After being broken by Qingmei, I became a top player

When Chen Shuren returned to the villa, he did not take the original route, so he did not meet Li Dao.

Arriving at the lobby on the first floor, Chen Shuren took some high-scoring fruits and a piece of bread and went upstairs to his room.

Throughout the morning, Chen Shuren coded, read, and learned about current events and history. After completing these tasks, he sat in front of the computer and waited quietly.

Because, today is the day when "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" is released!

Editor Liu Huo had reminded him many times early in the morning.

Because scheduled updates could not be set on the day it was released, he could only sit next to the computer and wait until the time came to manually release the ten latest chapters.

Soon, it was twelve o'clock noon.

"Mu Da! It's on the shelves! It's ready!"

After Liuhuo sent him this message, Chen Shuren refreshed the page and saw the VIP volume.

Click Change Volume, then click Publish.

Just like that, the first chapter of Gui Chui Deng VIP volume was released.

But it wasn't over yet. Every minute, Chen Shuren would click publish again. He was relieved when all ten chapters were posted.

When he picked up his phone, he saw the exciting news revealed in Liu Huo's words.

"Mu Da! One thousand subscriptions!"

"Mu Da! Two thousand!"

"Mu Da! Three thousand!"

"Ten minutes, Mu Da! Five thousand in ten minutes!"

Chen Shuren didn't know what this data meant. Only after Liu Huo explained it did he understand the meaning.

"Mu Da, if we go by this figure, we will have at least 50,000 subscriptions on the first day. That's still a minimum! You haven't received enough recommendations for this book. If you continue to recommend it in the future, this score will improve!"

"Mu Da, you don't know that from the establishment of Lingdian Literature to the present, there are not many books that have been subscribed by 100,000 people. If other high-quality and ten thousand subscription novels are the cornerstone of Lingdian Literature in the online literary world, then Lingdian Literature's 100,000 subscriptions are Four beams and eight pillars!”

"Mu Da, when this book is finished, you will definitely get an appointment from Lingdian Literature!"

Watching Liu Huo talking long and long, the smile on Chen Shuren's face grew.

Then he typed a sentence.

"Liu Huo Da Da, if you calculate it like this, how much will your royalties be next month?"

"...Not counting rewards, at least 300,000 yuan is the starting point, and 500,000 yuan is not much."

Chen Shuren's eyes lit up.

"After tax?"

"Before tax."

"That's not bad."

Chen Shuren was very satisfied, and after agreeing to update more, he quit the chat and went downstairs to eat.

Just when subscriptions for Ghost Blowing the Lamp at Lingdian Literature were soaring, Chen Fei from the editorial department of Yangfan Literature was staring at the novel called "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" on Lingdian Literature with a livid face.

Seeing the lively scene in the book review section and the rewards from readers one after another, his face became a little distorted.

"Obviously I discovered it first! Why did you go to Lingdian Literature!"

No matter which editor, when he discovers that a book that may bring him a large bonus and status has slipped from his hands, he will probably have the same ugly expression as Chen Fei at this time.

But he didn't think about his own problem.

If he hadn't been so pretentious and wanted to know more about this potential new book, Chen Shuren wouldn't have thought that there was no hope of signing the contract, so he changed the platform.

But this cannot be blamed on Chen Fei alone, because the atmosphere of the entire Yangfan Literature Network is like this.

A well-established website must naturally have its own style.

"Old Chen, what are you looking at? With such a ferocious expression?"

A colleague was stunned when he saw Chen Fei's expression and asked curiously.

After hearing this, Chen Fei's expression calmed down and he said calmly: "It's okay."

When the man saw Chen Fei like this, he knew that something was definitely going on, but he didn't continue to ask. He still understood this.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he returned to his work station, he saw a message posted by the editor-in-chief of the group.

"Whose hands did the book "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" originally get into for review?"

Ghost blowing out the lamp?

This person suddenly felt a little familiar. Isn't this the title of the novel that was on Chen Fei's screen just now?

But what Chen Fei was looking at was Lingdian Literature’s website!

Thinking of this, the man was suddenly startled, then thought of something, glanced at Chen Fei with excitement, and then replied in the group, "It's not me."

Before he could continue the operation, he saw someone asking the question he wanted to ask.

"Editor-in-Chief, what's wrong with this book? I saw it on Lingdian Literature. It was a popular book that was just put on the shelves today."

"Xiaohuo? Haha, in half an hour, the first order exceeded 10,000 yuan. Call it Xiaohuo?"

"Damn it! You're so awesome, editor-in-chief, you are so well-informed!"

"Well-informed? Luo Youlai, the editor-in-chief of Zero Point Suspense, called me and told me this in person! Guess what? This guy not only showed off to me that he was about to publish another popular book, but also said that this book was originally published On our website, tens of thousands of words were not signed, so I went to Lingdian!"

"Really? Who, who reviewed it!"

"Who is it? Don't even give it a chance!"

"If you come to my place, you will never run away!"

"I read it. This is the beginning. Don't say tens of thousands of words. I'll sign all ten thousand words!"

A large group of editors came and went, talking happily.

Because they knew they didn't do it themselves, they all started talking.

At the end, except for one person who asked for leave but did not come, Chen Fei was the only one left who had not spoken.

Not long after, someone saw Chen Fei leave his seat and walk towards the editor-in-chief's office.

Then, everyone understood who was blind.

Half an hour later, Chen Fei came out of the editor's office with an ugly face and returned to his seat. Without saying a word, he found someone to get the WeChat chat that Chen Shuren left when he registered before, and sent a message to add friends.

But he waited for an hour, but there was no notification that the verification was passed.

…

Chen Shuren was in a good mood after eating.

Maybe he heard Liu Huo talking about the manuscript fee situation for next month, so he rewarded himself with a hundred yuan meal today.

After eating, he went to the reading room on the second floor, ready to enjoy the afternoon.

After all, I don't have to go to school, so even if it's Monday, I have plenty of time.

But what he didn't expect was that there were other people in the reading room at this time.

After nodding with the Xingyu junior student named Zhuo Hangfei, Chen Shuren found a seat by the window, half-lying on the single sofa and began to bask in the sun.

Zhuo Hangfei glanced at him and stopped paying attention to Chen Shuren. He continued to check information and accumulate materials for the creation of this week's theme song.

On the other side, Chen Shuren, who was lying on the sofa, had already used the 10% off customization coupon.

"Chihong, use the 10% discount coupon to customize the song. What songs are available about love?"

"Relevant songs have been screened out. Do you want to check them yourself?"

"yes!"

This function of self-checking is a function that appears after the novice mission.

He had already used it the last time he customized Daoxiang.

This function allows Chen Shuren's consciousness to enter an unknown space, where he can listen to all the optional songs, and his consciousness will return after being selected.

But the consciousness after returning will not remember the songs that were heard before, but can only remember the songs exchanged this time.

It has to be said that the system is very bad at guarding against him.

…

5XL:

Thanks to "I Want a Pistachio" for the reward!

Don’t say anything, just give me a shout!

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