A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 42 Your breathing disturbs me
Frankly speaking, Jiang Hai never expected that the ranking would progress so quickly.

This ranking is growing so fast——

It’s like eating Xuanmai, I can’t stop eating it at all!
Jiang Hai also thought that he might wait until he finished writing the history of the Qin Dynasty, and let the heroine Gu Nan live forever in the torrent of history and experience the sufferings of the world.
Only by this time, the ranking of his book might rise?

Who would have thought that before the First Emperor appeared, before the Xianzhen Army was disbanded.
This book was like a dark horse, breaking out of the top ten on the list, and even stayed at the ninth place for only one day.
Directly rushed to the seventh place on the list?
This was something Jiang Hai had never expected.

"This is really a bit exaggerated." Seeing that the number of clicks on the author's backend exceeded one million in a single day, even Jiang Hai was a little shocked.

Who could have imagined that I, who was an unknown and poor student two weeks ago, would become so outstanding in less than two weeks.

He suddenly became a semi-famous writer?

To call myself a writer is not really an exaggeration.

If an author with millions of fans is not considered a writer, then what can be called a writer?

With nothing to do, Jiang Hai flipped through the comments in the book review section and found that in addition to the comments criticizing himself for being "too cruel", "ungrateful" and "inhuman".

Many book fans have even started asking about Jiang Hai's address?

They are a little curious——

In reality, what is Jiang Hai’s profession and what kind of person is he?

Just block the posts discussing the author.

As a qualified author——

Book fans shouldn't be allowed to discuss anything other than the story.

this way,
One is to allow readers to focus on the story itself.

Second, it is also for the sake of one’s own personal safety.

Some readers say "send a knife" or "send a razor blade" but it's just empty talk.

But some readers really dare to use real knives and guns to stab you.
Just when Jiang Hai was obsessed with deleting posts,
Suddenly, the QQ avatar frame flashed.

I clicked on the flickering avatar frame and found that this was a message from editor Yang Shuman:

[Rainy night, I am currently at Chenghai Drama Academy. I just happened to be doing something here so I wanted to stop by and see you.]

[I wonder if you have time now? I brought you a gift.]

Although Jiang Hai had tried his best to stop his editor from coming to school.

If there is any problem, the two of us can contact each other and solve it online.

Who would have thought that his editor would come uninvited?

You said you won’t see me?

The person is already at school, it doesn’t seem appropriate to not meet him?
But you have to say see
It seems like there is nothing to lose by meeting him?
"But, speaking of which," Jiang Hai looked at the chat box between the two and felt puzzled, "How did she know that I was at Chenghai Drama Academy?"

"How did she know I was a student?"

"It seems that I haven't told her these personal privacy."

Adhering to the attitude of having to figure out any doubts,

Jiang Hai tapped the keyboard:
[Of course you can, but I'm in class now. Otherwise, let's meet in the afternoon after I finish my class.]

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai edited the message but had not yet clicked [Send].

Editor [Yang Shuman] immediately sent another message:
[No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you. 】

After seeing this message, Jiang Hai was stunned for a moment, then silently deleted the message he had just edited.

Compared to the previous tedious answer, this time Jiang Hai's answer was concise and to the point:

【it is good. 】

Old people often say that people are afraid of becoming famous just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. This proverb is actually correct.

At the very least, Jiang Hai had a deep understanding of this at this moment.

Since he entered the top ten of this star list,

There has never been a stop in the flow of people contacting the author’s account.

Almost every moment, his message chat notification was 99+. The huge and numerous messages overwhelmed him and gave him a headache.

Except for those book friends and fans of his in the forum.

The rest are some fellow authors.

When I saw that the ranking of "The Poor Man's Two Thousand Years of Up and Down" fluctuated upward again, reaching seventh.

Dozens of colleagues he added on QQ sent him messages:
"Master Yuye, awesome! (broken voice)"

"Master Yuye, congratulations~" "Master Yuye, you are worthy of being me!"

"Brother Yuye, please help me with the promotion of the chapter——"

"orz-2"

"orz2"

"orz-2"

"orz2"

This is really abstract.
When Jiang Hai saw this series of hieroglyphs, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Just as he was busy replying to messages from these fellow authors.

The portrait frame shakes.

Last night, the author named [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon in the Sky] sent a series of messages to Jiang Hai for several days in a row.

[Yuye, I saw your latest updated chapter. Are you free to chat with me now? ]

[Rainy night, I won’t take up too much of your time. I really have some questions to ask you this time.]

【Rainy night.】

Looking at this [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon in the Sky], whom he had never met before, who sent him more than a dozen messages in a row, Jiang Hai did not feel the joy of becoming famous, but only felt a little bored.

"Can't you find someone else to do the trouble? Why did you have to catch me?"

We are all adults and each has our own things to do.

You said that when I was bored, I could reply to you a few words, but why did you catch me and cause trouble from morning to night?

Isn't that a bit unsportsmanlike?
Jiang Hai had no intention of replying to the message from the netizen [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon In the Sky], whom he had never met before.

Jiang Hai closed the chat box with her, then opened the backend of the website and updated another chapter.

"The smoke and clouds outside Han."

At the same time, in the same classroom.

Shen Yue, who was sitting at the back of the classroom, was holding her cell phone, staring blankly at the screen.

Looking at her devoted expression, it seems.
Who are you chatting with?

"What's wrong, Shen Yue? Why are you so absent-minded in class today?" Deputy class monitor Liang Hongsheng looked at Shen Yue beside him with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to ask for leave? Otherwise, I'll tell the instructor. I have some extra brown sugar water. If you need it, I'll bring it to you later."

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shen Yue:

"Need not."

Even though the deputy monitor Liang Hongsheng had been talking to Shen Yue.

But from beginning to end, Shen Yue's eyes never left the mobile phone screen.

At this moment, thousands of doubts kept flashing through Shen Yue's mind——

“Why didn’t he reply to my message?”

“He’s clearly online”

"He just updated the chapter, why is he still ignoring me?"

"Could it be that there are too many people sending him messages?"

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Yue stretched out her slender fingers and slowly typed a line of words in the chat box:

[Rainy night, do you think I disturb you? ]

I thought that this message would be ignored by Yuye just like before.

Unexpectedly, this time, the reply came immediately.

【On a rainy night, bring an umbrella but not a knife: Yes. 】

The moment she saw the word "yes", the light in Shen Yue's eyes dimmed instantly, as if she had suffered a blow. The joints of her hands holding the phone turned slightly white, as if she had exerted some force.

Liang Hongsheng, the deputy monitor, noticed that Shen Yue was in a bad mood and was about to speak to comfort her:
"Well, Shen Yue, why don't you go back and have a rest."

Unexpectedly, before he could say anything to comfort her, Shen Yue said coldly:
"Could you please keep your voice down a bit?"

Speak a little more quietly?
I haven't spoken yet.
Liang Hongsheng was a little confused. He didn't know what he had done wrong to make Shen Yue treat him like this?

Without waiting for Liang Hongsheng to continue speaking, Shen Yue coldly said the reason why she hated him:
"Your breathing is disturbing me."

(End of this chapter)