Cang's Ramblings

Chapter 791 787. Comments on "The Death of a Small Online Writer"

"Hello everyone, I'm Lao Wang! Today I recommend to you a suspense novel that's unprecedented and is said to be the most suspenseful novel on the entire internet!"

When Ye Fan typed these words and prepared to start today's book promotion work, his heart ached again.

This is the 127th attack this month.

He didn't know the cause, so he went to the hospital for an X-ray, but no specific disease was found.

The old doctor just said: Drink more hot water and think more positively.

But the only thing he was sure of was that this was what would happen whenever he was about to write a book promotion copy.

But there was no way, he had to keep writing in order to survive.

He used to be a writer, to be more precise, an online writer, commonly known as an online writer.

He is just an ordinary first-level author who has not achieved any achievements. He is only slightly better than an unsigned author.

Unfortunately, since the website revised its full attendance salary, he could not even guarantee full attendance royalties because he was unable to meet the target of 500 average subscriptions.

He also wanted to find some odd jobs, but he was a proud scholar who only wanted to do mental work.

——The dividing line without emotion comes up——

This is a single dormitory of only a dozen square meters. The lights are dim and the clock on the wall points to 23:30 p.m.

A fat middle-aged man with thinning hair is sitting in front of the computer.

His face was greasy and pale, and he was rubbing his temples hard, hoping to slightly relieve the headache on his forehead.

There are kitchens, bathrooms and other things here, but apart from taking a shower once every three days, in his opinion, eating is not as delicious as instant noodles with a variety of flavors to choose from.

The smell of braised beef noodles was constantly invading his taste buds, telling him that he would be able to eat in one minute.

The computer screen flashed a faint blue light, and the line of words reminded him that the work had just begun.

He recalled what happened a month ago.

At that time he was still writing the serialized novel "Pen Falls into the Yellow Spring".

This is a traditional suspense novel that contains elements such as urban superpowers, urban legends, traditional Chinese martial arts, future mechas, campus romance, scumbag men, harems, etc. It is very exciting to write.

Every time he reviews a manuscript, he would excitedly exclaim: What a masterpiece!
Unfortunately, when he was having a great time, he felt a pain in his heart, as if someone had hit him hard with a 50-jin sledgehammer, and he immediately fainted from the pain.

In the darkness, he vaguely saw a beam of bright white light, which was so bright that he could not open his eyes. In the dim light, he seemed to see a giant who was more than forty meters tall.

He seemed to hear a whisper: "jie... finally found you!"

wow...

He was awakened instantly!

Because he heard that the sound was very similar to the sound of him swallowing saliva.

Sure enough, his pants were covered with instant noodle residue, which smelled like sauerkraut.

That night, he showered for half an hour.

The novel is also perfectly discontinued.

The next night, he planned to continue writing "Pen Falls to the Yellow Springs", so he at least wrote a note to explain what happened last night.

As a result, just as he put his fingers on the keyboard and was about to Q a wave of 6 to his fans, his head suddenly felt a severe pain and he couldn't Q a single word.

Whenever he thought about the plot of "Pen Falls to the Yellow Spring", his head would hurt so much.

He was very surprised and searched a lot of information on the Internet, but there was no useful information.

He consulted with the editor and wanted to ask whether it was still necessary to continue writing this book.

The editor smiled coldly and said, "Cut it off~"

From that moment on, he felt a sense of relief, as if he had drunk a 1.25-liter bottle of ice-cold cola. He wanted to shout to the heavens, "What a relief!"

But he didn't even have the chance to shout out.

Because, a strong thought emerged in his mind: "Come on, I want to kill the gods!"

So, he uncontrollably created a new blank document, and with a few clicks of his hands, a 1000-word book review was born.

"Of the five whites in the Central Plains, only one survives. Is this a regression of the times, or a market resurgence?"

He was stunned as he read this book review which was full of sincerity, criticism and reasonableness, and was speechless.

"So literary! Is Platinum's writing style only this good?"

Then, he actually took out eight platform accounts and uploaded and published the article directly.

In just three minutes, there are a thousand reads;
In less than half an hour, the number of readers exceeded 10,000;

Three hours later, the number of views exceeded 100,000.

Several platforms also issued hot-selling notifications for him.

Looking at those bright and golden notifications of hot-selling products, his tears flowed down again and filled his mouth. The sweet strawberry taste was like the first kiss of first love.

Because he bought the lipstick for 9.9 yuan at a 2 yuan store and forced it on the other person.

After a struggle, their lips accidentally touched. As a result, the relationship, which lasted less than three days, ended.

——Farewell to the memories of love, the camera cuts back——

The next day, when he opened the platform and saw the advertising revenue, he smiled happily, and the fat all over his body started jumping, like fried beans on a hot pan, full of dynamism.

Satisfied, he looked at the computer again, silently created a new document, and glanced at the major rankings in the online literature circle.

What he didn't know was that after he published this book review, the Five Whites of Central Plains also encountered unprecedented difficulties.

"Dongchen, Xidou, Nanhong, Beishao, and Zhongchenji" all experienced serious writer's block. They all issued leave notices and were unable to write a single word in the next seven days.

This made countless readers who followed the series furious, and the razor blades on Taobao became an instant hit, and were even out of stock at one point.

Later, even maid outfits became a hot commodity, which puzzled the sellers. They urged the manufacturers to ship the goods overnight, and added a note: sexy, black stockings.

At first, Ye Fan was wondering why the big guys on the list all asked for leave, as if it was not the day for the big guys to gather and brag yet.

There are also some true fans who will question the authors in major book clubs, asking why they have to take consecutive leave and why their investments have been wasted?
It wasn't until the eighth day that Ye Fan discovered a strange phenomenon in the online literature circle:
All the books he has reviewed, including those currently being serialized and those that have been completed, cannot be searched normally.

Those platinum and great writers who used to be high on the list have disappeared from the list, and they have been replaced by some unknown new authors.

This makes the newcomers feel very strange: I only update 10,000 words a day, how can pure water writing be on the bestseller list?
On the ninth day, Ye Fan felt a little lonely and unbearable, and he also wanted to start writing a new book to get a taste of the daily income. After all, the level of those authors seemed to be on par with his.

However, as soon as the thought came to his mind, it was overturned by a strong will: You don’t deserve it!

Yes, he really doesn't deserve Ri Wan.

I’d better write a book review, it’s so touching!

On the tenth day, he started writing about the Great God and Platinum again because that idea forced him to do so.

It seems that he will not be happy unless he writes about all the great masters.

By the twentieth day, his fans on major platforms had grown to 100,000, and the better ones had reached 200,000.

The number of articles with the highest number of readers exceeded one million.

The endless stream of popular pictures has made him calm.

But when he slowly raised the corners of his mouth to a comfortable angle and tried to smile, his heart ached.

Unexpectedly, this whole pumping lasted for three minutes, and I estimated that it was at least twenty times.

He didn't dare to continue writing in front of the computer, he wanted to take a rest.

Because he had written five articles a day before, and had already written a hundred articles.

In the next few days, he went to many hospitals for physical examinations, and all of them said that everything was normal. He also went to the obstetrics and gynecology department.

When he was leaving, the doctor's eyes were gentle and kind, and revealed a sense of certainty, as if he was certain that he would go again.

Today is May 28th at 1:10 am. He glanced at the line of words on the document and decided to take a rest.

He lay down on the white bed, covered his head with the white sheets, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the endless darkness, a strong red light suddenly appeared, and a giant, blood red, really appeared in front of him.

The giant had a pair of curved horns on his head, and his lantern-like eyes shone with captivating light. At just one glance, Ye Fan felt as if he had been seen naked.

Rumble…

"Mortal, have you got what you wished for?" Giant language, automatic translation.

"What? Who are you?" Ye Fan asked in Mandarin.

"Your book connected me, so I gave you the opportunity!" said the giant.

"What opportunity?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

"Humph~ Of course it's the ability to send someone as a eunuch!?" The giant was a little angry, and his horns shook irregularly.

"Eunuch? No wonder so many people's books have been eunuched recently, it turns out it was you who did it!"

"Are you done talking nonsense? Come with me~" The giant began to wave, stirring up a bloody storm.

Ye Fan was hit hard and happened to see the sea of ​​blood and corpses under his feet. Some of the people among them seemed familiar.

"Don't bother looking at them. They're all old fools who've been eunuchs many times! Now it's your turn~"

Ye Fan was shocked. He pinched his waist and pointed his sword finger: "Why? What did I do to deserve your harm?"

"Haha~"

A foul-smelling cold snort made him completely lose consciousness.

——The dividing line without expression——

A TV station reported: On June 6, a middle-aged man in a certain community died while writing late at night. His body was found a week later when the landlord was asking for rent.

According to witnesses, the deceased's computer screen was filled with the number 666, and the police have no explanation for this.

——Separate Secant——

The whole book is finished!
【Cang's Ramblings】

I participated in an essay contest, but I don't think it will work. I'm doing this for love~
(End of this chapter)