Chapter 43: An Unintentional Planting of Willows
Qiu Wuji couldn't stand Chu Ge's strange look.
She felt that this gaze could also dissolve people, just like some bone-dissolving water, and her whole body felt wrong. Her subconscious reaction was to beat him up, but she also felt that it was too much to beat him up since he didn't do anything wrong... Thinking about it from side to side, it didn't make sense, so she stomped her feet and went out: "I'm going out to buy groceries, why are you just standing there typing your words!"
Chugo laughed, "As you command."
Qiu Wuji really didn't need to accompany him when he went shopping for groceries now. Chu Ge sat back in the house in a very good mood, turned on the computer, and started typing.
She said it was well written!
Chu Ge felt like he had endless energy.
A lot of things happened yesterday, but no matter how many things there were, it was only one day. I saved a small draft of a chapter before going to bed last night. Now I am so exhausted that I quickly finished writing a chapter and uploaded it. I feel that I can still maintain the state of writing 10,000 chapters in a row, and maybe even more.
Chu Ge felt that this might have something to do with exercise and practice - his thinking had become much sharper. He used to spend a lot of time trying to finish a chapter, but now it's really going very smoothly.
The bodies of those tentacle monsters should be in good condition, Chu Ge thought.
After uploading the chapter, I took a look at the subscription data and was stunned.
Since it was recommended, the average subscription has increased by more than a thousand...
Originally it had just passed the premium level not long ago, and then it increased a little bit, roughly around 3500. This time it went straight to more than 4600. It’s only been one day, and it can still rise!
This is also an incredible and fantastic number compared to others. Many people don’t even increase by 200 in a day.
this……
Chu Ge himself felt that it was a bit fake. He scratched his head and thought about it for a long time without any reason. It didn't make sense... Indeed, there are precedents where a work does not get much exposure in the early stages but can soar to the sky after being strongly recommended. That was because those people wrote well. It's obvious that I let myself go in the end. Could I have the same effect?
This effect is chain-like and has a snowball effect. Chu Ge clicked on the bestseller list and, as expected, the average subscription increased by more than a thousand in one day. The feedback was very direct on the real-time bestseller list, and it seemed that it was about to enter the top ten bestsellers.
Although I don’t know how long it can last, this is still exposure, a big exposure at that.
Once the snowball starts rolling, it’s even harder to predict future growth. It’s already beyond the realm of what can be achieved through normal recommendations. Who knows? It won’t be long before we can expect tens of thousands of orders.
Chu Ge has been scratching his head and doesn't think there's anything great about his sequel. Not to mention the love line, the main character has been downplayed so much, and there shouldn't be anything good in the conventional sense...
After thinking for a long time, I can only attribute part of the credit to the recent explosion of updates?
Without affecting the quality, bursting the update will definitely have a great effect on improving the results. Dianmiao also has a battle power list. If I can get on the list, it will be a good exposure. In the past, I could only drool over it because of my clumsy hand state. Now it seems that I can sprint.
If you think about it this way, the future is really bright?
It’s really strange. I didn’t expect it at all. How come it turned out like this... Is it really a case of unexpected success?
The only thing that slowed down my pace was that I took a difficult and broken path. The more I wrote, the more I felt like I was writing a group portrait. This was too troublesome and difficult to grasp. But now that things have come to this, I can only bite the bullet and continue writing. If the group portrait is well written, the results are another matter, and the reputation is often good.
Never mind. I'll just die. I wrote without checking the backend. Why am I worrying about it now? There's no need to waste too much energy on these things. Chu Ge took a deep breath, closed the backend, and continued to open the document to code the next chapter.
The whole world is in turmoil during this part of the plot, and it really requires careful polishing.
In the paragraph I'm writing right now, the focus is not much on Qiu Wuji, but only on "arranging the actions of his disciples, and honing himself in seclusion, fully preparing for the battle with Yan Qianlie."
He also added a sentence under Chu Ge's own private goods: "The spirit and soul become more solid, and the souls roam around to observe the changes in the world, which will last forever."
This is not only to tell readers that Qiu Wuji's retreat does not affect the changes in the situation in the book, but more importantly, it is of course for her to stay here longer... So the God of Creation is not omnipotent, and this kind of personal stuff should be gradually added along with the plot, and her hard power cannot be forcibly raised in one stroke.
Now it’s finally added.
But as he was writing, Chu Ge suddenly frowned slightly and his fingers paused.
Where is she practicing in seclusion?
She is here hanging out in bars, watching shows, reading novels and watching videos.
If this continues, will it affect our strength and hinder the battle situation?
The book had designated her as the winner, so logically she should win, but she couldn't help feeling uneasy.
Nothing should go wrong, right?
Chu Ge was a little uneasy, and the joy of his soaring grades did not affect his calmness. But now he could not sit still. He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Qiu Wuji: "Where are you?"
Qiu Wuji was scanning the code to pay at the beef stall in the vegetable market. She found a vegetable market in the opposite direction of where Chu Ge usually went. The things there were cheaper than those in the supermarket and looked better. She didn't know why Chu Ge always went to the supermarket. He was really stupid.
Today I plan to make fried beef with potatoes. I have never heard of the potato plant over there. The pig-headed writer is quite serious about writing about it, saying that this thing was brought over by foreigners and it is very inconsistent to appear in the fairy world...
It's all boring. Who cares about you? You made me eat less.
As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt his soul becoming more and more solid. Saving Yueying last night had consumed a lot of his energy, so his stay this time should have been reduced. However, he did not feel that at all at the moment. He had the illusion that he could stay as long as he wanted.
Qiu Wuji was in a good mood as he scanned the code to pay the bill, a smile unconsciously appearing on the corners of his mouth.
There is no doubt that he is doing something in the book again and trying to put something in my mouth.
She herself didn't realize that her previous resentment at his ability to modify her physical abilities at will was now fading.
The WeChat notification sounded at this moment. Qiu Wuji clicked on Chu Ge’s avatar of a beautiful two-dimensional girl and curled his lips.
"Where?"
Qiu Wuji hooked the potatoes and beef with his little finger and typed: "In the vegetable market."
"Can you come back? I'm a little uneasy."
"What? Is there anything missing about Yueying that will cause trouble for us?"
"No... I remembered that you have reduced your training here. I wonder if you will lose something if you return to your own world. The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel."
Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "Ha..."
She turned around to look at the crowd around her and said with a smile, "I'll tell you when I get back."
Not long after, Qiu Wuji returned home and left the door open. She saw Chu Ge sitting on the sofa, fidgeting like a monkey. When he saw her come in, he came over and took the dish from her hand.
Qiu Wuji said: "I forgot that I don't have a key. Give me a key later."
"You still have the heart to talk about this?" Chu Ge put the dishes aside speechlessly and asked seriously, "What do you think of what I just said?"
Qiu Wuji's beautiful eyes moved around, and she said lazily, "I said I want to go back and practice, how about that?"
Chu Ge pursed his lips. Although he was reluctant, he still said, "Okay. At least before July 15th..."
"Ha..." Qiu Wuji couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't it God's will that cannot be violated? You have already won, how could you lose?"
Chu Ge said angrily: "I'm afraid that you will think so and then underestimate the enemy. Do you think you can win by just standing there and letting others hit you without making any moves? We are still testing the so-called connection with God's will, and we haven't come to a final conclusion yet, okay, you just..."
"Okay, okay, stop scolding." Qiu Wuji smiled slightly: "Do you really think I would think that? Isn't he your Qiu Wuji? Don't you understand?"
Chu Ge: “…”
"No matter whether I win or lose, it doesn't matter what fate decides." Qiu Wuji put away his smile and said seriously: "I am Qiu Wuji, I will only try my best to defeat every opponent."
Chu Ge said helplessly: "Then what are you doing now..."
"Chu Ge... you are a storyteller. You can define our practice, but you are not a true immortal, so it is difficult for you to understand the subtleties." Qiu Wuji said calmly: "You have also written that being able to grasp and appreciate all the details around you and not miss any scenery on the road is practice, not sitting in seclusion, not knowing your age, and not knowing the world. This is what you wrote, and the definition you gave us is very consistent with my heart. But when you really encounter it, you can't experience it for me..."
She smiled again: "Father God really doesn't know that I am practicing now?"
Chu Ge was stunned for a long time. Is that right? It seems that’s what he wrote, but...
Qiu Wuji turned around and took the vegetables to the kitchen, her high ponytail bouncing: "Maybe you are just... concerned and confused?"
(End of this chapter)
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