The great god of the literary world is a meow

Because Chu Ming was a rookie who was being trained mainly, Zhou Lu didn't pull him into the rookie author group. He was going to pull him into a special group called the "Great God Group" after his book became popular, and take special care of him.So now Chu Ming has no group.

After reading Chu Ming's words, Zhou Lu turned around and asked a question in the special group.

When the editor appeared, the great gods erupted and reported truthfully.

"My speed is the slowest. Master Liuhe, you know that I only have two thousand five six."

"Aren't you distracted, kid? The last time I was on the list, it was more than 4000 in an hour."

"...That's the speed of life and death, I said normal."

"Eight thousand."

"Worship the above, die the codewriter!"

"...What about worshiping? Is worshiping dead?"

"Three thousand? There should be."

"twelve thousand."

"Upstairs, you're so awesome, aren't you?!"

"(screenshot)."

"... Kneel down."

"Die the codewriter, die, die, die! I only have four thousand knees."

"Six thousand if you don't wander off, if you don't wander off..."

"I'm about five thousand. But Liuhe, why did you suddenly ask this?"

Zhou Lu said: "Take a kid and let him go [-] a day. He said he can't do [-] per hour. I want to see what the speed of a normal person is."

An author who said his speed was [-] per hour couldn't help but say something fair: "These are all old authors, so I guess they can't be considered normal people, right?"

Then the author was suppressed by the group.Who is not a normal person? !

Satisfied, Zhou Lu took a screenshot to Chu Ming: "I don't require you to reach [-], a fraction is always okay, right? Two thousand, no less."

Chu Ming broke down in tears.

Editor, do you think this is bargaining for food?Two thousand can't be less?The concubine really can't do it!Can't do it, can't do it!

Chu Ming finally couldn't help confessing: "They are human beings, and they type with their fingers. But I am a cat! I use cat's paws!"

Zhou Lu was unmoved.Of course he was unmoved: "You think you use the name of Brother Xiao's cat as a pseudonym, are you the cat of Brother Xiao's family, haha ​​(sarcastic face)."

Chu Ming buried his face in his paws, trembling.

But editor, I am really that cat of Brother Xiao’s family, that big yellow-haired and white-bellied rural civet cat!If it is fake, it will be replaced!

"I know you're in school, you don't have much time, and I'm not too harsh." Zhou Lu finally backed down a little bit, "You change [-] a day for a week, and then resume [-] a day. That's what the announcement said, It’s to celebrate the National Table Tennis Team’s first world championship. Then you make yourself miserable, you can write about anything in class, at a speed of [-] per hour, and say that your saved manuscripts can only support you to change [-] a day for a week.”

Xiao Sheng picked up the big cat that was still grabbing the ground with its head, put it on his lap, and then typed instead of the big cat: "OK."

Zhou Lu said with satisfaction: "It's better not to be so early. After this list, I will give you a strong push, and you are pushing V. Now update the raising data."

Xiao Sheng replied, "Okay."

Although Zhou Lu felt that Chu Ming, who had been spitting and rolling before, was suddenly so indifferent, he was a little used to it, but thinking that he might be a broken jar, his heart was ashamed, so he stopped thinking about it, closed the chat window and devoted himself to work with enthusiasm.

Although I thought Chu Ming's article was just Xiaohong, it was probably at a relatively good rookie level.But maybe taking advantage of the east wind this time, Chu Ming could really become popular and directly become a little pink.

Zhou Lu was full of motivation, and decided to fight for (tear force) Chu Ming to make the best list at the next editorial meeting.

"Since everyone agrees, let's code well." Xiao Sheng said, "It's really impossible. You exchanged the points and turned them into human codes. The speed must be much faster."

Chu Ming still buried his head in his paws, unmoved at all.

Xiao Sheng was helpless: "If you don't want to be an adult, then you have to work hard and stop procrastinating. Even if the speed is [-] or [-] per hour, it will take...nearly thirteen hours. Except for eating and sleeping, it will be used for coding. Words are enough."

Chu Ming's limbs stretched out and slowly became limp, turning into a cat's skin.

Xiao Sheng touched the cat's skin on his leg, and comforted him: "It's a bit difficult at the beginning. Once you have the foundation, you can exchange time every day and become a human to code, and the speed will be much faster."

Chu Ming moved his head and rubbed against Xiao Sheng's palm, expressing that he was comforted.

……

By posting such a comment, Bai Cheng really wasn't making trouble.

At least from his heart, he didn't want to make trouble.

He just wanted to read the text.

And he really saw that Baicheng gave him a hundred likes for being so witty when he changed to nine thousand the next day.

Look, it really came out after being forced.

As for what the author said, it only changes [-] times a week.

Well, it doesn't matter, when the time comes, just continue to coerce and lure.

That's right, among the author's fans, Baicheng is the most feared reminder of death, besides the top ten black brain fans and brain research fans.

The author can ignore the first two types of fans, but the author can only pinch his nose and cry to thank him for the last type of fan, and promise, "Thank you for your likes, I will try my best to update."

Especially for the handicapped party, they are even more afraid when they see it.

Baicheng: I have a hundred ways to update you.

Chu Ming: I choose death.

However, with Chu Ming's update, the data of the article has increased even more, and the readers' favorability for him has also increased.

His previous announcement made readers think that his three views are very upright, and this addition made readers feel his love for national table tennis.

As for the tricks inside... Ping-pong enthusiasts are trying it out in an endless stream.

In addition to these, due to the increase in the number of words, the development of the plot is more compact in the eyes of readers.

The protagonist finally entered the national team, and then, as the readers expected, he worked as a sparring partner.And in his team, as is often the case in previous novels, there are "rivals" who are the same age as the protagonist, but whose treatment is comparable to that of the prince.

However, this "rival" is not like ordinary novels, a villain who looks down on the protagonist who bullies the protagonist and finally gets slapped in the face by the protagonist, but an obedient student who provokes countless female readers to hold their faces and scream as soon as he appears.

Good-natured and good-looking, although soft but sometimes inexplicably stubborn, he has devoted more than anyone else in table tennis, and is technically perfect, but he is judged by the coach to force him to be too aggressive. When a strong opponent appears, it makes the protagonist feel in his heart Big wake up call.

The protagonist realizes that after the talent he is proud of arrives at the national team, he finds nothing more than that.

And his previous brilliant experience, after arriving in the national team, is even more so.

So the protagonist enters a period of anxiety.

Chu Ming said that he is very anxious now, so he is about to start torturing the master. Everyone, please prepare for the first-level battle.