As the battle began, the six of them worked together to canvass votes and give out red packets for monthly votes. In a short period of time, Father Wang's book review and comment section grew more and more people. It didn't matter if they came for the Red Envelope Treasure Chest, saw the advertisement, or were recommended by fans, this was undoubtedly the best time to release an update to gain attention.
Father Wang wasn't in the habit of stockpiling drafts, so after deciding to fight for the top spot last night, he had prepared for it overnight. In one breath, he posted the six chapters of three thousand words that he had written since yesterday.
But Father Wang knew that this wasn't the end, and he couldn't rest. If he wanted to compete for the top spot, a mere eighteen thousand words weren't enough at all.
Other than that, he also had to ensure the quality of the new chapters. That was the way to go.
Around noon, Father Wang's monthly votes rebounded, and his ranking rose again. He was now in fifth place with twenty-four thousand votes.
But while Father Wang seemed to be catching up, Zhu Ge hadn't stopped updating during this period. He hadn't updated as much as Father Wang, although he had also updated six chapters. Although each chapter was only two thousand words, it still aroused the fanatical reading interest of the fans.
"The number one villager, Zhuge, is really cunning … he posted six chapters of two thousand words …" The corners of Father Chen's mouth twitched. He knew that Zhu Ge was demonstrating his power to them.
Furthermore, after they went to the forum to ask for votes last night, Zhu Ge was probably already on guard and had also prepared for battle.
Super Chen and Wang Ling watched as Father Chen worked so hard that his forehead was beaded with sweat, and at the same time, their hearts tightened. Super Chen was also one of the small readers of Wet Nurse. As he watched Chen Yi vote, he also took out his e-book to keep an eye on the changes in the ranking, his blood boiling as he cheered him on the side. "Wang Situ, you can do it! Wang Situ, charge! "
It was only now that Super Chen somewhat understood how powerful the charm of the art of language was. A single book could actually trigger a battle between tens of thousands of people. This kind of scene might be hard for ordinary people to imagine, but Super Chen was only a four-year-old child.
His imagination was very strong, and he immediately imagined a battlefield of tens of thousands of people, many people holding dictionaries in their hands like bricks, smashing each other's faces. The scene was filled with the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of firecrackers …
Wang Ling actually knew a little more than Super Chen about the rules of the ranking list. He also knew about it, but he didn't look at Father Wang's. It wasn't that he didn't support her as a son.
There were two reasons.
First, the protagonist in Father Wang's novel didn't eat crispy noodle snacks.
Secondly, it was very easy for him to think of the protagonist in Father Wang's novel as Father Wang … this was a very bad experience!
Therefore, under normal circumstances, if a person was very familiar with an author, they would not go back.
He didn't know if other people felt this way, but at the very least, Wang Ling did. Reading the writings of the people around him, especially the people closest to him, gave him a strange feeling.
Actually, Wang Ling knew what the outcome of this ranking fight would be.
But there was also uncertainty about Wang Ling.
When all was said and done, he had changed Super Chen's memories, so he didn't know how this small change would affect the outcome of the Best Newcomer King.
Wang Ling remembered that back then, Father Wang had won the title of Best Newcomer King, and in the end had crushed him with a large number of votes.
After that, Father Wang won the monthly votes for six years in a row, which could be said to be unprecedented.
In the seventh year, Father Wang didn't want to compete anymore. At the authors' annual conference, several authors had given Father Wang red packets and begged him to update a little slower … that way, they would still have the strength to fight for the top spot.
And so, in the seventh year, Father Wang went a little easy …
Of course, Father Wang returned the red packets.
He had to care about his peers' reputation, and also give some people a chance to compete. In the end, it wouldn't be good to be too rigid.
At that moment, the other group leaders, led by Lin Gang, were also sweating profusely. They were pondering the publicity plan and posting on various forums to ask for votes.
"Keep working hard," Father Chen encouraged them.
"How much money do we have left?" Lin Gang asked.
"Not much … Including the tips and votes we just received, we have one hundred thousand left," Father Chen said.
"So fast …" (ΩДΩ) Lin Gang and the others were stunned.
Sure enough, the monthly votes ranking really wasn't something small authors could play around with … They had no right to fight for the top spot at all. Burning tens of thousands of yuan at the drop of a hat was too exaggerated.
They were a little disheartened. They knew that Zhu Ge was still observing and hadn't gone all out. Today was the last day of December, and there was still half a day left until the New Year's bell rang in the wee hours of the morning.
They had spent almost half of their funds to reach fifth place in the ranking, and there was still plenty of time left …
What should they do?
However, this wasn't the worst news …
While Father Chen was pondering how to make the most of his last one hundred thousand yuan, a string of rainbow-colored stickers suddenly appeared at the top of the reading shelf! — This was a full ten million book coins! One hundred thousand yuan!
"F * * k … Which nouveau riche? Which book did you tip? "Everyone was stunned by the red sticker.
They clicked on the prize chest and were dazzled by the titles in front of them.
"It's Zhu Ge's Shameless …" Lin Gang felt deflated in an instant.
"Which nouveau riche?"
Everyone looked for the nouveau riche's ID again.
In the end, they turned pale with fright.
"F * * k, Dark Governor Lady Thirteen …"
"Lady Thirteen? Lady Thirteen is also reading Zhu Ge's Shameless? "
In the dojo, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
They never expected Zhu Ge to actually pull in this godly nouveau riche, Dark Governor Lady Thirteen.
She was the biggest nouveau riche on the Cultivation Reading Network, and also the ringleader of all the readers. Basically, books recommended by Dark Governor Lady Thirteen would attract countless people to read. A recommendation from Lady Thirteen was no less powerful than a recommendation spot on Qidian.
Because she settled in You City, her ID was actually Dark Governor Lady Thirteen at first. Later, because she had too many followers, she became a female governor among fans.
Thus, Dark Governor Lady Thirteen was changed from "governor."
That was right, as her ID suggested, Dark Governor Lady Thirteen was a woman. Rumor had it that her family controlled a financial group with unimaginable wealth, and was deeply connected to Huaguo Water Curtain Group.
For Lady Thirteen, this one hundred thousand yuan was just a small red packet she had casually tipped out, and wasn't worth mentioning at all.
"It's all over …" Lin Gang said in frustration.
At that moment, Father Chen also felt his whole body relax. He felt in his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes, feeling a little vexed.
Dark Governor Lady Thirteen had taken a side, and on Zhu Ge's side at that. It could almost be said that they had no chance of winning this battle …
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