Chapter 161 Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin
Hansheng used the official website account, seemingly helping to promote Zhanfang Literature, but in fact it was discrediting them in disguise.
More than ten minutes after this post was published, many book lovers paid attention to it.
"Creating a fantasy category? Could it be the novel called "The Great Ruler" that was promoted by Blooming Literature yesterday?"
"Why are all these people coming out to create new categories? Does that guy named Qiancheng want to emulate Hua Wuque?"
"Who is Hua Wu Que? He's a signed great writer. If he publishes another hit book, he'll probably be voted the Supreme God in a few years and become a figure in the Hall of Fame of Writers."
"Oh, right, I still remember the slogan for the film, 'The Great Ruler': A film that brings eternal sorrow and a perfect world filled with desolation? It seems to be this line."
"What nonsense is this? I've never heard of this term. It's obvious that this is a newcomer writing a crappy book."
"It's a pity that Cangshu.com helped the wrong person this time."
“…”
Seeing many book friends coming over to express their opinions, Han Sheng showed a satisfied smile.
This is the effect he wants to see.
When Chief Editor Yu saw what Han Sheng had done, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Han Sheng, that bastard, would never have thought that the quality of "The Great Ruler" is even better than you thought."
“Thanks to Han Sheng for promoting this.”
With many book lovers looking forward to it, the time came to eight o'clock the next morning.
The sale of "The Great Ruler" has started.
Unlike that book "Fantasy Kingdom", it is sold in all major bookstores and is in short supply.
Many bookstores did not have "The Great Ruler", and the few large bookstores only ordered 10,000 or 50,000 copies.
A few hours later, online, book lovers couldn't sit still:
"Hey, which big brother would like to buy a copy of "The Great Ruler" to try the poison?"
"I just asked at a bookstore, but no bookstore in Xijiang sells it. Damn, it must be a bad book."
"My Jinlian Bookstore in Luoyang does have it, but when I saw the cover I didn't want to read it."
"Nonsense, the bookstore must have bought it for "Fantasy Kingdom". A novel can be written like this. I've learned a lot. Hua Wu Que will always be the god!"
In front of the screen, Han Sheng gave the computer a hideous smile.
Seeing that these book friends were supporting Hua Wuque, he felt a surge of confidence and pride in his heart.
Looking at the book "The Great Ruler" on the table, he decided to take a look.
How would you know how bad the writer named Qiancheng is if you don't read it?
When I turned to the first chapter, the first thing that caught my eye was the chapter "Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin".
When Qi Wei published the novel, he merged many chapters together. It was impossible for the first chapter to only write about the ancient bronze coffin.
"It's bad enough, but it's also so thin. A book is only about 50,000 or 60,000 words? They don't even know the publishing standards."
Han Sheng had already begun to imagine the scene where the blossoming literature was thwarted by himself.
Just like when he was defeated by Lin Shiyi and was later driven out of the company.
"Hmph, if music can't handle you, I'll handle your literature department."
When he saw the beginning, Han Sheng smiled playfully: "The beginning is so huge, and they directly switch to the starry sky? If the writing skills are not good enough, they are not afraid that the first chapter will collapse directly."
After a minute, his smile gradually froze.
The starry sky tells the story of a huge black dragon corpse dragging an ancient bronze coffin.
Five minutes later, Han Sheng had a bad feeling.
With a start like "The Great Ruler", it would be easy to fall apart if the writing is not good enough.
But, for some reason, Han Sheng began to look forward to it.
Are you hoping that the plot of "The Great Ruler" won't collapse later on?
"Bah, it'd be better if it collapses quickly!"
Hansheng's facial muscles twitched, he took a breath and continued watching.
When the ancient bronze coffin appeared on Mount Tai, it shocked him directly.
What?
Isn’t this ancient coffin wandering in outer space? How did it appear on Earth...
After watching for another ten minutes, Han Sheng fell into deep doubt.
"Which great god is Qiancheng?"
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