Return to 2000 and become famous overnight from Wenchao

Chapter 8

Fu Bo's fighting spirit was so high that he began to operate,

[I'm here again, this time I brought you a god-level novel, definitely worth reading. 】

Although it was nearly eleven o'clock, there were definitely not a few night owls on the Internet.

"Here I am, there is a shortage of books, the host is asking for recommendations."

"Hey, landlord, you are alive again? How long has it been since you came out?"

"Who says it's not? I'm running out of books right now. Hurry up."

"Don't tell me it's just a fairy tale or martial arts. Although I used to like it very much, I can't help but look at it and see it."

"I feel the same way upstairs."

"Could it be that some big boss came out to save the web literature market? If this continues, the web literature will go into decline."

"Is no one curious about the title of the host?"

"It's too exaggerated for a novel that can make the host describe it as god-level."

"expect."

"There is no title in the push book, sir, are you trying to whet people's appetites?"

Seeing so many netizens come to join Fu Bo, the depression just now was swept away,

Seeing how everyone dislikes xianxia and martial arts, if it was yesterday, Fu Bo would definitely come out to refute, but after reading "Ghost Lighting the Lamp", I feel that the books I read before are really a bit boring.

At this time, he said triumphantly:
"Thank you for taking the tomb-robbing novel "Ghost Lights the Lamp"."

"Spiritual? What do you mean by tomb robbery novels?"

"It's just digging graves. Who is the author? The subject matter is so wicked."

"What's wrong with writing grave digging?"

"Is no one as curious as I am about why a ghost lights a lamp?"

"I have to go and see it just because it's not a fairy or martial arts."

Seeing that everyone has already discussed it, Fu Bo, who has hidden his merits and fame, has withdrawn from the forum. I believe everyone will understand after reading it.

Fu Bo joined a book friend group this year, and it is full of old book fans.

Everyone recommends their favorite novels to each other when they have nothing to do. As soon as Fu Bo came in, he found that the group had exploded, and the topic centered on "Ghost Lighting the Lamp".

Looking at the group of book friends who were still lively in the middle of the night, Fu Cheng instantly felt a sense of sympathy.

"Have you seen "Ghost Lighting the Lamp"? It's really beautiful."

"Ghost stories? I'm not interested in reading fairy tales."

"It's not my thing, I still like to watch martial arts."

"This is the first time I've read a ghost story. It scared me, and I was covered in cold sweat in the middle of the night."

"Then who, believe me, as long as you read it, you will definitely fall in love with it."

"Falling in love? That's disgusting enough..."

"Hey? Upstairs, did you say last time that you're not interested in ghost story novels?" This one knew it was an old man in the group, and he knew who it was when he saw the nickname.

Xiao Pang has always had a soft spot for supernatural novels, but only after reading "Ghost Lights the Lamp" did he know what a god-level novel is.

Can't help but retort, "What kind of ghost story, it's a tomb robbery novel, okay? Didn't you see the label given by the author, Guapi."

"Now I just want to know if Brother Mouse is dead or not."

"I predict that this book will be popular."

"Nonsense, it's up to you to say."

"This book has just opened, what do you think it is already ranked?"

"As far as this novel is concerned, the ranking is not bad."

"Guess what, when I read it an hour ago, this book was still on the 16th or [-]th list of new books, but now it's ranked No. [-]. I have to be good."

"Which big guy's vest is this, right? It's so low-key, you don't want to advertise it."

"Finally a big boss came out to hold the respect, did you change the subject after seeing everyone's voice?"

"By the way, old pig, didn't you say before that you wanted to write a supernatural novel? When will you write it? Then we will go and support you together."

Laozhu and Fu Bo are in a similar situation. Recently, there is a shortage of books. Before, he joked that he was going to write a novel, and asked everyone to support him when the time came.

He doesn't read like most of the people in the group. He likes to read supernatural novels the most.

Although there are ghost novels, they are very few compared with these mainstream themes.

The old pig who still couldn't get enough of it read the novel again, and then joined the group in a hurry. His purpose was the same as that of Fu Bo, and it was also to recommend the book "Ghost Lighting the Lamp" to everyone.

At this time, seeing everyone teasing him about writing a book again, he couldn't laugh or cry, he just said hi, why did everyone take it seriously?

Old pig: "Isn't it my book shortage? I really don't have any books to read. Now that I have such a good-looking novel, I can't think about writing a book."

Laozhu is very self-aware of himself, he is good at reading books, and has his own ideas, but he is really bad at writing novels.

"Spiritual novels are about to rise, right!!! Right, right!"

"Also, have you noticed that the book "Ghost Lighting the Lamp" is actually a female author, awesome."

Not many people really paid attention to whether the author was a man or a woman. Hearing what Lao Zhu said at this time, this group of guys with full hormones became interested in it instantly.

"Female writer? True or not, I have to save this without thinking."

"Hey, beautiful writer?"

"Is that the kind of person with a sweet voice and long legs?"

"Go away, what are you thinking about, what's wrong with female writers, female writers can be very good too."

"You stinky men, how come female writers can only write those stupid novels? I really haven't seen the world."

"That's right, embarrassing."

Those who spoke were the few girls in the group.

Men's novels now account for half of the country, and the women's novels that set off even more are all brain-dead novels. It's no wonder everyone reacts so much when they hear that the author is a girl.

The group members who just came in couldn't help being curious when they saw how lively the group was, "What are you talking about? Novels? Is it really so good?"

"I've wanted to ask a long time ago, too. I see you guys blowing it up to the sky."

"There are so many people who like novels as small as supernatural?"

At this time, netizens in the group kept being bombed out.

Fu Bo blew a wave of rainbow farts about "Ghost Lighting the Lamp" in the group, thinking, seeing that you all are so unwilling to watch it, don't slap your face when the time comes.

I clicked on the novel again, this time Fu Bo came here just to leave a message in the comment area, bad review?The quality of this novel is poor!doesn't exist at all,
But when Fu Bo opened the novel again, he realized that in just over an hour, there had been a lot of comments in the comment area.

Seeing this, Fu Bo was immediately happy.

The following novels are all praises and reminders.

At this time, Fu Bo felt inexplicably satisfied that his own son was recognized.

This is just a microcosm of the night.

……

"Xia Xia, get up, wash and eat."

Ning Xia was forcibly pulled out of her sweet dream by her mother's loud voice. When Ning Xia wanted to find her own skin care products after washing her face, she froze and patted her forehead helplessly. She didn't have any skin care products at this time.

Dabao on the table is the only skin care product in Ningxia.

After the novel was released, Ningxia didn't pay attention; she didn't have the time to pay attention, who made her still a hard-working third party.

Ningxia also felt that there must be a new issue for a new book, and if there is a splash, it must be updated with tens of thousands of words.

Moreover, there are no tomb robbery novels in this world yet, so we must not give everyone a time to accept them.

Although this book is the originator of tomb-robbing novels, and even though it was a huge hit in the previous life, Ning Xia never thought that just a few thousand words would make a splash on the website.

In the third year of senior high school, she had to study by herself at night, and she had to get up at five o'clock. It took a lot of perseverance for Ningxia to get out of the warm bed in the morning.

Ningxia was still depressed when she left the house, wondering why she was not reborn in college, but a hard-working senior in high school.

What Ningxia didn't expect was that in just one night, the book "Ghost Lighting the Lamp" became a splash.

(End of this chapter)