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Ning Feiyang is not an Internet celebrity, but he has the recent popularity bonus of the Hundred Clubs Project, as well as Wei Shichang's grave-going group fuck data. The Weibo post that was forwarded before and now there are still people queuing up below to call daddy, so these three Weibo posts As soon as it was released, it attracted a lot of attention.
About 60% to 70% of Ning Feiyang¡¯s current Weibo fans have never read her written works. Even if they know that she writes, if you click on her homepage, you will find that there is no novel with less than 350,000 words. , and suddenly lost the idea of ??watching it.
But the new book is different. One chapter is only over RMB 3,000, and three chapters are less than RMB 10,000. There is no charge, so there is no loss in reading it, so I clicked it
And then you can¡¯t get out.
Many people know that writing to become a god requires, in addition to the basic conditions of the author himself, a certain amount of luck. Whether a book is good or not depends on hard work and hard work. If you are lucky, it is just ordinary. This book can achieve gains ten times higher than normal, but if you are unlucky, even if you perform extraordinarily well, you will still fail inexplicably.
Ning Feiyang¡¯s ability to become a minor god proves that her professional abilities are sufficient. Whether it is writing or plot, both are above average. As long as the requirements for novels are not as high as classics, you can basically read it and enjoy it.
Taking advantage of this trend on Weibo, the three chapters she just posted have exceeded 10,000 clicks in just one hour, and the collection has increased like a monkey in the sky. In one hour, it has gone from 0 It rose to 2,000+, and Ning Feiyang's heart almost stopped when he saw it.
What is the concept of two thousand plus an hour?
Before this, has any Jinjiang master ever set such a record?
Ning Feiyang flicked the backend every few minutes and refreshed the backend every few minutes. He did nothing but watched the data increase. The more he looked at it, the drier his mouth became and he felt a lot of pressure.
With so many people reading this bookif she updates it every other day, will someone send her a razor blade?
Before she could figure it out, Chang Le appeared again, and before speaking, he sent a hugging thigh emoji.
¡¾Your data is better than I imagined¡¿
¡¾So do you want to adjust your update frequency? ¡¿
¡¾Take advantage of the popularity and put it on the shelves as soon as possible? ¡¿
Ning Feiyang had never been treated like this before. He was speechless for a moment, with the dialog box open, not knowing how to reply.
She was just thinking about the update, and Changle also thought about it with her, so the update frequency was really adjusted to daily?
However, although she has a lot of time in the past two days, after the second elimination, she may not have time to type. Can one update a day really be guaranteed when there are no saved manuscripts and there is performance practice? ?
Ning Feiyang fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, her cell phone rang, and a call came in.
Ning Feiyang glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Who else would call her at this time?
The caller ID number belongs to Beijing, but the number is an unfamiliar number and I have never seen it before.
Ning Feiyang waited for the ringing for five seconds before answering the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Feiyang, I'm the editor-in-chief of Jinjiang Copyright Department, Qiu Kui, whom we met before."
Ning Feiyang subconsciously sat upright and his tone became obedient: "Hello, chief editor Qiu Kui."
¡°That¡¯s right, didn¡¯t you write a new article at night?¡±
Damn it! Are so many people paying attention to her new post?
Ning Feiyang sighed in his heart and his tone became more obedient.
"Yes, I just posted the beginning of the third chapter. It is an article about the age of rebirth, about the male protagonist."
"Well, it's like this. A person in charge from Xiang Yang just called me. Oh, it's Xu Tao, whom you met last time. They are also very interested in your new article. Not yet. I want to confirm my cooperation intention with you first, so as not to be cut off halfway by others. As for the price, I will try my best to help you get it, do you think that¡¯s okay?¡±
Xiangyang Film and Television! Cooperation intention!
Ning Feiyang felt like his head was hit by a sledgehammer, and he felt a little dizzy.
When she saw a master in Jinjiang selling the copyright of the Wordless Heavenly Book before, she was filled with envy, but now this big pie has just fallen on her head?
Although her book is not a wordless heavenly book, it was attracted by just one beginning. It is not far away from a wordless heavenly book!
Thinking of this, Ning Feiyang opened his mouth and replied: "Okay!"Everything is the same?
Could it be that this is some hidden industry rule?
Before Ning Feiyang could say anything, Lin Xinyi changed the subject.
"I also read your new novel. It's good. Are you going to take time to write in the evening?"
"Maybe, it depends on the situation. If there is no time, I will stop updating. Anyway, everyone knows that I am busy recently."
"Well, it's getting late. You should take a rest quickly. There is a dance class tomorrow."
Dance class is a physical class!
Thinking of what happened in the dance class before, Ning Feiyang's little heart trembled and he entered the bathroom with a straight face.
And before going to bed, she couldn't help but check the background again.
"Two hours after posting, the collection is less than 100 and it will break 3,000.
¡°As for the first book she wrote in Jinjiang, until it was completed, the total book collection was less than 3,000.
So there is no difference without comparison.
Fortunately, this gap is her own progress. She is just happy. If she hadn't wanted to control her weight, she might have ordered barbecue takeout to celebrate for herself.
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Ning Feiyang had a dream.
She dreamed that she was buried in a pile of money, and all the money exuded a charming fragrance. She used the pile of money as a swimming pool, effortlessly swam three times in it, and then held the money and sprinkled it into the sky. , and then used his face to catch the floating notes. While catching them, he said sincerely like an advertisement: "The skin care effect is perfect, and I will be a little fairy every day from now on!"
Then continue swimming.
She was not tired at all at first, her speed was fast and slow, sometimes breaststroke, sometimes butterfly stroke, and occasionally dog ??paddle. Sometimes she would dive to the bottom, and when she looked up, she could see the light of the sun shining through the gaps in the money. The stars are dotted and very dazzling.
Then, from a certain moment, she suddenly became tired. She lay on the pile of money and took a long time to move it. The bills that were still 100% skin care before became heavier and heavier like lead weights, making her breathless. .
Ning Feiyang was suffocated to wake up. When she woke up, she realized that she had somehow slept in a prone position with her face buried in the pillow. She was really out of breath.
Drowsily, I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It was still more than two hours before I got up.
Having a dream made her extremely tired. The two hours were like the extra rest time given to her by Duke Zhou, which made Ning Feiyang feel happy from the bottom of her heart. Then she turned over, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.
In the past two hours, she didn¡¯t dream at all. She slept until the alarm clock rang. Then she sat up and yawned as if she had regained her health.
Picking up the phone, staring at the screen with squinted eyes, clicked on the Jinjiang app, then clicked on his own author homepage, clicked on the new article to view the article information.
3749 collections, 4893 comments, 20343 clicks on the first chapter, 20125 clicks on the second chapter, and 25336 clicks on the third chapter.
No matter which way you look at it, the results of this book are as good as she could imagine.
Great!
Praising himself sincerely in his heart, Ning Feiyang got out of bed, brushed his teeth and washed his face.