Chapter 58

Meanwhile, after the publicity team understood the reason, they also started working rapidly.

This was the new book of Ye Xuan, the pig-raising tycoon who refused the Nobel Prize!

It must be placed on the homepage!

This was a living golden signboard!

With this big shot, the KPI for the whole year was set!

Under the operation of the publicity team, Ye Xuan's new book was directly set as a splash screen recommendation.

In the past, splash screen recommendations were used for all kinds of advertisements, as this was the recommendation slot with the highest traffic in the entire software.

But now, the publicity team wished they could hug the thigh of this great god Ye Xuan!

By 8:00 PM, the blog's server was restored, and countless netizens had been waiting eagerly!

At this moment, netizens opened the blog app one after another and saw a splash screen with a Wu Xia-style ink painting.

On a steed, a youth dressed in Mongolian clothing held a curved bow, pulled to a full moon.

The arrow was ready to go, and the next moment it seemed as if it could rush out of the page and come straight at them.

It simply made people exclaim, "Is it cool or what?!"

And to the left of the bow and arrow were the five calligraphic characters of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, strong and powerful, thick and majestic.

At the very bottom, the words "Pig-raising Tycoon Ye Xuan" shone brightly.

More and more people couldn't wait to rush in.

At this moment, in a room full of competitive style, high school student Huang Mao, having nothing to do, also opened the blog.

Seeing the two words "Ye Xuan" on the splash screen, Huang Mao subconsciously clicked his tongue.

During this period, the reputation of Nobel Prize winner Ye Xuan had spread across the entire network.

Huang Mao felt like his ears were about to grow calluses.

In class, the teacher mentioned *One Hundred Years of Solitude* and *The Old Man and the Sea* every day, claiming how good these two books were, but Huang Mao hadn't read a single one.

Students are the group most prone to rebellious psychology; the more the teacher demands they read, the less they want to read.

Seeing Ye Xuan's name, Huang Mao felt a bit disdainful in his heart.

He thought it must be a book for those old pedants, and he, a fine youth of socialism, wouldn't read this stuff.

However, just as he was muttering in his heart, he subconsciously glanced at the picture and the book title.

"*The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, this name sounds average, doesn't seem to have any appeal..."

While saying this, Huang Mao's gaze didn't move away at all.

His right hand's mouse clicked in, his mouth saying one thing but his body doing another.

"Then I'll give it some face and read for three minutes. If it's not good, I'll exit."

Muttering this, Huang Mao found a step for himself and clicked open the main text.

Half an hour later...

Huang Mao let out a roar.

"Damn, I want to send razor blades!"

It's gone?!

How can it be so short and weak?!

Is the author not full from eating?!

Why did he only write five chapters?!

He wanted to curse in his heart, but Huang Mao's hands quickly opened his class group.

He had now become a loyal fan of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* and was preparing to go crazy promoting it to his classmates.

And the moment he opened the chat group, he saw that the dense group chat had already reached 999+.

The class group had completely boiled over.

"Wocwocwoc! How can there be such a good book?!"

"Does anyone think Mei Chaofeng is super cool?!"

"I like Ke Zhen'e, ah ah ah ah ah ah, why doesn't the author write more?!"

"Such a silly Guo Jing, but I love him so much, what should I do?!"

"Send razor blades, send razor blades! Update quickly!"

Huang Mao's nearly page-long promotion text, prepared in advance, suddenly didn't need to be sent.

No promotion needed at all!

His own class group had already gone crazy!

And just as the class group was lively, a slow message suddenly floated up.

【Class Teacher:?】

Although it was just a question mark, it immediately made the comment section of the class group fall into silence.

Everyone could see the majestic momentum of their old teacher from a single straightforward question mark!

For a full three minutes, no one dared to reply.

Everyone was excited and started having fun in the class group, forgetting that the class teacher was in their group.

Their class teacher had always been an "old antique" with "barbed wire all around, skating rink in the middle."

He even set a rule that "only study can be discussed in the group, no chatting."

Just as everyone was trembling, thinking they were about to face the storm from the old teacher, a ding-dong sound came from the phone class group, and a message arrived.

【Class Teacher: So you all like *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* too?】

Too...

Like...

*The Legend of the Condor Heroes*...

After the extreme silence of the entire class group, the next second, countless excited replies erupted.

Like!

Of course like!

Like it to the max! ===== CHAPTER 61 =====