Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

More than twenty chairs were placed in front of the stone platform, and the many readers who came here to participate in the event filled the seats. Looking at the moving heads, everyone had a straight posture, like students on their first day of school.

However, after waiting for a while, since the two chairs on the stone platform were still empty, some people below became restless and started discussing and talking about their own opinions.

"Are you all here to urge Su Dada to update too?"

"Yes, it's been almost a year since the second volume was published, and only the first volume is available. Some people who don't pay attention to current affairs or have a bad memory may not even know that this book exists!"

"Su Dada really has a new book. Recently I was busy reading the final chapter updated by Lao Nan and didn't go to support him!"

"You have also read the chapter on arbitrary decisions for eternity. Alas! This child who loves to drink animal milk is really miserable!"

"Heaven didn't give me Li... ahem, sorry I said the wrong thing."

"Who cares? He's just an author, so you can say whatever you want! I'm here first. The Emperor of Heaven is so powerful and terrifying!"

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, this is not good. You can't be too immoral."

Once someone starts something, there's no way to stop. It's like when the leading sheep jumps off a cliff, the sheep behind it can no longer be stopped and will follow suit and jump into the abyss.

As long as you quote a few words among this group of readers who have read Nan Zhangsheng's novels, they can have a lively chat even if they have never met each other before.

This is attributed to Nan Zhangsheng, or the novel that he jokingly called a dream scroll, which is a masterpiece in the hearts of many people in another world.

In comparison, the tragic "child" written by Su Ping himself did not produce any quotations, but the text is still full of meaning.

According to these readers, after reading Su Ping's works, they will have different feelings if they read them again after a period of time, and will be able to understand more of the meaning of the text.

Among the many readers, there was one with a beautiful face and a graceful posture, looking like a lady from a noble family, but her curly golden hair did not make her look like a native of Liyue.

This woman was Liu Hui, one of the readers of Su Ping's works and who had met him once many years ago. As the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, she seemed a little out of place here.

But there were many people present, and their identities were naturally varied. Some of them came from families that had been officials for generations, while others might worry about their family business after the event was over.

So no one paid attention to the woman's extraordinary appearance. At this moment, a man next to her asked casually, "Girl, where are you from?"

Liu Hui smiled and replied, "I came here in the name of Master Mu Su."

"Then we are allies. When you urge us to update later, we will have more strength. Remember our slogan later. We will update ten times a day and never give up!"

Liu Hui nodded slightly and said, "Sure."

Everyone was discussing noisily and waiting, until the event finally started. The originally bustling scene suddenly became silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Then the door of the inconspicuous little house opened, and two young men walked out. They walked on the red carpet hand in hand.

Su Ping was taller and he took two steps to get up from behind the stone platform. Nan Zhangsheng had been weak since childhood and was also young, so he took two more steps and reached the stone platform more slowly.

Su Ping, who was walking in front, stood in front of the chair and glanced at the person next to him intentionally. When the other person was about to sit down, he sat down as well.

As soon as I sat down, I couldn't even feel the temperature of the chair when one of the readers below couldn't contain his excitement and shouted, "Lao Nan, Lao Nan, when will the new book be updated?"

Nan Zhangsheng scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

He basically publishes one book a year, but there is no fixed time for when and how many books he will update.

Outsiders may not know the reason, but he actually cannot write with his hands and needs someone to help him. This requires the woman in his family who claims to be his mother to be free.

It is not impossible to let other people write, but Nan Zhangsheng just wants that person to write, because sometimes, there are some words that do not need him to say out loud, the other party can predict it and just write it down, which saves a lot of trouble.

Back to the topic, after the readers' first shout, two factions of "gangs" formed at the scene, one shouting Lao Nan and the other shouting Su Dada.

The two authors on the stone platform, listening to the various words of urging for updates, couldn't help but blush, touch their noses, and have flickering eyes.

However, as a businessman, Su Ping was thick-skinned, so he took it easy for a while before facing it calmly. Unexpectedly, Nan Zhangsheng was even thicker-skinned than him. He even made up an excuse that his family was sick recently and planned to take some more leave.

This statement can be said to have caused "public outrage". What if the author didn't write the book that readers love the most? Cursing, quarreling, and arguing, whatever the matter is.

"Old Nan, you are so shameless!"

"You are so young, why do you like to stop updating like other old thieves? This is not good."

"Young people should work harder. I advise you to update ten chapters tomorrow. Otherwise, don't sleep or eat. It's a waste of time!"

Nan Zhangsheng kept smiling at this, and when he finally had a chance to interrupt, he said, "I'll take a day off, muah!"

These words are so shameless that even looking at the boy's innocent face, it seems that there is a bit more hateful expression. I wonder how many readers have lost their lives due to these seven words.

But fun aside, while readers are urging one author to update his works, they also do not forget to indirectly criticize another author whose works have failed.

It's just that his words were much gentler, because Su Ping seldom showed up in public, and no one knew his character very well, so it was inevitable that they were a little restrained.

Su Ping felt his ears were about to get callused after listening to this, so he quickly spoke up, ready to get the event back on track. After all, if things continued like this, who knew how long the commotion would last.

He suddenly stood up, his eyes swept over every reader in the room, speaking slowly but clearly, with each word pronounced in a clear and melodious voice.

"Everyone, I can actually understand your desire for more updates. I used to be a reader, too. Although I listened to storytelling, when the storyteller stopped and said, 'Stay tuned for the next chapter,' I really felt bad.

The sage once said: "I examine myself three times a day." I am here today to do a deep self-reflection. I will make up for the words I owed during this period before the Lantern Festival! "

Su Ping spread his arms, and the sunlight shone behind him, making his figure standing on the stone platform look like a giant, solemn and dignified.

Seeing Su Ping being so generous, Nan Zhangsheng could no longer sit still. He stood up and shouted, "After today, I will write one chapter a day. Who else?"

These two people are more cruel than the other, and each one makes readers feel "love and hate" more than the other. They want to give up reading the book, but they can't bear to do so.

There was an "old grudge" in the past, but now they have received a "reward", so forget about those requests for updates, as they are going to participate in an event.

Su Ping and Nan Zhangsheng sat down again, and a reader in the audience couldn't help but ask again, about how they viewed each other's works.

On the stone platform, the two looked at each other. Su Ping made a gesture of invitation. Nan Zhangsheng smiled and nodded. Then the two turned to the readers.

Nan Zhangsheng leaned back in his chair, sitting casually, and said slowly: "Since Brother Su asked me to go first, I will be respectful to refuse. However, my ability to summarize is not very good, so please don't be offended if there are any omissions."

Someone immediately mocked, "How can you not summarize after writing so many books? Have you written all the books in vain?"

No one listens to this sarcasm, and even if they do, no one cares, because the quantity and quality of the works are there, beyond doubt.

Nan Zhangsheng sat up a little, no longer leaning on the back of the chair, and said in a straight posture: "Brother Su's book "Cold Eyes and Bitterness", I read it overnight before, and my first reaction was... Haha, it's a bit embarrassing to say it.

I felt very jealous at the time. It was written so well. Whether it was the framework structure, plot ideas, or writing style, it was almost impeccable.

In particular, sometimes a small object that you don't notice can be written into a big picture, which is beyond my ability. Next, I will continue to work hard and try to catch up with Brother Su's plot arrangement as soon as possible!"

These words were so exaggerated that Su Ping's book was almost praised as a classic. This made Su Ping feel unworthy, as well as Hao Yan.

He said that the arrangement was good, but in fact he just wrote it casually based on his experience. Later he thought it could be connected later and deepen the emotional impression, so he wrote it that way. It was not the idea of ​​the previous arrangement.

However, since the other party had spoken so sincerely, it would be impolite not to reciprocate. Su Ping also praised the other party's writing ideas and the miraculous phenomenon of publishing a new book every year and making it a hit every year.

Later, someone asked Su Ping which of Nan Zhangsheng's works he liked the most, and if possible, he hoped to be specific about a certain plot.

This question is actually very easy, but also very difficult. In fact, Nan Zhangsheng's books are all very good, and it is difficult to judge which one is better. It is mainly because people read them with personal opinions in mind.

Su Ping thought for a moment and said calmly, "The book that shocked me the most was The Great Ruler, which had nine dragons pulling a coffin. But the one that left the deepest impression on me was The Snow Blade, where the Grandmaster of the Central Plains refused to fight in the North City.

The book not only contains political intrigues in the government, but also chivalrous deeds in the martial arts world, revenge and the writing is comfortable. Apart from the fact that you have to read it many times to understand the plot, I personally can't find any fault with it.

Maybe it’s because I personally yearn for the blood and iron on the battlefield, and I think this plot is enough to make it a god.”

As soon as the voice fell, a reader showed a look of emotion and murmured: "Master Zhongyuan, you are full of emotion and go to die in a noble way!"

"Alas, the record of the incompetent prince's counterattack to fame... go back and read it again!"

On the stone platform, Nan Zhangsheng saw that the readers were still asking questions, so he moved closer and asked in a low voice: "Brother Su, Xue Zhong is indeed well written, right?"

Su Ping was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I just said it, it's really good."

Nan Zhangsheng grinned and said, "I think so too. You and I are indeed kindred spirits!"

This sounds shameless and disrespectful, but only those who know the truth know the profound meaning behind it.