Return to 2000 and become famous overnight from Wenchao

""Tomb Raider Notes 2" is not a new book, no need to ask, he has pre-booked the monthly pass No.3."

"Look, I haven't stopped giving rewards in this meeting, I'm envious."

"You said when we will be able to write such a good novel and then directly achieve financial freedom."

"Hey, Xiaoping, what was the first thing you did when you made money?" Feng Hao asked curiously.

"Buy a house, take my grandma out of the mountains, and let her enjoy the happiness."

Hearing this, Feng Hao opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

Ye Ping's father passed away when he was in junior high school, and his mother remarried when he was in high school. In order to support his grandma, Ye Ping chose to drop out of school and go to work.

"Small……"

"Xiao... Xiao... Xiao... Xiaoye! Look, is this your name?"

"[Benzophenone], right?"

Ye Ping also saw it at this time.

Wu Hao almost lay down on the screen, counting one by one: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven zeros!"

"1000 million!"

"Did you also tip 2 million for "Tomb Raiders 1000" just now?"

"Xiaoping, Xiaoping, your house has been settled!"

"Add more, add more."

"Yes, yes, add more quickly."

"Hey, [little person], look, Brother Hao, your book also has fireworks."

At this time, Qi Dian was watching the continuous fireworks, and someone shouted from time to time, "This is mine."

"this is mine."

Ye Ping and Feng Hao just stared at the computer all night without closing their eyes, but they were still full of energy until morning.

It seems that one is more excited than the other.

The night before, the authors of the novels that are about to be put on the shelves all posted a single chapter under the novel,
And the last sentence in everyone's single chapter is, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

One that probably no one cares about, but if all the authors add it, it's especially spectacular.

All the authors added the last sentence, because all the authors who registered as writers could see the words at the bottom: "All inspiration contributors, Mr. Xia."

Only then did such a spectacular scene appear.

After the novels were put on the shelves, these books began to move to the monthly ticket list. This night, all the writers were asking for monthly tickets except for thanking Mr. Xia later.

As soon as this wave of begging for votes, rewards and updates was posted, after [-] o'clock, Qidian exploded directly.

When the first fireworks went up, the fireworks on Qidian’s website never stopped. It was so much more lively than the night when the monthly ticket list was put on the shelves.

Although there were preparations and plans made before, a lot of manpower was reserved.

But no one expected such a big battle.

Since only one firework can be exploded at a time, and each one lasts for 1 minute, according to this speed, the rewards have already been queued for four hours.

Seeing this result, the heads of the group in the technical department exploded instantly.

In the middle of the night, the whole Qi Dian was a mess.

This is just an hour of tipping, if this goes on, it’s still worth it, even a bad website will have to jump.

Qi ordered a group of technical dogs, and was dragged back to the company from the bed to work overtime again.

In the middle of the night, all the technicians put on essential oils and started to work.

It didn't take long for everyone to discover that the website changed from one at a time to five fireworks at a time.

The consequence of too much is that the entire website is densely packed with fireworks, and the webpage is almost invisible.

To say that the middle of the night is already spectacular enough, the wave in the morning is even better.

It hasn't stopped since five or six o'clock,

If it’s just a small reward, then there’s no need to blow up the fireworks, but the fireworks on the website didn’t stop until noon, and the webpage has been turned into a display for half a day.

Improper display won't work, fireworks are stacked on the webpage, two-thirds of the screen is directly occupied, and you can't see it even if you want to see it.

A group of technical dogs hadn't slept for a few hours before they got home, and they were called back to the company urgently in the morning, and they were forced to start revising again.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, netizens discovered again that not to mention that the individual fireworks have become smaller, the area occupied by the website has also changed from two-thirds to one-third.

Even the fireworks time has become ten seconds.

The original intention of all these changes is to make it easier for netizens to browse the web, and also to fear that the rewards will occupy the page and make readers disgusted.

But he never expected that this trick would indirectly offend the fathers who donated money to the novel.

They reward at least one thousand, just to see the name of their favorite novel and the minute when the fireworks bloom on the website,

It is bearable to change one to five in the front, but it is unbearable to shrink so much in the back.

Spend the same money, how can it shrink?
Isn't this deceiving readers!

The more you think, the more angry you are!

You must always believe in the ability of krypton gold players.

Wei Chong's tipping amount from last night to today directly accounted for [-]% of all tipping amounts.

Don't think that this amount is small, if you know the total amount of rewards in less than a day, you will know that it is not only a lot but also a very large sum.

40.00% of the [-] novels were rewarded by Wei Chong.

Almost every novel is at least a thousand.

For such a big money-spreading boy, not only the writer knew that there was another super local tycoon, Qidian.com also immediately knew about this reader named "I am a local tyrant".

When Jiao Bodang found out about this, his first reaction was that his brothers were cheering him on. After making phone calls one after another, he realized that he was thinking too much.

I also know that a local tyrant has really come to my website.

Now Jiao Boke got excited, if it was his brother, he wouldn't be able to take the money.

But if you really love fans, then this money can be kicked into your own pocket.

This difference can be big.

But when Jiao Bo kept paying attention to which novel this local tyrant would reward, he found that this local tyrant suddenly disappeared.

But no one thought that this person didn't disappear, but was so angry that he found someone to hack the starting point network and restore the size and time of the fireworks.

When it was discovered that the website was being attacked by hackers, of course the technicians couldn't just watch, and a group of people gathered together.

But when a technician saw the words [I am a local tyrant], he was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized it.

He quickly called his own boss.

When Jiao Bo heard the news, he was in a dilemma whether to advance or retreat.

If he was allowed to come in, if this guy did anything, the consequences would be disastrous.

If you don't let it go, this is the father of the sponsor of his own website.

Coincidentally, Ningxia called Jiao Bo at this time, and Ningxia made this call because of this super rich man.

Because the novel was released today, Ning Xia didn't go to school.

Didn't expect this to happen,
Ning Xia downstairs took the phone and went straight to the study on the second floor.

At this time, Ningxia didn't know if he didn't look at it. Only after looking at it did he realize that there was a person on the opposite side. This was a large group of people, and the IDs were spread all over the world.

Seeing this, Ning Xia also guessed why this boss wanted to hack his own website in a fit of anger.

Seeing that the phone was not hung up, he smiled and said: "It seems that the father of the funder was anxious by you, and directly spent money to find a group of people to hack the website."

Jiao Bo didn't understand this either, so he looked at Fan Yun, the director of the technical department, "Is there a person on the other side?"

At this moment, Fan Yun was so busy that he didn't have time to stand up, and he didn't even raise his head: "Less talk about twenty or thirty, and there may be more."

This proves Ningxia's words again.