Start by swapping bodies with a beautiful star

this night.

The battle between "Ghost Blowing Lamp" and "Legend of Mengrou" can be said to be the focus of everyone's attention.

The entire Internet literary circle is paying close attention to every move of the two parties.

After all, it’s even on trending searches.

You know, this is the first time that an online article can be a hot search topic.

So not only the users of Yangshizi itself, but also the Bamao next door, many people come here because of its reputation.

When they belatedly rushed into Yangshizi, they found that the exciting battlefield they imagined did not appear. Instead, the entire Yangshizi website fell into a strange calm.

"What's the situation? Where's the person?"

"Yangshizi is also the largest website in terms of traffic after all. Why are there no people in the book review sections on both sides?"

"What fun would we have if the two sides weren't fighting?"

Just when these readers of Bamao looked at each other.

Someone replied to them.

"You are all concentrating on reading, how can you have time to argue?"

"Reading? What book?"

"What a ghost, haha, the author is crazy about updates, it's so enjoyable to watch."

That's it!

These people realized it one after another, obviously they had heard about it.

It's no wonder that Gui Blowing the Lantern has become very popular on the Internet during this period, and with the uproar today, it can be said that as long as you are a reader of Internet articles, you will know about it.

"Then, let's go take a look too?"

Anyway, I’ve come here, and since I don’t have fun reading it, it’s not a bad idea to read novels.

After all, ghost blowing lanterns are so popular nowadays. If I don’t watch them, wouldn’t I be out of date?

...

In the blink of an eye, more than three hours passed.

The time has come to seven o'clock in the morning.

After Ling Feng finished coding three chapters, he exited the small dark room.

He feels that his current condition is very poor, his coding speed is getting slower and slower, and he can't even conceive the plot of a novel.

There was no choice but to end it.

If he persisted any longer, Ling Feng felt like he would die suddenly.

In the group of authors.

Ling Feng typed and asked, "Has everyone finished writing?"

"Okay, I've coded two chapters."

"I have three chapters."

"I'm sorry, I've only written one chapter. I feel like I've run out of ideas and I can't even hold it in."

"Me too, I drank so much water that I could barely write two chapters."

Ling Feng sighed, why wasn't he like this?

"Thank you for your hard work. Please tally up the manuscripts and send them to me."

Soon, all chapters were completed.

"Feng Da, we have written a total of 56 chapters in the past three hours. Adding the previous 42 chapters, we have written 98 chapters tonight."

"Awesome, 98 chapters are updated in one day, isn't this a sure win?"

"Yeah, no matter how many manuscripts you deposit, you can't save 30, right?"

Ling Feng was shocked when he saw these data.

This is what connections are for!

One hundred chapters, take the lead and lose?

"Thank you everyone. I will hold an offline party in a few days. You can come to my house to drink champagne."

"Haha, definitely."

Ling Feng looked at the manuscripts sent by these authors on the computer with a proud smile on his face.

"Wait a minute, how can we mock the three commanders gracefully and yet generously? We need to think about this carefully."

The next job is easy.

Copy with one click and upload.

After everything was done, Ling Feng started to turn on the ghost blowing lamp and looked at the number of chapters.

What the hell!

Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes widened, and his withered face was filled with a ghostly expression.

...

Gao Yu rubbed his swollen eyes, feeling like his whole body had been hollowed out.

He has been sitting in front of the computer for more than six hours.

Although this level of work was considered child's play in his previous life, three years of poor work has made him no longer as strong as in his previous life.

Now Gao Yu feels extremely tired both physically and mentally.

"That should be enough, right? Wen Wan will wake up soon."

He looked at the published chapters on the computer and said to himself.

For more than six hours, Gao Yu seldom rested and coded one chapter every three minutes. Currently, 3 chapters have been updated.

Originally, he planned to finish the ghost show as soon as possible. Comparing the update speed with others was purely casual.

"Look at how many updates the other side has made. I think he will be scared to death when he sees my update speed."

Gao Yu thought happily.

Then, he froze.

Gao Yu suddenly found that he didn't even know who his opponent was or the name of the novel he wrote.

How to find this?

"Oh, by the way, he left a comment in my book review. Go look for it in the book review."

Thinking of this, Gao Yu clicked on his book review area.

Then he found a new message posted by Ling Feng.

Just three simple words.

"I surrender!"

Sure enough, Gao Yu admitted defeat and smiled. He was not surprised by this.

After all, the number of updates I make is too scary.

But the opponent was so confident at first, so he was probably a tentacle monster.

How much has he updated? Gao Yu was still quite curious.

So he replied: "Oh, I understand, how many chapters have you updated?"

Soon, Ling Feng's reply came.

"Didn't you see it yourself?"

"No…"

In front of the computer, Ling Feng saw Gao Yu's reply and suddenly thought of a possibility, and the look of defeat on his face suddenly became more intense.

"You don't even know what my novel is called, do you? You really don't know me?"

Gao Yu thought about it and found that he didn't have any deep grudge against this person. Since he had already given in, there was no need for him to hold on to him.

After all, only a fool would make enemies for himself everywhere. This was something he understood in his previous life.

"It's windy, who doesn't know about the whole foreign persimmon? I've admired it for a long time!"

"Then what do you want my novel to be called?"

"That one... that martial arts book... something like that, I know it, but I just can't remember it at the moment."

Gao Yu was helpless, why is this person so arrogant?

So he started talking nonsense.

Ling Feng:…

He wished he could slap himself.

No need to ask this question.

It turns out that the other person really doesn’t know him.

Then what is the meaning of doing so many things today?

It turned out that the clown was really me.

Ling Feng was so embarrassed that the whole house was red.

So I typed a line in a hurry and logged off immediately.

"Young people are terrible. This time I am willing to be defeated. Suddenly I remembered something else. Goodbye."

...

Ling Feng left, but he didn't know that his remarks immediately caused the whole circle to explode.

"What happened? Feng Da gave up?"

"What can we do if we don't admit defeat? Fengda has updated chapter 98, and the other side has updated chapter 125."

"There's no set time, so just keep updating."

"The main three commanders are too shady. He has saved the manuscript."

"This... Feng Da should also be saving the manuscript, right? Otherwise, who could update so much?"

"I don't know, but I've read Feng Da's update. What should I say? Maybe it's because I've read Ghost Blowing the Lamp. When I read Feng Da's novels, I always feel like I can't stand it anymore."

"Don't be embarrassed to say it. Just be direct. It's just a piece of shit. I couldn't stand it after reading three chapters."

"He made a bet with someone that he couldn't write nonsense, but he ended up filling people like crazy."

"Not only is it very clumsy, but the context of each chapter is irrelevant, and the writing style is also different. It doesn't feel like it was written by Feng Da."

"Do you think it's possible..."

"It shouldn't be possible, right? Ling Feng is a great author after all, so he shouldn't be able to do this."

"It's just that you are not fans of Feng Da anymore? You are so suspicious of Feng Da."

"I want to quit being a fan. I finally understand the whole thing. The third handsome man is right. He doesn't want to compete with Ling Feng for the number one spot on the list. As for the navy, there is no way to talk about it. He is totally Ling Feng." If you fail to show off, you will be fucked instead.”

"I also think so. The third commander has so many manuscripts in his hands. There is no need to hire any navy troops. Ling Feng must have been unable to steal them by normal means, so he threw dirty water on them."

"Yeah, I don't think the three handsome men know Ling Feng. He is the one who wants to be slapped in the face."

"Then should we still criticize the three handsome men?"

"Spray a hammer, I'm no longer a fan of Ling Feng, I want to watch Ghost Blows Out the Lantern."

"I don't want to lose my fandom yet, but Feng Da has given up, so there's no need for us to go again, right?"

"Yeah, not only is the update speed inferior, but the quality is also not good. I have no shame going to a black man's house."

"There is nothing I can do, the martial artist is lonely."

At this time, a discordant sound suddenly appeared.

"No, why don't you guys stop being the third handsome man? After all, you are also a navy soldier hired by someone else. Can you be a bit professional?"

"Who are you? Who are you a fan of?"

"I am a reader who blows the lamp like a ghost."

"Are you here to mock me?"

"No, we just want you to continue to criticize the three handsome thieves."

At this time, a large group of people suddenly appeared. They were originally waiting for the trolls to continue spraying, but who knew that these trolls themselves began to reflect.

Now the readers who have been ghosting and blowing the lamp are not happy.

"That's right, if you don't complain, how come we have so many new chapters to read?"

"Three handsome thieves are so evil and ruthless. They obviously have so many manuscripts in their archives, but they just won't publish them."

"Do you understand how we felt scratching our heads the past few days?"

"Come on, brothers, spray him to death!"

Ling Feng's fans were immediately dumbfounded. Isn't this a bunch of crazy readers?

You didn’t show your head when we were in the dark, and you came out when we didn’t want to be in the dark.

And looking at this posture, you won't be happy if we don't niggas blow the lights.

Are you going to force us to work?

Isn't this forcing someone into prostitution?

We didn’t have a choice before, now we want to be a good person!

...

Just when this turmoil in the Internet literary circle came to an end.

A hot search quietly appeared in the top three of the list.

#Martial Arts is dead? Well-known author Ling Feng announced his resignation#

Soon, a bunch of comments appeared below, all from older readers who have feelings for martial arts.

"Is Ling Feng worthy of representing martial arts?"

"Ghost Blowing the Lantern just takes advantage of the novel theme. The popularity comes and goes quickly."

"The ghost blowing out the lantern is just an example. Martial arts is the evergreen theme in novels."

"Martial arts immortal, youth never grows old."

"Brothers, save the martial arts and resist the ghost blowing the lamp."

Just when netizens were talking about it.

The well-known and veteran martial arts master, Three Spoons of Salt suddenly posted a Weibo post.

"Martial arts are not dead, the new book "Young Hero Abin" will be released in one month, see you in foreign persimmons!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like pouring water from a frying pan, causing the entire Internet writing circle to boil again.

"Can Sanshao finally take action?"

"Nowadays, the new generation of authors are too lazy. Sanshao must have chosen to take action because they couldn't stand it."

"Haha, the master of Three Spoons has taken action. How can you be so arrogant now that you are watching a ghost blowing a lamp?"

"Three tablespoons of salt? Who?"

"You don't even know about the Three Spoon Master? You little brat, just search online."

"Hiss... Could it be that you relied on the book "Uncle Qin, the Sweeping Monk in the Nunnery" to make him the supreme god with three spoons of salt? Darling, I didn't expect that even he would come out of the mountain."