== If you open it, waste some time to take a look. There are two days ==
If there were still two to three minutes left, he would take a look. There was a highlight at the end.
Thank you.
(The highlight is at the end)
The weather was very cold.
Her hands trembled as she typed.
He was very nervous.
After thinking about it for the whole night, he decided to talk about his feelings about the new book.
He wasn't acting pitiful.
He just wanted to say something from the bottom of his heart.
I don't know if you guys read the comments, but one of them was very heart-wrenching. Did you guys see it?
A reader commented,[This book is too poorly written. It's rubbish. I advise you to be a eunuch as soon as possible!] Hahaha, no one will be able to buy it. The data is so bad, isn't it a eunuch? Hahaha!
I won't delete that comment!
I won't be a eunuch either.
However, when she saw this comment, she still felt very heartbroken and even a little sad.
No matter what the reader's motive was, he could tell from this: The data for this book was indeed not good.
I didn't want to be on the monthly votes rankings, fresh flowers rankings, or collectors rankings, but as a salted fish, I still had some dreams. You guys are still reading my book.
To tell you a slightly sad thing, I've been saying at the end of the chapter,'No way? There really wasn't a single flower? So miserable? I advise you to hand over all the flowers in your hands and stick them on my pile of cow dung. I hope you don't fail to appreciate my kindness (laugh ~_~)
However, there were very few people who responded. It was very sad.
I really don't know why readers don't vote, give flowers, comment, or tip anymore.
However, I know that as an author, I want to see the support of my readers the most. Even if you reply with a number of 123-456 in the comments section, I still know: Oh, so there are still people supporting me.
I don't know how many of my readers have written books before, but the first thing I do every morning when I write a book is to look at the data of this book.
Seeing the data increase was really motivating.
Oh…there were a few more flowers. She was happier than when she received a big red flower in kindergarten.
Yay…I still have 10 points after getting a few more votes. I must write well next and not let my score drop.
Someone commented again…Luckily, there were still people watching. Continue to persevere!
Wow... I've got a rich person to reward me. Although it's only 100VIP points, this is an affirmation of my abilities. Keep working hard.
Looking at each piece of data, they all had different feelings in their hearts. In the end, they were all grateful to everyone who supported this book.
When the data doesn't move, I think: Did the readers go out to eat? Or is it because I didn't write it well, causing them to lose the urge to vote?
Sometimes, he thought,"Maybe no one is chasing after me. If I lose my book, no one will care or know."
It was like a lonely person who died unexpectedly one day. Perhaps no one knew that he was already dead.
They would only be discovered when the corpse started to stink.
Sigh…a sigh…
Some readers said,"Don't you have more than 10,000 flowers?"
Lowly author: " You might not know this, but these numbers are probably the results of a few readers 'daily votes. Or rather, they're the results of a few thousand flowers at a time. Or some godly tycoons who just finished reloading their accounts and received flowers, and then sent them to me on the way... Sigh."
A certain reader's father said,"This failed author is very bad. He just wants to cheat us of the flowers in our hands."
Handsome Author: I don't steal or rob. So what if I cheat? Besides, how could a scholar's business be considered a lie?((Laughing and crying ^~^crying))
Hahahaha…(forced smile)
After saying so much, it was still a simple sentence. I hope that you can support this book more. Give me some free flowers, evaluation tickets, and monthly votes. If you are rich, you can give me some tips. 100VIP is also love.
If you are watching, please support and encourage me in any way you can.
I really hope that I won't see comments like,'How can you write such a bad book? You're a eunuch,''This data, cut it up'…
Most of the comments were filled with hope, such as " All the best, author, all the best, I support you "," Don't be a eunuch, I will definitely be the first to order ".
Seeing these comments, he was full of motivation.
Also, let's talk about the rules of adding updates.
Four chapters a day.
Additional rules:
Now I'm short of 1255 flowers (All of you have free flowers)
1000 rating tickets plus one more chapter, now 182 more (You all have free rating tickets)
You have 50 monthly votes plus one more chapter, now you are 13 chapters short (You all have free monthly votes)
If he tipped 5 people, he would get another one. Now, he was still short of 2 people to tip. 100 VIPs was also a form of love.
There was no cap on all the updates. If the updates on the day were not enough, they would be made up later. He would do as he said. He would never cut the knife. Otherwise, his penis would be shortened by 10cm!
Thousands of rivers and mountains are always love. Can you give me a fresh flower?
True love existed in the world, and a gift was also love!
If you are watching, please support me.
A 90-degree bow of gratitude. Thank you.
(Maybe tomorrow, there won't be any flowers or any gifts. If I post this chapter, there won't be any flowers, no comments, no monthly votes, and no gifts, then I won't just be heartbroken, but also helpless.) He probably went to face the wall to reflect on his mistakes with a sad and helpless mood. Why don't my readers support me? Is he jealous of my good looks? (Sigh…)
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