I want to be a big star
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After Li Ke posted this Weibo, her fans were no longer calm.

"Cocoa powder, hahaha, did you see that? Ke has already commented, what are we waiting for? Pick up your keyboards and let's rush to the enemy's position.”Li Ke's number one fan said.

Many people began to curse at the Nine Provinces Master's Weibo.

The fans of Nine Provinces Master still wanted to resist, but when they saw Wu Ailin read out the sales of 'Wuxia Tale,' they were completely speechless.

Not only that, but someone had even recorded the scene of the Nine Provinces Master escaping dejectedly.

Despair. The Nine Provinces fans were completely in despair.

Completely defeated!

Many people even silently canceled their attention on the Nine Provinces Master.

"Did you see that? The Weibo post posted by the Nine Provinces Master at 10 o'clock has been deleted. Hahaha!"

"There's one more thing. The fans of the Nine Provinces Master actually dropped by more than 10,000. On the other hand, Lin Mo had 15,000 fans.”

"I really didn't expect that a Nine Provinces Master who had been in the martial arts novel world for decades would actually be crushed by a kid, and he left in such a down-and-out state.”

It had to be said that many people on Weibo began to discuss Lin Mo.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes had even become a hot topic on Weibo once again, and the number of views had actually reached 10 million.

His two poems,"Climbing the Flying Peak" and "Looking at the Mountains", had also received millions of views.

"Hmph, people like Lin Mo only know how to play to the gallery. Even if the sales of The Legend of the Condor Heroes are good, does this represent the peak of martial arts? There was probably still a big gap between him and the Nine Provinces Masters, right? Could it be that just because he wrote two poems, he called himself a literary scholar?”At this moment, a musician who was certified by Tianyu Huachen Co., Ltd. spoke.

This was a complete mockery of Lin Mo.

He posted another Weibo post." Maybe Lin Mo will come to compose some lyrics and say that he is a musician. Then, he will also post a poem like this and say that he has reached the peak of music, right?"”

The comments below were also very lively.

"Haha, don't tell me, that guy might really know how to compose lyrics and music just to please the crowd. But…haha, who dares to sing?”

"If he can write a poem that is as good as Mr. Yi Run's, I'll livestream eating sh * t.”

"I'll livestream eating two catties of sh * t!"

"I'll eat three catties!"

This also caught the attention of many of Lin Mo's fans, who tagged him.

Lin Mo looked at it helplessly.

The fans of this musician Yi Run were really good.

Moreover, some people actually shouted out to eat a bucket of shit, and some people were even unconvinced and ate a truckload of shit.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was completely convinced and silently gave this brother a thumbs up.

"Ahaha, what did I just see? Lin Mo likes this guy."

"Don't you have any sympathy? He's already eaten a truckload of sh * t. How can you not like it?”Then, Lin Mo posted this Weibo.

"Hahaha, you should like it!"

"I have to like it!"

"Ordinary people can't do such a thing. It doesn't make sense not to like it.”

In an instant, the comment section of that guy gained thousands of likes and became a hot topic.

That brother was also very depressed. Wasn't it just bragging? Did you have to go to such lengths?

"Xiao Lin, this Yi Run isn't someone to be trifled with. The Nine Provinces aren't considered to be in the entertainment industry, but this Yi Run is quite famous in his music industry. Moreover, many B-list celebrities have asked him to write songs. He even wrote songs for a Heavenly King.”At this moment, Uncle Wang reminded him. Clearly, he had also seen Weibo.

Lin Mo nodded and searched for Yi Run's information on Baidu.

Indeed, as Uncle Wang had said, Yi Run's name was not small in this circle.

The reason why Yi Run targeted Lin Mo was that he was also a fan of the Nine Provinces Master.

This also made Lin Mo sigh. There were still many people who read Nine Provinces novels.

However, so what if he had status in the entertainment industry?

What was he afraid of?

You scolded me and you're not letting me speak?

Lin Mo was not the kind of person who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

However, this matter did not cause too much of a commotion. Lin Mo ignored it and continued to write the Legend of the Condor Heroes. He also looked at the system during his break.

His points had already reached 500,000.

However, Lin Mo did not draw again. Instead, he bought some memory search capsules.

Apart from having a meal after work in the morning, Lin Mo had been typing in front of the computer.

Sometimes, Uncle Wang and the others were even afraid that Lin Mo would break the keyboard, but the quality of the keyboard was not bad.

Whoosh!

When it was almost time to get off work, Lin Mo finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, he handed the manuscript to the printing department.

When the people in the printing department saw the manuscript, they were shocked.

"Isn't this guy abnormal?"

"What's wrong?"

"He…he sent out the manuscripts for four days.”

"What is it? I heard that he's writing on the spot. Many writers don't write as much as he does in a day in a week. The number of manuscripts he submitted today is comparable to the monthly submission of other writers.”

Many people admired Lin Mo greatly.

He had to admire her.

He wrote a month's worth of manuscripts in a day, not to mention that Lin Mo's novel was extremely popular.

Not only was it popular, but the sales were also heaven-defying.

Wu Ailin, Sister Shen, Yu Mengmeng, and the others also found out about this.

They looked at Lin Mo and could only give him a thumbs up.

Two words to express it: Awesome!

Before work, Wu Ailin also announced the sales volume.

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