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She suddenly admired the author named Shimiji. Before she finished writing the book "Rebirth: Great Sword of Soldiers", her writing style evolved to this level. I hope he can still maintain this level in the future!

This was her thought before she fell asleep.

...

Zhao Yan dreamed again today.

It was not a sleepwalking, but possessed Lu Yang like a ghost. What made Zhao Yan feel magical was that he remembered that he was drunk before he entered the dream, but after entering this dream, he found that his consciousness was sober, which was no different from before he was drunk.

After being surprised, Zhao Yan felt a little disappointed. It would be fine if this time it was not sleepwalking. Lu Yang was not reading or writing a manuscript this time, but chatting with book fans in a group of book fans called Wen Chou Yuanshi Group, the kind of nonsense!

Let’s take a look at the nonsense in this group! Zhao Yan can’t stand it anymore.

Xuantian Sect: "Black dog! Are the black dogs there?"

Chi Zhong: "Black Dog! Come out and chat!"

The Dark Tenth Generation: "Black Dog? Who is the Black Dog?"

The scenery on Taiping Mountain is beautiful: "Together ask! Who is the black dog?"

Xuantian Sect: "Haha! Who is the black dog? Stand out by yourself!"

Damn: "Hehe! The black dog has disappeared!"

Wuwen: "Xuantian Sect! I am incompatible with you! Damn your grandma! Now everyone calls me a black dog! I will change my name immediately! I am not allowed to call me a black dog in the future!"

Wen Chou: "Who can tell me why Momo is called a black dog?"

Chi Zhong: "Hehe! Wen Da asked Momo himself!"

The Dark Tenth Generation: "Mumo is a black dog? Why?"

Thunder God Group: "Do you have the heart to die silently?"

Lan?ren: "You are so talented, Xuantian Sect!"

The car on the asphalt road: "Well, aren't you afraid of ruining Momo with this?"

Wen Chou: ""Mu Mo! Why do you call you a black dog?"

Xuantian Sect: "Wen Da! Read Mo Mo's name separately!"

Pool: "Black dog, black dog, no text! It is called black dog for short!"

Wuwen: "Xuantian Sect! My Grass, you uncle! Can we still have fun? There is also the pool! It's a good friend for life! Is it interesting to you?"

Wen Chou: "Silent! Satisfaction!"

Chi Zhong: "Silent! Sacrifice by the way!"

Lan? Ren: "Mumo! I sympathize with you on behalf of the organization! As for the black dogs! Since everyone likes to bark so much, you can accept your fate!"

Luo Qingchen: "The name has been changed! Please don't call me a black dog again in the future! Thank you!"

Wen Chou: "Momo! Why is Luo Qingchen? What does Luo Qingchen mean? Why is it better to call Luo Hong?"

Thunder God Group: "Okay! This name is much better than Luo Qingchen! Support is called Luo`hong!"

Chi Zhong: "Wen Da! You are so rippling! But I like it, hehe!"

The 10th generation of Darkness: "Support! Strong support, silently call Luo`hong!"

Xuantian Sect: "Hahaha! I'm so laughing! I'm so laughing! Let me laugh for a while!"

Luo Qingchen: "..."

Luo Qingchen: "Wen Da! You disappointed me so much! Can we still have fun together?"

...

Zhao Yan had known that Lu Yang's pen name was Wen Chou, and he also knew that he had many book fans, but he still couldn't accept it when he saw that he was so unconventional and nonsense with the book fans. However, Zhao Yan was quite envious of Lu Yang's ability to get along with these book fans like good brothers.

How great would it be if Zhao Yan had such a group of book fans?

The dream of this night was very simple. Lu Yang did not write novels or read books. Lu Yang went to bed after chatting with book fans. Zhao Yan was sadly aware that after Lu Yang fell asleep tonight, he could not control Lu Yang's body. He could only look at the dark bedroom. He seemed to be a ghost imprisoned here, unable to go anywhere or do anything.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and his consciousness gradually became drowsy and seemed to have fallen asleep in the end.

...

The next day, Zhao Yan woke up as usual at the alarm ring on his phone, and his mind was still a little drowsy after a hangover, but his energy had recovered a lot. He got up, washed up, went downstairs to practice boxing, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast. When he came back, he also brought a serving for Zhang Peng.

Today is Monday, and I will go to class later. Zhao Yan is changing clothes. Zhang Peng is eating the breakfast Zhao Yan brought him and the soy milk that Zhao Yan brought him on his computer desk.

Zhao Yan, who had practiced boxing in the morning, was no longer as sluggish as a hangover, but Zhang Peng was still a little listless, had messy hair and a pale face.

"You are so perverted! I drank so much wine last night, and I am so in good spirits today! I was not drunk last night, but I am not as good as you, really! Alas!"

Zhang Peng looked up at Zhao Yan, who was energetic and sighed with some envy and jealousy.

Zhao Yan smiled and was about to answer his words when his phone suddenly rang.

"You answer the phone first! A busy man!" Zhang Peng waved his hand and continued to lower his head to eat his breakfast. Zhao Yan was not polite to him. He picked up the phone he had just placed on the bed and found that it was Wang Qin calling.

What did he call to do this early morning?

Zhao Yan was a little confused and answered the phone and asked, "Brother Wang! Is there anything wrong?"

Wang Qin's voice on the phone was a little depressed: "Mr. Zhao! We went back to rest after the celebration banquet last night. I didn't expect that I didn't know who, but I organized a lot of naval troops to spread our rumors all over the place. I won't say anything else. Mr. Zhao's book review area has exploded! Otherwise, you can check the Internet first before talking? I can't explain it clearly on this phone with one sentence or two!"

"Oh? OK!"

After hanging up the call, Zhao Yan's eyes were still confused and thought to himself: Someone organized a navy army to create our rumors? What kind of rumors do we have for them to make? Even if we are catching the wind and shadows, there must be a shadow for them to capture!

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Peng, who was almost finished breakfast, noticed Zhao Yan's abnormal expression and asked casually.

"Zhang Peng! Let it go!"

Zhao Yan suddenly strode towards Zhang Peng, reached out and turned on the computer on the table. Before Zhang Peng could react, he had already pressed the computer's turn on the computer.

"You have to go online early in the morning? Are you mistaken? Are you trying to drive me away on purpose?" Zhang Peng felt a little aggrieved, but he still changed his seat with the breakfast he had not finished. He didn't walk far away, but he held it in his hand. While continuing to eat, he stood behind Zhao Yan watching what Zhao Yan was going to do suddenly online.

The computer is successfully turned on, and you have the sword energy to log in. Enter the page of "Rebirth: The Great Sword of Soldiers". Directly pull the web page to the book review area.

Zhang Peng blinked his eyes and stood behind Zhao Yan watching Zhao Yan operate these things. It was precisely because of this that he saw the same information as Zhao Yan at the first time in the chaos in the book review area of ​​"Rebirth: Great Sword of Soldiers".

After a few quick glances, Zhao Yan understood what Wang Qin said to him on the phone just now. The book review section of "Rebirth: The Great Sword of Soldiers" has fallen, and all of them have negative attacks and insults.

"Damn!"

Before Zhao Yan could make a sound, Zhang Peng, who was standing behind Zhao Yan, saw that the review area of ​​Zhao Yan's book became like this. Seeing the content of the attacks on several of the posts, Zhang Peng's face changed and he blurted out.

Zhao Yan looked at the negative comments in the book review area, narrowed his eyes and suddenly burst into laughter. He thought of the book fans Lu Yang whom he dreamed of last night. At that time, he was still thinking how great it would be if he had such a group of book fans. He never expected that such a scene would be presented to him early in the morning. Is this the so-called dream and reality the opposite?

"Mad!"

Zhao Yan suddenly heard Zhang Peng behind him cursing, and then ran out with footsteps. Zhao Yan turned around in confusion and happened to see Zhang Peng running out of his bedroom.

Zhao Yan lowered his head and saw a bun that Zhang Peng had not finished eating on the floor behind him, and half a cup of soy milk was left.

"What's crazy about this guy?"

Zhao Yan shook his head speechlessly, but he was not very angry. Before the college entrance examination, Zhao Yan didn't see a few book reviews praising him, most of which were scolding him. He had long been used to it.

This time, there are only a few negative posts in the book review area of ​​"Rebirth: The Great Sword of Soldiers". The most important thing is that these posts do not attack the creativity and content of his book. Instead, Yu Qiluo's reward of 50,000 yuan, Zhao Yan doesn't think this is a big deal. No matter how fiercely these people attack, what if there are many negative book reviews?

He only needed to give Wang Qin and the others a sentence. Soon these negative posts would be deleted, and it would be fine if he didn't delete them. Zhao Yan remembered that there was a saying in Lu Yang's world: Whether it was a good reputation or a bad reputation, when time passed, people only remembered their reputation! Many strange figures in Lu Yang's world seemed to be popular in such a hype. This door, this sister and that brother were criticized in public opinion, but those people at the center of the public opinion storm became celebrities, making money and making money.

Zhao Yan never thought of having such a name, but after knowing those deeds, Zhao Yan felt that negative news was no big deal. As long as he didn't care, no matter how fierce others criticized him, he would not lose anything.

Negative impact on sword energy?

Zhao Yan didn't think this would affect the popularity of sword energy. The author who left this incident was not worthy of retention, because a person with such a mind would never be able to write a good work without changing his mind and would leave.

reader?

As long as there is sword energy, good works can continue to appear, even if most readers no longer read his works by Zhao Yan, they can just continue to read works by sword energy.

"Bang bang!!Bang bang!! Xu Ping! Xu Ping! Xie Dengyun! Xu Ping Xie Dengyun, you two bastards! Shameless villains! Get out of me! Get out of here!"

Zhao Yan was still leisurely here. Just as he was about to call Wang Qin, he suddenly heard Zhang Peng slamming the door and scolding in the living room.

"Call the soul? Zhang Peng, what nerves do you make?" This was Xie Dengyun's dissatisfied voice.

"What's the matter? Zhang Peng? It's early in the morning." This was Xu Ping's response.

Zhao Yan's eyes turned around and contacted Zhang Peng who ran out just now. Then contacted Yu Qiluo's text message yesterday afternoon only Zhang Peng saw. So the rumors on the Internet, the attacks and insults posts in his book review area...

Xu Ping? Xie Dengyun?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan's face darkened. (To be continued.)

ps: Thanks to hwq, that eye is so messy, the little bird relied on the bar to reward 100 points, Qi Yanshang 200 points, Book friends 151114144122847, Xiao~ Xiao, Brother Hu rewarded 588 points online, thanks to the leader Chen Xiao 0607 for another reward of 10,000 points.

Do you still remember Zhang Geun-suk? Our old book fan, he recently wrote a book called "American Manor Owner". Friends who have time will help you support me!
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