cast +1.

Donkey of the production team: Recently, the author of the dog has been updated so quickly that I feel scared when I see it.

There is grass in the canyon: Maybe the author is under a lot of pressure.When Sister Miao first started to help promote this book, when I first read this book, the data of this book was so bleak.

Since then, the author has started to explode, maybe he still wants to fight for his book.To be honest, the second time I clicked on this book, my whole body went numb for a moment.

With such bleak data, the author still insists on updating every day.

The donkey of the production team: I don’t know why, but a picture suddenly popped up in my mind. I don’t know how many deserted nights, the author of the dog was sitting in front of the computer, gnashing his teeth, and kept typing...

Take off Wuhu: The dog authors are working so hard, but you don’t work hard enough to vote!Vote for Grandpa on the monthly vote list.I want everyone to see this book!

Zeng Canghai: I was a little moved by what you said, and I feel sore... I gave the author 100 yuan as a reward. "

Yun Qingmu hugged the pillow, looked at the chat records in the group and couldn't help but froze for a moment,
She seems to have never thought about how uncomfortable the author of the dog was when he saw the bad data at the beginning.

But obviously so uncomfortable, I didn't eunuch this book, and I didn't even stop updating it. Instead, it kept updating, and I didn't even ask readers to vote more.

All the heartbreak is carried by myself.It was only later, at the end of the chapter, that we were told that the book had received a poor grade.

It is estimated that when he typed that paragraph, he felt very uncomfortable, right?He doesn't want to disappoint us, does he?
Obviously I was the only reader at the beginning,

Otherwise, the author must be the eunuch directly,

Don't you want to disappoint me?I used to say that to him.

Don't want to disappoint me, the reader?

After thinking a lot, Yun Qingmu fell silent, feeling a little sour in her heart for no reason.

After a pause, Yun Qingmu pressed a sentence on the phone and sent it to the group.

"30 per second: If you know any author, or somewhere else, help this dog author to promote it.

Although the author is a dog, he still works hard.I think everyone loves to see hard work rewarded.

Take off Wuhu: I know several old authors, and I try to ask them to give the author a chapter push.Hands up.jpg.

Grass in the canyon: Hey, I'm an administrator of several fire books, I'll talk to those authors, and then post the promotional poster of "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" at the top.

Zeng Canghai: Then I will post to the author in another place to attract more readers. Remember to like and comment on the group when the time comes, so as to raise the popularity for me and put it on the top manually!

The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: ... By the way, why don't we crowdfund and give the dog author a leader? "

Yun Qingmu, who was thinking about the difficulty of the dog author, was a little moved and looked at the chat records in the group, feeling a little puzzled.

"30 per second: Rewards can also increase exposure?

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Rewarding a leader may climb to the top of the bestseller list, and the author of the dog will definitely be very excited to receive the reward from the leader.Besides, Ms. Miao, don't you know?There is a new function in the Shiyue APP,

If you donate more than Silver League once, you can directly pull the scrolling banner on the whole site!The exposure is not directly exploded!

Zeng Canghai: Then I will give two hundred, anyway, I have already tipped one hundred, which is not far behind... Sister Miao, please organize it, we believe you!

There is grass in the canyon: Then I will pay fifty...

30 per second: Thank you, I thank you for the author of the dog.

Feifei Wuhu: Hey, thank you, it’s not that the author of the dog has written a good book... More importantly, seeing such a tepid book become popular under our influence.This sense of accomplishment... overwhelming! "

Seeing the chat in the group, Yun Qingmu was a little moved again.

But in the end, I still didn't agree to raise funds to reward the author of the dog.

This seemed to be suspected of illegal fundraising, and she looked again, and it turned out that one leader was only 1000 yuan.

……

"... Sis, it's time for dinner!"

"Dong dong, dong dong dong!"

"Sister, can you stop staying in the house all day, like a dead house?"

Just as Yun Qingmu was thinking about it,
It was already dark outside the window, the bedroom door was knocked loudly by someone outside, and at the same time, a helpless female voice came in.

Yun Qingmu, both of her parents died, she has a younger sister and a house.

The few properties left by her parents made her lose her goal of struggle.

And now even the rent collection is transferred through WeChat.

She travels intermittently and stays at home continuously.

"coming."

Yun Qingmu looked back, answered, got up and opened the bedroom door.

Standing outside the door is a younger sister who is half a head shorter than Yun Qingmu, Yun Xinxin.

Yun Xinxin was wearing a normal winter sweater and a pair of thick trousers, and she was holding two pairs of freshly washed chopsticks.

"Yun Qingmu, did you wash the clothes I asked you to do when I left in the morning?"

Yun Xinxin asked Yun Qingmu a question, and walked towards the living room.

"...What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

And what about laundry?Yun Qingmu felt a little guilty.

Yun Xinxin turned her head.Looking at Yun Qingmu, she didn't speak.

Yun Qingmu was even more guilty, she leaned over and hugged Yun Xinxin, and took advantage of Yun Xinxin's cheek with her face.

"I looked."

"Yun Qingmu! Let go!"

"Not loose."

"I'll wash it myself! Let me loose!"

"Oh. Thank you my dear sister. My sister is indeed the most hardworking and kind-hearted person in the world..."

"Stop, stop! I'm tired of hearing these words... Yun Qingmu, I suspect that one day I will travel far away, and you will starve to death at home."

"...That's not possible, can't I still order takeaway..."

"Have a meal!"

"Oh……"

Yun Qingmu sat down to eat,
He took out his phone and flipped through it.

Yun Xinxin on the opposite side shook her head and sighed.

"...By the way, Xinxin, have you read the novel I recommended to you last time?"

"...Big sister! My dear sister! I'm in my third year of junior high school, and I'm busy looking for an internship job. How can I find the time to read online novels!"

"Huh? Are you a junior?"

Yun Xinxin: "..."

With a black thread all over her head, she couldn't help but clenched her chopsticks tightly, Yun Xinxin decided to ignore her sister and just ate her food.

"Just kidding. What kind of internship are you looking for?"

"text editor."

"Hey, why don't you consider becoming an editor for a novel website?"

Yun Xinxin: "..."

"Sister, please read your novel."

Yun Xinxin made up her mind not to answer her sister's words.

Yun Qingmu looked at her sister and smiled.

Today's teasing sister task (1/1) is completed.

Then turn around and look at the phone.

The penguin chat interface was still displayed on the phone, and he was still thinking about something.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a chat record that hadn't been deleted yet.

"Ji Zhuo?"

"Hey, by the way, Ji Zhuo seems to be writing novels too. Let him help the dog writer to promote it."

Eyes lit up, Yun Qingmu clicked on the chat with Ji Zhuo.

"30 per second: Lao Ji, are you there? Poke.

30 per second: Old Ji, I remember that you also write novels, can you help me, Mr. Ji? "

this time,
When Ji Zhuo received the message from Yun Qingmu,
I am still immersed in the bad news that the editor sent me next week and there will be a bigger recommendation for him,

The whole person slumped on the seat, and even lost interest in the noodles served by the noodle shop owner.

The whole person stands out as lifeless.

Then I heard the mobile phone chat software ringing again.

Could it be that the editor took it back?

Holding a little hope, Ji Zhu moved his eyes, picked up the phone in his hand again,

Then I saw the message from Yun Qingmu.

Hehe, writers of novels, writers of novels...

Now that Ji Zhuo saw someone mention something related to the novel, he still felt a little tingling in his chest.

Barely struggling, sat up and nodded,

Ji Zhuo poked his phone a few times and replied a message.

"Chaos doesn't count the years: someone who writes street novels. He's the kind of eunuch at every turn."

This was his last insistence, and when he lowered his hand holding the phone, he sat down limply as if he was about to die.

Then, Yun Qingmu replied to the message again.

"30 per second: Can I ask you to do me a favor and recommend a novel, sir, are you also writing on Shiyue.com?"

Let me recommend a novel?My novels that hit the street can also be recommended to others... Well, it's a bit hot now.

His heart ached again, Ji Zhuo struggled again, got up, and sent back a message.

"Chaos does not count the years: what kind of novel, I will recommend it to you, and I must push it well..."

The best book sucks all readers away.

Hey, should I push more books for other authors, push one book every day, so that readers can read more Bie De's novels, it's best not to come back.

Thinking about it, Ji Zhuo's eyes regained some brilliance, and he struggled to sit upright again, ready to help Yun Qingmu recommend the book she wanted to recommend.

Then, he saw the message from Yun Qingmu again, he was stunned, and he sat up suddenly.

"30 per second: The name is "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals". It is a classic style of cultivating immortals. It tells the story of Han Li, a young man in a mountain village, who is intrigued step by step, and grows step by step in the cruel and bloody world of comprehension. The author is called It’s a coincidence in the era. Although the front is a bit slow, the author’s writing is quite good, the front is enough, and the back looks special..."

puff!
puff!
Ji Zhuo felt as if someone had stabbed him in the chest with a knife,

Take a knife and poke...

Once, twice.

Every word Yun Qingmu said hurt Ji Zhuo greatly.

heh heh heh...

Then Ji Zhuo sneered,
Push the book... I recommend the book "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals",
I...hehe.

It's funny, it's fun.It was so much fun!
Ji Zhuo picked up the phone again, and pressed it with a crackling sound.

"Chaos does not track the years: I have read this novel, and the writing is just average!"

"30 per second: It may not be as good as you, big brother, but I think it's well written. Can you recommend it, big brother?"

Another knife

Ji Zhuo of the knife wanted to vomit blood.

Obviously, he suddenly found out that the people around him were reading the novel he wrote and still liked it.

Such a classic scene, obviously should be very happy.

But why, why is it like this.

Ji Zhuo fell into deep thought.

and many more!

How does it feel so coincidental!
Ji Zhuo inexplicably had an unbelievable and bad premonition.

"30 per second: Boss? Is the boss still there?
Chaos is not chronicled: ... This novel should not be very popular, how did you find him?Didn't you read that 'clumsy and uncommon' novel before?
30 per second: Isn't this the bastard author eunuch!Since that dog author fished for three days and posted on the Internet for two days, I started looking for new books and started reading.

30 per second: Then I found the book written by the current author. I have been reading the first book written by this author. The style is the style I like.

30 per second: Of course, now I suspect that these two authors are the same person! "

Ji Zhuo looked at Yun Qingmu's next sentence,
The chest began to ache again, and that bad feeling became stronger and stronger.

Ji Zhuo's typing hands trembled slightly.

"Chaos does not count the years: ... what is the name of your first web surfing?"

"30 per second: Lao Ji, why are you asking this?

Chaos does not record the years: ...just to see if you have read my novel.

30 per second: I call it 'Kill O'Neill Sauce'.But it's impossible to read your novel, big brother.

30 per second: I didn’t read novels before, but I started reading online novels from the author you recommended to me.
After reading his book, it had an impact on my reading style later on. After the dog author eunuch passed away, I haven’t found a new book to read for a long time, until I found this author’s book! "

It was another knife and another knife.

Oh it's you!

Ji Zhuo's face is painful,

I don't know if I should be angry or not.

The people who caused his book to become popular were the readers he brought into the novel pit.

All I can say is, shame.

What kind of evil did he do!
Every word Yun Qingmu said now stabbed him in the heart.

Ah,
Ha ha……

"30 per second: Boss, can you help push this book down, the author of this book has worked hard, please help recommend it. #吱勒#听听. Please please.jpg."

Another knife.

effort?I don't work hard!
Although I code five chapters a day, even though I do [-] words a day.

But am I trying to make you think I'm working hard?
mask of pain...

Holding the phone, Ji Zhuo struggled, and finally replied with a few words from Yun Qingmu.

"Chaos does not record the year: ... I don't need to recommend him. He has a recommendation next week... a big recommendation..."

"30 per second: Is it true? Surprise.jpg. How do you know, boss?"

"Chaos knows no age:...

Chaos does not record the age: I saw him post it in the group. "

In the end, he returned the note, and his hand hangs down feebly.

Ji Zhuo still had a dull pain in his chest, and his face was lifeless.

30, my 30!

And on the other side,
Yun Qingmu looked at Ji Zhuo's news, her eyes lit up, she was a little happy,

"Another recommendation? The dog author must be very happy, right?"

"No. I have to work hard too! Give the dog author more publicity!"

Yun Qingmu thought about it, and then turned on the phone.Posted a message in the book club.

"30 per second: the latest news. With our joint efforts, next week the dog author will recommend again! It's still a big recommendation! Everyone, work harder!"

"Crossing the Sea Eight Immortals: Received. #打亲# Struggle.

Take Off Wuhu: Take Off!
Zeng Canghai: Beautiful!By the way, I posted two promotional posts on the post bar.Link... Come and give me a thumbs up!
Grass in the Canyon: By the way, Sister Miao, when can we bring the author into the group?

30 per second: There is no contact information for the author.If you have time, you can private message the author to ask...

Grass in the canyon: Alright! "

　Ask for favorites, recommendations, investments, and monthly tickets.

　　Today's small theater:

　　Yun Qingmu: Do you know what '30 per second' means?

　　The speed of 30 per second is light!There is light in this world! ——What kind of senior old Two-dimensional.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)