Chapter 7 Ending

It seems that what Zhang Qiren did after he became famous just confirmed the "Club Young Model"... The only difference is that the target young model is more specific than others...

However, the fact is that whether or not she is a drinking companion is still just speculation, and it is not a good idea to dwell on it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you guess wrong?

The two of them didn't say anything more. They finished the wine in the bottle and went back to sleep.

It’s already the middle of the night... No matter how many things are on my mind, I can’t die suddenly.

This time Chu Ge slept very soundly. It was already noon when he woke up. When he got up to wash up, he found that Zhang Qiren's door was wide open and he was sitting in front of the computer nervously, refreshing the screen continuously.

Chu Ge looked at the time. It was one o'clock in the afternoon. It looked like Zhang Qiren's new book had been on the shelves for just one hour. He quickly washed up and went in to take a look. "How is it? How much is the first hour?"

Zhang Qiren's face was a little excited: "There are more than 400."

The first order in the first hour was over 400... In 24 hours it is very likely to reach around 2,000. It won’t be difficult to reach the top level (average order of 3,000) in the future.

It is a fine work, far from being a big hit, but it is enough to support itself.

Now Chu Ge’s achievements are just above the top quality.

Chu Ge was also happy for Zhang Qiren, but also a little surprised. Zhang Qiren's previous collection was not high, so he felt a little disappointed, but of course it was not so low that he would give up at first sight, so he was looking forward to it and was nervous.

But the fact that such a small collection can have such a high number of first orders shows that the subscription ratio is quite high, which is not easy for online literature that is full of piracy. It proves that Zhang Qiren has strong reader stickiness.

Chu Ge's initial consolation that "some people may think it's a niche, but there are actually a lot of die-hard fans" seems to be coming true.

To be honest, this really exceeded Zhang Qiren's expectations. He was obviously very excited, and with a flushed face, he pulled Chu Ge and said, "Come on, Brother Chu, I'll treat you to a meal!"

"No..." Chu Ge looked at his eyes speechlessly: "Your eyes are red, are you up all night until now?"

Zhang Qiren waved his hand domineeringly: "I am a cultivator, so what does it matter if I don't sleep for a few days?"

Chu Ge was about to persuade him to take a rest when Zhang Qiren's QQ rang.

Zhang Qiren glanced at the flickering avatar, his expression became solemn, and he quickly sat back and clicked on it: "Editor, do you have any instructions?"

The other party sent this: "Your book has been reported, saying it uses history to satirize current bad politics."

"???" Zhang Qiren hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, I am just leveling up in a fantasy world and playing a dungeon. How can there be any evil politics hidden in it?"

"It's probably a problem with the copy design. Someone made up a story about it." The editor said, "We will block it for protection. Please revise it during this period and release it after it's done."

Zhang Qiren was anxious: "It was blocked right after it was released. Who will watch it when it comes out?"

"There's nothing we can do about it." The editor said these four words and said no more.

"I..." Zhang Qiren's fingers hovered over the keyboard and he didn't type for a long time.

Chu Ge watched helplessly as the red glow on his face dimmed, and the haggard feeling from not sleeping for a day and a night instantly crept up on his cheeks, making him look older.

"Why is this happening..." Zhang Qiren muttered to himself, "You know I didn't..."

Chu Ge pursed his lips, not daring to tell the truth.

The truth is that your results are not good enough to be guaranteed, and it's just a revision, it's not worth the trouble.

However, this was just "nothing" for others, but for Zhang Qiren, all expectations came to an abrupt end.

Chu Ge suddenly thought of Qiu Wuji. To him, he was just weaving stories, but to her, it was life.

"What do those people who reported me want..." Zhang Qiren muttered to himself: "How have I offended them..."

"You seem to be on a good track... I can't stand seeing others doing much better." Chu Ge finally sighed: "Your readers are quite loyal. Hurry up and revise it. There should be hope. Don't lose heart..."

Zhang Qiren sat there staring at the screen with lifeless eyes.

After a long while, he whispered, "That's self-deception, Brother Chu. This is just a new book. It doesn't have the inertia of following it for a year or two to make people never forget it. In a few days, most people will have dispersed... Besides, how long will it take me to finish the revision... Besides... I don't know how to revise it anyway."

Chu Ge was silent.

He himself was afraid of not updating for a day, not to mention that he didn't know to what extent the revision would be considered acceptable. He really didn't know how long the break would last. It was just a fantasy to how much popularity he could retain. Even he couldn't convince himself.

"I really like writing books... I've always thought it's a great thing to show people the world in my heart. I've been arguing with my family for so long about this..." Zhang Qiren whispered, "I used to be a pushover. I knew I was a bad writer, so I studied really hard. I read books and watched various teaching videos every day, and the notes I took could almost become a book..."

He paused, sniffed, and continued, "I have failed to write two books, and the subscriptions for each are only a few dozen, but I have never stopped updating for a single day. I finished writing them completely while delivering food. It was both a practice and a way to build up my reputation. After moving here, I wrote for ten hours a day, staying up until midnight every day. I am young but my lumbar and cervical spine are all diseased. Is my attitude good enough and am I working hard enough, Brother Chu?"

Chugo whispered, "Well, you work harder than me."

"We've all heard since we were little that hard work always pays off, right, Brother Chu..." Zhang Qiren choked up, "Besides, the direction of my efforts is not wrong, and the facts have proved that this is not bad...but...why is it like this?"

Chu Ge could only comfort him: "Since this book is good, it means you have found the password. Just hold on a little longer. At worst, you can open another one. You will always succeed."

Zhang Qiren shook his head slightly. "I have an agreement with my family that if this book doesn't work out, I'll go back. I've been so willful for so many years, it's almost time. They are doing this for my own good... Besides, the results of this book aren't that good. It's a matter of luck. If I really open another book, it may not work out. One book after another, when will it end?"

He let out a long sigh and suddenly smiled brightly: "After dreaming for so many years, it's time to wake up and live a normal life."

Chu Ge knew that this buddy's spirit had been completely crushed, and this was called being disheartened.

He hesitated to speak, and in the end said nothing. He watched Zhang Qiren open the backstage and, while the book was still not blocked, directly posted a single chapter: "Cut it off, sorry everyone."

"Chopping books is like being a eunuch, and being a eunuch means castration." Zhang Qiren suddenly burst out laughing to himself: "My pen name is bullying others with power, and if I am castrated, does that mean I am Zhang Qiren?"

Chugo couldn't laugh at all.

Zhang Qiren moved out that afternoon without even having a meal. Chu Ge had originally planned to revise the outline today, but he didn't do a single word of it. He helped Zhang Qiren move things around, and spent the entire afternoon there until it was dark.

Zhang Qiren sighed before leaving: "I have been struggling for the past few years, but I have gained something. The biggest gain is making a friend like Brother Chu, who is very loyal. I have nothing to say. If you need help in the future, just ask."

Chu Ge patted his shoulder and said nothing more. Although they had never discussed what their families did, Zhang Qiren used to deliver food, and his condition did not seem to be very good. Chu Ge did not think he could help him. In short, making friends was not about this: "Work hard and have a drink when you have time. It's the same nonsense in the group. We are still in the same city, so it's not a farewell."

"Okay, I wish Brother Chu's book a big hit!" Zhang Qiren hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "If you can communicate with the girl next door, give her some words of advice. After all, drinking with her... forget it, what right do I have to say this?"

After saying that, he picked up the box and left.

Maybe Zhang Qiren wanted to wait until he became famous before talking to the girl, but unfortunately everything ended in vain before it even started.

Returning to the rented house alone, Chu Ge stood by the window and sighed deeply.

I have seen too many writers retire in recent years, and I thought it was commonplace. But when it happens to friends around me in real life, it still makes people feel sad.

This is especially painful since the reason for his withdrawal was not Zhang Qiren’s own fault, but the malice of the villains that are everywhere in this world.

There is at least one thing that is true about this industry of unemployed people: it is too unstable.

A simple, far-fetched report that borders on literary inquisition can destroy a person's years of hard work and dreams.

I don’t know if I will be the next one to leave... As a writer of harem novels, I have never dealt with fewer reports than anyone else. This is true empathy, and the fox feels sad when the rabbit dies.

Looking around, the two-bedroom, one-living room apartment that was originally too small now seemed so empty and deserted. When Zhang Qi was around, it felt like no one was communicating with anyone, as if it didn't matter whether he was there or not. But when he left, I immediately felt the boundless loneliness begin to spread.

From now on, there will be no one to talk to.

I don’t know if I should find a roommate...but this is all about fate. Not every roommate can get along as well as Zhang Qiren. If you’re unlucky, it will be very frustrating.

Just as he was thinking this, his neck felt slightly cold, and a long sword was placed across his neck. Qiu Wuji's voice came faintly: "Did you write that sentence to ask for death?"

Chu Ge didn't look back. He stood quietly for a moment, exhaled, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you... It's great that you came."

Qiu Wuji: “?”

Thanks to Yu Lingqiu for the 2000 reward, Benbimaoxiaohao and Qianqian Ziluo for the 500 reward~

(End of this chapter)