father-in-law of the nation

Chapter 127 Sanjiang
When Wang Shen went back, it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Xiaoying sitting on the sofa watching cartoons.

"Aunt Wanwan, Dad is back." Wang Xiaoying jumped off the sofa excitedly, and happily ran to meet Wang Shen.

Wang Shen smiled and touched her little head, without saying much.

At this time, Wen Wanshu came out of the room, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you go to Zhao Da's concert to help sing? Why did you come back at this point?"

Wang Shen shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It's hard to say."

Looking at Wang Shen's face, Wen Wanshu felt more and more that there was gossip in it, and said with a smile: "Come on, tell me about the specific situation."

Wang Shen was very clear about Wen Wanshu's character, if she didn't tell her what was going on, she would never let it go, so Wang Shen had no choice but to tell her the ins and outs.

"Then you are really unlucky." After hearing Wang Shen's explanation, Wen Wanshu didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only sigh.

Wang Shen smiled, didn't say too much, and didn't want to waste more time on this topic.

Wen Wanshu rolled her eyes and said, "Didn't you say that you have a recording? Come on, send it to my QQ, and let me know the details."

Wang Shen asked hesitantly: "I'll just play it for you, why do you want to send it to your button?"

"Are you going to post it or not?" Wen Wanshu stared at her fiercely, with an unquestionable tone.

Wang Shen felt an inexplicable murderous aura, and quickly responded, "I'll send it."

Seeing Wang Shen being so upbeat, Wen Wanshu showed a satisfied smile.

I thought to myself, this person still cares about his own feelings, and he is quite obedient.

After receiving the recording file sent by Wang Shen, Wen Wanshu immediately went back to the room by herself.

Wang Shen didn't think too much, and watched cartoons on the sofa with his daughter.

At first, Wang Shen was in a depressed mood, but when he came back and saw his daughter full of joy, his mood instantly improved a lot, and the previous depression was swept away.

"Did you take a nap today?" Wang Xiaoying asked subconsciously as she leaned on Wang Shen.

"If you don't take a nap, Ying Bao wants to watch cartoons." Wang Xiaoying replied with a coquettish and coquettish voice.

"That can't be done. If you don't take a nap, you have to study your homework." Wang Shen's gentle voice sounded.

When Wang Xiaoying heard this, she looked at Wang Shen with eyes full of grievances, her small mouth was slightly deflated, and pitifully begged to be let go.

However, Wang Shen didn't like her for a long time, and said unmoved: "If you don't listen to Dad, you don't even want to watch cartoons these days."

"Huh~" Wang Xiaoying's little emotions were all revealed on her small face, and she snorted angrily.

"What? Did you not listen to your father?" Wang Shen deliberately changed his tone to be more severe.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoying quickly pretended to lie on Wang Shen's lap, assuming a sleeping position.

In order to allow his daughter to fall asleep peacefully, Wang Shen immediately stroked her hair with his hand to make her sleep more comfortably.

However, Wang Xiaoying did not fall asleep. After a while, she secretly opened her eyes and looked at her father.

At this moment, she happened to find that although her father was still moving his hands, his eyes were closed.

She thought to herself that her father might be tired and wanted to rest, so she stopped being mischievous, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Although Wang Shen closed his eyes, he didn't sleep, but closed his eyes to rest his mind. Because he closed his eyes, he didn't see these small movements of his daughter.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he could clearly perceive that his daughter's breath was steady, and there was no subtle movement, so he could tell that Wang Xiaoying had fallen asleep.

He carefully carried his daughter back to the room and put her on the bed, so that she could sleep better.

Wang Shen backed out and glanced into his room, Wen Wanshu also fell on the bed motionless.

Seeing this, he already knew that this person was also taking a nap.

Wang Xiaoying took a nap because she was in the stage of growing her body now, so Wang Shen would urge this matter.

As for Wen Wanshu's habit of taking a nap, Wang Shen also understands it.

According to Wen Wanshu herself, it was for maintenance.

That's right, maintenance.

Although Wang Shen didn't know what the reason was, but seeing that she was serious, and she was in her thirties, not a young man who had just turned twenty, he didn't have any opinion.

After all, for some women, certain things are more important than life.

Wang Shen poured himself a cup of tea, sat back on the sofa, and took out his mobile phone. He didn't have time to pay attention to the situation of the ghost blowing the lamp these days, and now he just had some free time to learn about it.

The reason why he took out his mobile phone was very simple. When he used QQ to send the recording file to Wen Wanshu just now, he saw that there were unread messages in QQ.

And this unread message was sent by Ye Ye, the editor of Qidian.com.

"I'll give you Sanjiang this week. When will it be put on the shelf to see the situation, update it stably, and work hard to save the manuscript. There will be two updates a day at most. When it goes on the shelf, it will explode. Can it explode? Can it be done when it is put on the shelf? How many updates can it do?"

The editors of Qidian.com are all relatively cold, and they don't talk nonsense, just talk about what they have to say.

Seeing this message, Wang Shen used his mobile browser to enter Qidian.com, and found that Gui Chuideng was really recommended by Sanjiang.

After being recommended by Sanjiang, a well-known Qidian.com, the clicks and recommendation votes of Ghost Chuideng have increased significantly, and there are also many book reviews.

Of course, there are also comments made by colleagues who opened a small account to deliberately smear. This kind of comment can be judged at a glance as long as you click on his account.

Alas, they are born from the same root, so why rush each other.

Wang Shen couldn't help sighing.

From the initial popular classification to the current Sanjiang, Wang Shen knows how difficult it is all the way.

He used to think that Ghost Blowing Lamps was not suitable for the world's online literature circle, so he had the idea of ​​reopening a new book.

Now it's hard to go to Sanjiang, and the results are not so good.

Even so, some colleagues came to make trouble.

Wang Shen really felt like a dog.

We are all writers at the bottom, can't we encourage each other and support each other to move forward?
Can't we just put our mentality in order and stop making such nonsense?

Do you know that this kind of behavior is a joke in the eyes of those great gods.

To be honest, when Wang Shen saw that these were disturbing comments from his peers, he was not angry, but embarrassed.

If it is said that Ghost Chuideng's performance has been against the sky, there is nothing wrong with this situation.

But the current results of this book are not good, why are some colleagues still not able to read it?

This is very embarrassing.

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(End of this chapter)