Transform into a three-no heroine

Chapter 5 The troll is coming
Twelve midnight.

Jiang Huo sat in front of the computer, resting his chin on his left hand, and tapped the computer desktop unconsciously with his right hand.

This is a common problem of some street writers. They type the keyboard nearly [-] to [-] times a day. After a long time, as long as the palm of the hand rests on the table, the fingers will type subconsciously.

After uploading the article, Jiang Huo opened Penguin to take a look, and Jiang left a message for her every day, explaining that he would leave at around nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Longevity!Leave so early!It's just killing me!

Since Jianghuo crossed, there has never been a precedent for getting up before twelve o'clock!

After casually browsing the webpage, Jiang Huo took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

The world in front of me is a blur.

Three meters away, hermaphrodites are seen; five meters away, no relatives are recognized; ten meters away, humans and animals are indistinguishable.

Yes, myopia is so terrible.

What's more, Jiang Huo is still severely myopic. Sitting here now, she can't distinguish the numbers on the keyboard tens of centimeters away.This is also the main reason why the predecessor never fought against Jiang Tiantian.

Once Jiang Huo is deprived of his glasses, it is equivalent to being blinded by Timo. Unfortunately, she is not Li Qing, and cannot use her hands to achieve her dreams.

If he had to find a persona for himself, Jiang Huo felt that he was Miyamoto Ruri.

The young lady of a rich family has severe myopia, and it is dangerous to walk without glasses.In terms of height, Jiang Huo is a little better than Liuli, but he is not too tall, only 1.6 meters five.The point is, Jiang Huo, like Miyamoto Liuli, is just a washboard...

If Jiang Huo didn't have a rich family background, with her capital, she could only rely on her appearance for a living.

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That's right, Jiang Huo is so shameless.

Wash up and lie down on the bed.

Jiang Huo was playing with her mobile phone. She usually goes to bed before three or four o'clock, but now she doesn't feel sleepy at all.

After flipping through it casually, Jiang Huo found that there were more than N messages suddenly appeared in the notification bar of the mobile phone, all of which were sent by the Writer's Assistant APP.

very good!You successfully attracted dad's attention!
Curious, Jiang Huo opened it and saw that in addition to 99+ votes, there were more than 20 book reviews.

Is there anyone posting a book review so late?Are you listening to my sister's three days and three nights?
Hey, you said that these readers can just read a novel and get high. Why do you leave a comment to praise me? I'm so sorry.You can also keep the excitement, and when you change your status, you can directly reward a thousand Golden Leagues, how good?

Qianmeng!That's the treatment only a platinum god can have.

Although Jiang Huo's family is well off, his monthly pocket money is also limited.

After all, Jiang Huo's father's surname was Jiang, not Wang, so he wouldn't give her [-] million and let her go out and be fooled [-] times.

Jiang Huo's mind was full of fantasies, and she clicked on the book review narcissistically.

Sure enough, as she expected, among the series of positive comments, there were many reminders for updates.

"Hey, my hard work has been recognized by everyone. This is really a very fulfilling thing." Jiang Huo touched his cheek, with a proud expression on his face: "It's a pity that this kind of achievement Although the feeling is refreshing, it is still comfortable to live a leisurely life.”

What?You say I plagiarized?
Nonsence!I copy books by my own ability, you are not convinced, come and bite me!

After flipping through the book reviews, the smile on Jiang Huo's face became even wider.

However, just as Jiang Huo was about to finish reading, a string of eye-catching words appeared in Jiang Huo's sight.

[Yeyu Prophecy: What kind of bullshit article is this?The main character is so weak, yet he still has to be abused, Buddhist and Taoist?Even the cultivation system is chaotic?Also, here’s the starting point!This is the classification of Xianxia. What you wrote is a dog-blood romance drama, what do people think?Xihu Huangji, a garbage author! 】

Flower wipe!

There really are trolls.

Before Jiang Huo chose this novel, he was fully prepared psychologically.

After all, it is impossible for a novel to satisfy everyone. Whether it is Xiao Da's "Zhu Xian" or Tudou's "Fights Break Sphere", even Jin Lao's novels will have some black fans.

Even in the previous life, many people hated the novel.

However, what Ling Jianghuo didn't expect was that before he was recommended, someone would come to the book review area to criticize him. If he was recommended, would it be okay?

Is there something wrong with this rhythm?
Jiang Huo thought for a while, quit the writer's assistant, opened the Qidian APP, found this post in the book review area, and was just about to reply reasonably and kindly, when she suddenly saw a new message popping up under the post.

[Yeyu prophecy: More than 3000 clicks, there are more than 6000 recommendation votes, what a big rubbish brush! 】

Jiang Huo can bear to complain that this book is bad, after all, this is not a novel he wrote.

But Jiang Huo got a little angry when he sprayed her with rubbish and brain damage.

Of course, there is a more important point, Jiang Huo didn't make the list at all, so why should he blame me for this?
If you want to spray, you should also spray those "cute" (emphasis) readers who send red envelopes for recommendation tickets to the book!

Thinking of this, Jiang Huo suddenly moved his hands, and frantically tapped the phone screen with his two thumbs.

After typing for about half a minute, after reading it through, Jiang Huo immediately pressed the send button.

After refreshing the interface, there was indeed Jiang Huo's message under this post.

[Jiang Huo: *********************************************** *****】

Well, very good, very good.

Jiang Huo stared at the screen with great satisfaction.

After searching the book review area, Jiang Huo turned off his phone and got ready to sleep after seeing that there were no offensive posts.Anyway, she wrote the novel just to deal with the system, if the system didn't issue any follow-up tasks, Jiang Huo would definitely give the novel to the eunuch directly.

What?You say this is a masterpiece?
If it doesn't exist, there is no miracle in this world.

What?You said that you have let down those readers who supported you?

If it doesn't exist, in this world, how can a reader become a master.

See, in the previous life, the Internet was full of words cursing the old thief Fu Jian, but when the old thief announced that he had no money to play mahjong and needed to republish and cheat money with drafts, there were still so many people holding up their banknotes to buy the old thief's booklet .

So, readers are shaking M.There is no need to worry that the other party will abandon the book.

Jiang Huo, who had no psychological pressure, lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

And in Yudu, China, a young man was sitting at the computer desk, frowning, staring at the bright display screen.

"Hiss, what do all these dots mean? Could it be that they are all curse words? They were blocked by my mother?" The young man kept touching his chin and tugging at his beard.

He is the night language prophecy who posts spam and scolds Jiang Huo for swiping votes.

(End of this chapter)