Help the Queen of Heaven to save the situation, she lusts after my body

Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment, then tentatively stretched out his hand and placed his palm gently on her belly. He could clearly feel Lin Wanqing's body shaking.

"You, feel it carefully." Lin Wanqing's voice was trembling, her eyes were a little panicked, she took a few deep breaths, and then took a sharp breath.

Lin Wanqing taught very carefully, teaching sentence by sentence, demonstrating and explaining at the same time.

Xu Nuo also listened very carefully. The two of them were fully immersed in it, and neither of them noticed when there was a knock on the singing room door.

"Xiaoqing, you..." Liu Shulan knocked on the door a few times and then pushed it open. What she saw was this scene.

Xu Nuo placed his hand on Lin Wanqing's belly, and the two sang line by line.

Liu Shulan was dumbfounded. She was shocked and locked the door behind her back. "Xiaoqing, promise, you guys..."

"I'm teaching him to sing." Lin Wanqing's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and took a step back.

Xu Nuo quietly took back her hand, coughed and said, "Sister Liu."

Liu Shulan looked at the two of them with suspicion and said to herself, "You think I'm a fool. Why haven't I seen you teaching people to sing like this before?"

After carefully observing Lin Wanqing, I didn't see anything wrong.

Looking at Xu Nuo again, he also looked natural. Are you in love? It was a bit different, and Liu Shulan was a little undecided.

"What's wrong, Sister Liu?"

"It's nothing. I just came to tell you that there is an announcement the day after tomorrow, and you have to leave tomorrow."

"I see."

Xu Nuo looked at the time and said hello to the two of them, "I'll go back to work first."

After he left, Liu Shulan grabbed Lin Wanqing who was about to slip out, and said with a serious face: "Xiaoqing, are you in love?"

"No."

"Haha, I can't control your affairs, but I'm afraid it will be very difficult for your family." Liu Shulan said lightly.

"Sister Liu, you are thinking too much." Lin Wanqing opened the door and went out.

No matter how you look at it, you feel a little guilty.

Xu Nuo returned to the office and first changed the lyrics that the old man asked for. They were similar to the version given to the city bureau, and the general content remained unchanged.

After sending the lyrics to the old man, I promised to open the writer's assistant and take a look at the data. It took a long time to reach the recommended position and increased by 100 favorites. The effect can only be said to be very poor. In the same period, there was an increase of thousands. It felt like it was going to be cold.

There are twenty comments, and only half of them complain that the plot is too slow, the protagonist is too useless, and it’s not enjoyable at all.

Half of it is encouragement and support, saying that the rhythm is very good, so we should gradually upgrade.

Xu promised to delete comments that were directly offensive. Such comments were worthless and would discourage other readers.

He has read the book "Shading the Sky" several times. The pace was really slow in the early stages. After obtaining the Taoist Scriptures, Ye Fan began to have a golden finger, and the pace became slightly faster.

To really get exciting, the big black dog has to appear.

"Editor, am I going to get cold?" Xu Nuo sent a message to the editor.

"Emmm, almost."

"Is there any way?"

"If you can break the news, you may be able to change your destiny."

"How many more do you need to explode?"

"The more, the merrier."

"Then I can write 30,000 words a day?" Xu Nuo thought about it for a while. During this period, his coding speed has improved, basically about 4,000 words an hour.

Eight hours and more than 30,000 words, not a lot of pressure.

“No matter how many updates you make, it’s useless if you can’t guarantee quality.”

Xu Nuo is happy, just kidding, I don’t need to think about the code at all, quality and other things, that is what Chen Dong should worry about, what does it have to do with my red-haired monster.

For three hours in the afternoon, Xu Nuo typed furiously on the keyboard, almost typing out sparks, and finished coding six chapters and uploaded them.

"Brother Xu, who are you chatting with?" Chen Fang came over, good guy, the keyboard was typing loudly.

"No, I'm writing a song." Xu Nuo win+D quickly switched back to the desktop.

Chen Fang had a look on his face that said, "You think I'm stupid? Are you joking? Who writes songs and bangs on the keyboard like crazy?" "What about the songs you wrote?"

"Nuo, I just finished writing it." Xu Nuo didn't change his expression and played "He Must Love You Very Much".

"..."

Chen Fang retreated and could only lament that people are different. Damn, the chat was so lively and he still had time to write songs.

The update is indeed effective, and the collection increased by 500 in the afternoon.

But this is far from enough, at least more than half of the people need to advance.

Xu Nuo thought about it for a while, damn, just typing is not enough, I am still working, the impact will not be good, I have to do some extra tricks.

He opened the scarf and sent a scarf using the account Nuoyan.

"I recently read a novel called "Shading the Sky". The plot is more exciting. I recommend everyone to read it. You can search it directly on the Qiyue app."

The promised account already has more than one million fans, all of whom are fans.

From the time I registered my account until now, I have posted several scarves, all promoting songs. This is the first time I have posted a scarf that has nothing to do with the song.

The scarves were given out and a lot of fans came out.

"You're so angry, why did you promise to read novels?"

"What kind of class am I to read the same novel as you?"

"My account was hacked?"

"Where are the new songs? Let me ask you where are the new songs? Even the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this."

"The name is very retro. I'll go check it out."

Xu Nuo smiled slightly, opened the Writer Assistant and looked at the background data. The number of collections increased by 500 in an hour, and the growth rate was still rising.

The number of comments in the comment area began to increase, and many of them were fans at first glance.

For a time, the comment section of "Shading the Sky" became a gathering place for fans.

"What's going on? Why are there so many promotional songs?"

"Walked at the wrong set?"

Soon a fan from Bibo explained to them, "The author of "The Wind Rises", "The Year in a Hurry" and "Dislocated Time and Space" recommended this book on Bibo."

The comment section became happy, and book friends and fans were discussing the topic lively.

Early the next morning.

The great author Tentacle Monster, who is firmly ranked first in the new book list, clicked on the list and was stunned. I went there and he actually dropped to second place.

As a great author, he couldn't get the first place even though no other great author had published a book. He couldn't afford to lose this person.

The first was "Shading the Sky". He clicked in and took a look, and found that this book had obtained the collection badges of one thousand, three thousand, five thousand and ten thousand at the same time yesterday. This means that it had at least 9,000 collections yesterday, more than It might be nearly 20,000.

"Holy shit, what kind of animal is this?" The tentacle monster was completely confused. He clicked on the comment area and received 1,000+ comments.

After briefly browsing the comment area, the tentacle monster finally figured out what was going on. Damn it, he actually asked for foreign aid.

The tentacle monster was a little unconvinced. He clicked on the first chapter and started reading. When he first read it, he had a look of disdain on his face. That's it?

The further back he looked, the less sure he felt. The quality seemed to be pretty good.

The tentacle monster opened the group of great gods, "Brothers, yesterday there was a newcomer who didn't follow martial ethics and actually asked people from the entertainment industry to promote him, pushing me to second place."

"Big guys, help me." The tentacle monster sent out py invitations to all the masters. You have your py, and I also have mine. Each one depends on his ability.

For a time, almost all the great masters opened new chapters, solemnly recommended the new book on Tentacle Monsters, and swore that the book was very good.

Red-haired monster + promise VS tentacle monster + a group of great writers, a new round of competition begins.