Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke felt that he had made a mistake, coughed in panic, and changed his words: "Boss Geng stayed at this bookstore to wait for my update. If something goes wrong, I will feel very guilty."

There was a flash of disappointment in Zhu Wenzhen's eyes.

Tang Ke: "Let's go, I'll take you back to Luming Villa now."

"Your job at the bookstore..."

"It's okay. Minister Wu won't care about me. I'll come back after I send you off."

Seeing that Zhu Wenzhen lowered his eyes and looked very reluctant, Tang Ke thought he was eager to update, and added: "I will write the part for you today and send it to your Zhuangzi later."

Zhu Wenzhen nodded when he heard that Tang Ke was going to Zhuangzi to send him an update at night.

Tang Ke looked up at Geng Xiaobo.

Geng Xiaobo hurriedly waved his hands back and said, "I still have some things to do in the city, so I won't go back with you."

Tang Ke laughed: "Xiao Bo has a lot going on in the city recently."

Geng Xiaobo laughed dryly: "For my son, there is no other way."

Zhu Wenzhen let Tang Ke carry himself onto the horse, leaned against his chest skillfully, and supported his arm holding the rein.

Zhu Wenzhen could feel that when he approached Tang Ke, the other party no longer straightened his back and arched his body guardedly like before.

Although it was only a small change, Zhu Wenzhen was very satisfied.Xiao Ke no longer resisted him as before.

Tang Ke naturally knew nothing about Zhu Wenzhen's careful thinking, and he couldn't see the smile in the eyes of the people in front of him. He hurriedly sent Zhu Wenzhen to the gate of the villa, thinking of the book fans who helped the bookstore, and explained to Zhu Wenzhen : "I still have some things to deal with after work today. I may be late in the villa. Boss Geng doesn't have to wait for me. I'll just pass the update in through the study window."

Zhu Wenzhen agreed casually, and was watched by Tang Ke into Zhuangzi as before.

Tang Ke turned back, went upstairs and sat next to Uncle Wu to write private things for Zhu Wenzhen.

Wu Liangsheng tilted his head to read the article he wrote while reading the little yellow book, "Hey, what version is this? It's so explosive, why haven't I read it before?"

Tang Ke raised his hand to protect the manuscript under his arm, "Don't worry about it, it's a private version that won't be released to the public."

Unreasonably, Wu Liangsheng pulled out the manuscript from under Tang Ke's arm, raised it to the other side and read it.

Tang Ke jumped forward and grabbed the manuscript back.

Tang Ke moved very quickly, but he couldn't match Uncle Wu's speed of catching key words.

Wu Liangsheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "What is this a novel? Are you writing a love letter in the name of a novel? Tell me, who is your friend?"

Tang Ke frowned when he heard this, staring at the manuscript in his hand and fell into thought, "Minister, does this really look like a love letter?"

"Be confident, remove the 'like', this is a love letter." Wu Liangsheng picked up the tea bowl, "Which girl is your boy attracted to? If you don't like it to a certain extent, you definitely can't write such a nasty sentence." .”

Tang Ke didn't speak, but his face sank.

He is a fan of the authorities, and he didn't realize when he started to update the private version of Boss Geng's embellishment, which turned into such a blatant confession now.

At this time, Wu Liangsheng woke up, and suddenly felt that the content was really well written.

Thinking of the scene where he was forced by Boss Geng to read a shameful dialogue at the stone table in the front yard of the study in the villa, Tang Ke shivered with fright, raised his hand and smashed the manuscript away.

"Hey!" Wu Liangsheng raised his hand and took the ball of paper down, "Why throw it away, isn't this well written? The truth is revealed!"

With a sullen face, Tang Ke began to think about how to make the wording appear more appropriate and the content more serious.

Wu Liangsheng leaned over again, "Let me tell you, your little friend is so good, he can't be the handsome young man who came to see you last time, right? Then you have a lot of good luck."

Tang Ke glanced at Wu Liangsheng, didn't bother to pay attention to him, only sighed, and began to seriously review the content of his next private goods update.

When the daily newspaper was delivered that day, Wu Liangsheng slapped the list in front of Tang Ke, "You are amazing, boy!"

Tang Ke looked up and saw the daily sales volume of his novels above - 830 nine copies.

Although it is still impossible to complete the goal of [-] copies within the specified time according to this daily sales, this number has far exceeded Tang Ke's expectations.

He breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

Wu Liangsheng reminded: "Don't be too happy too early, you are still far from success."

But Tang Ke raised his head and said firmly: "Minister, you believe me, you have succeeded, and you don't need to do anything after that. Wait until you win the bet and take back the right to speak from the Customs Department."

Wu Liangsheng was far less confident than Tang Ke in whether the goal of five thousand volumes could be achieved, but he believed in Tang Ke.

He saw a rush in Tang Ke, which was the courage to risk everything and the courage to stick to his heart, the courage he failed to grasp when he was young.

He couldn't help thinking that if he had had Tang Ke's courage at that time, maybe many things would not have ended like they are now.

After a short distraction, Wu Liangsheng smiled, "Okay, don't renege on my celebration banquet."

Tang Ke said "Don't worry", packed up the updated manuscript, and went downstairs to find the book fans who had worked hard all day.

Tang Ke paid everyone five times the market price. These people who were willing to help were all for Tang Ke and his articles. They were not seeking money at all, so they naturally refused to accept Tang Ke's reward.

But Tang Ke insisted on giving it, saying that if he thinks highly of him, he will accept the money, and he will often come to the bookstore to take care of his business in the future.

Dozens of people accepted it, and took Tang Ke to Zhao Xiaoliang's bun shop for supper.The three members of Ye Zi's family moved all the Chunfengzui from the store, and a group of people held a celebration banquet in advance.

Tang Ke drank three jars of wine in a row, and at the end his eyes were red, he stood up shaking, looked at everyone, and saluted.

No matter what storms he encountered in his life, he gritted his teeth and survived, never shed a single tear.

Now, for the first time, her eyes are red, not for others, but only for his fans.

"Without you supporting me from the beginning and standing up to help me when I was most difficult, I would not be where I am today, Xiao Ke."

"What can I do? I am lucky to have such a group of book fans and friends like you."

"I'm very lucky and grateful."

"I...don't thank you for your kindness."

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he picked up the wine jar and felt bored.

Zhao Xiaoliang and the others laughed and said, "Why don't you say thank you, don't you write a few more chapters and update it to thank you!"

Everyone toasted while chatting and laughing, and the people at the table chatted heartily until the moon was high, and then dispersed one after another.

Tang Ke pretended to be full of wine, and rode a horse to blow the wind all the way. When he reached the roof of the study in Luming Mountain Villa, he was in a daze.

Standing on the ridge of the roof, he collected himself, made sure that the study room was pitch black, and Boss Geng should have fallen asleep, so he jumped directly to the window, ready to hand in the booklet.

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness and approached Tang Ke.

Tang Ke turned his head vigilantly, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a python robe and a prince's crown that glowed with a faint blue light under the moonlight.

... King Jing? !

Tang Ke gasped, the blood all over his body froze in an instant, he jumped and flew to the roof, and fled across two roof ridges towards the outside of Zhuangzi.

"Xiao Ke—"

A familiar voice called him from the yard.

Tang Ke's feet froze over the eaves and the wall suddenly froze, stepped on two blue tiles to stop, turned around, squinted his eyes, and saw clearly the appearance of the man in the python robe.

"...Boss Geng?! Why...you...you are..."