Su Qietian, the heroine of fast wear

Chapter 364 The Poisonous Tyrant Reader 7.43
[His Royal Highness Nine: It's okay. 】

last night.

Ruan Sheng replied good night under His Highness Jiu's new Weibo. Before he quit Weibo, he saw his readers crawling over his comments.

He immediately frowned.

What happened next made him a little flustered.

Readers popped up one by one.

Although there is no offense to His Royal Highness Jiu's comment.

However, he was still a little worried.

Will she despise him because of this?
Tried to delete that reply, but readers have crawled past it, and deleting the reply at this point won't help.

He watched his readers urging His Highness Jiu to update him, and his heart was tormented.

I want to send her a private message to apologize, but I'm afraid it will disturb her.

She just said that she was going to sleep, and she should have already slept.

Sending her a private message at this time will definitely disturb her.

With his heart fluttering, he couldn't sleep at all.

After setting the alarm clock, he got up before six o'clock, and the first thing he did was to send her a private message to apologize.

After sending the private message, he didn't get up to brush his teeth and wash his face, but sat on the bed, holding his mobile phone, waiting for her response as if waiting for a judgment.

Waited and waited until it was more than 40:[-].

Ding dong.

When the notification sounded on the phone, his heart beat violently, and he was not relieved until he saw her reply.

Fortunately, she was not angry.

After thinking about it, I clicked into the edit page, edited a Weibo, and posted it.

Orchestra V: I am a reader of Your Highness Jiu.

After this Weibo was successfully published, he felt that it was not enough, so he edited a new one.

Orchestra V: Don't disturb others.

His readers looked at these two Weibo posts with confused faces.

The author who has been diving for three years, Dada, bubbled up not long ago, posted an ambiguous Weibo, then disappeared again, and now reappeared, unexpectedly posted two such Weibos.

The positioning of the orchestral master in the hearts of readers is high and cold.

He has very little interaction with the reader.

Do not reply to reader comments.

The number of Weibo posts can be counted on the fingers.

However, among the few microblogs, there are actually two related to His Highness Jiu.

Someone YY made a bloody drama.

@烟青酒祭: Ang, what is the relationship between the orchestra master and His Royal Highness Jiu?
@羽之长景: Men and women...friends? ? ?
@yuloumomu: Secret love...? ? ?
Someone decided to synchronize with the master, and follow the same book as the master.

@你呀的呀口: Is the Great God a reader of His Highness Nine?I'll go and see what His Royal Highness wrote qwq
@罗衣晚城湿君心: I’ll go and have a look too [doge]
After Luo Yan replied to Philharmonic's private message, she went to brush her teeth and wash her face.

After washing, she sat at the desk, turned on the computer, and looked at the data in the backstage of the writer.

Today is the day when "Sweetheart" is on the shelves. No matter how busy you are, you still have to look at the data.

When she logged in and saw the data in the background, she was stunned.

Although the collection of "Sweetheart" is very good, isn't this subscription too intense?

From early morning to now, in less than six hours, there have been hundreds of thousands of nearly one million subscriptions, and it is still rising.

Luo Yan is very clear that the website's collections are innumerable.

Some readers only read free books, and abandon the article after paying the fee. She didn't take those millions of collections seriously. However, looking at the data now, the subscription ratio of "Sweetheart" is actually good?
Just thinking about it, a message popped up on the phone.

It is news of special concern.

What she paid special attention to besides the inhumanity was the editorial team.

Luo Yan clicked in, thinking that Tuanzi was going to remind her something, but when she clicked in, it was just an emoji.

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　　Class party, playing ing outside~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)