Rebirth of the era of struggle

"Ah."

Song Yan nodded.

He agreed that the woman was a bit strange.

Song Yan was in pain all over, so he sat and rested on the playground, and chatted about some household matters. Only then did Lu Yang know that Song Jia had a deep estrangement from his father because his father was not around when his mother passed away.

No wonder a student from Yanjing went to a small place like Greentown to go to university, and he went to an ordinary secondary school, probably because he didn't want to stay in that home.

"Actually, my uncle still cares about my sister very much. When he knew she was hospitalized, he asked me to come and visit right away."

Song Yan knew everything about Song Jia, but when it came to the background, he blurted it out vaguely, perhaps because he was a little sensitive, and Lu Yang didn't ask any more questions, as long as he knew that this guy was a second generation.

So what about the second generation, he was beaten by himself.

Reality and fiction are still different.

How can there be such a stupid person.

Lu Yang said with a smile: "It's not bad for you to be beaten. In novel TV, you are the villain with a high probability."

Song Yan had obviously read a lot of novels, so he squeezed out a smile and said, "You're talking about men's novels, but in women's novels, we can still be the protagonists."

Well, there is some truth to that.

Song Yan continued.

"In reality, few second generations are fools. They basically don't offend people casually, and even have higher emotional intelligence. No one can find fault. No one is willing to cause trouble for the family. Besides, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. Yes, it makes people red-eyed, how can I splatter blood five steps in a rage? Everyone lives, why don't you live well?"

"It's the same with those rich people. Those who intend to train as successors are all well-educated. Even if they are useless, they will not be allowed to cause trouble. As long as they don't mess around outside, they don't touch what they shouldn't touch. Things, if you don’t spend a lot of money on investing and starting a business, you can just waste your money, anyway, you won’t spend much in your life anyway.”

"My good fellow, I know a lot."

Lu Yang smiled.

He very much suspected that Song Yan was the one who was abandoned.

Chapter 200 Fans Explode

After dismissing Song Jia's bastard brother, Lu Yang returned to his office.

Xu Shiran is drawing seriously.

Lu Yang didn't bother her.

Back on his seat, Lu Yang logged into the website and looked at his Weibo account. His Weibo account only had four poor followers.

Didn't Lu Xiaoyu just say five?

How did it become four?

Lu Yang opened it and took a look.

Sure enough, the fish in the deep sea had canceled their attention on him.

Small belly chicken intestines.

Lu Yang smiled, not caring about Lu Xiaoyu's childish behavior.

Did she think that this would stop her fans from increasing?

Although it is not easy to increase more than 1 fans in three days, Lu Yang is not worried at all. Now that there are so many resources in hand, if he can't even reach this small goal, how can he It's not for nothing that I've been busy for so long.

Boarding the Penguin, there are more than 20 fan groups after returning from comprehension, which are basically full of people. Lu Yang sent a message to each group.

[Newly registered Weibo account, please help to pay attention, three days later, fans will draw a lottery, and draw ten iPhone 4 mobile phones. 】

As soon as the news came out.

Several groups exploded in an instant.

"Ten mobile phones, Lushen is bleeding heavily."

"The phone is mine, don't grab it."

"I didn't expect Lushen to also play Weibo. I'm going to register one now."

"Deer God, I have already followed, I am your eighth fan."

……

There is a lot of news in no group.

Lu Yang couldn't see it at all, but the effect was immediate. His fans increased rapidly, five, ten, one hundred, one thousand. In just a short while, Lu Yang's fans exceeded 3000.

There are more than 1 book friends, and it is not bad that so many people follow. Some people don't have a Weibo, but they even registered one in order to support Lu Yang.

Of course, this is not enough.

After all, only a small part of the readers joined the group. Lu Yang modified a chapter to be released in the draft box in the author's background, added his own Weibo account, and talked about the lottery draw.

In addition, he also said in the text that he will release a new book preview on Weibo.

The preview of the new book is even more attractive than a lottery.

The latest chapter has only been published for more than ten minutes, and there are hundreds of comments in the book review area, each of which is asking questions about Lu Yang's new book. They haven't had a premonition that the book is coming to an end.

A web forum.

Not long after, the trailer of Lu Yang's latest chapter was also uploaded with screenshots.

There are many replies below.

"Is the Deer God going to open a new book? It's so hard to return from cultivation that it's coming to an end?"

"It should be. It's too unexpected. I haven't gone to the realm of cultivation after returning from cultivation. I thought I could still write millions of words?"

"Uncle Murloc also said that he's going to open a new book, so it's so hard that Deer God wants to open a new book and compete with him for the No. 1 starting point city?"

"I don't know, but if Lushen still writes about cities, his grades will definitely explode."

"The God of Deer is worthy of being the God of Deer. If it were me, I would write a book with such a good grade, and I would write it until Qidian went bankrupt. He might have a better idea. I will follow Weibo."

"I'll pay attention too. It doesn't matter whether the lottery is drawn or not. I still want to know the news of the new book."

"Me too……"

The preview of the new book is even more effective than the shouting in the fan group just now. Coupled with the forum post bar and the forwarding of other author groups, the number of followers on Lu Yang's Weibo is rapidly increasing.

It didn't take long for the number to exceed 8000, and then it slowly decreased. You must know that this is a real 8000 people, and there are not so many freshmen in the entire University of Science and Technology.

That's what fame does.

Because the new book preview and the lottery have not yet started, basically no one will unfollow at this time, which means that the number of fans can continue to grow.

With 1 fans in three days, Lu Yang felt that what he said was too conservative. Lu Xiaoyu unfollowed, probably didn't know about it.

of course.

Lu Yang will not dislike his many fans.

Compared with celebrities, my fans are just a drizzle.

"Welcome everyone's attention. The new book preview will be released at [-]:[-] pm the day after tomorrow, so stay tuned."

Lu Yang posted the first Weibo message, accompanied by a picture of himself typing in the office.

Because most of the fans are just paying attention.

very active.

After a while, there were hundreds of comments and likes.

All the ones at the top of the list are supporters.

Lu Xiaoyu's office.

Company Operations Zhang Hua knocked on the door and walked in.

"Manager Lu, there is something I want to tell you."

"what's up?"

Lu Xiaoyu raised his hand, turning the ballpoint pen around.

Zhang Hua said, "Manager Lu, what I want to talk about is our boss' Weibo account."

"Don't worry about his account, the boss said, he can run it himself." Lu Xiaoyu thought Zhang Hua asked if he wanted to help run the account.

"No, that's not what I meant. Just now, the boss's Weibo account suddenly has a lot more fans."

"what."

Lu Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

"You said Lu Yang's Weibo fans have increased a lot, how much?"

Zhang Hua said: "There are thousands of them."

"You can't read it wrong."

Lu Xiaoyu couldn't believe it. When she came back from lunch, she saw Lu Yang's Weibo account with her own eyes. There were only five fans in total. No, she unfollowed herself. Now there are only four fans left. How could it increase? thousands.

How long has it been since?

"It's true, Manager Lu, just look at it." Zhang Hua glanced at Lu Xiaoyu strangely. He knew that Lu Xiaoyu followed the boss's account before, but now it seems that there is no more.

Lu Xiaoyu quickly logged on to Weibo and searched, and it was indeed true.

Deer in the distance.

Brief introduction: Qidian Chinese website master writer, the work "The Return of Cultivation"

Fans: 750 two.

"Why... how come there are so many?" Lu Xiaoyu's eyes widened. Her first thought was that Lu Yang went to buy zombie fans, but after reading the likes and comments, she denied this idea.

From the comments, it can be seen that these fans are basically Lu Yang's readers, because many of the questions are about novels, so Lu Xiaoyu clearly realized that her boss is already a celebrity.

It's too fast...

Looking at the dazzling more than 8000 fans.

Lu Xiaoyu knew that he was doomed.

He slapped his forehead, very depressed.

In the office, Lu Yang naturally didn't know what Lu Xiaoyu was thinking now.

He is talking on the phone with editor Lao Wang.

As Lu Yang's editor, Lao Wang also knew about it immediately. What he cared about was not the lottery draw, but that Lu Yang seemed to be finishing the book.

Old Wang: Deer God, are you really going to open a new book?

Deer in the distance: Yes, this book is coming to an end, and there are still about 50 words to finish, so there is no need to continue reading.

Lao Wang: Although there are more than 200 million words, but now the grades are very good, there is no need to rush to start a new book, just write according to the rhythm, and writing about the realm of self-cultivation, there is no problem with 500 million words, do you have any bottlenecks, we We can discuss the plot together.

Deer in the distance: Brother Wang, it’s not a bottleneck, but I don’t want to write about the world of self-cultivation anymore. I don’t think it’s interesting.

Lao Wang: Then can you let me read your new book?

Deer in the distance: This is of course no problem, the Xianxia type.

Done.

Lu Yang sent the outline and the contents of Chapter 1 written by himself.

Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Old Wang originally thought that Lu Yang would continue to write about the city, but he turned into a fairy man. He smiled wryly, thinking that young people are a little too young.

If Lu Yang continues to write about the city, keep going steadily, and write two or three more books, he can be promoted to platinum, but if he suddenly changes the genre, this will increase the risk a lot for nothing.

If the new book hits the shelves, it will be a big blow to popularity.

He didn't know how to persuade him, he had better see how the new writing was.

Lao Wang opened the document and looked at it.

First look at the outline.

His eyes lit up and he found it very interesting.

Buddhism, Taoism, warlocks, demons, dynasties.