1069 The Disappearing Recommendation (1/2)

Half of the calm day passed by in the blink of an eye.

From morning to afternoon, everything pretty much went on as usual. The store was busy, and there were people walking in and out.

Following the end of Dog Warrior's airing, the fever brought on by the movie started to wane, too. But Famous would never be forgotten by people. It would only fade until its next movie blew up the box office again.

Zhang Zian ran back and forth between the two shops, helping clients choose their pets at the pet store one minute and helping the clients at the aquarium with their man-made decorations the next minute. Even his lunch time was really late in the afternoon.

Just because aquariums were slow moving goods, that didn't mean they would be a burden. Their profit margin was relatively high since they were usually sold in a whole set. With the aquarium machinery, corals, sand, and aquatic animals sold in a package, they could usually sell them for thousands of dollars.

After he finished his lunch, it was already late afternoon. This time period was usually the quietest in the shop. Everyone was resting, and very few people came in at this time, even the ever zealous reporters. Besides, the weather wasn't too good today. It had been cloudy for the whole period, and the threat of rain hung over their heads, so their customers were even fewer.

Wang Qian and Li Kun were playing mobile games in the corner. Lu Yiyun was focused on her drawing with Jasmine in her hands. Due to the fact that there had been too many customers recently, her illustration work had been piling up. Jiang Feifei next door was chatting with her classmates about employment, exams, love, and gossip—such topics that university girls liked to talk about. Even though she wasn't that interested in those, it wouldn't be good to seem too uncooperative.

Even the elfins were all napping. It was quiet in the room.

The ever-carefree Vladimir wasn't in the shop either. Who knew where it had gone? But that was a common occurance too.

Seeing that there was nothing much to do in the shop now, Zhang Zian planned to return upstairs to take a nap and recharge his drained batteries.

Even the second floor was quiet. There were no sounds coming from the bathroom. Sihwa might still be asleep too.

”Pi, don't always sit and stare at the computer. Everyone's napping, so you should too. Resting never gets in the way of doing productive work.” Zhang Zian sat on his bed, getting ready for his nap.

But Pi didn't reply to him with its usual ”Cheep cheep,” and neither was it focused on typing. Instead it stared at the computer, spacing out.

Sensing that it seemed a bit off, his desire to sleep completely dissipated. He stood up again immediately even though he had already lay down, walking over to it to ask, ”What's wrong, Pi?”

Pi looked up at him, lost, and pointed at the computer screen, helplessness filling its eyes.

Zhang Zian took a look. The Chinese version of the Qidian Website was open. There were many fixed ”Recommended” spots on the website. The more visible the spot, the more effective the advertisement—that, he already knew.

He thought initially that something had gone wrong with the website, but it seemed to be working normally.

”What is it, Pi? What's wrong?” he asked again.

Pi finally came back to reality, taking the mouse to click on the author's platform.

There was a message from two days ago, saying that at 2 p.m. today, its work would be put onto one of the ”Recommended” slots on the website, and for it to continously update. If there was anything urgent, it should contact the editor in charge.

He looked at the time on the bottom right hand corner of the screen. It was already past 2 p.m.

Pi went back to the main page again.

This time, Zhang Zian finally understood. Pi's book should have showed up on one of the recommended pages, but those spots were all taken by other books.

”Cheep, cheep?”

Pi gestured, meaning to ask, ”Was there a mistake somewhere?”

Zhang Zian pulled a chair over, double-checking the time in the message and the novels on the ”Recommended” slots. He gave it a thought before consoling Pi. ”Pi, don't panic. There might be some delay since it's only a little past 2 p.m. Maybe your novel will only be updated later.”