Soon, Zhang Fan finally returned to Maoshan Incense and Candle Shop. He put down the rolling shutter door, closed the door, and went straight to the second floor.
The warmth of his store is very good. Even in winter, if you take off your clothes indoors, you won't feel too cold.
After closing the curtains, Zhang Fan started coding tonight's ideas. Turning on the computer and entering Chicheng's backend, he looked at the results of his book and found that the number of clicks had reached 200,000, and the number of favorites was 20,000.
Since this book has just written 280,000 words and is not yet on the shelves, it is not clear how many readers are following it.
In addition to these, Zhang Fan also saw that the number of reader comments in the comment area below has reached more than 10,000.
The first page was full of good reviews and reminders, but after turning to the second page, there were a lot of negative reviews that were discordant.
These negative reviews are all scolding the author, saying that what he wrote is bullshit, that it makes no sense, and that many places are not logical at all.
Among them, a reader whose ID is [Northern Language Yuxi] scolded me the most. He started scolding me from the first chapter and continued to scold me in the latest chapter.
He complained crazily that the writing was too abstract and looked like he had cerebral palsy. Even at the end of the story, they started to criticize Zhang Fan’s family members.
Regarding this person, Zhang Fan was speechless for a while. Do you want to take a look? Look how excited you are. Therefore, Zhang Fan blocked him without thinking, banned him, and then made a complaint.
There is no need to pay too much attention to such a talkative person, who is probably a troll hired by someone else.
Doing that will ruin your mood. But with readers who criticize, there are naturally more representative readers who praise it.
This favorable reader made Zhang Fan remember it in his heart. His ID name is [But Meng Xianren does not know you].
This [But Meng Xianren Don’t Know You] has been praising [The End of Terror] for how well written it is, and wants the author to continue working hard and write more, but also pay attention to physical rest.
Zhang Fan patiently looked through his praises, and when he saw the back, the corner of his mouth also raised a slight arc. This guy is a good person. He not only likes to comment, but also likes to vote for people and vote for recommendations. This moved Zhang Fan very much.
Give me a thumbs up and leave a message. Thank you for your support! After doing this, Zhang Fan happily took a sip of hot water and felt warm in his heart.
This shows that now that he has written, he has attracted more and more readers and has gained more recognition for his articles.
This is a great thing. He must work hard and keep updating, so that he can be worthy of all the readers who support him.
After closing the background page, Zhang Fan still didn't start coding immediately. For things like coding and writing a book, you must have a good mood.
When you write in this way, you feel like you have divine help. Opening the Penguin account, Zhang Fan clicked into the author signing group, first sent an emoticon of a little yellow chicken with a cross, and then added a good evening message below.
As soon as the words came out, it took a few seconds for the author to reply out of politeness. [Hello, boss!
】The person who replied to the message was the author named Sweet Watermelon last time. He said hello in a friendly way.
[Boss, are you a newcomer to the group? 】Sweet Watermelon made a question mark expression with a crooked neck and asked in confusion.
Maybe it’s because Zhang Fan didn’t talk often in the group after he joined the group. Over time, the author forgot about him and thought he was also a new author who joined the group.
[No, I have been in the group for a while. 】Zhang Fan answered truthfully. There are many authors in the contracted author group. Maybe they are afraid that others will recognize their books and laugh at their current embarrassment when they see poor grades. They basically don’t mention their names and just leave pen names.
In fact, Zhang Fan did not leave his own name, but also noted a pseudonym as the author. His author's pen name is Spring Breeze in the World!
【I see! Okay, you work hard, I have something else to do, so I won’t talk about it for now! 】Sweet Watermelon sent a farewell emoji with a fist in the air, and hurriedly logged off, as if she was going to work.
Not long after he went offline, many unfamiliar authors appeared in the group, and they all liked Zhang Fan and expressed their welcome and congratulations to him.
Zhang Fan had known about the author's signing group becoming so involved, but he didn't expect it to be so involved. It was really shocking.
Perhaps because it was night, one author after another popped up and praised Zhang Fan.
At the end, even in the group, the legendary Purple Light God appeared. Following his usual practice, he began to post more than a dozen pictures of naked and thinly clad beauties to the group.
As soon as the picture was released, it immediately caused many authors to cry like ghosts and howls, and they all agreed with words such as "He is worthy of the Purple Light God".
When Zhang Fan saw this scene, his eyes widened and he secretly said, "What a good guy." This purple light god is really worthy of being called a god. Just by looking at this picture of a beautiful woman, he can definitely dominate her. She is uniquely awesome.
Just as Zhang Fan silently sent a message to the Purple Light God, suddenly, at this moment, another great god in the group also appeared.
This great god is called Wan Hongzhuang, and people give him the nickname Da Zhuang. Zhang Fan is no stranger to him. He even added him as a friend a while ago.
Da Zhuang did not speak, nor did he compliment Ziguang God, but silently sent a dog head emoticon.
However, just this dog head emoticon brought the atmosphere in the group to a climax. It is simply more exciting and exciting than the pictures of beautiful women sent by the Purple Light God.
It seems as if at this moment, Da Zhuang has become the author's signing group, the real only god! ! [Everyone, be quiet for a moment!
】Dazhuang was silent for a long time before sending the message. 【Big, strong and awesome! 】【Big, strong and awesome!
】【Big, strong and awesome! 】【A new day starts with being strong and awesome! 】【Brothers, don’t mess up the formation, everyone goes one by one!
】The authors in the group shouted one after another. Among them, the one who yelled the most ferociously was an author named Han Xiaosesu. After his pen name, he also wrote the title of his book.
The title of his book is Demon King's Paradise. [Hey, even Han Da has spoken, awesome! 】Someone recognized the author named Han Xiaosesu and couldn't help shouting excitedly.
【Han Da? 】Zhang Fan was stunned and asked doubtfully. Who is this Han Xiaosesu? Is he the third god in the group?
But this shouldn't be the case. Why didn't those people in the group mention it before? [This new Dongfeng boss, you don’t know something!
The reason why Han Da is called Han Da is because he often writes pornographic novels. You may not believe it, but the pornographic novels he writes are all extra characters in his books. He pays 5 yuan to book them at a time!
】An author provided an explanation for Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan: "???" A pornographic novel about a character in his own book?
Damn, this tastes a bit strong! ! It's amazing. It turns out that this is the awesomeness of Han Da. sharp!
! [I’m a piece of shit, so I just write a little pornographic article to make ends meet and earn some money for cigarettes. Today, a second-rate reader gave me five yuan and wanted me to write a 20,000-word extra pornographic article. , I don’t even have time to write the text myself, so just give me five yuan, which is absolutely impossible!
Then I was scolded and refused! 】Han Xiaosese sneered and showed a vicissitudes of life expression.
Zhang Fan: "..." [Ahem! Everyone, listen to what I have to say! 】Suddenly Da Zhuang sent another message.
[Da Zhuang, please speak! 】【Yeah! Zhuang Shen, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. We know you have a lot of inside information!
】【That’s it, is there any tidbits of news this time? 】 As soon as Da Zhuang said this, the originally noisy group of contracted authors suddenly became quiet.
