What to do if you become famous too fast

"Four... forty thousand words?"

Hongye was almost scared to death, she swallowed, and quickly persuaded: "Wang Huan, don't you update too much? Your book is now free, and generally you only need to keep the daily limit of [-] words. Stable updates are enough, which can not only ensure sufficient exposure, but also whet the appetite of readers. Too many updates are not good for you. If you have a lot of manuscripts, it is not too late to wait until the book is on the shelves before it explodes."

"It's okay, it's only [-] words! Isn't the audience reading just for fun?"

Wang Huan believed in himself.

"..."

Even Hongye, who has always been intellectual, almost swears.

What's up with Nima's Miki brain?

Has anyone published a novel like this?

Damn readers are so happy, don't you make money?[-] words a day, are you planning to put it on the shelves in five days?

Besides, with your reckless updates, how can our Weibo reading platform use this novel to increase traffic?Isn't everything we've done in vain?

No!

Absolutely not!

Chapter 0341 poetry exchange meeting, what do you want to do?

But Hongye underestimated Wang Huan's self-confidence.

No matter how hard she tried to persuade her, she couldn't change Wang Huanri's idea of ​​changing [-] in the end.

"Then... how many words are you planning to write in this novel?"

Hongye is still holding on to the last hope. If Wang Huan's book can reach more than 600 million words, then there is still plenty of time for the platform to promote it.

"I'm almost done saving the manuscript, and the total length is about 90 words."

Wang Huan said.

"..."

Hongye's heart was churning. When she encountered a good work before, what she was most worried about was that the other party's update was not good enough.She never expected that one day she would be troubled by too many updates from the author.

The novel is only a few hundred thousand words, which means it will be finished in less than a month!

"You change [-] a day, why don't you fly to the sky and stand side by side with the sun?"

She sneered in her heart.

In the past two days, Hongye can hear the song "I Believe" wherever she goes, and many employees in the office regard "flying to the sky and the sun side by side" as a mantra, so she also used this phrase unknowingly lyrics.

After persuading Wang Huan for a long time, he found that he could not change the other party's opinion at all. In order not to make Wang Huan feel disgusted and switched to other platforms, Hongye finally reluctantly agreed to the absurd statement that he would update [-] a day.

"Well, I hope you can update it well in the future. Quality is the most important thing...you can add my penguin number later, and you can ask any questions or requests as soon as possible."

Hongye said bitterly.

"no problem."

Wang Huan said.

After hanging up the phone, he logged into the writer's background of Weibo reading.

After seeing it, I realized why the anchor of Weibo Reading was so anxious to call him.

Because he was almost intimidated by the data.

Clicks: 5 times

Favorites: 6520

Recommended: 8900 votes

Comments: 2301

"In less than a day, the data exploded like this?"

Wang Huan had also read a lot of novels before. He knew many novels. During the two-month public period, even with the promotion, there might not be [-] favorites.

"Isn't the supernatural category a niche? Why is it so popular? It seems that the so-called niche is a lie, but there are not enough good works. Otherwise, as long as the works are good enough, no matter how niche the novel classification is, it can become popular." stand up."

I silently read a few words in my heart.

Read the comments.

Basically, they are all compliments, such as:

"Broken dog, go to hell!"

"The dog author hasn't updated yet?"

"Does the author dare to send out the address? I have accumulated a carload of blades here."

"It's only [-] words. Are you the author a eunuch?"

"..."

Considering Wang Huan's psychological quality that was tempered by the aunt in the live broadcast room, it can be considered that they are all praises.After all, if I write poorly, can someone remind me to change it?The reminder must be because his writing is good, so what is it other than praise?

But update?

Ha ha!

"Ghost Blowing Lantern" will only be updated at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

That's exciting enough!

After browsing the comments for a while, I turned off the computer.

After dinner at [-] o'clock, Zhang Tao was asked to help find a highly skilled makeup artist, who made him into another dark-complexioned, older male face, and then put on a wig with a completely different hairstyle. It wasn't until Wang Huan didn't even know himself that he felt relieved.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I received a call from Wei Shuo.

"Wang Huan, are you alright? I'll wait for you at the gate of Linda's main building."

"Okay, wait for me for half an hour."

About 10 minutes later, Wang Huan appeared at the entrance of the main building. Until he walked in front of Wei Shuo, this guy still didn't recognize him, and his eyes kept darting back and forth on the passing female classmates.

"Don't look, everyone is wearing down jackets, wrapped like rice dumplings, what do you think?"