Chapter 292
"No discussion!" Chu Ba showed the majesty of a father, not wanting to bow his head to his son.

But within two seconds, he whispered again: "Unless you give me some money and don't tell your mother, that can be discussed."

The problems that money can solve are not problems, Chu Fan immediately transferred 100 yuan to Chu Ba.

After receiving the money, Chu Ba was very satisfied and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chu Fan said: "I want to build two reader groups, Dad, help me build them, and be the group leader."

"What's the problem?" Chu Ba agreed without hesitation.

He couldn't read his son's books, and he wasn't even interested in those poems.

He felt that he didn't need to study anymore, at least some ancient poems and words, just go with the wind.

At his age, after perfecting his professional skills and working for more than ten years, he will retire and enjoy his old age.

I want to do other things after retirement, and that’s what happened at that time. Now I work hard and do my job well.

"Someone will often join the group and leave the group. When there is news, you have to be mentally prepared." Chu Fan said the problems he will face in the future.

As for the matter of neurotic readers joining the group and running away, Chu Fan didn't tell Chu Ba, so that Chu Ba wouldn't do it.

"What is this?" Chu Ba didn't care, thinking about how to spend the 100 yuan.

With so much pocket money, he really didn't know how to spend it.

"Open another trumpet, pretend to be me, and hang up as a manager." Chu Fan didn't want to endure the attack of time bombs anymore, he just wanted to be a spectator and ambush in the group.

Soon, the general group and subscription group were created, and Chu Fan posted them.

Within a few minutes, Chu Ba started to get busy.

There are many people who subscribe to the group, and there are more ordinary groups.

"Oh, tears welling up in my eyes, finally organized."

"Chicken jelly, thank the group owner for providing the group number, where is the author?"

"Everyone don't want to be the author of Aite, I have to find the management first, and then the management will find the author. Can you give me a management?"

"Haha, management? How many fans are you worth? My leader is too embarrassed to manage."

"Since there is a group, hurry up and greet those who have not joined the group, and crowdfund a silver league to increase the exposure of the author's big book."

"Yes, we have to fight for the number one on the new book monthly ticket list."

Within an hour, the group became extremely lively.

Chu Ba was surprised, is his son's book so popular? Readers added it one by one.

With short hands, it was time to go to bed, but Chu Ba didn't dare to go to bed in order to help his son organize the group first.

After Li Yu learned about it, he didn't urge Chuba to sleep, but joined the group. He was the first to become a manager, and like a girl, he boasted about his son's books in the group.

From then on, the group leader and the two managers were all Chu Fan's little vests.

Chu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

It didn't take long for the flowers in the backyard that Bo regret was looking forward to most to bloom.

The appeal of this little rich woman who is willing to spend money is comparable to a big recommendation.

The leader's ecological circle has a strength that cannot be underestimated, and some fire books are supported by them.

Of course, first of all, Huoshu needs to be of high quality. If it is too poor, the mud will not be able to support the wall.

"Daddy, I want to be your operating officer, can I?" Not long after the backyard flowers bloomed and joined the group, they took the initiative to chat with Chu Fan in private.

Of course, that account is still Chu Ba's trumpet.

What the hell is an operating officer?

Chu Ba had to go to the study to find his son.

"Dad, you log into your account on the computer, and I'll chat with her." Chu Fan stepped aside.

Chu Ba's trumpet was actually a work account that was no longer used before. There was no secret, and he readily helped his son board it.

After the backyard flowers bloomed and the private chat waited for the wind to blow the sails, they had been waiting for information.

In the past, she liked being the operation officer or manager of Huoshu very much, for no reason, just to have more friends.

Even if it's just friends online.

In reality, she has very few friends.

No one believed her when she said it, and she didn't even have a girlfriend.

In the past, she also had a few good friends.

But later she saw clearly that they were either out for her beauty or for her money.

Something really happened, one ran faster than the other.

She doesn't regret using humanity to test those friends. If she didn't test them, she wouldn't know how low their bottom line was.

Such a friend, not worth mentioning.

The typical Bai Fumei, she ended up making friends online.

At least, there is not much interest in the Internet, and she will not be hurt by it.

Therefore, I am very happy to grow up with Huoshu and witness its rise and fall.

It's just that recently, she is not too keen on being an operation officer or group manager, and she feels bored.

After reading the book "I Open a Dungeon for Humans", Huakai's heart began to stir again.

It was a good book she had never seen before.

It is said to be an online text, but it is not pure.

It is said to be classic literature, but its intention is too obvious, even clear, without any euphemism.

The so-called classic literature hardly reveals its intentions, saying, oh, this book of mine is just to bring peace to the human race, or to sing praises to those unknown heroes, and to pay homage to teachers who silently make contributions in their posts. likes and such.

There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and that's how it came about.

It is up to the reader to understand.

No matter how you define the book "I Open a Dungeon for the Human Race", Blossoms in the Backyard clearly knows that its poetry and prose are too beautiful, and the degree of surprise far exceeds the charm of its cool writing.

Some poems and articles are so amazing that you don't need much literary attainments to understand them.

But some require extremely high literary skills to understand.

Because of this, the reader stickiness and follow-up rate of this book are shockingly high.

I can understand this easy-to-understand poem and article, why can't I understand others?

If you don't understand, you have to read until you understand.

This chapter says that there must be big guys who understand it, so read this chapter, or express some of your own understanding.

In this way, this chapter is said to be the second home for follow-up reading.

In the chapter of "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi", this chapter said that it reached a terrifying [-]+.

This is only a month's worth of book publishing, and the exposure is still very small.

After a few months, over [-]+ will not be a problem.

Some readers said that they only read this book, and one chapter can be read as a dozen or more chapters, because this chapter has a lot to say and is also very good.

There are sand sculpture readers and knowledgeable readers in it, all of them are talents, and they speak nicely.

"Big Daddy, are you there, are you busy typing?" It only took ten minutes, but the flowers in the backyard felt like I had been waiting for a long time, so I couldn't help but send another message asking to wait for the wind to blow the sails.

On the Internet, Backyard Bloom is very humble, but it has never called an author that way.

They are not worthy of her being named Da Da, but when the wind blows the sails, she feels that in turn, she may be unworthy.

"Yes." This time, after a short wait, Huakai finally received a reply from Waiting for the Wind and Sail.

(End of this chapter)

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