When he woke up, Su Ping'an felt refreshed and energetic. It seemed that after the Wenxin seeds revived yesterday, Wenqi grew and his whole person began to improve.
"Well sure enough, writing books makes me happy!"
Su Pingan sighed happily, then walked to the front of the hotel lobby and walked around.
The shopkeeper Fu Bo and the waiter Xiao Fuzi got up earlier and were already cleaning the lobby.
"Good morning, Mr. Su!"
"Good morning Uncle Fu, good morning Xiao Fuzi!"
Well, the shopkeeper and the waiter are uncles and nephews, so there's nothing wrong with the title.
However, it seems that after yesterday's 'showing off one's skills', Uncle Fu and Xiao Fuzi's attitudes towards Su Pingan have also improved significantly, and their tone of voice has become much more polite.
This is a good phenomenon, keep it up!
Su Ping'an was in a good mood. He walked slowly to the essay list and then went up to take a look.
There are only a dozen or so jade slips hanging on the green literature list, most of which are "old books" left by the writers who worked with them in the restaurant. The only new book is "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" which was just on the list yesterday.
Although "Dragon" has just been on the list, it is now impressively ranked at the top of the literary list.
"The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon", the eighth grade of black iron accumulation of literary spirit, the overall reading, seventy-three.
"The Holy Path of Wenzong", Wenqi has accumulated six grades of black iron, and the overall reading is fifty-seven.
"Liao Zhai Fox Fairy", the first grade of black iron accumulation of literary spirit, overall reading, thirty-two.
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"Hiss... I knew the restaurant business was miserable, but I didn't expect it to be so miserable!"
Su Ping'an took a look at the situation on the essay list and shook his head.
The accumulation of literary style is equivalent to the best-selling and praise rate of the work. The higher the accumulation of literary style, the higher the achievement of the work. In the future, the positioning of books will be such and such a book is a bronze work, a silver work, a gold-level best-selling work, etc.
The overview reading is equivalent to clicks.
"Dragon Babu" was released yesterday, and it is a new genre story. In addition, the book is free, and people who have heard the story can go to the literary list and spend money to copy and read it. This is already amazing.
But the total number of readers of the restaurant's previous books was less than one hundred, and the accumulation of literary style was almost untouched. This is outrageous.
"No wonder the restaurant was facing bankruptcy before!"
Su Pingan said with emotion.
"Yes, the restaurant was really close to closing before. It was because of Miss Miss's heartfelt thoughts about Master that she kept holding on, so Miss Miss has been having a hard time these days, but she never said it out loud...
"
I don't know when, Uncle Fu came behind Su Pingan, sighed, and then looked at Su Pingan seriously and continued: "So we are all very grateful to you. It is you who gave us hope again."
Uncle Fu is an old man from Qingfeng Restaurant. He has experienced the most glorious period of the restaurant and also experienced the lowest period, so he is particularly emotional.
When Su Ping'an heard this, he smiled broadly and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Fu, things will get better in the future!"
I don't know whether it was Su Pingan's ability to tell stories that was convincing, or Su Pingan's smile that was more contagious. In short, after hearing this, Uncle Fu felt inexplicably relieved and nodded heavily.
The time is quickly approaching noon, and it will soon be time to lecture again.
It's not the right time yet, but among those who had listened to the book yesterday, many people have already begun to consciously wait outside the door to be reminded of the update.
"Where are the people? The time is up, why haven't you come out yet?"
"Yes, I dreamed about 'Mu Wanqing' all night last night, but in the end I didn't even see what that girl looked like. I was so angry!"
"Come out quickly!"
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Finally, under the crowd's urging, Su Ping'an appeared in front of everyone calmly.
Facing such enthusiastic 'readers', Su Ping'an smiled all over his face, and then politely raised his hands and said: "Thank you for your love and your love for my story. Since you like it, let's stop chatting and continue reading...
"After the last chapter of the book, Mu Wanqing pulled back the veil, and Duan Yu was shocked. What he saw in front of him was as bright as the new moon, like flowers and trees piled with snow, and a face that was extremely beautiful, but too pale, without any color, thinking
Because she has covered her face for a long time, her two thin lips are also very pale..."
Su Ping'an knew very well that in the hearts of these people, there was no need for any polite words or nice words, they could just serve 'meat dishes'.
Sure enough, as Su Ping'an began to talk, the scene that had been noisy just now immediately became quiet again. Those who came late and missed a paragraph just cursed secretly, and then quickly stopped.
Sheng became attentive.
In front of the huge Qingfeng Restaurant, there was silence for a moment.
A group of 'book friends' were standing on the street or under the eaves, listening to Su Pingan's story. As the story progressed, they sometimes looked at each other with joy, sometimes gritted their teeth, sometimes thoughtfully... as if they were the book
Among the many characters, they are like masters.
But in the middle of the story, a burst of noise suddenly came from nowhere, instantly breaking the good atmosphere.
"Everyone, go to the Changfu Tea House. Scholar Wu Changqing has opened a new work!"
"The second volume of Moxiang Bookstore's "Prince of Qindao" is on the shelves, everyone, hurry up and buy it!"
"The new song of Qingxiangyuan's "Piao Piao Girl" has come out. I have to listen to it. Everyone, hurry up and listen to it!"
"..."
The crowd who had been immersed in the story of "Dragon Babu" came to their senses in an instant. They were still a little angry at first, but after hearing various news, everyone's anger suddenly dropped again, and then there were all kinds of surprises.
and the sound of joy.
"What, Wu Changqing's new work? I'm a fan of his books. No, I have to go and read it!"
"The second volume of "Kindao Prince" is finally on the shelves. All the flowers I've been waiting for have faded, so hurry up and hurry up!"
"Don't Piao Piao girls usually sing at night? Why are they open during the day today? No matter, even if Piao Piao girls don't listen to music, it's still good to go and have a look..."
Wow…
As a result, in just the blink of an eye, most of the large group of people in front of Qingfeng Restaurant were gone in an instant, which made the front of Qingfeng Restaurant suddenly look a lot cooler and a bit bleak.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Fu and Xiao Fuzi's faces changed with fright, and they suddenly panicked, "What should I do, what should I do... Is the restaurant going to start to improve, but it will fall back again?!"
On the second floor, Liu Qingxi, who was writing down Su Ping'an's story, immediately turned pale when she saw such a change. Then she pursed her lips tightly and said with a trace of indignation on her face: "Damn it, how could it be possible?
When so many people release new works or songs all of a sudden, someone must be behind it!"
"Ah... Miss, do you mean that these people are just like the villains who came to look for trouble a few days ago, and they are deliberately targeting us?!" Maid Huan'er opened her mouth wide and was very surprised.
Liu Qingxi said nothing, but looked gloomy and ugly.
Although she is not good at running a business, it does not mean that she is stupid.
When the villain came to her door a few days ago, she knew that Wu Jinquan must be behind the scenes. She knew that the latter would not give up, but she did not expect that the other party would be so ruthless.
Qingfeng Restaurant saw that she was just getting better, but unexpectedly she was suppressed by the other party. This obviously did not want her to have any way to survive!
"Miss, what should we do?"
The maid Huan'er realized the seriousness of the matter and felt a little flustered for a moment.
Liu Qingxi's eyes were also filled with sadness and she was at a loss.
The way of a merchant is different from that of cultivation. If the other party still sends people to come to cause trouble, she can directly drive them away, but she is not good at dealing with such underhanded tactics.
Powerless, she could only cast her eyes expectantly on the clear figure downstairs.
"Maybe, he can solve all this?!"
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Downstairs, Su Ping'an frowned slightly in the face of the sudden change, but he was not affected by it. He continued to tell the story, and silently turned up his voice a little louder to avoid those who were still listening intently.
People who read books are influenced by others and cannot hear.
However, while he was telling the story, he was also secretly observing the surroundings. He saw a few sneaky guys mingling among the people on the street, constantly spreading various gossips and trying to win over and sway people's hearts.
Seeing this scene, Su Pingan felt a little clearer in his heart.
"Is this considered a master suppressing the newbies?!"
"But if you really think you can suppress me like this, then go ahead and give it a try!"
"Storytelling, I, Su Pingan, am not afraid!"
Su Pingan's eyes flashed, and at the same time, a counterattack plan slowly began to take shape in his mind.
He witnessed with his own eyes the recent scene where Wu Jinquan wanted to buy a restaurant, but after being declined by Liu Qingxi, he sent his men out to cause trouble.
So now that there is such a commotion, it is actually self-evident who is behind it.
But since the other party made a move, he followed up!
As he said himself, he didn't believe that anyone in the world could be his opponent when it came to spelling books!
As the saying goes...
He is strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills;
He is at his mercy; the bright moon shines on the river...
This is the Nine Sun Magic Technique...oh no, it's Su Ping'an's true state of mind at this time.
As long as you are strong enough, no matter how despicable the conspiracy is, it will be nothing more than a farce in the end!
