Sister, Shut Up!

If it is the kind of book with great potential, it is very likely that it will soar to the sky with the help of these three recommendation positions, reaching the realm of shocking thousands of subscriptions.

However, these are too far away for Jiang Miao. The most accessible homepage recommendations are [New Book Recommendations] and [Xinghe Recommendations].

These two recommended positions can be said to be the dreams of every new book author.

Especially [Xinghe Recommendation], which basically symbolizes the highest crown of new books in the same period, only a few dozen books can reach the top every week.

And below them, there is a hiking trail paved with hundreds of thousands of corpses.

Jiang Miao wants to go up from the category recommendation position of the current [New Book Selection] APP, and there is still a [Category Strong Recommendation] and [Six Frequency Recommendations] in the middle.

Only by continuing to pass the test and fighting against various new books will there be a glimmer of hope to advance to Xinghe.

But even so, even if it is on the books recommended by Galaxy, most of them cannot achieve the excellent score of 3000 average subscriptions.

On average, among the new books on the shelves every week, it would be good to have three or five books with excellent grades.

This is the world that web writers face.

Cruel and true, there is no way out.

Even an old author who has been recommended by Galaxy for countless times, once he opens a new book, he still has to face the same cruel promotion route.

The only advantage is that the reader base is better.

But as long as the quality of the new book is not good, readers and recommenders will say goodbye to you, and will not express any affection.

Rubbing his troubled eyes, Jiang Miao put these thoughts aside for a while, and opened the codeword software to start today's struggle.

But while coding, Jiang Miao looked at the chapter catalog next to her, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have written an extra chapter last night?

In other words, it is enough to write a chapter today?

Oye~ Long live me yesterday!

That being the case, leave this chapter to me in the afternoon.

As soon as this thought appeared in Jiang Miao's mind, he felt that his eyelids seemed to be hanging on a shot put, becoming heavier and heavier.

Um... not anymore.

Very sleepy.

Anyway, it's only in the morning, and the copywriting starts in the afternoon.

If you just sleep for a while, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Before Jiang Miao could figure it out, the man had already fallen asleep on the table.

On the computer screen, the codeword software is exuding a bright light.

"Sister, good morning."

"good morning everyone."

"Is something wrong, senpai?"

"Oh, it's okay, just come over and have a look. Is there any problem with your work?"

"No problem, I've gotten used to it after a week."

"That's good, it's hard work everyone."

The familiar voice gradually approached, but the sleeping Jiang Miao did not respond at all.

Soon, the surroundings became quiet again.

Everything is at peace.

But storms and tsunamis are brewing beneath the calm sea.

Until Jiang Miao woke up in a daze, straightened his back lazily, and stretched comfortably.

Immediately afterwards, he felt something on the back of his hand.

When he turned his head, he saw Senior Sister sitting beside him, looking at the computer screen with interest.

hum~~~

At this moment, Jiang Miao only felt dizzy in her head, her blood was flowing backwards, her breathing was difficult, and her vision was blurred.

It was as if the whole world had collapsed.

This……

Is it the smell of death?

032. Younger brother, you are so hard to hide from me

What is the experience of social death?

Just looking at the word, perhaps the experience is not very obvious.

But just to mention a few examples is enough to make people feel the shame and embarrassment of being able to dig their toes in the Mariana Trench.

For example, when playing PPT in front of company leaders, I accidentally opened a small piece that I forgot to close last night.

For example, when women's clothing participated in the comic exhibition, I ran into my teacher and classmates.

Another example, in front of the girl he likes most, accidentally went to the wrong toilet and broke into the women's toilet by mistake.

"The Guard is Here"

Wait, wait, and so on.

At this moment, Jiang Miao can fully empathize with the parties in the above situations, and only hopes that the space agency can open the Mars immigration plan as soon as possible, so that he can make some small contributions to the sea of ​​stars.

But obviously, let alone immigration to Mars.

He can't even leave the University of Finance and Economics now!

Seeing Senior Sister staring at the computer screen with relish, Jiang Miao froze in her seat, her brain had completely shut down, and she was thinking about the epitaph for her funeral.

——The dead author of the great dog food literary society, peach sauce.

Don't...Jiang Miao groaned in his heart, and also felt extremely desperate for the world after death.

"Jiang Qiuyi, who was changing clothes, looked at Chen Wen on the bed and beckoned to urge him to get up quickly." Su Huai Conge's soft reading sound came to Jiang Miao's ears, "But at this time, Chen Wen saw that only his pajamas were left. Jiang Qiuyi, who is wearing underwear, is obviously stunned. Wow~ so exciting~"

Swipe - the next second, the codeword software is closed.

Su Huai Conge was obviously stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the junior who had woken up, and complained, "What are you doing, junior? I haven't finished it yet."

Can you even watch it in front of me?

Jiang Miao resisted senior sister's social death light wave, moved the mouse daringly, and deleted the codeword software.

Anyway, the software is networked, and I am not afraid of losing the manuscript.

"It's too late for you to delete it now, right?" Su Huai porridge looked at him with a smile, and moved her cheeks to Jiang Miao, "I already know that, honey~peaches~sauce~"

Ahhh! ! !

Don't say that name! ! !

Being called this shameful pseudonym in reality, Jiang Miao only felt that all the cells in his body were shaking.

It was like a spy whose real name was revealed, even though he was wearing tight black clothes, he still felt naked, and the whole person was seen through.

Is it too late to drop out now?

Jiang Miao felt that Caledonian University might be more suitable for him.

"You are making me miserable, junior." Su Huaizhu stretched out her index finger and poked Jiang Miao's face, "Before, you kept me in the dark all the time, every time I praise you for your good writing, do you mean it? Are you all happy to die?"

"..." Jiang Miao's eyes twitched and she swallowed her voice, "Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Obviously he is the victim!

In the end, I had to apologize to my sister in turn... Damn!

However, hiding the matter from senior sister before, although there was a reason for the incident, it was still a bit inappropriate.

It is really cool for book friends to praise themselves without knowing that they are the author, but since the truth has been discovered, they still have to express their apologies for the previous concealment.

Even though Su Huai Porridge didn't mind it very much.

"However," Su Huaizhu thought of something, looked at Jiang Miao with a smile and reminded, "Girls don't wear bras when they go to bed at night, my junior made a common-sense mistake."

!!!

Stop talking! ! !

People are almost gone! ! !

Jiang Miao was so ashamed that she just wanted to find a hole to get in.

Speaking of which, he is a pure and innocent boy, how would he know that a girl can't wear something to sleep at night? !

First, he is not a girl, and second, he has no girlfriend. I don't know that these "common sense" are normal situations, okay?

No, it can't go on like this.

Jiang Miao suddenly recovered and realized the problem.

The current rhythm is completely in the hands of the demon-senpai, and he has no resistance at all.

At this moment, the only key to solving the problem...

Just ...

run!

"Senior sister!" Jiang Miao stood up suddenly and said loudly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Su Huaizhu was puzzled, and tilted his head to look at him with a smile.

"I think I'm still too comfortable in the political work group!" Jiang Miao said earnestly, with piercing eyes, "Although the students in the political work group are harmonious and loving, help each other, unite as one, and make progress."

"But! When I think of my classmates still sweating on the playground, staring at the warm sunshine and training hard, I feel extremely guilty!"

"That's why I decided to officially resign as a copywriter of the political work group, and immediately return to the military training team to feel and appreciate the hardships and sufferings of the soldiers!"

"The above, goodbye, senpai!"

After speaking, Jiang Miao scurried away, not giving Senior Sister a chance to keep her, and ran out of the office in a hurry, leaving only the other dumbfounded classmates in the office.