Chapter 750
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Qidian had launched the Golden Keyboard Award, and Old D was sincerely asking for votes from his brothers and sisters in Myers Continent.
Old D was currently in the seventh position on the homepage. The top ten authors would get the 2010 Qidian Popular Author Ring, a PLUM luxury mechanical keyboard, and the qualification to attend the 2011 Qidian Annual Conference.
Old D wrote books to support his family, and he had never said anything about buying milk powder for his children. He always hoped that his brothers and sisters would do what they could and just subscribe. Old D didn't say anything about the bad things that happened in the past year to gain sympathy. This was the first time he opened a chapter and asked for votes, and he really hoped to be recognized for his efforts.
Brothers and sisters, voting for Old D is an encouragement for him. For the past month or so, he had been writing peacefully in his hometown. Besides updating every day, he had almost no time to do anything else. Moreover, I planned to maintain this state of updating until the end of the badge.
Every high V account had two free tickets, and the ordinary account (which should have a point requirement) had one free ticket. Those who didn't have enough points or exceeded the requirement would need to spend money to vote. Old D hoped that everyone would vote for free. If he couldn't keep his position, he hoped that everyone would do what they could.
I wrote well, and I hoped to get a ring (I don't know if it was copper or gold). This mentality was the same as those people in the NBA!
You could click on the news section on the homepage. Annual Author Poll, seventh position. Old D was an English pen name, and it was very eye-catching. Even if you didn't remember the full name, you could still find it because it was a Chinese pen name. After Z University faded out of sight, I was the only one left.
Those who had the ability, please come and vote, including those who were reading outside of Qidian. Please come to Qidian and cast your vote.
Old D bowed and thanked me. After thanking me, he still raised his head and wrote well. No matter what happened in the future, Old D would be like this month. He would put all his heart into the novel and be worthy of everyone's subscriptions, monthly votes, recommendations, and hits.
I won't thank someone here, but I will keep your support in my heart and use it as a motivation for me to write.
Old D was sincerely asking for votes, and everyone could click on the homepage of Qidian to find it. The grand opening of the first Qidian Golden Keyboard Awards and 2010 Year-End Celebration.
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