After reading a lot of comments on the shelves, let alone, Gu Qing almost cried. It was a big miserable scene. It was so miserable. Some of them were green in order to write.

In order to write, some people have been treated with all their respects from relatives and friends, and in order to write, some have wasted five or six years of their youth.

Seeing the end, Gu Qing always supported the first order while watching. Not all authors have the money to reward themselves with the Silver Alliance like him.

For most authors, the first order is their fate. If the first order data is good, there may be recommendations in the later stage. If the first order is not good, it means there is no market, so the editor will no longer care about you and let you die.

As Jia Chun and Wang Dalong were about to finish evening self-study, Gu Qing began to write his comments on the listing.

"I come from a remote mountainous area in the northwest. I am an ordinary family in the countryside. My father told me since I was a child that if you have a dream, you must chase me and you cannot let me down..."

Drinking milk tea, Gu Qing began his miserable journey. He couldn't stop writing. In the end, Gu Hong became a vegetable, lying in bed and encouraging him every day.

"Okay, I made up the above." After the end, Gu Qing started the main text, "The author does not write books full-time, and does not rely on this to make a living."

"Although I don't make a living by this book, I won't finish it at will because of poor grades on the shelves. I will definitely finish it. I'm sure I won't be a eunuch..."

Gu Qing in his previous life also read online articles. The most annoying thing is that the first order is not good, and the author puts the eunuch on the shelves.

If the first order is really too bad, with only one or two hundred people and dozens of people watching it, then the eunuch will be the eunuch. It is understandable that the most annoying thing is the eunuch who is more than one thousand and two thousand, three or four thousand.

The first order of thousands is average, and the third or four thousand is already very strong, but those authors still say that the grades are not good and they need eunuchs, which is too much.

If you can have 3,000 or 40,000 or 40,000 or 50,000. If you can have 30,000 or 40,000 or 50,000, so many people will think it is too little?

This practice is very detrimental to character. Generally, if the author opens a new book, there will be no old readers. The idea of ​​holding a book is destined to fail.

After Gu Qing posted his comments on the shelves, a comment section was left within a few minutes.

"When I saw half of it was about to curse, I thought I could reward five Silver Alliances, but I was not a person who was short of money. Unexpectedly, the author almost couldn't bear it."

"Yes, now I just want to enjoy the novel. It's not about watching the author put it on the shelves and performing miserable things."

"In fact, those who are willing to subscribe will definitely subscribe. No matter how bad those who are unwilling to subscribe, it will be useless. The author has a good mentality, come on."

"I think you have written well. If you stick to it, your grades will not be much worse in the future. If you can write until the end, I will support you in the next version."

Gu Qing replied one by one, thank you. When he encountered a troll, he would delete the comments directly and skip them automatically.

In the lower right corner of the computer, the message flashed, clicked on it, and edited Huyang invited him to join the group, the group name, and the author group.

"Welcome the rich man, the future great god."

"Welcome the rich brother."

"Can the rich man give me a silver alliance? You can arrange the characters and plots in my book at will."

"Boss, please give me a message!"

There are more than a thousand people in the group, all of whom are editor Hu Yang’s authors. Some of them no longer write novels, and some are still serializing them.

Gu Qing looked at it and didn't recognize most of them. Occasionally, there were a few familiar names. They were the masters of this site. However, judging from their speech records, they didn't say a few words after joining the group.

The great gods are all typing, but they are just a few days.

Baima Xifeng: "Welcome newcomers. It's great to have money. I've collected so much at once. I want to make money to change my life. I'll give me the money to give me a reward."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Thank you, I just gave me some rewards and didn't think of too high results."

Baima Xifeng: "Indeed, I just read your book. It's useless to give me rewards. Please cut it early."

Gu Qing had a black face. This person was a little cursed, and he could just speak up. Are you having fun with the five silver alliances I just rewarded?

"I still want to write more, but I didn't want to cut it."

"This is not a matter of writing too much. No one reads you. If you have no writing style, you have no content. If you have no content, you can just have fun with it."

After living for so many years, this is the first time Gu Qing has heard someone say that Gu Long’s novels require no writing style and no content.

Gu Long is as famous as Mr. Jin. Their martial arts are one with sword, one with sword, one with one with one with one with one with one with one with one's own meaning and one with one's own shape. They each have their own strengths and are equally matched.

Now some people say that Gu Long has no writing style and no content. If he changes his world, is his aesthetic difference so much?

Gu Qing searched the pseudonym of Baima Xifeng and found his novel.

"The Legend of the Concubines in the Jianghu."

You can tell by the name that this is a stud novel with martial arts. Gu Qing took a look and thought the data would be very poor, but he didn't expect that the results were very good.

Collect 100,000, and order 6,000.

It seems that his direction is wrong. If he had known that A Bing's high school grades were not ideal, the story that Ms. Bai and Gao Yi had to tell would have been better.

"Every work is the author's hard work. Do you care about how others write it? It's like you haven't brushed the data."

Before Gu Qing could speak, someone in the group stood up for him. The pen name was Qingwu Feiyang, full of the atmosphere of the times, and it was obvious that he was a girl.

"How many people who write novels rely on this to make a living? Most people have jobs in real life, but they just like novels, and they are free to write and play with them."

"If you don't have good grades, you're talking relaxed. You thought everyone was like you. There were more than a dozen eunuch books lying in the backstage, cutting every day, and cutting them all out."

"And I see that Jin Guliang's book is well written, and it has a strong sense of martial arts, which is much better than your little Huangwen."

...

Qingwu Feiyang said that the ancestor was at the beginning. Often, she sent more than a dozen pieces, and only one white horse was released in the west wind, and her mouth was like a machine gun without stopping.

You don’t need to ask Gu Qing, you know that these two must have a grudge.

No one talked to the crowd, just watching them quarrel. Baima Xifeng is the author of the big boss, Qingwu Feiyang is also a big boss, and no one can offend anyone.

Qingwu Feiyang: "Tell me, is the book he wrote trash? @Jin Guliang."

Suddenly being tagged, Gu Qing was a little flattered and nodded, "It's okay..."

The dormitory door was pushed open, Jia Chun and Wang Dalong came back and saw Gu Qing’s chat page slandering people. Jia Chun pushed Gu Qing away and took over automatically.

In Dongyang Film and Television City, in a RV, a girl in her twenties looked at the words "It's okay" and gritted her teeth in anger, cursing: "Bastard, I deserve you to lose."

She kindly stood up and spoke for Jin Guliang, but she didn't expect that the other party would not want to offend people as soon as she spoke.

Now, people admit that the Baima Xifeng wrote it well, but she is not a human inside and outside.

"Elementary school students' writing style, illiterate and joking. What kind of stuff do I want to vomit when I read it. Put a grain of rice on the keyboard, the chicken is better than him."

"My suggestion is, when writing next time, put your feet down and you won't be tired of writing with your feet every day..."

If you are a member of the ancestor, then Jia Chun can be said to be a member of the ancestor for ten years, and you can be so angry that you can be so angry.
Chapter completed!