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Chapter 163 How Good Is My Relationship with the Author

Grandpa Tang would also remind everyone to say something nice to the author, as it is very tiring to update so many words every day.

Learn more internet slang and keep up with the trend. You guys who are backward are not like him. He has already been a big reader leader in the comment section and many people in the reader circle are familiar with him.

The author has turned down my name many times.

"I think we can play some music to lighten the mood. Today's update is a little scary. I feel a little uneasy without the Buddha."

"Just recite your Buddhist scriptures. If you dare to chant the Great Compassion Mantra, I will beat you to death."

"There are so many of us here, there can't be no sound at all, it would be so scary, we are reading a horror novel to begin with."

The monk touched his arms which were covered with goose bumps. He should have brought his wooden fish with him so that he could knock it to calm his mind when he was frightened.

"Have you memorized the theoretical knowledge of the metaphysics part? Don't just read the novel, pay more attention to the key points of the knowledge."

"Why don't you remember? Your notebook is still blank. It seems that you asked us not to read novels, but you just read novels? How can we have a cunning person like you who is waiting for something for nothing?"

One person couldn't help but complain: "Damn it, why are there so many metaphysical contents? I don't like reading it. It hinders the development of the plot..."

"...Do you remember what your mission is?"

"I'm not asking you to really read the novel. Can you please be a little more professional?"

"This bastard, go get yourself killed, don't bring others along. How dare he talk to the heroine like that? Wait a minute, pause the recording, I'll type and curse at this guy."

"Which part? Where did you see someone bullying the heroine? Let me see what's going on."

"What a great imagination! The description of the Wan Gui Keng building gave me goose bumps. It's so unique. Young people today are amazing. They have all the knowledge to write a novel, and it looks pretty good."

"I couldn't imagine this even when I was young. I didn't have any pictures in my mind. When I read the text, I just knew to say 'awesome'."

"I heard that this author has another great book, but I've been studying this one lately and haven't had time to read that one yet. I did read the synopsis and it looks like a suspense novel. I wonder if it's scary or not."

"It has broken my prejudice against online novels. I used to think that this was just a pastime for young people and was not something to be taken seriously. I never thought that someone could write a novel so interestingly."

When Mr. Duan saw the end, he remembered that he had not taken notes. He quickly flipped forward and copied a few words into the notebook.

"Do you remember your mission? Look at each of your notebooks. There is not a single word written. I told you not to read novels. Can you please be more responsible?"

The people below were silent for a second. A few of them picked up their pens and pretended to write a few words on the notebook, then threw the pens down.

Mr. Duan even saw the old lady next to him, who picked up the pen and just wrote her name on the notebook, and then pretended to look at her mobile phone to copy down something, but in fact, she was holding the pen and had never moved the notebook.

He wanted to say something but stopped himself. Thinking of Old Lady Yang's fighting ability, he swallowed the words and looked at his junior brother again.

Old Man Xia adjusted his reading glasses. "Why is it stuck here? My heart was just hanging in the air, and it's gone before it even settled down? No more chapters today? Since you can update so many words, why not update more?"

"Alas, although the author is very tired, I still hope she can be more tired. It's not easy for anyone to suffer, but for us old people."

Grandpa Tang showed a mysterious smile. Because he discovered this novel many steps ahead, he always felt very superior in front of this group of friends.

"How much did you give the author for urging me to update? Look how good my relationship with the author is. She added several chapters for me and even named me for adding chapters. Look at the list. This is real strength. I'm ranked third on the reward list."

Grandpa Tang showed the screen of his mobile phone. There was a small bronze plate in front of the ID he posted in the comment section. It looked particularly conspicuous among the ordinary comments.

This also increases the chances of being replied to by the author.

He scrolled again and opened the private message between him and the author. He couldn't suppress the smile, "Look, the author and I have such a good relationship that it doesn't even look like we've never met before."

The others just sneered and didn't care.

"Why would we have a good relationship with the author? We just extract useful text from her novels. Reading her novels is just a normal process."

"What a superfluous move! Look at your comments. You are out of tune with other young readers. No wonder the author noticed you. It must be because your words are too outdated. She cares about the elderly."

"They seem to have such a good relationship that it doesn't seem like they have never met before. They are communicating with readers normally. Look at the comments section, many readers have been replied to. What does this mean?"

"I never thought you were such a self-conceited person. It was just a casual reply from a young man, but you actually imagined so much."

Old Man Xia said seriously, "Old Tang, do you know why we are here? I didn't say anything to you when you were reading novels before, but now you are here to work. Look at your notebook, it's blank. You are still showing off to us that you have a good relationship with the author. You are really not dedicated enough."

"Yeah, who cares whether you have a good relationship with the author or not? Your showing off is meaningless to us."

Grandpa Tang had a blank expression on his face as he watched the person next door who had just been indignantly accusing him click into the recharge center the next second.

Mr. Duan didn't say anything. He silently edited a text message to his son.

——Son, help me, please top up my reader account. I want to give a reward to the author. It would be best if I could make it to the top of the list and take the crown off that person.

——Dad, I’m number one.

——That’s great, you should abdicate and let me take the throne. If I don’t, I’d be an unfilial son.

——…

The reward list is changed every week at noon. During lunch, Grandpa Tang discovered that his small bronze medal was gone.

???

I clicked on the list and found that I had fallen out of the top 20.

What’s going on? Before, I fell out of the top three and was always hovering in the top five or six. Who the hell is that?

Grandpa Tang stared at those IDs and avatars with flaming eyes.

Very familiar.

I looked around and found that they were all acquaintances.

He looked up and said coldly at the dinner table, "Didn't you say you don't care about the author?"

"What list are you aiming for?"

He looked at Old Man Xia, "You are the one who stole my little bronze medal. You are such a scheming and shameless person. You are still scheming at your age. You, you..."