Start as a top student after transmigrating.

Let's talk about both sides.

After ending the call, Chen Dong didn't waste any more time and quickly got into writing mode, ignoring everything else and working himself to the bone until the early hours of the morning.

Three and a half chapters, plus the half chapter left over from last night, making four chapters in total.

Only then did he log into QQ and open the author backend.

The first thing I received was a series of QQ messages.

Chen Dong accepted friend requests from several editors-in-chief and chief editors of the website. They were all still awake at this hour, or rather, they had already gone to sleep, but they still chatted with Chen Dong for a while as soon as possible.

After all, Doupo is currently at its peak, dominating the charts and setting numerous records for online novels. It has an absolute platinum status, and the website attaches great importance to it.

It can be said that as long as Battle Through the Heavens doesn't collapse, it will definitely reach the Platinum level.

Even if they lose momentum and their performance declines slightly, based on the records they've set so far, they're guaranteed a spot with a top-tier player, unless they collapse midway through their career, ending in a more tragic way than starting strong but finishing weak.

Its fleeting popularity is a great regret in the online literature world.

But this situation obviously won't happen. Chen Dong has a deep memory of the masterpiece that got him hooked, the main plot is practically etched in his mind, and the detailed outline he's drawn up is flawless.

Then Chen Dong replied with some more messages about chasing after things in the storm.

Finally, there's the veteran editor, Sanwu Jiuqi.

"Congratulations, Young Master Yan, your first subscription has exceeded 10,000."

"Eleven thousand, twelve thousand, thirteen thousand..."

"First-time bookings are still rising..."

"..."

"Initial orders are in: 15217!"

She was still so excited, constantly reporting data to him. This last message was just sent, clearly showing that Sanwu Jiuqi was waiting for the right moment to witness this record.

"Unexpected," Chen Dong replied.

"Haha, finally it's not just 'not bad' anymore. With one move from the big boss, the record for online novels has been raised infinitely. Battle Through the Heavens has now become a major milestone in the online novel circle."

"I believe that the online literature circle will experience a surge in growth because of Battle Through the Heavens."

Sanwu Jiuqi is very optimistic about the development of online literature.

Following the original world's development trajectory, the online literature industry does indeed have a very terrifying future. Breaking 10,000 first-day subscriptions is now considered a milestone, enough to shake up the industry.

However, it was not uncommon for initial subscriptions to exceed 10,000 in later generations, and various records were even more exaggerated, with average subscriptions reaching 100,000, 200,000, and 300,000, a phenomenon that is unimaginable in this day and age.

"This big shot is definitely the most sought-after figure in the online novel circle right now. Everyone in the industry is trying to find out about him, and I can hardly keep up with the demand."

"The number one martial arts master, yet he keeps his achievements and fame hidden, haha..."

After reporting the results, Sanwu Jiuqi joked a few times, saying that Doupo's achievements deserved such a status, and that not only the author community but also the editorial circle were frantically inquiring about it.

Even if I don't intend to poach someone else's partner, at least I can become acquainted with them and build rapport, just in case there's an opportunity to poach them later.

"Don't blame me for being nosy, but the plot must be kept stable. Updates don't need to be explosive, but it would be best to have more than 6,000 words a day. The 'rejected engagement' and 'useless' storylines that you created have already attracted a lot of imitations. I've received no less than dozens of submissions today."

Chen Dong understood what Sanwu Jiuqi meant.

The online literature world is never short of followers. Once a genre becomes popular, it will quickly generate a large number of similar works. Never doubt the ability of these "bookish" people to borrow and imitate.

Some exceptionally gifted individuals can even surpass giants by standing on their shoulders.

In the original world's online literature circle, there are many original works that have achieved less than those that have been copied. Sanwu Jiuqi is worried that Doupo will be surpassed by thousands of imitators.

Although the possibility is very small.

"Thank you for the reminder, San Da. I will do my best." Chen Dong could feel the editor's goodwill.

"You're too kind, sir. Good luck, and I look forward to your great success. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything; I'm always here for you," Sanwu Jiuqi said.

His phone number is attached.

This shows how much he values ​​it.

That's normal; it's one of the perks of being a talented author.

There was a meme about that on the original internet.

Newbie author: "Editor, are you there?"

Two months later, on a certain day.

Editor: "Hmm."

There's even a high chance they'll disappear without a trace and receive no reply.

A contracted author: "Editor, are you there?"

a few days later.

Editor: "Get to the point."

There's a small chance your message will go unanswered. Editors will generally reply, but they won't chat idly with you; they're all very busy. Don't waste time with pleasantries; get straight to the point.

Qian Junjing: "Editor, are you there?"

I'll reply on the same day, depending on how busy the editor is. If they're busy, it might take a while; if they're not busy, they'll reply immediately and almost never forget.

Editor: "Send the new book directly to my email, or we can discuss any ideas you may have."

Grand Masterpiece: "Editor, are you there?"

In a matter of minutes.

Editor: "I'm here, I'm here, what's up, boss?"

This kind of attitude will earn you the editor's favor. They will reply as soon as you contact them, and even if you are busy, you can put it aside as long as it is not extremely urgent.

……

Editor: "Hey, are you there? It's been three months since you finished writing that book, have you considered a new one?"

Wan Jun (intermittent): "My mind is still blank, I have no inspiration for the time being. I'll accumulate more ideas, no rush."

Editor (instant reply): "Okay, boss. No rush, take a break and relax first. Just let us know when you start a new book, and we'll arrange recommendations for you right away."

This is a meme, but we laugh at the meme, not at the person, because it's a fact.

Your skill level determines your status and the editor's attitude towards you. So, newbies, don't complain about editors being aloof and not replying to your submissions. First, take a look at what you've written.

What? You disagree? You consider it a masterpiece?

Then send it directly to prove me wrong.

The editor is really looking forward to you proving me wrong.

Just kidding.

Chen Dong updated three chapters in a row, followed by a separate chapter: a report on achievements and expressions of gratitude.

"The initial order data is out, and the final initial order is 15217, which is an incredible number and directly breaks the initial order record of the VIP paid era."

"Secondly, it's number one on the monthly ticket chart and number one on the bestseller chart. Thank you to all the readers who supported it; it is you who propelled Battle Through the Heavens to the throne. Thank you!!!"

"I have nothing to repay you with, so I offer you this 10,000-word poem at midnight."

Instead of releasing four chapters directly, Chen Dong left one chapter as a backup. Moreover, after getting used to multiple updates, some readers might complain if he resumes the two-chapter-per-day update schedule.

You can update more often, but updating less is wrong.

After finishing the update, Chen Dong turned off his computer and went to sleep, but many readers online were very excited.

"Wow, there are actually three chapters."

"That reverse price-cutting move was really well done."

"You're so naughty, but I love it."

"Students are better than working professionals. They're young, smart, and have amazing energy. Office workers who stay up all night either go bald or become weak."

"Cherish this time off for the author. After returning to school, writing time will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to add more chapters."

"Students can slack off, but what about those who are just ordinary people?"

"Besides self-pleasure, what wouldn't you dare to do?"

"The older generation often says that if you neglect the land, it will neglect your stomach. Judging from the author's autograph, they said they'll graduate in June, so they're probably a senior in high school. How dare they slack off in class?"

"If I were the author, I wouldn't even consider slacking off in class. I'd just drop out of school as soon as I got back. I'd seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become a legendary author and achieve financial freedom. Who would care about going to school then?"

"So you're not the author; short-sightedness won't take you far..."

That's how popular the chapter reviews are.

These are just some readers' jokes. Some colleagues are also paying attention. When they saw Chen Dong's report on his achievements, they only had two words in their minds: Holy crap!

The first subscription actually reached 15,000, which boosted the number of subscribers by more than 5,000!

student? Newcomer?

This is like a god descending to earth!

……

It was a little after 11 a.m. the next day.

Chen Dong arrived at the station early to wait, without letting Jiang Lina come along. He could handle picking someone up by himself.

The weather in February was still a bit cold. He wanted to go inside the station to avoid the wind, but the exit wasn't there, and Ye Wanwan didn't have a phone.

Fearing that the silly girl wouldn't be able to find her, Chen Dong waited outside the station exit.

Around midnight, Chen Dong was idly kicking pebbles by the roadside with his hands in his pockets when a sweet voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Dong."

Looking in the direction of the sound, Ye Wanwan was reluctant to wear new clothes and was wearing Ms. Zeng Ling's old clothes. She was carrying a worn-out suitcase with many pockets on it in one hand, and a lot of things in the other hand, as well as a large backpack.

They don't look like students at all; they look more like migrant workers who have left their hometowns to make a living.

He took out his wallet and quickly went to greet them with a smile.

"Dong-ge, when did you arrive? Why are you waiting for me at the exit? Aren't you cold?" Ye Wanwan stepped forward, her voice filled with a happy yet gentle concern.

"Are you cold?" Chen Dong cupped Ye Wanwan's cheeks in his hands, and under Ye Wanwan's wide-eyed gaze, he applied a little pressure, resulting in an unflattering photo.

"Dong-ge, it's cold..."

Ye Wanwan quickly came to her senses, but did not break free, letting Chen Dong touch her face to warm it up, though her face turned slightly red.

"How can I absorb your yang energy if I'm not cold?"

Chen Dong chuckled, not going too far in bullying him, and withdrew his hand a few seconds later.

Ye Wanwan quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Actually, you could have waited for me inside the station."

"I'm not worried that you won't be able to find me and will just stand here waiting like an idiot. You don't even have a phone, how silly~" Chen Dong reached out to help carry the worn-out suitcase.

"I'm not that stupid. If it's not outside, I'll go inside to look for it. It's Dong-ge who's stupid." Ye Wanwan's voice grew softer and softer, the last four words barely audible.

"What did you say?" Chen Dong blinked.

Did she just call me stupid?

"It's nothing."

Seeing that Chen Dong had already raised his other hand, Ye Wanwan quickly took a step forward and ran away.

Since I don't have a suitcase, I can travel light and run faster.

Chen Dong stood there stunned for a moment, then a bright smile spread across his face. Unbeknownst to him, this timid and hesitant girl seemed to be becoming more cheerful.

Very good, keep it up.

"With so much stuff, why don't we go back to the rented room first and then go to Jiang Lina's place?" Chen Dong caught up with the 'short-legged girl' in two steps and bowed to her.

"Okay." Ye Wanwan nodded.

She knew about Jiang Lina's situation and that the study group had been at Lina's house for the past few days; Dong Ge had told her all about it on the phone.

"Come with me."

Chen Dong carried his suitcase and walked towards the street.

"Brother Dong, the bus stop is over there." Ye Wanwan glanced in the opposite direction.

"By the time I got home by bus, the daylily buds were already cold."

Chen Dong took a taxi directly because he needed to go to Jiang Lina's house for dinner.

Moreover, although the silly girl didn't say it, the fact that she arrived at noon means that she must have gotten up early again this morning. Even if she took a car the whole way, she probably got up at five or six to get ready.

Given her frugal nature, she definitely wouldn't want to eat anything else after having breakfast, so it's no wonder she's hungry right now.

Ye Wanwan had a key to the rented apartment. She put her things down and asked Chen Dong, "Brother Dong, are you coming back here tonight?"

"We probably won't go back. We haven't been studying at night these past few days, and Lina's mother needs to rest too," Chen Dong shook his head.

"Then wait a moment."

Ye Wanwan opened her suitcase and took out a lot of things.

"These are peanuts that Grandma prepared for you. They're homegrown and taste delicious."

"Grandma is so kind," Chen Dong said with a bright smile.

"There are also some mushrooms, all picked yesterday and still very fresh, some dried vegetables, and this."

Ye Wanwan took out many things, all local specialties from the countryside. Finally, she took out a few ordinary plastic bags and handed them to Chen Dong, saying, "These are for your uncle and aunt."