"You are so sick and pretending to be pitiful. Look at the mortals. PK's comments on "The Song of the Gods" are so passionate! If you don't pretend to be pitiful and don't cause hatred, just talk about your strength."

"You can admit defeat in July, you are not as good as mortals."

"The protagonist of the novel you wrote is, it's fine if your parents die, but your wife is even taken over by someone else. Later, she gave her concubine to others to play with. Look at Xie Wendong, who is written by ordinary people. As long as she is a beautiful girl, she is my own!

I am already disgusted by my leader when I go to work. I just want to relax when reading online articles. Think about which one of your books or mortal books can relax me?

By the way, I wish you a cuckold like the protagonist you wrote, and you are always on your head."

"You must be jealous of mortals."

Zhu Ye was so angry that he immediately refuted and replied: "After all, I am a good writer in July Chang'an. What is he a mortal?

I am jealous of him? PK will only come out today. It’s not certain who will win!”

However, at this moment, his QQ rang.

In the lower right corner, the editor Pidan's avatar is constantly flashing.

Click to see.

Pidan: "In July, the results of this issue of pk have come out, you haven't advanced."

Zhu Ye's eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.

But he replied with his fingers trembling, "Isn't there still a day?"

Pidan: "Well... I'm honest, don't think it's too bad. Do you think your data can catch up to half of the mortals in one day, no, one tenth?

I'll notify you in advance, because I want you to be mentally prepared and save you from losing too ugly."

July Chang'an: "That... Big egg, is there still hope for my book?"

When typing these words, Zhu Ye's body was trembling.

He is just a bowl of online literature. If this book fails, it means he has no income for at least a few months.

Pidan: "I have told you a long time ago that it is for your own good that you will not put your books and mortal books together. Now it is too late for you to regret it.

Rules are rules. Each book can only be pk once. If you lose, you will have no chance. If you want to be on the shelves now, I can consider giving it to you directly.”

Looking at Pidan's reply, Zhu Ye's heart was cold.

On the shelves?

As for this data, he was just trying hard to update it. He earned two or three thousand a month and was dying. He didn't earn as much as he did when working in the factory!

July Chang'an: "Then... the book that won the bad guy in this issue of PK?"

When asked this, Zhu Ye still felt a little lucky in his heart.

What if it is another book?

But Pidan's reply once again made Zhu Ye's heart sink to the bottom of the sea.

Pidan: "That's of course! Other people's books are the Baimeng God Book, and our website has not had many books yet! With the unanimous agreement of the editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief, it was decided to let the bad guys skip two rounds of PK competitions, directly promote it through omni-channel, and then put it on the shelves."

Skip PK and directly promote omni-channel!!!

Zhu Ye felt like he was dreaming.

Omni-channel promotion is the best book on the entire website that will only be promoted once in a lifetime!

Nowadays, under the increasingly fierce competition, without 2 million words, it is almost impossible to qualify for omni-channel.

But now Pidan told him that if the mortal books are not on the shelves, they will be promoted through all channels!

this……

This great god doesn't have this treatment!!!

Zhu Ye sat in front of the computer and was stunned for a long time without moving.

During lunch, my wife called her name as soon as she entered the house.

Zhu Ye burst into tears.
Chapter completed!