The night was getting deeper and deeper. In a simple rental house, Nian Po Vukong was still looking at the computer and the documents on the computer with a frown. It was already past twelve o'clock in the night. It had been a hard day today, and he had already Six chapters of the manuscript have been typed, but there are still four chapters left before the ten chapters he promised every day. ¡è, He only has 2,000 words per chapter, which is not as good as Lu Yang or Tudou, but after writing six chapters, it is more than 12,000. After writing so many words, not only did his hands become weak, but his head also began to change. It has to be a little empty. It feels like the whole person has been hollowed out. But thinking that his book "The God of Plague" has secured the second place in the overall list; thinking that there are only a few hundred votes left before "The Age of Masters"; and thinking that tomorrow is the last day of this month's war, he told in his heart I can't give up at this time. Commitment is important! Since he has promised to have ten chapters every day in the past few days, he must not drop the chain at this last critical moment, otherwise, he can expect that the disappointed fans will no longer fully support him. If you rely solely on swiping tickets, it will not only cost money, but it will also be very easy for people to see. Even if he gets to the first place by swiping votes, he still wants to make the outside world think that he got there based on his strength. He told himself in his heart that this has nothing to do with vanity! It¡¯s to truly become a god! ¡°Only when the vast majority of people believe that he won the championship based on his strength this time can he truly have godhood in the eyes of the vast majority of people. The godhead is inherently invisible. When everyone admits that you are a god, you are the one! Most people don't admit that it doesn't matter how high your grades are. Just like those traditional writers who come to write online articles, the chairman of the 30 Provincial Writers Association came to Qidian to publish books. Logically speaking, these writers' association chairmen should have godhead, right? At least start by inviting the leaders of the Chairman of the Writers Association. And the presidents of the Writers Association should believe that they have divinity and have great appeal to online readers. What is the result? Each one of them is worse than just a new author from the starting point. What started as a PK contest for the works of the chairman of the thirty-provincial writers' association changed again and again, and eventually became a tour exhibition of the works of the chairman of the thirty-provincial writers' association. What Nian Po Kong wants is not the first place with a bonus of only 10,000 yuan, but the godhood! So, even though it was already past midnight, even though his hands were weak and his head was empty, he still shook his head to wake himself up and continue writing. only. In such a state, the plots he created became dry, with almost no excitement at all. ¡ ¡ The night is getting deeper and deeper. Tudou has returned from picking up a girl and is ready to rest. Lu Yang also hugs his wife and falls asleep. Wang Nianpo Vukong, a newcomer in 2009, is still typing in front of the computer. The speed of typing with both hands is no longer as fast as before, and I shake my head from time to time. Or slap yourself on the forehead to wake yourself up. Chapter after chapter, he coded it out mechanically, and then he was not in the mood to check. Just write one chapter and send it out. He didn¡¯t notice at all that when he was writing the penultimate chapter, he was too sleepy. His eyes were narrowed into two slits, and the words mechanically typed by his hand had nothing to do with the content of his novel. The most terrible thing is. He sold himself in this passage. And he was still unaware of it. This situation. In fact, it is not too uncommon in the writing circle. Many people have experienced this situation when they are extremely tired and rushing to write a manuscript, including Lu Yang, who has also experienced this situation before. Because I have been coding continuously for so long, my hands have developed an instinctive reaction. My eyes are so sleepy that I can hardly open them. I am still writing mechanically. Whatever comes into my head, I type with my hands. Suddenly, Nian Po Kong's head suddenly rushed forward, like a chicken pecking at rice, which finally made him temporarily sober up. He casually glanced at the text on the document, found nothing, shook his head and continued on. He wrote without paying any attention to what was going on a little further up, and wrote a paragraph that was enough to ruin his reputation. When he finally finished writing this chapter, he quickly posted it online, then went to wash his face with cold water. When he came back, he opened a pack of plum blossoms again, grabbed a few and put them in his mouth, stimulating them with the acidity of plum blossoms. In my own spirit, I then began to continue writing the last chapter. When he finally finished the last chapter and posted it online, the sky outside the window had already begun to dim, and the night passed like this. Thinking of having to write ten chapters like this tomorrow, Nian Po Vukong smiled bitterly. But when he remembered what Wen Chou said when he was in Wen Chou's original group, he strengthened his belief. Nian Po Vukong remembers what Wen Chou said at the time, "Men should be cruel to themselves! If you don't dare to be cruel to yourself, thenI'll be cruel to you in life! " Thinking of what Wen Chou said, a smile appeared on the corner of Nian Po Kong's mouth, and he said in his heart: "Wen Chou! Thank you for teaching me this! Tomorrow is the last day! I will definitely fight until the last moment! I am determined to win this month¡¯s championship! " Firming this belief, he turned off the computer. He stopped brushing his teeth and washing his face. He ignored the discomfort in his stomach and staggered to the bed, fell on the bed and closed his eyes. What did he write in the penultimate chapter this morning? Pan Shaojie is a high school student who likes to go to the Internet cafe to play games and read novels. After studying in the evening on the 29th, he quietly slipped out of school and did not return to the dormitory. , once again came to the Tianyi Internet Cafe in the alley behind the school to spend the night. Teenagers of this age who like to spend the night online often have a rebellious character, and this kind of character makes them prefer to choose the rebellious spirit of the protagonist when choosing online articles. A relatively strong protagonist who despises all authority and is decisive in killing. It just so happens that the "God of Plague" recently released by Nian Po Void falls into this category. The protagonist has no respect for his teacher and is named the God of Plague. After being sent to the wild land of the lower world, he became dissatisfied with the entire heaven and vowed to defy heaven and kill the entire heaven. This was very suitable for him. Another reason why he came to the Internet cafe again tonight was because he knew " The author of "The God of Plague" said two days ago that there will be ten chapters every day in the last few days of this month. This is of course good news for Pan Shaojie. People who have experience in reading books should know that they like it very much. Sometimes, Pan Shaojie wanted to read the latest chapter of a book first, so he stayed up all night again while playing the game. He felt that it was worthwhile because the author of this book did not break his promise. Even though it was late at night, he would actually publish a chapter every one or two hours. What made him slightly dissatisfied was that there were no chapters in the early hours of this morning. In the past, not only was the plot procrastinating and there was a lot of nonsense, but there were also so many typos that he frowned frequently. But thinking that these chapters were rushed out by the author in the early hours of the morning, he still kept it in his heart because of his love for the book. I forgive the author. I have to say that readers of online articles are very tolerant. At about four o'clock in the morning, Pan Shaojie paused the game again and refreshed the chapter list of "The God of Plague" again, and saw the author's ninth chapter as expected. Chapter. ¡°Not bad! If only all authors were so diligent! " Pan Shaojie muttered to himself, praised it, and started to subscribe to this chapter. "It was okay at the beginning, the plot was normal. Although it seemed that the plot was too bland and there was no passion for watching it, he still felt satisfied. After all, this chapter had only been a few minutes. . He saw it. It felt good to see the first chapter before other book fans. As he looked at it, Pan Shaojie was suddenly stunned because he suddenly saw a paragraph that had nothing to do with the plot. Irrelevant content, the most important thing is that this text is a bit scary "Now it's the second one. Tomorrow is the last day of the month, no matter what. I want to get first place this month! Even if I get thousands more votes, I still want to win this championship! Wen Chou! Wash your neck and wait" "What's going on? " Pan Shaojie was stunned. He thought he was in a trance after staying up all night. He quickly blinked, rubbed it with his hands, and repeated it several times to read the passage, and then to confirm whether this chapter was the chapter of "The God of Plague". Wait for him Even when he was completely sure that he had read it correctly and that this chapter was indeed the chapter of "The God of Plague", he still felt unbelievable that the author of this book would actually write such a paragraph in the middle of the chapter. Isn¡¯t it a typical trick to commit suicide? Even if he thinks so, he must not write it in the chapter! Does he want us to know his determination to win this month¡¯s championship? Or has his author ID been stolen? Is someone trying to trick him? No wonder the content and style of these chapters are very different from the previous ones! Pan Shaojie began to think of a reason to explain the past, but he didn¡¯t know this reason himself. He couldn¡¯t completely believe it, because although the plot of these chapters this morning was bland, the writing habits were not much different from the previous ones. And he had been reading online articles for several years, and he had never heard of any author¡¯s author ID being used. Steal?. In order to gather fans as much as possible, Nian Po Void did not limit the number of book fan groups like Lu Yang did. He established six book fan groups. He just wanted to join the group, whether they were genuine readers or pirated readers. take over. It is also for this reason that Pan Shaojie, like most readers who like "The God of Plague", is also in the group of fans of Nian Po Void. Because of doubts in his heart, Pan Shaojie entered the fan group of Nian Po Void, found Nian Po Vukong¡¯s q`q account, and sent a private message to Nian Po Void. "Great author! Why did you write that paragraph in the middle of Chapter 178? Aren't you afraid that the website will deduct your vote?" Classmate Pan Shaojie meant well, but unfortunately, in order to concentrate on finishing the manuscript, he didn't want to be texted by Xing Tian and others anymore Interference, when Pan Shaojie sent this private message, Nian Po Void q`q was not online. After that, Pan Shaojie sent several private messages one after another, but Nian Po Vukong, who was writing the last chapter in the early morning, never responded. Until he finished writing the last chapter and published it, Nian Po Void did not log in to q`q again, turned off the computer and went to sleep. In fact, when he was writing the last chapter in the early morning, Pan Shaojie was not the only book fan who sent him a private message asking him this question, there were also more than a dozen night owl book fans. ¡°It¡¯s a pity that none of these people¡¯s private messages were seen by Nian Po Vukong in time. If Nian Po Vukong had seen the private messages of these people in the early hours of that morning, and he had promptly deleted this paragraph in the chapter, maybe this matter would not have become a big deal. After all, most of the people who read his latest chapters at this time were She is a die-hard fan of his books, so the possibility of betraying him is extremely slim. But, there are no ifs in life! Nian Po Vukong did not log into q`q again in the early morning. After writing the last chapter, he turned off the computer, fell on the bed and fell asleep. September 30th. On the last day of September, Lu Yang got up early in the morning as usual, went to the gym to practice boxing, went downstairs to have breakfast with Tong Yaqian, and after that, he went out for a walk in the community with Tong Yaqian, whose belly was getting bigger and bigger. For him, this is still a very ordinary morning, the weather is still sunny, the air in the community is still fresh in the morning, walking arm in arm with Tong Yaqian in the community, he still feels very happy. After walking around the community and sitting with Tong Yaqian in the community square for a while watching other people's morning exercises, Lu Yang suddenly received a call. Was it a call from one of his book fans? people. He is also one of the administrators of his Wen Chou original group. The call was connected, and Lu Yang, who was in a good mood early in the morning, greeted with a smile: "Hey! Good morning, buddy! Why did you remember to call me so early in the morning? Isn't it a wrong call? Are you sure you didn't call your girlfriend? I don't "F*ck!" On the phone, Lan? The person made a sound and asked: "Wen Da! Do you know? That Nian Po Kong is committing suicide! He actually admitted in the text of the work that he has been brushing it these days! He also said that he must rank first on the list today. "Do you know?" "Huh?" Lu Yang was really surprised. Tong Yaqian next to him was attracted and looked at him in confusion, "What happened?" Lu Yang gave him a look. and a gesture, indicating that she would wait a moment before speaking. In doubt, Lu Yang asked Lan carefully on the phone? The details that people just mentioned. Waiting for Lu Yang to finish listening? The person explained in detail and ended the call, still finding it hard to believe that he had never heard of an author doing this in all his years in the industry. ??????????????????? Some authors have admitted in their final remarks after finishing the work that they have cheated on votes, but they have never written this directly in the middle of the chapter! That¡¯s not right either! Lu Yang suddenly remembered that there was a popular writer in his previous life who seemed to have done this. The writer was very good at writing chapter texts. He suddenly wrote a paragraph about his recent life troubles in parentheses in the middle of the chapter, saying that he wanted to renovate his house. , asked his dad to get money. His dad didn¡¯t understand him because he still had money on hand. He said in parentheses that he was keeping the money to increase the popularity of his works after they were put on the shelves. His dad didn¡¯t understand him. So he was in a bad mood. Did Nian Po Void do the same thing? With this doubt, Lu Yang immediately logged into Qidian with his mobile phone, found "The God of Plague", and subscribed to Lan? The chapter that the person just told him. Then, he saw the passage written by Nian Po Void in the middle of this chapter. "So arrogant?" Lu Yang opened his mouth slightly, really shocked. (To be continued) PS: Thank you Mr. Mei for the reward of 100 coins, thank you for Looking Back & Looking Again for another reward of 1,176 points, and thank you Du Liu Xiaoyu for the reward of 10,000 coins for becoming the helmsman of this book! ?Thank you!