After posting the single chapter, he also attached the latest 3,000-word chapter. He has a lot of manuscripts in reserve, but these are for future use. It doesn't do him any good to update them immediately, so it would be great if he could keep updating every day.
The editors and readers were overjoyed when they saw that two chapters were updated. They quickly clicked on it and found that something was wrong. It was actually a single chapter!
And it actually indicates that there are fewer updates!
Because I injured my finger playing guitar, I will temporarily reduce the update...
How dare he say that! The editors were heartbroken and the readers complained bitterly.
Even the editors couldn't stand it.
"Why is he still able to play guitar? Isn't his first priority to update 20,000 words a day?"
"You're not doing your job properly..."
“That’s too much!”
"Who knows where he lives? I'm going to smash his guitar."
"There's really no way an online writer would stop updating because they injured their hand playing guitar, right? No way, no way."
If the editors are like this, some readers have even lost their minds.
"Your excuses are meaningless. I've never seen such a shameless person!"
"Who knows where the author's home is? I'll go there with a knife and try to persuade him to write properly and not be idle."
"Fuck you, you love guitar, right? I'll smash it for you..."
The comment sections were flooded with comments one after another. Li Changle didn't notice; he just opened the Chinese website's backend every day and wrote.
When I get tired of typing, I take a break, then post the chapter to be published that day, and I won’t check the background anymore.
So he basically can't see Ruyi's private messages, let alone Penguin Social. He doesn't even have the Penguin Social app on his computer now.
He had no idea that he had already caused public outrage. Even if he knew, Li Changle wouldn't care, and it would be impossible to ask him to work overtime.
If he were asked to work like a beast of burden or be a typing robot, he wouldn't want to do it. What's the point of living like that?
The phone in her hand rang, and Li Changle took a look. The note was "Mom". Li Changle was stunned. She had been in this world for almost three months.
I almost forgot that my parents existed in this world. I don’t think I’ve ever called them on my own initiative.
"Hey, Ale, are you feeling better?"
My mother's voice came from the other end of the phone. I didn't dare tell my parents about my previous injury for fear that they would worry.
He just said that he was a little tired from looking for a job and was not feeling well, so his parents quickly gave him a few thousand more dollars and told him to rest first and not to rush about work.
"Much better, Mom, don't worry, I have a job now."
"It's good to have a job. Do you have any money? If you need money, tell your parents..."
Listening to her mother's nagging words of concern, Li Changle felt warm in her heart.
"Ah Le, if you have nothing to do this week, come home and visit me. You haven't been home since you graduated..."
"Okay, Mom, I'll be home this week."
"Hey, let me prepare it. I'll make you your favorite chicken soup this week."
The mother on the other side of the phone was happy to hear that Li Changle was coming home this week, but Li Changle was also a little sad.
Although the family situation is not poor, it is not much better. My parents are ordinary workers. They bought a house a few years ago and are still paying off the mortgage.
There is a younger sister in the family who is in college. So, my parents have to pay the mortgage for the house while supporting my younger sister who is in college and still give her several thousand yuan in living expenses every month.
“I have to work hard to make money…”
I sighed, feeling like I couldn't just sit back and relax. Then I put down my guitar and chose to work on my writing. First, make some money, then consider sitting back and relaxing.
Early in the morning on the weekend, Li Changle rushed to the high-speed rail station to catch the train home. Li Changle's home is a small city an hour's high-speed rail ride from Guangzhou, so it is convenient for him to go home.
When he got home, he found his mother waiting for him at home early, and she was talking happily when she saw Li Changle come back.
"Ah Le is back. How come you've lost weight after not seeing you for a few months? Have you eaten yet? Eat something first. I'll go to the market to buy some vegetables at noon and make you a big meal in the evening."
Lu Chengying looked at Li Changle with a smile on her face. Feeling her mother's care, Li Changle also felt warm.
He smiled and replied to his mother: "Mom, I'm not hungry. I had dinner when I came back. Where is Dad?"
"Oh, your dad has to go to work today and won't be back until the evening..."
Li Changle's father is Li Zhenning, who works as a small manager in a factory and is usually very busy.
Li Changle nodded and began to scan the surroundings. It was a simple three-bedroom apartment, but it made him feel very warm.
He had been in this world for almost three months, and this was his first time back home, so he didn't feel any rejection.
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