After Father Wang's earth-shattering shouts, in the time it took to smoke a cigarette, live streamer Little Xuan heard the news and hurriedly ran in. She smoothed her messy bangs and obediently sat down in front of the computer screen. Blinking at the camera, she then waved at it with a pleasantly surprised expression. "Hi! So it's Jiao Mei! Welcome, welcome! "
From Wang Ling's aesthetic point of view, Little Xuan's looks could only be considered passable, and wasn't as amazing as the online otaku rumors made her out to be. Straight-line eyebrows and an oval face were the hallmarks of an online celebrity. In terms of facial features alone, Wang Ling felt that she wasn't even as good-looking as Lotus Sun without makeup. But he had to admit that compared with those stereotypical female live streamers online, Little Xuan was still a girl who looked pretty pleasing to the eye. Her voice was sweet but not bewitching, and was just right. Add to that the maid's lace dress and her slender legs wrapped in black stockings …
Hm, maybe this was why Little Xuan was so popular with the public …
Wang Ling cupped his chin in his hand as he pondered this. On the other side, Father Wang had already crushed his cigarette butt and was looking at Little Xuan with a resentful expression. It was obvious that Little Xuan had already understood his expression. "It looks like our Jiao Mei has run out of inspiration again?"
"The old book is almost finished, and there's no inspiration for the new one. In one word, I'm worried! "
Father Wang rubbed his furrowed eyebrows. "There has to be a seamless transition between the end of the old book and the release of the new work. Otherwise, our whole family will have to eat dirt from now on … "(And it's very likely that we won't even be able to afford tableware. Just buying that prodigal toy will cost us a lot of money every month!)
As soon as Father Wang finished crying about being poor, Little Xuan's other fans in the live stream room started to jeer one after another.
"Jiao Mei is a guru! Still crying about being poor, we white-collar workers who work every day don't want to live our lives anymore! "
"Well, I'm a newbie. Can anyone tell me what this Jiao Mei big shot's pen name is? What works has she written? "
"What the hell? You don't even know Jiao Mei?! Jiao Mei's pen name is Wang Situ! "
"Holy shit! It's actually Guru Wang Situ! "
…
The live stream room instantly exploded!
Because Wang Situ's pen name was simply too resounding!
Back then, he was a newcomer to the online novel industry. In the end, it took him less than two months from the time his novel was published to reaching 300,000 words on the shelves. He used his new work, "Let Go of That Wet Nurse", to slay the gods. After the novel was published, the number of subscriptions for the first chapter exceeded 200,000, setting a new record for the number of subscriptions on the website. It even beat all the veteran authors who had been writing on the website for a long time.
It could be said that Wang Situ's strong entry at that time was like a black horse that had suddenly broken through the ground under the pressure of the Five Fingers Mountain, catching many old gods who had posted books at the same time off guard. Zhu Ge, a godly author who had been serialized in the Cultivation Read for nearly twenty years, had left in a fit of anger precisely because of Wang Situ's addition …
Although Father Wang rarely talked about his writing at home, Wang Ling had heard about the legends of Father Wang's all-powerful online fame. Over the years, Father Wang had accumulated a lot of fame online and was quite well-known. But the name Wang Situ was still a mysterious existence to the editors of the Cultivation Reading Magazine.
Given Father Wang's achievements as a godly author who had won the annual work award many times, the website would send him invitations to the annual conference every year, but Father Wang hadn't gone even once. He had refused all online and offline announcements and activities, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to writing.
Seeing that someone had exposed Wang Jiaomei's identity, the bullet messages in Little Xuan's live stream room continued to explode, and even the number of viewers had increased from three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand. This showed how famous Father Wang was online …
"I never thought that Boss Jiaomei would be Guru Wang Situ! … By the way, is Let Go of That Wet Nurse finished yet? "
"Not yet! But it's almost finished. Isn't our Guru Wang Situ worrying about his new book … "
"It's finally finished!" Someone sent a crying emoji. "I remember when I was chasing Guru Wang Situ's book back then, I was still in Qi Condensation primary school! I'm almost graduating from university now! "
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang sent a sweating emoji. "…"
"It's been serialized for a whole thirteen years; this book should be able to top the word count list, right?"
"Not yet, there's a book called Reborn: The Life of a Bewitching Genius that's still being serialized. It's said that a big shot in the cultivation world who was chasing this book came out after a hundred years of seclusion to find that it was still being serialized. He was so scared that he almost prematurely transcended his tribulation and was almost struck to death by lightning! "
"… Please don't finish it, Guru Wang Situ! Work hard to surpass this number one book on the word count list! "
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang couldn't help laughing. Even if it continued to be serialized, it would be impossible for him to surpass that Life of a Bewitching Genius in terms of word count. After all, it seemed that this book had been serialized ever since the website had been set up.
Let Go of That Wet Nurse told the story of a protagonist who was reborn into the body of a frail crown prince of the Qing Palace, and who relied on collecting and training wet nurses to farm and develop his career. Later, the protagonist used a Wet Nurse Rong's steel needle to open up his conception and governor vessels, and with a palm technique that descended from the sky, he defeated the number one killer in the world, Evil God Fire Cloud, and became a peerless expert …
Back then, this had just been an inspiration that Father Wang had while sitting on the toilet and reading newspapers in his spare time. He hadn't expected it to be widely loved by readers when it was turned into a serialized novel.
But after being serialized for so many years, Father Wang felt that he had already told his story what he needed to say, and it would be too immoral of him to continue. Since it was a novel, he should draw a full stop to the characters he had created.
But when he thought of this, Father Wang still felt a little sad. After all, this was a book he had written for more than ten years, and also his first work. It was inevitable that he would feel empty and lonely if he suddenly ended it and started a new chapter.
Thus, Father Wang had sought out Little Xuan. For one thing, he felt that a girl full of vitality like this could make up for the regrets in his heart. For another, young girls often had a big imagination, and Father Wang felt that Little Xuan might be able to bring him some inspiration.
Less than half an hour after Father Wang went online, Little Xuan looked at the number of people in the live stream room. After Father Wang's identity had been exposed, the number had actually soared to six hundred thousand.
Father Wang alone had helped her pull in three hundred thousand new viewers …
To a streamer, this was much more valuable than any gift or reward!
Thus, Little Xuan simply and straightforwardly changed the title of the room to [Everyone, let's help Guru Wang Situ think of a new theme!]
After making the changes, the girl in front of the screen was lost in thought, and it was clear that she was racking her brains.
Little Xuan had always been calm and unruffled when it came to answering emotional questions, and the audience had never seen her so distressed before. The live stream room soon exploded again …
"Distressed Little Xuan! She's still so beautiful! "
"Little Xuan's new expression pack, GET!"
Looking at the lively bullet messages, Father Wang unconsciously took another cigarette out of his pack. Now there were six hundred thousand people helping him think of a theme. Even if he didn't use it, he could at least find a few bright ideas tonight.
Pa! The moment Father Wang pressed down on his lighter, Little Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up in front of the screen. "I don't know how to write a novel … but I think we can give this theme a try … Jiao Mei, what do you think about live streaming?"
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