In this life, I don't even talk about love

On the other end of the phone, Ye Ge also smiled.

"You are the ones who helped me. You said you were repaying me. It would be better to say that Su Yue, you helped me take care of my mom. That's already a repayment.

Okay, that’s it. I’ll tell my mom about this and she’ll probably jump for joy.

I won't disturb you any more, just have a good rest."

"Thank you." Finally, Ye Ge expressed his sincere gratitude and hung up the phone.

This gratitude comes from the heart.

These past two days, Ye Ge was wondering, how could his mother, who was in good health, get stomach cancer?

Ye Ge suspected that it was after he went to college that his mother began to casually prepare three meals a day, sometimes even skipping meals, and leading an irregular life, which led to the root of his illness during these four years.

Of course, this is just Ye Ge’s own guess. The possibility is very small, but it is not impossible.

All in all, no matter what, it is the best thing for both parties that Su Yue can live here to accompany her mother.

"Mom, I've finished the call. Thanks to your son's eloquence, Su Yue agreed to live here." Ye Ge walked out of the room to take credit.

"Really? That's great!" Ms. Song was very happy. "When will Su Mu and Su Yue move in? I have to tidy up the room quickly."

Ye Ge's brows twitched slightly: "Of course it was after the summer vacation. I went to college and moved here. And it seems that only Su Yue lived here to accompany you. I was still at home. How could two sisters live here?"

The joy on Ms. Song's face suddenly decreased by one third, and she looked at her son with disdain: "Why don't you switch and live in Su Mu's house, and let Su Mu and Su Yue live here now?"

Ye Ge: "???"

Sunday.

Magic City.

In the office building of Qidian Chinese Network.

Because it is a rest day.

Therefore, there were only a few basic staff on duty in the office building, making it seem rather deserted.

After lunch, Zhao Naipeng swiped his card to enter the fantasy editorial department.

Sitting at his workstation, Zhao Naipeng turned on his computer, logged in with his work number, and entered his work background.

The sounds of Zhao Naipeng's mouse and keyboard rang out alternately, and finally he opened the background data of the book "Taoism, Ghosts and Immortals".

Number of readers: 165.

Number of collections: 80.

For a new book by a new author that has just signed a contract, this kind of data is perfectly normal.

After all, there is no exposure of "Tao Ghosts and Immortals". Under such circumstances, readers who can encounter this book can only say that they are out of books to read, and they are the kind of people who flip through the new books in the library and spend half a day flipping through them.

Not to mention the readers who put refurbished books into the library, who are generally old bookworms and gourmets, and have very high requirements for the quality of books.

The fact that it can retain these old bookworms and has a reading ratio of nearly 2:1 shows that this book still has great potential!

This made Zhao Naipeng feel a little relieved, but not much.

Because the sample is too small and not very reliable, we can only see a relatively good trend.

Zhao Naipeng looked at the clock in the lower right corner of the computer, which showed 12:21.

Qidian Chinese website changes its recommendations every Sunday at 2:00 p.m.

There is still about an hour and a half before "Tao Ghosts and Immortals" is recommended.

The promotion period for the big release is three days in total.

But for most books, it only takes two hours to know the performance of the book, and there is no need to wait for three days.

Of course, there are also quite a few books that performed averagely in the entire recommendation, or were even eliminated, but finally made their mark. We won’t mention them for now as their number is too small.

Zhao Naipeng took a deep breath, his hands and feet trembling a little, and turned up the air conditioner a little.

But even so, Zhao Naipeng still felt shaking.

The main reason was not the temperature problem, but that Zhao Naipeng was too nervous.

Zhao Naipeng decided that he would sit here until four o'clock in the afternoon and see the data of "Tao Ghosts and Immortals" with his own eyes!

If the data performance is average, then there is nothing much to say. It means that based on the current market, this book is qualified to be recommended. It is not to say that it is excellent, but it is also impeccable.

If the data is not good, Zhao Naipeng doesn’t think it’s because of his vision, because this book is really good, and Zhao Naipeng has a feeling that this book will get better and better!

However, by then I will no longer be the editor of this book. I have "wasted" a great recommendation and I am afraid I will have to pack up and leave.

If the data performance is excellent, then there is nothing to say, your destiny will definitely be changed, and becoming a regular employee is just around the corner.

"Dog Loves Teacher"

Zhao Naipeng closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and exhaled deeply.

"Whether I can keep this job depends on you."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 21 I feel that one of the author and the reader must be crazy

In the 414 male dormitory of Yuhang University, after the morning class, four freshmen majoring in "Mechanical Design, Manufacturing and Automation" walked into the dormitory.

"Brothers, get on board, get on board, and head directly to the transport ship." Wang Ming threw away his schoolbag and opened his laptop.

"Lao Wang is busy. I'm going to go find the counselor later."

"I'm not free either. I got Tang Zhiyan's QQ number from the School of Finance and Management. Guys, I'm going to take the initiative!"

A guy wearing glasses blushed, opened QQ excitedly, and entered his QQ number tremblingly.

"Tang Zhiyan? The beauty of the School of Finance?" Wang Ming was stunned. "Come on, Old Qian, she is the beauty of the school. How could she like you?"

"She's not just the beauty of the department." Lao Wang said with a smile, "Many people think that Tang Zhiyan is the beauty of our Yuhang University."

"Besides, she's a beautiful, wealthy woman. I heard that Qin Miao from the School of Finance drove a Mercedes-Benz to her house, but she ended up driving a Maybach with a dedicated driver."

"Old Qian, please stop daydreaming. Hurry up and transport the ship. I'll give you my cannon to play with."

"Get lost, a toad that doesn't want to eat swan meat is not a good toad. I tell you, this kind of goddess-level figure is generally not pursued by many people. Watch out, if I catch her, don't cry, bro, I will just save my life from struggling!"

As he said this, the guy clicked on the friend request.

Then a pop-up window immediately popped up: "The other party refuses anyone to add him/her as a friend."

"Lao Wang." The man with glasses shouted.

"what?"

"Please lend me your cannon for a while."

"." Wang Ming rolled his eyes at him, "Old Yi, what about you?"

The man named Yi Chuan shook his head and said, "You guys play first. I'll read a novel for a while. Qidian Chinese website has a new round of book recommendations today."

"Alas, what's so interesting about novels? Men should just come to transport ships!"

Wang Ming complained, but he also knew that Yi Chuan was a fan of online literature. Every Sunday, when the Qidian Chinese website recommended updated books, he would spend the whole afternoon reading new books.

So Lao Wang could only "make noises" on the transport ship with Brother Eyes.

When Yichuan opened the Qidian Chinese website, the first thing he did was to look at the main recommendation, which is the most conspicuous horizontal screen on the website.

"Hmm? 'Tao Ghosts and Immortals'?"

Looking at these four novel words, Yi Chuan began to wonder, could this be a horror novel?

To be honest, horror novels are really not his cup of tea.

It was nothing, it was just that the last time he was reading a horror novel, the cabinet moved and gave him a fright.

However, the quality of books that can appear in the major recommendations must be good enough.

And it seems to be a fantasy fairy tale type.

This made Yi Chuan even more itchy.

In the end, Yi Chuan clicked on the page and the book's details page appeared.

Good guy!

Thirty thousand words?

30,000 words to get a big recommendation? Which great writer wrote this?

Yi Chuan scrolled down and looked at the author again - "Even Dogs Don't Fall in Love" Writer Level LV.1.

Damn it?

Newbie?

A newcomer is being promoted?

Could this be a connection between the website editor and others?

That's impossible. If we let a newcomer take such an important position as the big promoter, wouldn't that destroy our reputation?

Don’t want to be the editor-in-chief anymore?

Out of curiosity, Yi Chuan clicked on it.

Tao Ghosts and Immortals

[Li Huowang raised the pestle in his hand]

Yi Chuan's mouse wheel kept sliding down, and he was unknowingly immersed in it.

Sliding and sliding

[The air-filled ward appeared in front of him, and his lower body was bound tightly to the bed by cloth straps.]

"hiss!"

Yi Chuan took a deep breath and his whole scalp felt tingling.

What kind of novel gimmick is this, traveling between two worlds? Is the protagonist a psychopath?

Yichuan continues to watch