I donated 100 million at the beginning

After watching the finished film of the richest man in Xihong City.

"Finally done!"

Jiang Gangmeng and Hu Yibao stretched comfortably.

"Continue tomorrow!"

Ten o'clock at night.

Hu Yibao picked up the cell phone that he had barely touched all day, swiped his scarf for a while, and then opened the cell phone that he had been an eunuch for almost three months.

Surprisingly, someone urged me to change it.

The remaining cium disciples: "Damn it, the author is actually an eunuch, ahhh! Although no one is watching, you still keep going!"

The youthful disciple who passed away: "It's really a headache, another book eunuch, but with such bad grades, it's not easy to persist for such a long time! However, it would be even better to be able to write a finale."

Ye Duzui's disciple: "The author is great, hurry up and update!"

Reminders are basically linked to fan value.

And those who danced wildly in the comment circle, showing their teeth and claws, were almost those pirated readers with zero fan value.

"Fuck, what a fucking eunuch, the writing is so bad, I feel sorry for the eunuch."

"Made, it's a good thing I read a pirated copy, and I didn't spend a penny on your book, so I knew you were a fucking eunuch, rubbish."

"It's so watery to write, and it's still gone after half of it. It's really a waste of my time."

Seeing these comments, Hu Yibao shook his head indifferently, his expression was quite calm, and there was not even the slightest disturbance in his heart.

Although I haven't written it for a long time, I generally understand the internal laws of an Internet circle.

Sprayers, almost all of them don't know how to spend.

I see piracy, and I'm justified.

It’s not that they don’t have the financial strength. After all, it’s only five cents for a thousand words, ten cents for two thousand words, and discounts for members.

The author needs to devote one to two hours to write [-] words. In the end, after layers of division, the author earns less than two cents for [-] words, and about [-] cents for [-] words.

Even in this situation, these trolls are still reluctant to spend money. They think that if I read a book for free for a month, I can use the money I save to buy a bottle of water. Wouldn’t it be nice?

Of course, if they feel uncomfortable watching it, they will immediately transfer from the pirated website to the genuine website and attack the author personally.

Nothing, alas, I just want to vent.

There are also some pirated readers, all skipping to read.

Look a little here, a little there.

I feel that the logic is illogical, and I don’t even think about whether I missed something or whether it was because of skipping subscriptions, so I just started spraying.

Ugh!

I was right!

The fault is the author!

Readers who are curious about this matter can look around in the major comment areas to find out.

In fact, if you don't enjoy reading the book, you feel that the story is bad, the plot is awkward, and the writing is poor.

Just delete it from the bookshelf, and that's it.

No author can write a book that makes all readers think it is awesome, and the four major classics are still being sprayed every day. In this era where even the Tao Te Ching can be said and written, the bullshit is incomprehensible, and the pupils' pens are full of trolls .

There's really no need to be too serious.

Old rules.

After Hu Yibao permanently banned these trolls, he replied to the genuine fans. After a long absence, he logged into the author's backstage, and with his dexterous hands, typed out [-] words in an hour, and gave an ending.

Read the whole book.

Hu Yibao heaved a sigh of relief.

"What to write, let's talk about it later!"

"When I clear the system, I will use myself as a template to write an autobiography."

"At that time, it is estimated that there will be many trolls again."

"Hahaha!"

Lying on the bed, Hu Yibao soon fell into a deep sleep.

the following few days.

Hu Yibao and Jiang Gangmeng devoted themselves to the post-production of the richest man in Xihong City.

It took a total of one week to complete the post-production of the richest man in Xihong City.

During the period, all of Hu Yibao's box office share of Charlotte's troubles had already been transferred to the account of New World.

In Hu Yibao's super backpack, there was also a fake lucky coin and a cello card.

February 5th, eight o'clock in the evening.

The trial screening of the richest man in Xihong City at the Shanghai Yida Cinema was successfully concluded.

"Mr. Cheng, I'll leave it up to you when the time comes!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhang!"

"Hahaha, Ms. Wang, I hope to see you in the preview of my next movie."

"Mr. Wu, thank Atlantic Cinema for promoting the richest man in Xihong City during this time."

"Lihom, no problem. Next time we have a chance, we will definitely be able to cooperate again."

Hu Yibao and Jiang Gangmeng stood at the entrance of the theater and saw off the crowd in person.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Hu Yibao.

"President Hu, Director Jiang, can we discuss something?"

Hu Yibao turned his head and saw that it was Chen Yu, the chairman of the Chen Group, who was looking at him with a smile on his face.