8: Chapter 8: Number One on the Leaderboard

Chapter 8: Number One on the Leaderboard

I wrote out the novel and published it on one of the largest novels websites in the country through the suggestion of separation and repeated modifications. Initially, I didn't want to beg for much. I just wanted to put my emotions in my heart, but unexpectedly, it was just a coincidence. 0

Not long after the novel was published, I realized that my readers were on a rising trend, increasing by the day, and my subscriptions and income weren't much better.

I was suddenly a little excited and excited. I started writing novels in college, and so far, I haven't had any better results. Only my short few days of development were actually higher than my previous four years.

I quickly sent a WeChat message to Bu Li and told him that my novel had already achieved great results. Bu Li continued to advise me to keep my daily experience in the novel.

Because of this new book, my popularity soared rapidly, but because of this, it became a Zhang Shiyang threat to me.

My books were being serialized every day, and my popularity was growing. Now, except for me, almost everyone else could determine that this was a book of fire that was absolutely sure of fire, so many people had read my novels.

Because of my creation, I had completely forgotten the Gu Yi that had left a deep impression on me. After all, I still had to earn money to support my family. Zhang Shiyang greed and laziness made me unable to breathe.

Recently Zhang Shiyang forced me to sign for my fans because I owed a debt, but he sold it for money. If I didn't want him to earn money and did n' t sign for him, he would beat me up.

As a result, I felt my heart filled with sadness. No matter how high and famous I achieved, no one could change the ending and experience for me.

When I put Zhang Shiyang treat me in the novel once again, my fans understood that these things weren't fabricated by me, but were real. They no longer looked for Zhang Shiyang contact information.

"Is your husband still beating you up recently?"

I was typing when I suddenly received a private message from a fan called "Gu Cheng ". Originally, I wouldn't reply to these private messages, but for some reason, I replied like a ghost.

"No, novels are all fictional. Thank you for your concern." I politely replied that I didn't want to tell my fans the bloody truth yet.

"There's no need to explain to that man. I know everything." Gu Yi thought of my heart-wrenching cries in the hospital. He knew that my life would not be easy.

Just as I was about to reply, Zhang Shiyang kicked open the shabby little door of the house and grabbed my hair and pulled it back.

I felt the pain and hurriedly covered my hair as I lay curled up on the ground in pain. I don't know why he went crazy. Now that I have at least a stable income, why would he treat me like this?

"Stinky bastard, you just want to make money by yourself, right? Why didn't those b*stards ask for my autograph? "Is it because of you?" Zhang Shiyang was furious. As she spoke, she angrily stepped on my calf bone with her heel. It was a pain that pierced through my heart! He was wearing shiny leather shoes today. Although he didn't have anything to do with it, the pain from stepping on a person's leg bones was simply indescribable!

"I don't know!" I retorted as if I was going crazy. The pain was so painful that I let out a heart-wrenching roar. As I screamed, I shed tears. I felt pain and suffering!

It was probably the first time he had seen me get angry with him. He was stunned for a moment before he slapped me on the face and said coldly," I hate you talking to me like this!"

I had nothing to say.

He scolded me again and again, as if he had spilled all of the stuffiness in his heart on me. Only then did he spit and leave.

I didn't want to guess which direction he was going. To me, everything was no longer important.

Just as I was in despair, my editor called.

"Are you at the computer now?" In my ear was a woman with a sweet voice.

"Yes, what is it?" I tried my best to adjust my breath so that my voice did not sound so bleak.

"Go to the website and look at the leaderboard. Your book is already in the first place on the sales leaderboard." The editor-in-chief's voice sounded a little excited, as if it was not me, but her.

Of course, I was also very excited. I quickly turned on my computer and realized that my book was sitting at the top of the best selling list. When I looked at the second place, I realized that the second author's pen name was so familiar: Xia Lian.

This name seemed to be my sworn enemy.

Previously, I could always see her in front of me on any website. I remembered that when I first came to this big website, I had noticed Xia Lian book. However, I didn't read her pseudonym and did n' t recognize her. She didn't expect that she would be the first sister here before I came.

I didn't expect that I would be able to suppress her just because of this book. I felt infinite pride in my heart. After all, this was my great progress.

Just as I was feeling happy about my achievements, I realized that the woman living opposite me was looking at me through the window with a strange smile on her face.

She was a new neighbor who had just moved in. She had never seen her before, but her expression made my hair stand on end. I quickly walked to the window and pulled the curtain, not wanting her to continue looking at me.

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I once again took out the ointment that I had hidden earlier and rubbed it on my calf bone. I felt endless pain...

Just as she was comforting herself, Bu Li's WeChat call came in time.

"An Mo, have you read the rankings? "You're in first place!" He seemed to be happier than I was when he heard Bie Li's tone. He was as happy as a young child.

The corners of my lips curled into a smile. Even though I knew in my heart that he didn't know what my smile looked like, I still told him," It's me who's and not you. Look at how happy you look!"

Bu Li laughed softly, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his laughter from the phone.

At the same time, I remembered the message that I hadn't replied to. I replied to it, but I did n' t wait for his reply after a long time.

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