In the past, Fang Tian didn't write online. He thought it was easy to write novels and this career was very easy. However, when he was a guest writer, he realized that it was really not easy to write online!
The doorway inside is actually very complex, not as simple as you think.
In the future, it's better to be a reader, read books, give rewards and vote. That's really relaxing.
Just came out of the 4S store, and was about to leave the auto city.
Just then, I met a man face to face.
White shirt and grey trousers have a long ambition, which is really a narrow path.
This auto city is very famous nearby. It's not surprising that he will come here to repair cars.
This is after the war, the two people are in poverty and have no way to go.
Since I had a brush, my mother never had to worry about my last result.
Brush again, the world I have.
Brush, brush till the sky is dark and the moon is dark
Wen Zhiyuan thought of a hundred reasons to be a brush.
As the president of a novel website, it really takes a lot of courage to be a brush.
The current situation is that the data of the book "Wulin sword God" in the fantasy world are all handed over to the monitoring of the strong technology network. The monitoring technology of the strong company is not boasted. Once it is found, it will be very troublesome.
Wen Zhiyuan told the technicians of the website to find a way to avoid the surveillance of the strong.
After the meeting, Wen Zhiyuan left the company
Ten minutes later, Meitian fresh flower shop.
Zhang Meiling will come to the flower shop almost every day. Every time she comes here, she will feel in a very good mood and feel more inspired when she writes a novel.
Now, wearing a green cheongsam, Zhang Meiling is taking a picture of a red rose with a camera in her hand.
Just then, a man appeared in front of him, his figure blocked the sun.
Zhang Meiling's little finger lifted her hair behind her ears and looked up at him, who was Wen Zhiyuan.
"It's more delicate than flowers." Wen Zhiyuan looks at Zhang Meiling's pink face and peach cheeks. He smiles.
Zhang Meiling stood up straight and looked at him: "what are you doing here?"
"Nothing."
Wen Zhiyuan laughs: "I just want to tell you that the God of swords has not lost, the magic world has not lost, I have not lost."
Zhang Meiling wrinkled her nose and said, "don't you know the difference between the sword God and the immortal sword?"
"For the time being." Wen Zhiyuan said with a smile: "the God of Swords is still better than Xianjian, and it will soon usher in a big explosion."
"It doesn't matter to me. You don't have to come here to tell me," said Zhang
"I want to remind you that you will be my woman soon. Don't forget to keep your promise."
Wen Zhiyuan smiled and reached for Zhang's chin.
Zhang took a step back and said, "Wen Zhiyuan, please respect yourself."
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At seven o'clock in the morning, Wen Zhiyuan sat on the toilet in the bathroom and read the newspaper.
The plan to swipe the data has come out. He firmly believes that in three days, the collection of "Wulin sword God" will surpass one million, and the recommended collection can surpass five million.
The quality of the two books will determine the survival of the two websites.
You're going to lose. The novel Empire and the beauty are mine.
Wen Zhiyuan is thinking about it. Just then, the mobile phone rings.
He turned around, took his cell phone from the water tank behind him, put it in his ear.
Just connected to the phone, the male assistant sign language hurriedly said: "boss, it's not good, it's not good."
"You can't guess. Your family is not well." Wen Zhiyuan was dissatisfied.
This morning, he had diarrhea and sat in the toilet for a long time. Wen Zhiyuan was not happy when he said that.
"It's really bad," the male assistant said in a hurry. "The data of Swordsman in Wulin has plummeted! Collection plummeted 70%, click plummeted 90%! Data is like taking cathartic, a long way! "
Wen Zhiyuan's face was shocked when he heard the words. His fingers shook and his cell phone fell into the toilet