Everyone turned to look at Qin Shan. Gu Yu furrowed his brows and muttered, "If I remember correctly, this is already your fourth new book, isn't it?"
"What about the other new books you wrote before? Where did they go?"
Gu Yu had an excellent memory.
Whenever Qin Shan blabbered about great material that could be used to write a book, Gu Yu would silently take note of it.
Up to now, he had heard Qin Shan talk about many new book ideas, but he had yet to see a single one that was fully written!
"Uh... well, actually I did write them! It's all because of those readers! I beg them every day for follows, rewards, five-star ratings and stuff, but they just wouldn't give!"
"As a result, they're just too stingy, and then my new book's performance was not up to par, so I had to switch books!"
Qin Shan laughed awkwardly, not wanting his buddies to know that he was a "eunuch" who left his novels unfinished!
