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Chapter Twelve: The Birth of the Top 100

Crescent is one of the old domestic literary websites and has established good cooperative relationships with many publishing houses, film and television companies, graphic media and news organizations.

With more than 30 years of history, countless literary authors have emerged from here, and are the favorite websites of young people today.

In this era of literary advancement, many high school students, college students, and writers will publish some articles on it.

Less than half an hour after Gu Qing's little match girl published, the robot passed the review and began to enter the editor's eyes. The manuscript was divided into three groups of short stories.

"It's very cold, it's snowing, and it's almost dark again. This is the last day of the year. On this cold and dark night, a well-behaved little girl walked barefoot on the street. She was wearing a pair of slippers when she came out of her house, but what's the use? It was a pair of big slippers, so big that they were always worn by her mother."

The moment I got the manuscript, Hu Yang couldn't put it down. From the first sentence, I knew that this was a writing veteran. It was cold, it was snowing, and it was almost dark again. It was the last day of the year.

The time, place and scene are explained clearly in one sentence without any delay. The second sentence begins to the main topic, the protagonist appears, barefoot, but when he comes out of the house, he has slippers, mother's slippers.

Why did you come out at night? The slippers belong to your mother? Why didn’t you see them? Several questions arose in your heart.

The second paragraph, the third paragraph, and the fourth paragraph, the Populus Hu finished reading this article in less than five minutes, but did not draw a conclusion. He read it again from the beginning, twice, three times.

"Huh!" He let out a sigh, Hu Yang leaned against the chair, his eyes slightly lost, "Which great writer is this? Is this a manuscript submitted by? I can write such a wonderful article, but I will not be an unknown person."

"At this level, he may not be as strong as the top ten websites. He is a completely big shot."

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert looks at the trick. From the perspective of a decade of literary editing, this novel is impeccable. There is no extra word in the whole article, and the idea is long-lasting. It is also mixed with views on society, which is thought-provoking.

From the perspective of a little girl, it interprets the gap between the rich and the poor in the current society, the poor are dead, the rich are heavier, remote mountainous areas, unknown corners, and there are still many match girls.

I read the pen name, You Fang Lao Tuo, and the newly registered author number.

Hu Yang was very interested in this author's information. He thought this should be an old author, and maybe he would be a good person.

I used my authority to search Gu Qing’s information and saw that the column of the 18-year-old graduated from high school was stunned.

"Fuck, is this written by a high school student?"

He hasn't sweared for many years, and Hu Yang is not calm at this moment. He believes this short story, which is written by the old men from the Writers Association, but he actually is a high school student.

It’s like forming a team to play the blackmail, and our teammates killed the opponent’s professional player five times, and after checking the ID, he turned out to be a primary school student.

"Hey! Editor-in-chief, this monthly issue hasn't been published yet? I want to recommend a short story." Without nonsense, Hu Yang sent the little match girl, "It was written by a high school student, it's very weird."

...

There is no computer in the hotel. Gu Qing didn't know that the novel had been reviewed, so he could only play with his mobile phone bored. He originally wanted to chat with Lan Yun, but he never replied if he sent a message.

The next morning, he started the live broadcast and went out for a walk, accumulating fans and rewards every day. Now he is paying attention to fans soared very quickly. It has only been a few days, and in a month it is estimated that it will be tens of thousands, which is comparable to those big anchors.

I checked in to the snack bar and chatted with my water friends. Two days later, Gu Qing's fans exceeded 5,000, but then there was no other one left, and then it soared by 10,000 in a few hours.

Ups and downs, Gu Qing was completely confused. This is unscientific.

Shen Gongbao: "Brother, you are popular."

Miao Renfeng: "Anchor Liu Liuliu, you can't block you at all."

Dingdang Cat: "Sure enough, the system is so powerful and unreasonable."

"What's the situation?" Gu Qing was a little confused.

"On the Internet Cleaning Operation, you don't know if your live broadcast room has been blocked? Not only has your live broadcast room been blocked, but the previous live broadcast website is gone."

"But less than a few hours later, your live broadcast room appeared on other websites. Now it is on the Shark platform, with a bit larger traffic than the previous one."

"Don't worry, we have a group in private. Brothers will not abandon you, and we still hope that the boss will lead you."

"Can the anchor not beat Xiaoqiang to death? I think you are the rhythm of being famous in the world."

"404 warning, check the water meter at home."

After talking nonsense, Gu Qing then realized the whole story. His feelings were stared at by the God of Harmony. However, because his account was not on Earth, he could not block it at all, so he could only block the website he "lives" to.

The live broadcast website was blocked, and the system automatically selected one and started the activity again.

Gu Qing glanced at the personal information in the background, his eyes twitched, and his heart was bleeding.

Host: Gu Qing

Skills: Elementary singing skills, Elementary guitar skills

Reward: 23 yuan.

There have been many local tyrants in the past two days, and they have raised more than 50,000 yuan in rewards. They originally wanted to exchange for secondary developmental medicine to increase their body by a few centimeters, but now they are gone.

Turning off the live broadcast screen, Gu Qing shouted in his heart: "System, are you there? System, your uncle, are you too dark? You just enter but not exit?"

System: "Since the host's website is blocked, it will cost a reward amount to be paid for re-selecting a new website and will be automatically deducted."

Gu Qing: "So I deducted 50,000."

System: "Fans will be taken away automatically, and all your lives will not be discounted."

"Damn!" Gu Qing felt a little cold, "If I say that, would I still owe money if I seal it a few more times?"

"No, the lower limit is zero, but if the system is upgraded, you can enable new functions, such as setting up an administrator, sending videos, and running away will not deduct money."

"What are you waiting for? Upgrade?"

“The current balance is insufficient.”

“How much is needed?”

"It takes one million to upgrade to V2, and you can also draw a lottery. If you draw it once for 10,000, you have a chance to draw an upgrade card."

Gu Qing...

This is familiar with the style of painting, very little Ma.

He could tell from the name V2 that there are V3 and V4 behind the cliff, which may cost.

As for the lottery, haha, the system adjusted a roulette and got the upgrade card 360 times. If you draw 10,000 yuan at a time, the more times you get, the greater the chance of winning.

He won't even beat him to death, he will definitely give him three hundred and sixty blessings.

Taking a few deep breaths and enduring the thought of smashing the system, Gu Qing asked, "Why didn't you speak before?"

System: "You didn't call me!"

Gu Qing...

With a heavy heart, I returned to the hotel. Today's breakfast was no longer delicious. It's 50,000 yuan, and it's gone.

It is not easy to make money in live broadcast rooms than in real life. Most of the people who watch live broadcasts are students, ordinary people, and no rich people. It is good for ordinary fans to give three or five yuan.

After all, rich rich tyrants like Dingdang Cat and Shen Gongbao are among the few.

"Gu Qing, the top 100 voices are coming out, you have passed the audition." Standing by the door, Lan Yun told him the good news as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!
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