I can't blow my younger brother's hair anymore, I'm so angry.

However, Jiang Miao was startled by the action of the senior sister. When she was touched by her hair, the senior sister's body leaned forward obviously, and Jiang Miao could even see the previous snow-capped canyon up close.

It's a pity that the sweet mountain wind that swept away with the snow scene flashed away in just a moment, never to be seen again.

By this time, the time has come to about two o'clock in the morning.

The two night owls finally got a little sleepy.

Su Huai porridge covered her mouth and yawned slightly, then asked, "Have you finished coding?"

"Well, at least the 4000 words listed are done."

"Huh?" Su Huaizhu tilted his head and asked, "Xuexiong, what about the release date?"

"Cough..." Jiang Miao was a little embarrassed, but still explained, "Anyway, it will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow, and the remaining 2000 words can be discussed tomorrow."

"You really only need to write 2000 more words?" Su Huai Cong Xu looked at him.

Jiang Miao avoided Senior Sister's sight: "I didn't say I would write more..."

"Humph!" Su Huai Porridge was too lazy to talk about him, and asked again, "Then are you going to sleep?"

"Not yet." Jiang Miao shook his head, "I haven't written my testimonial yet."

"Write now?"

"of course."

"I want to see it!" Su Huaizhu raised his hand and said, his eyes full of anticipation.

"……Fine."

After all, it was not the kind of shy content that was written in the main text, so Jiang Miao reluctantly agreed to Senior Sister's request to watch.

So the two of them wore bathrobes and walked into the guest bedroom.

Jiang Miao felt a strange feeling in her heart when she thought that she could wear nothing but a white bathrobe.

So as he walked, his yukata became sharp.

Fortunately, he quickly sat down on the chair and let the yukata return to calm, temporarily relieving the crisis.

And Su Huai Porridge brought a chair from the master bedroom, put it next to Jiang Miao, and waited for him to write the testimonials.

So Jiang Miao opened the codeword software, opened a new chapter, and prepared to write a testimonial.

Although this thing is not the text and has nothing to do with the plot of the new book, almost every author will write it.

Some authors who don't understand the testimonials on the shelves just write it casually, or even just take it as a notice.

But this listing testimonial is actually a good opportunity for the author to show himself.

"Is it a miserable sale?" Su Huai porridge listened to his younger brother's analysis, and finally pointed to the core of the problem.

Jiang Miao: "..."

Glancing at Senior Sister speechlessly, Jiang Miao didn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Don't be like this." Su Huaizhu looked at his face, and suddenly burst into laughter, "You continue to say, how can the author show himself?"

"Of course I share my writing experience, especially in difficult times." Jiang Miao said of course.

"Is there a difficult time for junior?" Su Huaizhu frowned and thought seriously, "During military training?"

"Yes! That's right!" Jiang Miao nodded and began to write her testimonials.

[As everyone knows, I basically update twice a day for the new book period of this book]

[But in fact, when the school started, there were several days of military training, and I went back to bed every night to bite the bullet and code words]

[As a result, on Thursday, after standing in the military posture, I felt dizzy in my head and weak and weak. The assistant took a leave of absence for an afternoon before getting better.]

"Isn't this a miserable sale?" Su Huai Porridge asked innocently.

"How can this be called miserable?" Jiang Miao was anxious and retorted, "This is to explain the facts!"

"Is that so~" Su Huai porridge propped her chin in thought, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she thought of a wonderful selling point, "Do you think this will work?"

"Ok?"

"Just write it. When I was typing, I was discovered by my class assistant, and she happened to be reading my novel."

"So my shameful pseudonym and the content of my driving were all exposed in the eyes of Senior Sister."

"I paid so much for you, is it worth a first order?"

Jiang Miao: "..."

"How is it?" Su Huaizhu was very excited about being able to appear in a real person, and shook his junior brother's arm and asked, "I think this point can really be written!"

"No!" Jiang Miao refused angrily. When he thought of how his readers were gloating after he wrote this, he was already picking his toes.

Senior Sister, isn't it tricking him?

Can this kind of social death be said to increase subscriptions?

Ghosts believe it!

"Sister, don't interrupt, I'm just letting you take a look. I'll write the testimonials myself."

After Jiang Miao finished speaking, he continued typing.

After writing three or four selling points in a row, Jiang Miao stopped after about a few hundred words.

There is a truth called too much.

Selling miserably, ah no, showing oneself also has to control the scale.

If you sell less, it will have no effect. If you sell too much, readers will find it annoying, and it will have the opposite effect.

So no more or no less is just right, which is the best effect.

It not only makes readers feel that the author is not easy, but also makes readers not feel that this is deliberately selling miserable.

This is a university question.

It is not something that ordinary people can learn.

"What about after the miserable sale? It's alright?" Su Huai Porridge asked curiously.

"Of course not." Jiang Miao shook his head, and after pressing a few separators, he started a new line and typed a few big characters - [Additional Rules]

"Wow~" Su Huai Porridge exclaimed, "Will there be more peach jam?"

"Who said no?" Jiang Miao snorted and continued typing.

[The leader adds three chapters, no one-time need, as long as the accumulated fan value reaches the leader]

"How much is the leader of the alliance?" Su Huaizhu recalled, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, "1000 yuan? It's so expensive."

"If it's cheap, am I going to explode and die?" Jiang Miao whispered.

"Okay, you just don't want to add more!"

"Who said that!" Jiang Miao denied, and then continued to add warnings and persuasion to it.

[The student party should not give big rewards, if you have the money, go to see a few more genuine Duoxiang.]

[I'm very happy that everyone can support genuine subscriptions. If you want to give a reward or something, try to look at your wallet and think about it]

[Let's consume rationally, don't follow the trend, and don't spend your mind retaliatory]

After writing this paragraph, Jiang Miao was relieved and no longer worried about whether he would add more updates.

Anyway, the conditions have been given, and the leader will add three more.

It is equivalent to more than 300 yuan to buy the author to update a chapter earlier.

Will someone do this kind of loss-making business?

Jiang Miao didn't believe it anyway.

And what he said later was so clear, and he sincerely warned readers to consume rationally. If there is still a reward, then Jiang Miao will recognize it.

After all, he does not understand the life of the rich.

But as long as the number is scarce, he will recognize Naga Geng.

Make money, not shabby.

"Then what?" Su Huai's buttocks were a little sore, so he stepped on the chair with both feet, and continued to ask with his hands on his knees.

"And then." After Jiang Miao finished typing this part of the word, she turned her head to look at Senior Sister, and saw that her yukata was lifted to the thigh, and the entire fair and slender calf was exposed.

Makes you want to touch it.

"Huh?" Su Huai porridge didn't notice anything unusual about him, but he didn't hear his next words, and was suddenly puzzled.

"Well, cough, cough..." Jiang Miao quickly looked away, and didn't have time to think about the serious question of whether to wear the yukata inside the hem, and continued, "And then of course thank you."

"First of all, thank the editor, thank him for his cultivation along the way."

"But I don't need to thank you for this. It can keep editors reading. That's the kind of treatment that super bosses only get."

"For those of us who are small fish and shrimps, the editor should at most read the beginning, and then just look at the data."

"Well, thanks for the editor." Su Huai porridge nodded, and her long hair swayed, undulating on the white bathrobe.

Jiang Miao glanced at it from time to time, and was always hit by the soft heart so inadvertently by the senior sister, and the blood flow rate was almost unstable.

"And then, thank you to the author who pushed this book."

"A chapter that can type out their titles and fool readers."

"Seeing more famous works, this chapter must be very lively."

"Eh?" Su Huai Porridge was a little surprised, "Is this still possible?"

"This can be regarded as a reverse drainage for the books of the big guys." Jiang Miao said shamelessly, "Although the drainage effect is not much, it is enough if the affection is there."

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"Okay." Su Huai porridge laughed, "And then? Who else should I thank?"

"In the end, of course, I would like to thank the lovely readers." Jiang Miao said sternly, "Without their support, the new book would have died in the corner long ago."

"Therefore, we must write a lot about this aspect, emphasize it, and highlight the great contribution of the readers!"

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