Arashi looked at the screen in satisfaction.
The webmaster teacher is so awesome…The novel is so good, and the illustrations are also good. At first, I thought that Battle Through the Heavens would go along the route of Romeo and Juliet, but after reading the update today, I didn't expect it to be a hot-blooded script. I didn't even have the mood to eat dinner after reading it.
Ten thousand words were uploaded every day. The webmaster must be a professional author and had been famous for a long time. Otherwise, how could he produce a book of such quality?
Monogatari was rather familiar, and the characters were pretty good too. It was an extension of a ghost story, and it was really interesting. However, Battle Through the Heavens was still refreshing to me. The female lead was so beautiful…
Station master, please give me your ID, I will definitely be your fan!
Who do you think you are? He updates so many novels every day. How would he have the time to read the book review section? Instead of saying so much, he might as well read a wave. Let's go.
After that, he would be flooded with 'Don't Bully the Young and Poor.' From time to time, he would be cut off and a new comment would appear. However, it could not stop this person from flooding the screen.
However…
There was a very long paragraph in the book review section with many comments. Lan of the Three-Thousand Nunnery took a few more glances at it and couldn't help but smack the table and laugh.
I am a GAL commenter and have a certain number of followers. I have just pinned your website to the top. Can I see it in real life? I really have too many ideas to share with you!
There was a famous blogger who decided to promote his novel for free after reading it!
The condition was to meet him in real life, to share his advice, and to report his blog.
"What if it's a girl?" With this mindset, Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery clicked on it.
As everyone knew, when a girl was a commentator, she was still in the 2D circle. As long as she wasn't too ugly and had more cosplay, the number of followers would be abnormally hot. She was definitely not inferior to second or third-rate celebrities.
If such a blogger was willing to publicize it for free, the Mist of Three Thousand Nunnery would have made a lot of money at this stage.
It was not a matter of money.
With only 500,000 yen on him, he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a day of publicity.
His interest was immediately piqued.
However, when he clicked on it, he saw that it was not a girl, but a mage who lived in the depths of the house, an old geek.
Looking at the number of followers on his blog, Arashi's interest was piqued again.
There were about 300,000 people, which was more than the number of followers of the promotional blogger he invited yesterday!
His own website, NICO, had been posted at the top by this blogger, and there was even a comment that made even Arashi have to take this blogger seriously.
The content of the novel was substantial, the scenes changed naturally, and it was suitable for a wide range of people. The quality was excellent.
The illustrations are so detailed that it's shocking. At first, I thought it was a big game company coming up with a new plan, but later I realized it was a personal production.
Cheers to the laborer. He deserves better results. Not only is the novel completely free, but the illustrations are also impeccable. A
It was written in a simple and accurate manner. There was no exaggeration, no deliberate belittlement, and no temptation. Now, Mist of the Three Thousand Academies knew how this blogger had accumulated his popularity.
This was because his comments were quite honest and full of gold.
Such a person was likable no matter where he was.
Arashi of the Three-Thousand Institute flipped through the other comments or recommendations in the blog and found that it was just as the blogger had said. It was indeed a person from the 2D circle. He only recommended games, animations, light novels, and comics. He had no contact with other business circles at all.
For example, the blogger that Lan of the Three-Thousand Nunnery had invited yesterday would post many business links and make use of their popularity to earn a decent amount of extra money.
However, this blogger did not have any commercial links. He was like a glass of clear water, allowing people to see a conscientious shadow sitting opposite him.
Arashi of Three Thousand Houses even saw many people leaving comments at the top of the comments section. There were also readers of Battle Break and Metamorphosis helping to lead the way.
They couldn't help but sigh at the situation in Japan. The customers were very strict when it came to making money. However, as long as you were free and did a good job, you could get a large number of true fans. When you were ready to make it into a commercial, they would support you without hesitation.
Therefore, in order to get this valuable recommendation spot, Arashi directly poked the blogger's Face.
Then, he directly left the address on the blogger's Face, turned off his computer, and picked up his phone---because that thing had been ringing non-stop.
When he opened it, Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery frowned.
There were eighty-two text messages from the number with Senior Brother's number as the prefix.
This made Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery pay more attention to it. She opened it and frowned even more.
" What do you mean…" Arashi Sanqian looked at the email. It was full of trash talk-have you eaten yet? What did you eat for dinner? Was Japan cold? Wait a minute, none of the questions were repeated…
Did this stoic senior brother of his become a clown after Big Ben smashed his head?
As smart as he was, why would he send these things over for no reason…
Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery rubbed her forehead and replied.
- What is it?
"Did Joshua hit his head on the Tower of London…"
Arashi of the Three-Thousand Nunnery looked at the message on her phone and felt terrible.
Senior Brother, I won't stop you if you want to be a transvestite, but can you not talk to me in the future?
Shaking his head and sighing, another question came from the other side of the phone.
What do you think of Princess Ulrika?
When Mist of the Three-Thousand Nunnery saw this question, she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her.
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