"The divine eagle flew back, presumably Yingnan was not in the nunnery. But who brought this half arm with it? What was the purpose? It's hard to understand." Just as he said this, the divine eagle suddenly used its steel beak. , pulled the corner of Yingqiong's clothes a few times, and then shouted twice towards Xiepo...
Yingqiong was overjoyed, and told Zhu Wen the direction of Jiefangpo, and asked Zhu Wen to ride the eagle. The eagle didn't wait for Yingqiong's orders, and squatted down beside Zhu Wen. Zhu Wen became more and more happy. He rode on the back of the eagle and flew back into the sky.
"Damn it, the more I look at this eagle, the more awesome it is!"
"If I have such a pair of eagles, I won't change the gold and silver."
"I still want to fly swords, and take people from thousands of miles away. The first level, darling, think about it and it will be exciting."
"Yingnan will also learn Taoism!"
The update of 50,000 words in one breath naturally made thousands of readers happy, perhaps because of the high quality, it was rumored that it was on the shelves earlier. When someone muttered a few words.
For example, I'm still a student and have no money, but few people dare to say that they charge for such a bad book.
Coupled with Chen Ange's intention to speed up the update, the amount of 50,000 words has also blocked many people's grievances due to the reduction in the number of updates in the past few days.
Look, the author of Shushan is awesome, 50,000 in one breath.
Therefore, it was a spectacle, and no one in the book review area even scolded the shelves for paying.
The newly added book reviews are almost all discussing the plot trends of the last five chapters, and each one is full of joy and passion.
"The era of copyright protection is great!"
Chen Ange picked out a few book reviews to reply, and immediately quit.
...
The Golden House Editorial Department!
"Xiaolou, let's go to dinner!"
"No, you can go!"
Rejecting the kindness of having lunch, Xiaolou stared at the desktop intently. On the webpage, it was naturally the background of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman".
Click!
Click!
Click again!
With almost every click, the data in the background changes.
Although it feels exaggerated, I have to say that Xiaolou is really hugging his thighs. The success of "Shushan Swordsman Biography" has made Xiaolou's position in the editorial department soar.
This site has tens of millions of hits and nearly 200,000 collections.
Although this kind of data is not the top in the whole station, but considering that it has only been 15 days since the book was published, it would be terrifying.
"Guess how much Shushan can make for the first order this time!"
"I read it before, and the collection is already 193,000. According to the proportion of general fine works, there should be nearly 20,000!"
"I'll be bold and guess 40,000. "
Tsk tsk, it's a bit scary to order 40,000 songs."
"Isn't it scary to have 193,000 collections within 15 days of publishing?"
"That's true!"
During lunch in the cafeteria, everyone was talking about Shushan After all, such a result is unprecedented. Of course, 40,000 pre-orders are not a record, because earlier on this site's super god Wucai Divine Stone, a book of "The Battle of Kaitian", the first order was 53,000, and it was five at that time. More than 100,000 words were put on the shelves, nearly 300,000 were collected, and it was issued for more than three months.
So far, no one can break the record.
And the five-colored god stone also entered the circle of net text kings by virtue of this.
However, this book lacks stamina. It has been on the shelves for more than a year, and the average price is only more than 30,000.
As for Shushan, everyone knows well that this preacher who suddenly appeared can definitely be consecrated by this book.
The editorial department has a lot of work, and after all, Golden House is one of the leading online novel sites in China. There are countless authors and tens of millions of members. Apart from eating, they are basically stared at by the computer.
It's just that today everyone is a little too insane, and looks at the small building from time to time.
Although they are all editors, after all, they cannot see the background data of other editors. After all, they are equal, so everyone wants to know the real-time data.
It's just that Xiaolou has been silent, and no one knows until after get off work.
...
The next morning, the atmosphere in the editorial department was obviously a little weird.
But you can tell from the editor-in-chief's smiling face with a chrysanthemum that this weirdness is good news.
"Give you a chance to guess Shushan's achievements!" The
editor-in-chief folded his arms and followed the 300-pound chubby paper with a smile.
"Xiaolou, how's your grades, don't give a shit!"
Xiao Yang from the same group asked in a low voice.
Xiaolou shook his head. She acted too much yesterday. The editor-in-chief may have been afraid of her brain hemorrhage. She set permissions at 2:00 p.m. and she couldn't see Shushan's data.
But...
the data from twelve o'clock to two thirty, she can see it clearly.
Looking back now, my heart trembled slightly.
"Cut, forget it!"
The editor-in-chief did not wait for everyone to answer, he laughed: "Please look at the big screen!" The
white screen flashed, and a group of gorgeous data appeared, but when everyone's eyes fell on the most representative data, Totally stunned.
One hundred and fifty six thousand eight hundred seventy-two!
hiss!
The atmosphere froze instantly, like a thousand miles of ice, and you could smell the needles!
After a while, someone muttered to himself: "I didn't wake up?"
"Hehe, I also think I didn't wake up, wife, do it again!"
"..." The corners of
everyone's mouth twitched, speechless.
"Damn it, I knew it was going to explode!"
Finally, Xiaolou sat up in shock, pointed at the data, and blushed excitedly: "It will cost 40,000 in two and a half hours!"
Everyone heard the words and fell silent again.
Even Xiaolou, who has always loved beauty, shamelessly swears in front of the public. It is conceivable how shocking this data is.
Xiaolou quickly turned on the computer and immediately found Chen Ange's contact information.
"The preacher is great, you are so awesome!" The
message went over, but he didn't reply, and Xiaolou didn't care, and he sent messages frantically as if he was talking to himself.
My colleague is very worried when he sees this. Should we send this guy to a mental hospital for a few days?
But think about it very envious.
The authors under their hands have recorded the creation, and even made them feel that they have never come.
This evangelist is arrogant.
"Send the banner, hurry up, let other websites see it, the new god of our website!" The
editor-in-chief waved his hand and ordered.
"Editor-in-chief, we have to contact the evangelist quickly, if we are fooled by other websites..." The
group leader hesitated and expressed his worries.
The editor-in-chief shook his head: "I have thought about this for a long time. Since he only signs the electronic copyright, he has his own ideas. Even if other websites send someone to contact him, he will not immediately sign the contract, so don't worry. But we do have to Throw an olive branch at him, Xiaolou, you are responsible for this matter, even if the other party doesn't sign our contract, you can't let him sign the contract from another station!"
"I see!"
Xiaolou nodded quickly.
At the same time, a large banner was hung on the home page of the Golden House.
[As soon as Shushan comes out, who will compete with you! ]
Eight characters, majestic and domineering, click to enter the data of the fifteen days of Shushan.
From the nameless book that published the book to today's king of the world!
This is the pace of a king!
Those readers who got up in the morning to read the book were just amazed, but the fans of Shushan were happy, especially the old readers who had been in the Golden House for many years, and they were full of ecstasy.
But the most shocking thing is not the editorial department, but the golden house gods who have been watching!
Looking at the bloody data, all the great gods...
stunned!
Where did this preacher come from?
...
Ah owe!
Chen Ange sneezed and touched his itchy nose.
Got a cold?
Didn't he just take a group of younger brothers to kill monsters last night?
The body is a little weak, Chen Ange yawned, turned over and continued to sleep, not caring at all about the huge waves he caused.