I’m Really a Superstar

Exploded

Zhang Ye's blog suddenly exploded

"Oh my god"

“This part is amazing”

"It gave me goosebumps all over my body."

"It's so good that I won't be able to cover my eyes again today."

"Teacher Zhang is just like Teacher Zhang. His sword is everlasting and his style remains the same."

"I was wrong just now. I questioned this novel and said it was not at the level of Teacher Zhang Ye. Now I, your mother, finally understand. This "The Legend of Wukong" is simply a masterpiece. Teacher Zhang Ye is speaking through the novel. Ah, he is writing his experiences these days in a book, integrating his anger and thoughts into the plot. This is telling everyone, and he is taking out his heart for everyone to see."

“This is a classic”

"You want all the Buddhas to disappear into thin air? How dare Zhang Ye write that?"

"Teacher Zhang has always spoken through his works, and this time is no exception. But in the past, he used poems and songs to criticize people, but this time he actually used novels to slap people in the face.

"Hahahaha, I don't dare to say that Teacher Zhang Ye's literary level is the best in the country, but Teacher Zhang's face-slapping skills are definitely the best in the country. Your mother has written those people from the cross talk industry and related departments in the book. Then he scolded me for being so cool, this literary talent is amazing.”

"Teacher Zhang is already invincible"

"It makes my blood boil with excitement"

"Watching Zhang Ye's works is so enjoyable."

"It's so good that I cried. This is a fucking novel."

"I really want to show those in the cross talk world, Tang Dazhang, Xu Wenxiang Cross Talk Association and Folk Art Association, that you guys are really capable of tossing around. One Zhang Ye is vulgar, and the other Zhang Ye doesn't understand art. Little does he know that Teacher Zhang Ye throws out a piece of work at random. In terms of artistry, people who are a hundred meters ahead of you who can write this kind of novel are called ignorant of art? Teacher Zhang doesn’t follow your routine when talking about cross talk. That’s just because he doesn’t bother to be with you. You still call him addicted? You are helping others. The ugly gods in "The Legend of Wukong"

"Hahaha, this novel is really suitable for the situation. It is a comprehensive display of the current situation of Teacher Zhang Ye. You can't cover my eyes that day? You are too domineering."

"Teacher Zhang, I don't know whether sentient beings understand what you mean, but we understand. We all understand."

"Why are there so few clicks? No one reads such a great book?"

"The media doesn't promote Teacher Zhang and is still blocking it. No one knows that Zhang Ye has released a new work."

"It's so hateful"

"After reading "The Legend of Wukong", I feel that they are even more hateful. I didn't understand before that Teacher Zhang Ye was under much pressure. Now after reading the novel, I finally understand that I support Zhang Ye unconditionally and they don't help with publicity? Are they banning Teacher Zhang? Let's go. Fans help promote it”

"right"

"Let's come"

“Count me in if you say it beautifully”

There were a lot of people who liked "The Legend of Wukong" before, but now they like it even more. Many people who didn't understand it or didn't like it much before have also turned from fans to fans and became energetic. They rushed to speak, and there were even a lot of people. People helped Zhang Ye promote Zhang Ye on Weibo and forum posts, telling more people that Zhang Ye has released a new work.

On Weibo: "Zhang Ye has released a new book. Come read it."

Post bar: "Zhang Ye's new work "The Legend of Wukong", with link attached"

On the forum: "The nickname Zhang Ye writes a novel after half a year. The god-like teacher Zhang Ye and the god-like "The Legend of Wukong" are all in Zhang Ye's blog. Come and watch. It doesn't look good. You slap me."

Everyone's publicity worked, and a large number of new readers poured in.

Naturally, it is impossible for everyone to like a novel. Some people found it a bit obscure and disliked it, so they left because they didn’t like it. But more people stayed and after reading the first six chapters, they all liked it. Along with those who came before, I was astonished, especially the last paragraph, which made countless people excited.

Clicks are growing

One hundred thousand

Two hundred thousand

Three hundred thousand

Wu family.

Upstairs in the villa, study.

After Zhang Ye finished writing Chapter 6, he had no intention of writing any more today. Firstly, he had found the most suitable one and it was good to stop here. Secondly, he really didn’t have the energy to write anymore. He had written a lot of words in the past few hours. , this guy was exhausted, his head was dizzy, his eyes were swollen and his eyes were black. Mental work is much more demanding than physical work. The fatigue may not be in the muscles, but it is in the head, which is obviously more uncomfortable.

stretch

Gululu, my stomach is growling, I’m hungry.

Zhang Ye touched his belly and knew that he had consumed too much, but after all, he was with Wu Zeqing's family. He was too embarrassed to go downstairs to find food. This guy didn't know how to cook, and the old Wu family definitely didn't have instant noodles. If he went down to open the refrigerator, it would mean asking Lao Wu to help him prepare food. It was too inappropriate, so Zhang Ye had to endure it and drank two more sips of water as the next best thing, hoping to make up for it.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door from behind, "Coming in?"

Zhang Ye said hurriedly: "You come in, you come in."

Lao Wu is so respectful to her. She is her family and she is in a high position, but she still knocks on the door with respect. Oh, I really want to marry Lao Wu back home.

As soon as the door opened, the first thing that came in was the smell of porridge.

Wu Zeqing walked in slowly holding a bowl of steaming porridge, "Are you hungry?"

Zhang Ye was so moved that he immediately stood up to pick him up, "Hey, please be careful, don't burn you, give it to me first."

"Sit down and make room on the table." Wu Zeqing didn't give it to him, "It's hot, don't answer it."

Zhang Ye said anxiously: "I have rough skin and thick flesh and I am not afraid of being burned. Don't let your hands get burned."

Wu Zeqing chuckled, put the porridge bowl on the desk, and said, "Sister, I'm not that squeamish. I just made it, drink it while it's hot."

Zhang Ye didn't know what to say, "Don't tell me, I'm really hungry. My stomach was growling just now. I just don't have the nerve to go downstairs to find something to eat."

Wu Zeqing hummed, "After writing so much, I guessed that you must be hungry, so I cooked the porridge in advance. Let's eat first and see how it goes."

"Okay." Zhang Ye didn't say any more. He remembered all the good things that Old Wu did to him. In fact, the relationship between the two of them had always been unusual. For example, when it came to Old Wu's nephew Wu Mo, Zhang Ye helped him. Old Wu also helped her a lot, as well as the "Poetry of Mulan" and so on. Of course, the most worth mentioning thing is that Zhang Ye helped her take photos and look at her photos. What about the relationship between superiors and subordinates? Obviously not, talking about friends? I can't say that completely, but in calculation, the two of them are indeed not outsiders, so they are too polite and look like outsiders.

Drink porridge.

He took a sip and couldn't hold it back, "Huh? Preserved egg and lean meat porridge? Oh, it's so delicious. I heard that this porridge takes a lot of work."

Wu Zeqing said: "Drink."

Zhang Ye said while drinking: "My book... have you read it?"

"See." She sat next to him and nodded.

Zhang Ye asked expectantly: "What do you think?" Zhang Ye attached great importance to Lao Wu's evaluation. After all, the original intention of writing this book was that Lao Wu wanted to read his novel, so Zhang Ye wrote it. If Wu Zeqing didn't If he liked watching it, he would have wasted his efforts. Of course he wanted to hear Lao Wu's evaluation.

Wu Zeqing did not answer at first, but looked at him and asked: "Did you really write this "The Legend of Wukong" now?"

He said: "Yes."

Wu Zeqing said: "If I didn't criticize you, would this book never have been written?"

Zhang Ye snorted and thought it was really possible, but he coughed and said: "No, it's all thanks to you. The inspiration came suddenly, and it was like being possessed by a soul and couldn't stop at all." He paused and said, "Yes. , you haven’t commented yet, what do you think about it? Do you think it looks good?”

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "It's more than just good-looking. Although this whimsical writing method is considered to be a category of online literature, the realm inside it has far surpassed many traditional literary works. Haha, it seems that the few words that eldest sister criticized you are really right. You are full of literary talent. It would be a pity not to show it. Do you know which sentence in it the eldest sister likes the most?" She said: "I hope all living beings will understand what I mean."

Zhang Ye was naturally happy when he heard that she liked it, "You can do it if you like it."

"You have feelings in your heart." Wu Zeqing said: "Show it a little bit, and you won't be lonely in the literary world. I can't wait to see the plot behind it."

Zhang Ye said without saying a word: "I stayed up late writing."

She waved her hand and said, "It's okay, eat your porridge and gather your energy before we talk tomorrow."

Zhang Ye didn't try to be brave, "Okay, anyway, I will let you read it all before you leave the capital. I will definitely finish it within three days."

Wu Zeqing took back the bowl he had finished drinking porridge from and held it in his hand, "Okay, then I'll wait and see." After that, she took the empty bowl and spoon and walked downstairs lightly.

Look at the watch?

It's quite late.

Zhang Ye blinked his eyes. He was supposed to go home now, but it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He was a man spending time with a lesbian at home, and there was always something wrong with him. However, when he saw Wu Zeqing, he didn't say anything. He didn't show any intention of making a fuss. Zhang Ye also pretended not to know and deliberately didn't mention this issue. This guy was going to shamelessly stay and check the situation. If Old Wu saw off the guests before going to bed, he would go home. Old Wu If Zhang Ye didn't mention anything and just stayed still, well, he would have to find an excuse? It’s also known as staying up late to write a book

The phone rang suddenly

Zhang Ye, who was thinking something wrong, was startled. He always felt guilty when he was a thief. When he saw the call, he picked up the call, "Old Yao, what's the matter?"

Yao Jiancai on the other side of the phone said: "Hurry up and send the next chapter."

"Ah? Are you talking about "The Legend of Wukong"?" Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment before he understood, and said happily: "Why are you reading my novel? This is not something you should read at your age."

Yao Jiancai said depressedly: "I won't even read that crappy novel you gave me for free. My Mimi likes it very much, so you begged me to ask you for help."

"Does my student want to read it?" Zhang Ye said, "What do you mean, I thought you were going to read it, but I thought you don't have such high taste. Ha, I can't upload it, so I won't write it today."

"Deposit"

"No, I wrote it now, and I will send you as much as I write."

"You kid, stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

"Old Yao, I really didn't write it, so you're in trouble."

Then, Zhang Ye's colleagues also called.

——Su Na, a teacher in the Chinese Department of Peking University.

"Teacher Su, are you still up so late?"

"Why should I sleep? Teacher Zhang, you are really harmful. I saw something posted on your blog before I went to bed. I went to take a look out of curiosity, but it got out of hand. After waiting all night, I finally read six Chapter, I still have some unfinished ideas, please quickly save the manuscript for me to read."

"Quickly"

"I really haven't saved my manuscript, Teacher Su."

"I don't believe it. We are colleagues. If you don't deposit the manuscript for me today, we will never have contact with each other in the future."

"Khan, please don't bother me. Let's go to Teacher Su tomorrow. I'll write more tomorrow. I really can't write today."

"Then tell me the plot."

"No spoilers."

"You... we are no longer friends today"

"Oh, please say goodbye, please say goodbye"

Several friends came over to urge me to update.

The intimidation and inducement of asking for dinner, smashing the glass, etc. made Zhang Ye dumbfounded, but he was in a good mood, because this showed that "The Legend of Wukong" was successful and popular.