Two big things happened at the end of the month.
One of them is that "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" was successfully launched on Sea Lion Reading. The first day of subscriptions set a historical record for the martial arts category, reaching 50,000 people, and this number is still increasing.
According to Qijian, the editor-in-chief of the martial arts category, as long as he can keep updating two chapters a day, the average subscription will exceed 100,000 before the end of the year, and a monthly income of one million is just around the corner.
But Hao Yun had his own ideas.
In fact, after finishing the manuscript of the fifteenth volume, he had deliberately slowed down the update speed. As soon as October 31st passed, he immediately ended the burst of two updates a day and changed it to one update a day. fish pattern.
Everything is to win a prize before the eunuch.
According to information revealed by Seven Swords, a well-known professor in the literary world has nominated "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" to the Writers Association and recommended it to participate in the selection of the Hengshan Literature Award.
Although it is a novel that is currently being serialized, in the history of the Hengshan Literary Award, it is not uncommon for novels that are being serialized to participate in the awards.
As long as the work itself has highlights that are commendable.
As for a monthly salary of one million, to be honest, it is not very attractive to Hao Yun. Even if he writes for a whole year, he still can't pay off the debts owed by Yunmeng Group.
It would be better to seriously develop two hit games when you have time. By then, not to mention an annual income of tens of millions, maybe you will have a small goal.
As for another major event, the entry he submitted called "Cemetery" successfully became one of the 270 shortlisted works.
To be honest, Hao Yun was quite surprised when he heard the news.
In particular, he found that his work not only qualified for the finals, but was also selected as the "most creative work" in the Hope Cup qualifiers by "Times Youth Daily".
Dormitory 401.
The door was flung open.
A little fat man rushed in and went straight to the balcony.
"Fuck! Brother Yun is so awesome!"
Hao Yun, who was hanging clothes, guessed that this guy was probably here because of the Hope Cup finalist, but he already knew about the finalist, so he replied casually without interest.
"What are you calling your dad for?"
"Your game is popular on Bilibili!"
"Station B?" Hao Yun stopped drying clothes and looked back at him with a strange expression.
The little fat man Zhou Xuan nodded vigorously, as if he was the one who was in trouble, and continued talking excitedly.
"Yes! Let me tell you, last night there was an anchor at station B, who broadcast your game in front of a million viewers, and threatened not to stop broadcasting until the legendary perfect ending was achieved! As a result, the paintbrush hit After more than five hours, I was forced to shut down on the spot due to obsessive-compulsive disorder! And today, the entire game area followed suit and posted the video of your game. You will know how popular it is when you go up there!"
"Wait, wait a minute," stopping Zhou Xuan's excited words, Hao Yun grabbed him with a question mark on his face and asked, "What's the perfect ending?"
"Don't you know?" Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, "I saw on the official website of the Hope Cup, the comment with the most likes in the comment area of the shortlisted works said that this game actually has a perfect ending, and the trigger method is quite difficult. …”
Damn it
Hearing this sentence, Hao Yunren was dumbfounded.
He, the game producer, didn't even know that there was such a setting.
Zhou Xuan, who noticed something was wrong with Hao Yun's expression and vaguely guessed something, asked tentatively in a low voice.
"Could it be... no?"
"… No."
"Gan!" Zhou Xuan looked dumbfounded, looking as uncomfortable as he could, "I damn... fought all night last night! You actually told me you didn't!?"
Hao Yun couldn't help complaining: "What the hell? You believe this kind of fishing post!"
"What can I do! Who knew that thing was for fishing," Zhou Xuan said painfully, "I actually thought about finding it directly from the program at first, but it turned out that it was an encrypted packet... You said you were... There are no easter eggs in the game, so why are you encrypting it?"
Hearing this, Hao Yun looked slightly embarrassed.
Good guy, this is how the message came out...
Generally speaking, unless the developer has hidden some secret clues or Easter eggs with collection elements in the game, the main program of the game will be encrypted to prevent players from quickly cracking it through abnormal means and reduce the fun of the Easter eggs. .
However, Hao Yun originally used the functions of the development tools to anti-crack the content of the game purely to make the game look less simple.
Who would have thought that these players would be so boring? Rumors spread that there was a hidden ending.
He really wanted to ask the players in the comment section of the official website who claimed to have achieved the hidden ending how they achieved an ending that he, the developer, had never set.
"...Can I ask by the way, who is the anchor who has been live broadcasting all night?" In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Hao Yun decided to change the topic.
"My nickname is Brother Xiang, he's quite famous in the industry." Zhou Xuan said with a haggard look, still lost in the sadness of wasting a night.
Hao Yun: "...?"
Shall I wipe it
Is it this guy again
If he remembered correctly, when he first released 2048, this guy was his number one fan. Later in Temple Escape, this guy seemed to be in conflict with him, as if he had identified Yunmeng Games. Trademark, must be sprayed on every Yunmeng game.
Fortunately, this time, I did not wear the vest of Yunmeng Games, but participated in the Hope Cup competition as an individual, but by chance, I was targeted by him.
Hao Yun believed that he might have done it unintentionally this time.
But this fate is too coincidental, right
If it weren't for the fact that he was still carrying a debt of more than 10 million, Hao Yun couldn't help but want to go to Station B to reward this guy with a few TV sets.
Perhaps he had figured it out, and Zhou Xuan, who had his head hanging down, finally cheered up.
Looking at Hao Yun, he seemed to have made some kind of determination and spoke seriously.
"I thought about it and suggested that you don't clarify. Although it's a bit unkind, the atmosphere of this discussion is still very helpful in expanding your reputation. When the finals come, you might be able to be accepted by the main examination committee. focus of attention.”
Hao Yunhan said: "Even if I want to clarify, there is no way to clarify it."
He doesn't care much about popularity, after all, he is an elegant, easy-going and Buddhist person. But sometimes being too Buddhist seems to have the opposite effect, making everyone more curious about him, and this is what always gives him a headache.
Zhou Xuan nodded.
"That's good, otherwise I'd always feel like I'm at a loss."
Hao Yun: "..."
Good guy, luckily he just thought this guy was thinking about himself.
Sure enough, I was still too naive.
Looking at the two people talking on the balcony, Zheng Xueqian, who had been eavesdropping, had a look of envy on his face. The pen in his hand had not been touched for a while. One was not thinking about it, and the other was not in the mood at all.
Unlike him, Zhu Kening is down-to-earth. Envy is just envy, and he sighed simply.
"Brother Yun is still awesome. He can be a finalist in his freshman year. His scholarship for his sophomore year is definitely guaranteed!"
Liang Ziyuan nodded in rare agreement: "Maybe I'll get it in my freshman year."
"Freshman year is still difficult. Scholarships, after all, there is a process, and qualifications are also very important." Zhu Kening smiled and continued to look at Lao Zheng, who was silent, "By the way, Lao Zheng, speaking of which, you are not Have you signed up too? Where is your work? Let me see what it looks like."
"Hey, forget it," Zheng Xueqian sighed and said, "There's no time for that in military training... I just finished writing the program and stopped working. It's not too difficult to look at the title. If you work hard, maybe there's something to be done. Let’s wait until next year!”
He said that as if he didn't care.
Unfortunately, his words were heard by Zhou Xuan who had just returned from the balcony.
The little fat man was as shameless as ever and exposed his excuse with a smile on the spot.
"Old Zheng, please show some respect. What do you mean you don't have time for military training? Why don't you read novels when you have time?"
After hesitating for a while, Lao Zheng couldn't think of a more suitable excuse. Finally, he simply shut up and turned to the textbook to prepare for next month's basic plan lesson.