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Chapter 213 Public grievances boil

As a college student, staying up late seems to have become a physical instinct.

While I am young, I am unable to stay up late, and when I get older, I am powerless to want to cultivate immortals.

Although the lights were turned off in the dormitory where Liu Hao was, the lights of the mobile phone appeared on the four beds, and everyone was playing with the mobile phone tacitly.

Whoever sleeps first will lose.

He looked at the report on his phone and asked in a low voice: "Do you plan to buy the novel "Get out! Tumor Lord"? How about we join the order?"

Who knew that Xue Wenhong, a roommate who was playing with pesticides, took a break from his busy schedule and replied: "What kind of book is this? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"I'm so dizzy, Qin Chuan's new book! You're too ignorant!"

"Ha??? I don't know when he posted the book! I haven't seen his book since "Zhu Xian". Why does this book sound weird?"

Transformed from the online literature circle to the physical, and then to the micro-blog serialization. Many readers who only read online literature have no idea about Qin Chuan's works.

It's hard to change your hobbies for a writer.

Liu Hao didn’t know if his roommate could do it with both intentions and explained: “Teacher Qin recently wrote a novel about anti-cancer, which is very humorous and funny. The protagonist is a female writer suffering from cancer. I highly recommend you to take a look!”

"I'll try it when the game is over. I guess I won't continue reading. It seems that the female writer is not very immersive when she is the protagonist."

"You can search on Weibo and then, and Teacher Qin has posted the full text. If you want to buy physical books, tell me, otherwise I will place an order by myself."

Xue Wenhong looked at the number of deaths in the team and silently reported the tricked teammate.

I secretly gave the head to someone, as if I were bringing an undercover agent!

When the game encountered a pitfall, Xue Wenhong simply quit. It is not suitable for playing games today, so read novels.

I don't have to worry about the end of the period right now.

The more he got to the exam, the more he was.

"Mouse, what do you think Qin Chuan's new book is called? I didn't download the Weibo account, can I read the rest of the book?"

"No, I can only go to Weibo. There is probably no authorization in other places." Liu Hao answered while finding the novel content on Weibo. "This way, I'll send you the screenshot of his first chapter to you. If you think it's OK, buy it. If not, it's fine. Anyway, physical books are only 10 yuan per book, and two books are 20% off."

"So cheap? Then just buy one for me and transfer the money to you now!"

If it costs twenty or thirty yuan, it will only cost eight yuan.

I just happened to resist the temptation to buy game skins before, and it was more comfortable to spend money on it.

"I'm waiting for twelve o'clock and the sales are not yet on sale."

One of the other two people in the dormitory was playing games, and the other was watching the live broadcast with headphones, so they would not be disturbed at all.

Liu Hao recommended another book and felt happy.

It was still early now, so he continued to discuss with Xue Wenhong that everyone likes reading.

"Now Qin Chuan is writing mystery novels again. It is a story about ancient people as the protagonists, so it should be quite good."

Who knew that Xue Wenhong shook his head, "I still want him to come back to write online articles. It is too inconvenient to buy physical books, and I don't like to read suspense and reasoning very much. No matter how well I write, I can't read it and I'm too lazy to think about it."

This is purely a matter of personal preference.

"I don't know if he is willing to come back. It seems that he makes so much money by writing books outside."

Liu Hao is already a die-hard fan. No matter what Qin Chuan writes, he will read it. It is of course better if it is the type he likes.

"If you have the chance, just go and talk to him in person." Xue Wenhong really wanted to correct Teacher Qin, who was wrongly led to the wrong path.

The idea is good, but it is still difficult to meet.

One is in Xingcheng, and the other is in Yangcheng.

There are 108,000 miles apart!

A thought suddenly emerged in Liu Hao's mind: "A high school classmate was admitted to Xingcheng University of Science and Technology. If he asked him to help him bring the message, would it be fine?"

"Brother Huan, we have already started the final exams, and their school probably won't be able to take physical education classes."

"Okay, okay, let's try again next semester. It's just right to go back to summer vacation to get the relationship done first. I was just an ordinary friend before, but I haven't reached the level of a good friend."

They had tried their best to see Qin Chuan's novel.

I am used to reading books on my mobile phone and suddenly want to buy physical books. I really feel that it is inconvenient anywhere.

Even if you can buy e-books, you can finish reading them in a day or two.

Too few.

Hundreds of thousands of words have just been put on the shelves in the online novel circle, and can only be regarded as seedlings.

Most of the time I can't bear to slaughter.

You have to be fattened!

Not only do they have such ideas, but quite a lot of readers are the same.

You can sell physical books, but you can't throw the roots away!

After the completion of "Zhu Xian" in the first half of this year, everyone waited and waited again.

As a result, all kinds of new books were waiting for.

It seems to have nothing to do with online novels!

Some readers even secretly hope that Qin Chuan's novels will fail so that they can return to the online literature circle.

Unfortunately, one after another was a big hit.

Return is far away!

While Liu Hao was waiting for the new book to be launched, he found that the ad posted by Qin Chuan on Weibo, the replies with high likes were almost always urging the new book.

It seems that everyone has a similar understanding and has similar feelings.

"After writing enough mystery novels, come back and write online articles. Whether it is fairy tale or fantasy, even if it is writing about the city or the second dimension, it will support you!"

"I really don't want to buy physical books. I would rather give you a reward. It's not satisfying to be that short!"

"If it really doesn't work, just write a sequel to Zhu Xian!"

"Can you still see you writing online novels in your lifetime? The recent novels are so boring."

"The feelings are limited, and it is impossible to overdraw them all the time. This is the last novel I support. If I don't write online articles after "Detective Di Renjie", I will exhaust my enthusiasm. Alas, there is no banquet that will last forever. See you again if you are destined to do so."

"To be honest, Qin Chuan, you didn't write online articles, the entire Huayue Network has become a stagnant pool, and there are no popular novels. I want to see something different~~~ Come back, this weird flower~~~~"

You are all right!

Liu Hao praised him one by one. He was a little tired of his hardcore, not to mention the other readers.

It’s really hard to be a reader of Qinchuan!

I followed the online articles to physical magazines, and after I followed the magazines, I wanted to follow physical books.

Where do ordinary people have the leisure time!

It’s almost the same to focus on a platform, and there is no structure at all.

The readers' voices are getting louder and louder.

No one said it before, but now that someone expressed his dissatisfaction, everyone suddenly realized that so many people felt the same!

Now the high-speaking comments are all these replies. Unless you pretend to be blind, you will definitely see them!

When the time came to twelve o'clock, Liu Hao hurried to Goudong Bookstore to pay and place an order.
Chapter completed!
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