Chapter 51 Thoughts, news with Tang Yin

If you lose, you lose?

Why can you say this so easily?

Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable and painful if you lose? Or are you used to losing? Have you become numb?

But you obviously have this talent in novel writing, why do you have this mentality?

When Song Lingjun heard this, she stopped in her tracks, and most of the coldness in her expression disappeared. Instead, her face turned red because she was angry but had nowhere to vent.

Her emotions were high and she was very angry. She wanted to say something, but...

What can she say? Xia Yan is free, and if he wants to mess with it, it's his business.

"Okay, I'm home, let's go first." Xia Yan pointed to the new community where he moved.

"Your home is not where you have to take the subway," Song Lingjun said before he finished speaking.

"The previous place was sealed by the court because my father owed debt. I can't go back," Xia Yan said with a smile, and then walked towards the community.

But just after taking two steps, Xia Yan turned around and said to Song Lingjun with a smile.

"Well, Song Lingjun, although I'm not as smart as you, I'm not that stupid either. I can feel a little bit of what you think of me."

"After all, when the two novels "Journey of Youth" and "Yesterday's Starlight" finished their chapters, "Yesterday's Starlight" ranked second in both the ratings and the number of votes in "The Moment of Youth", while "Journey of Youth" ranked second in both the ratings and the number of votes.

First."

The sales volume of single copies of books is an important data to measure the performance of a novel.

As for the second volume of Yesterday's Starlight, it also ranked ninth on this week's list with sales of more than 80,000 copies.

But compared with the average volume sales, it is different, but the average volume sales statistics period is longer.

Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan.

"If it were me, I would definitely not be willing to accept it."

In the "Red Maple" journal, there should be a vacancy for new serialization qualifications.

"hehe."

Holding the manuscript of her novel, she felt not only excited but also panicked at this moment.

"Hey, hello." Xia Yan took the initiative to greet Song Lingjun this time.

Arrogance is too arrogant!

Both Xia Yan and Song Lingyun were shocked in their hearts at this moment.

The sales volume in the first week reached 210,000 copies. In early May, it occupied the first place in the single-volume sales list of light novels in Southern Province.

"However, there is a high probability that my new work will not be so easy to win." Xia Yan said to Song Lingjun in the gentlest words possible.

"coming?"

Can the serial meeting pass smoothly?

On Wednesday, Xia Yan and Song Lingjun got ready to go after school.

After all, they have been together for more than two months, and Xia Yan also has certain feelings for her, a great disciple of the game.

The conception of the new novel began two months ago, and she started writing it a month ago. During this time, she has revised and revised the manuscript of the novel, even if it is just one word or sentence, she has

As if considering.

The second volume of Journey of Youth ranked first among the single-volume sales of newly released novels in Southern Province in the first week of May.

"Well, I don't need to say more about the purpose of coming to you today. I won't talk nonsense and go directly to the topic. Next week, there will be two competitions for serialization spots in the journal "Red Maple" at the same time, and two weeks later

, there will also be a competition for serialization spots.”

The sales data of single volumes of these novels are also recorded in the resumes of two authors, Yuan Qing and Ning Yun.

So for newly released single books, everyone actually compares the sales volume of light novels in a single week or volume to judge the performance.

Although they were not together when they walked out of school, when they arrived at the subway station, they both noticed each other's presence.

Under the sunset, she felt inexplicably high in fighting spirit!

Xia Yan shook his head and walked home.

From the first time we met in the Hongfeng Literature elevator to now, I have known Xia Yan for four months.

Finally, I understood what I was thinking.

After Xia Yan saw Song Lingjun leaving a weird laugh that didn't fit her personality, she picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the road without looking back.

But losers, even temporary losers, have no way to refute such words at this time.

But Song Lingjun's attention was not on Xia Yan, but on the file bag in his hand.

Give her a shot of vaccination so that she can feel better if she loses again.

"It really hasn't changed at all!"

Nowadays, the total sales volume of the first volume of Journey of Youth has exceeded 400,000 copies. Thanks to the support of book fans from other provinces, the sales volume of the single volume of Journey of Youth has also increased more than expected in the later period.

"But if there is only one ranking difference, we can reach the top spot," Xia Yan said.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Tang Yin, dressed in black OL uniform, sitting on the sofa, waiting for the two of them.

"After all, you are usually very busy."

Xia Yan's words in her ears...

【My new work will most likely not be that easy to win.】

Because it will only look like incompetence and rage in the eyes of the winner.

[On Wednesday, come to my house with the manuscript of your new novel.]

There are always various emotions about the unknown future.

Both Xia Yan and Song Lingjun received text messages from Tang Yin on their mobile phones.

Since the last "accidental encounter" on the road, the two of them haven't spoken to each other for more than half a month.

"I haven't seen you two for more than a month." Tang Yin looked at the two of them carefully and then said with a smile.

Finally, my presence was noticed.

And Journey of Youth Volume 2

Also because Red Maple Literature publishes it in full compliance with the book club’s treatment of top books, the sales volume has increased to a certain extent compared to the first volume.

has been equivalently replaced by .

To be honest, Xia Yan also felt guilty.

She clenched her fists.

After Xia Yan returned home, he took out the first three chapters of "Unheard of Flowers" and read them twice.

The most important data is the average volume sales.

"That's because I'm afraid it will disturb your rest." Song Lingjun said in a low voice.

But what he felt guilty about was not what the later plot of the novel would be, and whether it would be unfolded by God? Could it be that he had misunderstood it?

What he felt guilty was that the early plot of this novel was not exciting enough.

In early May, the second volume of the single volumes of Journey of Youth and Yesterday’s Starlight was successfully released.

At this moment, Song Lingjun felt an unspeakable feeling deep in his heart.

"If it's a few places behind, it might not be a big deal. I've never been unwilling to do worse than the first place in our class because my test scores were third to last in the class."

"You want to take revenge on me in your new novel, right? Having played games with you so many times, I have a rough idea of ​​what kind of person you are."

"So, is this his new novel?"

After Tang Yin teased the two of them, her expression became serious.

Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan, who was a few meters away from her with a smile and a calm expression.

He could indeed feel that Song Lingyun had a desire to win against her, but he could not feel how strong this desire was.

"Excuses, all excuses."

April passed quietly.

"Speaking of which, I'm really sad. The novel is over, and you two can also come to my house as friends. You haven't come even once in such a long time," Tang Yin joked.

All we can say is that even though the novel has been completed for a month, fan loyalty is still continuing.

But Song Lingjun's previous inner emotion dissipated.

“The more you lose, the more you want to win.”

Her hair was combed into a bun, with a strand of hair hanging down from her ears. Her beautiful face looked solemnly at the report data in her hands. She didn't look as lively and casual as before, but instead had the majesty of a professional.

[If you want to win against me, it’s impossible!]
To be continued...