Chapter 133

At this time.

That place was already surrounded by people.

"What!?"

Li Er's expression changed suddenly.

Damn it!

Is it real or fake?

Actually selling books on the street!

In this era, the appearance of any book would be snatched up by high-ranking officials and nobles.

This is a precious and extremely rare luxury item!

It's no wonder Li Er would be so surprised.

"Quick! Go take a look!"

Li Er was so excited that he trotted all the way to the book stall.

When he saw the books displayed on the table, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He casually opened one of the "Analects", and the content inside was exactly the same as what he had learned!

And there were hundreds or thousands of similar books next to it.

Incredible!

Simply incredible!

"Xuanling, look! These books are all genuine!"

Li Er's palms holding the book began to sweat, and his whole body was trembling.

"Yes, Master!"

"These books are all genuine, and they only cost ten coins; my God!"

Fang Xuanling kept flipping through the books before him, his eyes shining, wishing he could directly take out money to buy all the books.

"Boss, give me a copy of 'The Domineering CEO Fell in Love with Me'!"

"I want one too!"

"Give me ten copies, this young lady wants to go back and share them with my sisters."

"Tsk tsk tsk! I didn't expect His Majesty to release a new book so quickly; I wonder what kind of miserable story this 'The Domineering CEO Fell in Love with Me' will be."

Just when Li Er and his minister were shocked, the people around instantly snatched up the book "The Domineering CEO Fell in Love with Me".

Launch Statement

It's about to be launched, and I want to talk to everyone.

This book has gone through many hardships. I originally worked hard to update it, hoping everyone could enjoy it. In fact, I did just that. With nearly 20,000 words updated in a day, it was launched in about a week. But there was a small episode in the middle; the contract signing had problems at the last minute, causing the launch time to be delayed by two days from the original, and it was launched on the ninth day, which is today.

Through this incident, the author only wants to say one thing, and that is the author's update guarantee! As long as everyone likes to read it, I will continue to update as usual every day. I won't say much about the five-chapter minimum; if the subscriptions are strong and everyone supports me, let alone five chapters, even fifty chapters... cough cough... I can't update that many, but at least ten chapters a day is no problem!

Another point is about the plot, because the author saw everyone's comments and guesses about the plot (yes, the author reads the comments every day!), first of all, I am very grateful that everyone can participate in the story, which gives the author a sense of recognition.

Secondly, the author wants to say that the direction and twists of the plot will far exceed everyone's imagination, and will be completely different from those old tropes. Here, the author guarantees to everyone that the plot will make everyone's jaws drop!

Finally, let me tell a story!

I vaguely remember back in 2006.

My girlfriend and I were drinking at a bar in our county, and some punks at the table opposite whistled at her and came to pull her to drink together.

I was drunk at the time and also a bit young and hot-headed.

If one were to describe me at that time as "angry enough to make my hair stand up for a beautiful woman," it couldn't be more appropriate!

My brain got hot, and I immediately pulled out the dagger I carried with me and rushed up to stab him.

That stab cost me fifteen years.

I remember when I went in, the streets were still full of "Praying for Buddha", "Lonely Sandbar Cold", "Mice Love Rice", and so on.

Now fifteen years have passed.

Things have long since changed.

Last year she came to see me once and told me she was getting married in a few months.

I asked her what kind of person her partner was.

She said her fiancé is a web novel author, very talented, earns a lot of money every month, and can take care of the family.

I was silent.

In my cognition.

A writer is a sacred and glorious profession, very awesome.

I also love reading novels very much, know that writing novels is not easy, and it is very difficult to write, and I admire these people who eat by writing.

So I didn't dare to tell her about the sentence reduction, and after chatting a few more words, I turned and left.

Over the past fifteen years, I have farmed, raised pigs, and worked in clothing; my heart has long since calmed down.

After getting out.

I even went downstairs to see her once.

She is very happy, and I am also very happy.

I think I should also consider my own life.

Last night I had a dream, and in the dream, it was 15 years ago.

Familiar streets, familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar person.

I woke up crying in the dream.

I know... the past can never be returned to.

Now all that's left is nostalgia.

And I am now in my 30s, and I suddenly feel lost.

I often can't sleep at night, sitting on the road, drinking alone, smoking, not knowing which way to go?

I thought to myself, is this how my life is going to be?

Just sink like this?

At this time, I opened my phone and suddenly saw an advertisement for the web novel app.

I thought of her fiancé being a web novel author.

So I downloaded it to take a look.

I also applied for an account and accidentally clicked into the author area.

Just like that, I muddledly added the editor's QQ and joined the author newbie group.

In it, I learned how to write novels, how to publish them, and how to have an income.

All of this simply opened up a new world for me.

Why can her fiancé do it, but I can't?

So I studied crazily and coded words crazily.

Just like that.

I successfully wrote my first novel in my life, although it only had single-digit subscriptions when it was launched, I still couldn't wait to call her and tell her about it.

After she heard it, she didn't say anything, just asked me for the book title and subscription results, and then was silent.

I naively thought that as long as the book was written, it would be a success, and she would fall in love with me again.

But one night a month later.

She called me and said she was getting married tomorrow.

I immediately dropped the novel I was writing, drove 400 kilometers overnight, and rushed downstairs to her house.

Seeing the "double happiness" character on the door downstairs, the light in the room was still on.

I called her, I wanted to ask her why.

She shook her head and said, "Do you think you're a writer just because you wrote a book? Wake up, you're just a loser author with less than 100 subscriptions. Even if we were together, what would you use to support me? But he's different, he's a big shot with 1,000 subscriptions, he can support me with novels."

At this time, I knew.

How wrong I was.

After hanging up the phone.

I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on the park bench downstairs at her house.

The beer was finished.

A pack of cigarettes was finished.