Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Zhou Wenli took a deep breath.

Only then did he struggle to look away from Tu Baba.

"Really?" He said lightly, but Tu Baba already held grudges in his heart, "Oh, that's amazing. But the achievements of the elders are always the elders', and we still have to work hard on our own. You are so attached to the elders, after all, Or not."

Tu Baba thought to himself, didn't you mention this because you said I haven't read a book, why did the topic jump to not being able to depend on the elders?

And who is attached to the elders?

I only spoke a few words to you in total, but instead of scolding me, you still say that I am attached to the elders?

Tu Baba didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he didn't even have the idea of ​​cursing, so he shook his head casually: "Yes, yes, yes, then, I'll go back to the room to pack my things first."

The school didn't equip the students with a dormitory robot. The dormitory robot was like a nanny, so Zhou Wenli naturally knew that Tu Baba didn't need to clean up things by himself.

He was just looking for an excuse to avoid himself.

So Zhou Wenli snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Sang Wen's handsome face, he looked up and down a few times, staring at the robot that was handing red fruit to Sang Wen and cleaning his hands just now.

It was purely out of words and asked: "Is this your dormitory robot?"

"Tubaba's." Sangwen replied concisely, without saying a word.

Zhou Wenli chased after him and asked, "What about your dorm robot?"

"I haven't claimed it yet." Sang Wen glanced at him coldly.

Zhou Wenli didn't know why, although Sang Wen didn't look fierce, but it just made people feel that he was very powerful.

Zhou Wenli lost face with Tubaba, and wanted to get it back with Sang Wen, but as long as he lightly met Sang Wen's eyes, he felt as if he didn't dare to speak anymore.

This feeling made him feel bored from the bottom of his heart.

He even found fault with Sang Wen: "...You can't do this, how can you not get your own dorm robot, and use someone else's?"

After all, he stuttered a bit.I'm still holding my breath in my heart, and my heart is still good on Xingwang. I won't scold you two to death on Xingwang!

"Ah."

Sang Wen took another Hongguoguo from the dormitory robot, and after uttering a modal particle indicating that it was a reply to Zhou Wenli, he got up and went back to his room directly with the fruit.

He really didn't have much thought for Zhou Wenli, he could see that Zhou Wenli was the kind of naive and annoying brat just by looking at him.

At this time, Maobula, who was huddled in the corner of the living room to entertain himself, saw that Sang Wen was about to go back, so he got up with a whoosh, and followed Sang Wen's ankle with his short, fat legs. later.

When Mao Bura passed by Zhou Wenli honestly, the whole group was not very happy.

Because he still likes to stroke his fur every day, and at the same time praise his cute Tubaba crazily.

But in the scene just now, even a mentally handicapped person could tell that Zhou Wenli was deliberately criticizing.

Just looking at Sang Wen's expressionless big brother, he didn't dare to be the first to take the knife, so he stared at Tu Baba, who was smiling with messy curly hair.

A sentence of 20% loss and [-]% insinuation, the empire has been dead for [-] years, who has to be a slave to wait for you to speak?

how?Why do you think Tu Baba is not covered? !

Mao Bula can talk, but he usually likes to whine, and that's why Sang Wen told him not to talk casually but only to bark.

So in front of Tu Baba, Mao Bura kept moaning, humming, humming.

But that doesn't mean it can't make other sounds.

So when Zhou Wenli frowned and wanted to point at Mao Bula, Mao Bula turned his chubby body around, and used his dark eyes to look fierce and vicious——

"guna!" it wailed.

It is vague and intentional to make the clear pronunciation continuous, making it into the sound of an animal whining, but it is still easy to hear what it is calling——

Get out!

"...?" Zhou Wenli's finger pointing at it froze in place.

Is this little thing telling me to fuck off?

His mind was filled with this thought for a moment.

But he can't ask.

How can you say "your pet scolded me" to the owner you just met?

This is too shameful and embarrassing!

Zhou Wenli's breath was directly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up and down very uncomfortable.He is not the kind of person who is willing to hold his breath, he is small-minded, and he is willing to be angry for the rest of his life.

Now there is nowhere to vent, and I didn't find a sense of superiority just now, and I was ashamed.

I had no choice but to snort coldly at Sang Wen, but turned around and ran away first.

For Maobula, this is equivalent to a battle victory.

On the one hand, it was happy, but on the other hand, it felt that its reaction was slow, and it should have rushed to protect Tu Baba the first moment he was wronged.

So he secretly made up his mind, twisted his small body super-squeamishly, and followed Sang Wen back to the room.

The competition for the star list is at a critical moment when it is in full swing.

Countless authors and readers are staring at this month's star list, they are on the sidelines, they join in the fun, they want to see how far a newcomer who is overwhelmed and competes for the star list in the first book can do .

Is it because you were hit by other people's fan base and fan stickiness?

Or do you choose to pay for the ranking out of your own pocket for the ranking of the star list?

In fact, compared to the bonuses for the top few stars in the star list, the authors often care more about the ranking.

He even spent money to give stars to his articles, just for a top ranking.The money spent is even subsidized by bonuses and cannot be returned.

But no one is stupid.

When people pay for something, it must be because of its own interests.

high exposure.

No author doesn't want exposure.

There's no All-Star ranking that the author doesn't want to be high on.

No author would not want to—

Star list, No.1.

There is no shortage of spectators in the world.

[Civilization is really determined to create a list of stars... Do you think the old author will be threatened? 】

[Threatened by a fart?They have the contact information of local rich readers, and when necessary, they can send a message directly, and hundreds of thousands of star coins will become stars in seconds and hang on the homepage of their articles?What are you afraid of? 】

[That's right, the author of the great god will not be threatened!So many readers are there for you to read?From the central star to the remote desolate star, across planets and galaxies are people's readers.There is no need for people to take a second look and worry a little more. When other readers see that their author's ranking is in danger, they will naturally take direct action.That appeal is comparable to those of us small parts? 】

[If you want me to say that civilization is still too young.Some people in the forum said that civilization means that middle-aged officers are calm and reliable, but I don't think so.This person... is still very crazy! 】

[The most people who can be impacted by civilization are those who can't climb the star list in the first place.The competition between parts and parts, no matter how noisy it is, can't threaten a big mecha like the master author. 】

Sangwin's editor-in-chief, Tata, likes to fish while at work.

These days, after reading all kinds of discussion posts on the forum, even though the number of stars watching "Dragon Slaying Art" has been increasing explosively and steadily, Tata is actually a little panicked.

He also began to think, should he not suggest that Civilization compete for the star list?

Civilization is a newcomer, and once again became famous on the first order list.

If the competition in the star list is too fierce, and the pressure and impact on civilization are too great, will his mentality collapse?

This is a fatal thing for an author!

Tata hesitated again and again, but went to find Sangwen directly by voice.

"Your grades are really good, really! You broke the subscription record for newcomers, and your subscription has never dropped! You are now among the best in the same period! So don't crash and do something Crazy thing!"

After Tata expressed his meaning with his clear voice, Sang Wen was taken aback.

Because he didn't quite understand why his mentality collapsed and he was fatal.He didn't quite understand what kind of emotion "mind collapse" was.

But he still replied to Tata and expressed his thoughts.

"Editor, let me ask you a question." Sang Wen smiled a bit, "If each of the 100 wealthiest family businesses on Central Star gave you [-] million star coins, how much money would you have?"

He didn't wait for Tata's answer, and asked again: "And if everyone on every planet in the entire galaxy gave you a star coin, how much money would you have?"

Tata was taken aback.

He seemed to understand something, but that emotion only flashed in his mind, and after flying past, he seemed to grasp the tail of that thought.

Are the top few articles on the star list the best subscriptions?

No.

The comparison of the star list is the stickiness of fans.

The subscriptions of the top few articles are not even high, but the author has a lot of fans, and he is willing to spend energy and star coins to rank the author on the star list.

So... civilized he means...

Sang Wen's voice was rational and calm, and seemed to be full of a sense of precision at this moment: "This is the situation I am facing now. What I have to do is to let every reader who subscribes to "Dragon Slaying Art" Hang a star for me."

"This way I can get more than just being on the star list.

——I can even be number one on the star list. "

Tata was completely stunned.His mind seemed to be frozen. At this moment, he couldn't keep up with Sang Wen's thoughts.

Facing Tata on the other side of the optical brain, Sang Wen patiently unraveled the truth of it.

"Not all readers are fans of a certain author."

"Most readers read any article. As long as the quality of the article is good, they will read the article and subscribe. But they don't care who the author is. They can't even remember the author after reading this article name."

"They read the text silently, and always have more or less stars in their hands. They hang the stars casually, or don't care about the stars, just put them in their hands and wait for the stars to expire and dissipate. They don't bother to hang them."

Sangwin repeated: "There are many such people."

"There are trillions and trillions of readers, and they have different personalities and different ways of doing things. The only thing is that they are all exactly the same."

"Readers have empathy."

Having said that, Sangwen sighed softly, and comforted Tata in turn.

"So editor, you don't have to worry about me.

The number of stars in "Dragon Slaying Art" was not determined by fan stickiness and fan base from the very beginning, but by the ups and downs of the plot.And what about the ups and downs of the plot?Again it is up to the author to decide. "

He said this to his editor, Tata.

"In other words, the number of stars in "Dragon Slayer" is decided by me."

The author has something to say: Sang Wen (serious): I made the decision.

Little boy (worshiping face): Hey hey hey hey hey hey handsome!boss!

Zhou Wenli: ...wait for me!

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Thank you, cute little sunshine, for throwing a landmine, Jiumi~ Thank you for inviting me to drink milk tea! ~

Meh, little angel "Ran Xiuning", "Blank", "Sui Jin" feed me the nutrient solution, hug me!Thank you for feeding the eight bottles of nutrient solution, baby, "One Love, One Year, One Year"! ~

I will work hard da da da da da~ (running around)