Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 78 Embarrassment
Sure enough, after ten o'clock in the evening, the number of monthly tickets for "God-Level Prodigal Boy" finally surpassed No.3.

Those readers clamored and clamored not to vote, but in fact there were still many readers who voted.

Seeing this kind of result, Li Yukai in front of the computer slumped down on the chair in despair, and smiled wryly after a long time, this is fate!
At this speed, in the last few days, it is impossible for him to overtake the prodigal boy, even if he presents a photo of women's clothing.

Although very unwilling, but more powerless, the mood is very complicated.

After thinking about it, he found Zhao Qian's contact information in the urban author group, and chose to add friends.

"God, why don't you add a friend?"

Li Yukai has also written about the city before, so there is a group of contracted authors for the city.

Zhao Qian, who was typing, saw a friend adding a message, and thought it was some author who came to ask for a chapter, so he almost refused.Because during this period of time, there are not too many authors who come to the door to ask for chapters, which annoys him.

If you are an author friend who is familiar with you, it’s okay to say that the problem is that many of them are unknown to you. After chatting for a few words, you will ask for chapters.

Zhao Qian really wanted to say, brother, we really don't know each other well!
What's more, chat with him directly, leave a sentence "give a chapter + book title", and then stop talking.

I'm sub-Ao, do you want to be like this?

Zhao Qian laughed back angrily, he is not your father, why should he push you?
You have a big face?

I don't even know basic manners, would I give you a hammer? !
It's really speechless to meet this kind of person, and I can really respond to the sentence, "The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds"!
In fact, it is better not to give things like Zhangtui randomly to someone you are not an acquaintance of.Once or twice, the readers of the recommended book are not satisfied, or the other party is eunuch, which will also cause certain damage to the author's own popularity and reputation, so many great writers are not very willing to recommend it to others.And the more you push, the less effective the chapter push will be.

Therefore, when others came to Zhao Qian to ask for Zhang Tui, he would never reply. As long as the other party is not stupid, he will naturally know what it means.

As for whether the other party would hold a grudge against Zhang if he didn't push Zhang, Zhao Qian didn't care at all.Helping you is a favor, not helping you is justified, if the other party can hold him grudges, then you can't give it.

Pull away, return to the front.

Zhao Qian originally wanted to refuse to add the other party's friend, but the mouse paused again, feeling that the other party's ID was inexplicably familiar. Thinking about it carefully, isn't this the guy whose monthly pass was blown up by him just now?
Open the homepage of Qihang Chinese website, find the book and take a look, it is indeed him, and looking at the other party's profile, the chat level is quite high, it should not be a liar trumpet.

What does he want to do with him?Could it be that he lost face after losing the game, and now he is going to scold him back?

Zhao Qian thought about it carefully, and felt that this possibility was unlikely, unless the other party didn't want to mess around anymore, otherwise he wouldn't have to tear himself apart for this matter.

So it passed the verification directly.

After passing the verification, without waiting for the other party to speak, Zhao Qian preemptively asked, "The author of "Cultivation XXX"?"

"Yes, it's me, hello love letter master!" Li Yukai, who was sitting in front of the computer on the other end of the network, didn't expect the other party to pass the verification so quickly, and quickly replied when he saw the question.

Zhao Qian made a cold sweat emoji: "Don't make trouble, I'm just a lucky guy."

I can't call myself a great god now. I have to have two or three books with thousands of orders before I can call myself a great god. Otherwise, it will be very embarrassing if the next book is sold out.

As for good luck, Zhao Qian never denies it.

Although he has never won the lottery, and he has never won the "one more bottle" even when he bought a drink, but he got the Wenchao Gong system, which is luckier than winning 500 million.

It's just that Li Yukai smiled bitterly when he saw the other party's reply.

Good luck is also part of strength, but you are not lucky enough.He thinks that his writing skills are no worse than others, but after so many years, his grades have been stagnant, and he can barely make ends meet.How many people who entered the industry later than myself have now become masters, and almost all of them can order five or six thousand on average. Only myself is still struggling with the boutique line.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply for a while, Zhao Qian asked again: "By the way, what's the matter?"

Li Yukai quickly replied: "No, I just want to add a friend, so that I can get acquainted. If you encounter something you don't understand in writing in the future, please don't hesitate to teach me."

Zhao Qian was ashamed: "I don't have the ability to teach or something. At most, we should discuss with each other and learn from each other to make progress together."

"An expert is a teacher, and the same is true in the field of online writing, so there is no need to be modest." Li Yukai's attitude is sincere, and he is serious.

If a book can become popular, it naturally has its advantages and selling points. As a reader, you may not be able to read it, but as an author, you must study hard.

Zhao Qian replied: "Everyone is just trying to make a living. Don't engage in so many red tapes. If you have any questions, you can tell me. If I can help, I will definitely help. Don't blame me if I can't."

"That's enough, thank you in advance."

Li Yukai didn't say much, it's good to get a reply from the other party, he is not a child, so he naturally knows that it is impossible for someone to help for no reason.

The two chatted casually for a few words, and then went about their business on the pretext of coding.

……

Friday morning.

Three or four classes are intercultural communication.

The teacher in charge of the class is called Long Yue, who is about [-] years old, a teacher who speaks more straightforwardly and has a more decisive personality.But generally speaking, she is more popular with students, because her teaching level is better than some teachers.

It's just that Zhao Qian didn't like this class very much. The main reason was that the things taught were too profound, and it was difficult for him to listen to the whole English teaching.

In comparison, he would rather listen to Maogao Mazhe.

On the podium, Long Yue asked after finishing a passage of the text, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

No one spoke.

Some students were playing with their mobile phones, some were dozing off, some were whispering, discussing where to go on the weekend. Without exception, when they saw the teacher looking over, they couldn't help lowering their heads to avoid her gaze.

After waiting for about five or six seconds, Long Yue looked around the classroom, but no one answered her question, and everyone remained silent.Maybe I understand, maybe I don’t understand, maybe I’m pretending to understand.

I believe everyone knows how embarrassing that sudden silence can be heard if a pin drops.Zhao Qian, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, could even see her face looking a little unnatural.

Zhao Qian couldn't help but think that in such a big classroom, no one pays attention to her, she must be quite embarrassed.It was just to maintain the dignity and majesty of the teacher, so I didn't show it, just pretending not to be embarrassed.

In fact, from Zhao Qian's point of view, as a student, he is not qualified to sympathize with the teacher, because he is also one of the accomplices in creating this awkward atmosphere.

It's just that he always feels that maybe he should do something.

　Thanks to the book friends of "The Beginning of the King's Sin" for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)