Chapter 103 (1/2)
The God was Envious of The Genius
Ye Hai’s wife, Li Mengyao, was the first to see her husband’s solo chapter of gratitude. “You don’t even have a single chapter saved up, are you sure you can finish writing them?” Asked Li Mengyao anxiously.
Ye Hai seemed to be in high spirit. That super tycoon had tipped him 110,000 RMB. Even after the deduction of Qidian’s fifty-perfect profit sharing and tax, he could still earn more than 50,000 RMB. This was already considered a huge sum of money to him. Not to mention the shocking chain effect brought by it!
In a twinkling, his book which was “bookmarked” 10,000 times recently, had obtained up to 50,000 “bookmarked”s. Following the rate of ten “bookmarked”s to one subscription, that would be a 5,000 average subscription increment. What an exhilarating number!
Now that his book ranked the first in Monthly Tickets Ranking, he would not willingly hand it over to the others, especially the fearsome ballot riggers!
Therefore, he who hardly ever submitted any additional chapters must be launched himself this time!
Most importantly, he was confident with his own writing performance!
So, he replied with an exceptional confidence, “Of course, I’m able to write them, recently I have returned to my peak performance. Honey, didn’t you notice?”
Of course, Li Mengyao had noticed this. She had even harboured a little jealousy. It somehow felt as if her own husband madly clung to his own novel, or probably this character “Yu Shengfan”… He must have taken her as his own daughter while writing her stories, until while his wife and daughter in reality were left out.
As a loyal reader of the novel, Li Mengyao had been following the newest chapters of the novel. She could clearly felt that when her husband portrayed “Yu Shengfan”, every term, every sentence had already brought out 120 percent of his writing skills. The difference between how he depicted “Yu Shengfan” and how he wrote about the other characters was just too obvious…
However, what could she say? Could she say that she was jealous of a novel character? Yet, her instinct told her that the condition of her husband was actually rather peculiar, as if he was possessed by something!
“Fine, continue your peak performance. Make this book better and better! But don’t forget me and our daughter!” Li Meng Yao appended this sentence.
Ye Hai did not notice that his “peak performance” was already gone, and he had “sobered up”. He then held his wife gently and comforted her instead of hurrying back to his writings to be indulged in “Yu Shengfan”.
Having comforted his wife, he sat down in front of the computer with delight. Placing his fingers on the keyboard, he closed his eyes and started to brew something up. Actually, he was trying to gather massive inspiration and images from an intangible world into his mind. Ah, telling this to a timid person might shock him to death. His fingers would then start typing automatically. The speed was at least 4,000 words per hour, and there would be no typo for sure. The wordings and phrases used were all the embodiment of his peak performance…
Of course, the prerequisite for all of this would be the moment when he wrote the contents of “Yu Shengfan”.
Unfortunately, he was still closing his eyes while sitting still. After more than 10 minutes, his mind still remained empty!
He opened his eyes, staring at the same empty typing software, and was baffled!
What’s going on?
This was totally different from what he had imagined!
Where was the best condition as promised?
He scratched his own head feeling a little agitated, trying to type these few words “Yu Shengfan” on the typing software. He repetitively typed these few words, till the screen was full of them and he mumbled, “Don’t go, don’t leave me. Why do you leave me? Without you, what is the meaning of this empty shell?”