The Strongest Terror System

After learning about Dong Jie's situation from Xia Hongyuan, Xia Feng's previous small resentment towards Dong Jie was relieved a lot. I feel that there is a "big sister" in the house who can go up the hall and go down to the kitchen, and can beat the robbers and frighten the rogues. In fact, it is quite good in theory.

Dong Jie's side had to provide keys and buy some necessities, so Xia Feng felt that the other party would not come back so soon.

Today, because of Dong Jie's unexpected visitor, he didn't have the heart to go to the gym, so he simply turned on the computer and started to read about his new book.

In the past two weeks, according to the powerful update volume of 30,000 words per day, he has uploaded more than 400,000 words in total. At present, the collection volume is not bad, but the clicks and recommendations are relatively general, and he is at the last place in the classified new book list.

As for the ones ahead of him, most of them are new books by old authors.

Glancing at the comment area below, although there are not many fan comments, there are more than 200.

There are those who give advice, those who have experience in irrigation, and of course, all kinds of advertisements, as well as all kinds of low-end black people who stand on the highest point of subjective.

When Xia Feng first started writing books, he still cared about book reviews, and because others praised him, he would have the fighting spirit as if he had been beaten. He will be sluggish because someone scolds him.

But after writing a few books, he was left with pure numbness to various book reviews.

Because in the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand Hamlets. As a writer, it is impossible for you to ask for this, write this today, ask for that, and write that tomorrow.

People who think it's right will always look at it, and people who think it's bad will either leave, or give you a meal before leaving.

There are just a few results.

But what made Xia Feng a little happy was that he saw that several readers were asking for the book's QQ group again.

It can be seen that his new book has already had a little fan effect.

It's just that he has no plans to open a QQ group yet, thinking about waiting for it.

Just when Xia Feng closed the website and was going to write some more manuscripts, his editor in charge suddenly spoke to him on QQ.

"Prepare to prepare, comfort will be on the shelves on Monday."

To put it bluntly, it means that there is no good recommendation, and it is quietly put on the shelf. Generally, it is to allow newcomers to have an income, so they are allowed to open VIP chapters.

Xia Feng naturally knows what it means to be on the shelves, but his book is obviously good in terms of results. After all, spirituality is the mainstream here, so it's not too much to recommend it on the homepage.

"Editor-in-charge, I am very confident in this book, and I have a lot of manuscripts, and I will update it faster after I put it on the shelves. Can you see if you can arrange a homepage push for me?

My collection of this book is okay. "

Xia Feng sent it over nervously, but the other party replied very briefly:

"The recommendation position on the homepage is very tight."

Although the editor in charge didn't say it directly, but this seemingly euphemistic remark was actually rejecting him.

Xia Feng was very unhappy in his heart, because he was quite confident in his book. As long as the website could give him a similar recommendation, he believed that this book would emerge from the vast sea of ​​books.

But it seemed that the website side didn't want to give him this chance.

However, he can also understand that there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of authors on the website, and there are only a few recommended places. Naturally, they are given to authors who can produce results.

After all, the purpose of running a novel website is to make money. As for the nobility spirit of Hongxing Culture, it is just a casual thing.

So writing a book is the same as doing sales, everything is based on performance.

Without achievements, there is no right to speak, let alone the right to make demands.

Xia Feng felt unhappy in his heart, but after all, he was an old player in this industry, so he quickly calmed down.

It is gold that always shines. He doesn't believe that he updates so quickly every day, and the quality and quantity are guaranteed, so no readers will be able to find him.

Dong Jie didn't come back with a lot of things until it was almost dark.

Xia Feng had just finished typing the words at that time, and was about to find new resources on the Internet to watch and watch, when Dong Jie came back.

Seeing that Dong Jie put down the things he was holding without any effort, Xia Feng didn't want to go to help, but thinking of what happened to her, he felt some sympathy in his heart, so he left the chair and walked over quickly.

"I'll help you get it in."

Dong Jie saw Xia Feng carrying her quilt and walked into the bedroom with the other two big bags. Dong Jie's icy face couldn't help but melt a little, but she didn't say anything and followed Xia Feng with her things. into the bedroom.

"This cabinet contains all my clothes, and there is no place to put them outside, so it's not easy for me to take them.

But I don't have much clothes, and there is more than half of the empty space, which should be enough for you. "

After putting down Dong Jie's things, Xia Feng pointed to the big closet in the strong corner and said.

"I see."

Dong Jie nodded expressionlessly, without showing the slightest gratitude. Just when Xia Feng pouted and was about to go out, Dong Jie suddenly asked:

"If you don't go out at night, I'll cook now."

"doing what?"

Hearing that Dong Jie was going to cook for him, Xia Feng turned his head and asked curiously.

"I only bought eggs and persimmons."

"Scrambled persimmons with eggs?"

"Um."

"Okay, I still prefer this dish."

Xia Feng is actually not a picky eater, of course, as long as he is not allowed to eat turnips. Like white radish, green radish, carrots, as long as they are radishes, he doesn't like to eat them.

Dong Jie started to get busy packing things, Xia Feng then came out of the bedroom, sat on the sofa for a while, and then took out his mobile phone and called Wang Wanru.

"What are you doing, beauty queen?"

"Nothing. I just finished a set of self-study exam papers for next semester, and I'm resting on the bed."

Wang Wanru's voice was still sweet and pleasant, and Xia Feng could feel that she was in a good mood today.

"Self-study exam papers for next semester? It's amazing, a scholar."

"I don't have a good brain, so I can only fly first. What have you been doing lately?"

Wang Wanru took the initiative to care about Xia Feng.

"You may not believe me when I said it. I've been writing novels recently."

"Writing a novel? I remember that your composition never scored 10 points. You lied to me again."

Wang Wanru didn't believe Xia Feng's writing novels at all. Xia Feng was a little speechless after hearing this, but he didn't emphasize it again. At this time, I heard Wang Wanru say again:

"That's great, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will finally start tomorrow. The holidays are really boring. By the way, Xia Feng, have you finished all your summer homework?"

"School starts tomorrow? Uh... and what is summer homework..."

Xia Feng always thought that there were still a few days before the start of school, but he didn't expect to go to school tomorrow. As for the summer homework, he carefully flipped through his body's memory, but it didn't exist at all. It turned out that Xia Feng didn't even listen to it.

"Okay, I knew you couldn't do your homework. But don't worry, I have nothing to do these days, so I made one for you. I'll give it to you when I go to school tomorrow."

Hearing Wang Wanru saying that he had done a homework for himself, Xia Feng couldn't help feeling a little warmth in his heart, although he didn't think there was anything wrong with not doing summer homework, it was mainly Wang Wanru's intention.

"Looks like I'm going to go broke again recently."

"Why do you say that?"

"You've helped me so much, I have to treat me no matter what."

"I think what you said really makes sense."

The two chatted for a while over the phone, and Xia Feng hung up the phone in a good mood. He wanted to pick up Wang Wanru to go to school tomorrow morning, but Wang Wanru was afraid that they would be misunderstood by their classmates when they went to school together. did not agree.

After all, one of the two of them is the teacher's preferred top student, and the other is a poor student who doesn't know how to learn. If the teacher knew that they were so close, the ideological education for Wang Wanru would definitely be indispensable.

Waiting for him to finish the phone call, Dong Jie's side has already cleaned up. The bedroom door was closed for a while and then opened again. Then, Dong Jie changed into a close-fitting pajamas and walked out from the inside with no expression. .

Without even looking at him, he went straight into the kitchen.