The author of the new list was given a yellow card!
This result, no matter which author is placed on it, is no less than a devastating blow.
A newcomer is given a yellow card for his first book and cannot be listed on any artificial list. Basically, this new article is considered useless. Even if it insists on updating with perseverance, but without any exposure, it can only be destined that this book will slowly disappear from the readers' field of vision.
not to mention-
For the author, his pen name is more important than a book. Therefore, many authors make great efforts to manage their own pen names, hoping to accumulate a group of loyal readers, so as to lay a solid foundation for their future novels.
And issuing a yellow card is tantamount to slapping the pseudonym "Flying Dragon in the Sky" hard.
Hiring trolls to smear negatives, smearing authors on the same list, inciting fans to belittle and splash black water under other authors' articles, and being exposed and stamped by factual evidence to enter the yellow card list. Every move shows how ulterior motives and character this author is. inferior.
No matter how good the novel is by such an author, it is still an object of disgust in the eyes of most readers.
What's more, "Flying Dragon in the Sky" is a new author who has not been registered for a long time. How stable can he be if he has only accumulated a fan base for more than a month
In an instant, a large number of fans declared their fans off.
Yes, they left quietly and deleted "Fake Zerg Soldier" from their favorites. Some were so angry that they ran to the text of "Fake Brand" and typed hundreds of words to vent their anger at being deceived and misled, and then left. Some, hesitantly came to the text of Su Tan's novel "Era of Conquering the Earth [Quick Travel]", and carefully apologized.
"Killing a man in a thousand miles: I'm sorry, I didn't expect Feilong to use such a cheap method to hire a navy to deal with the author of the same list. It's too contemptuous. I said so many unpleasant things to you earlier, I'm sorry."
"Jian Wufeng: I don't know what to say, I completely lost my fan of the old dragon, alas. I hope that the braised pork will continue to work hard, your hard work is well-deserved."
"Stinky salted fish can also stand up: sorry."
…
No one mentioned it, but everyone knew at this moment that the pseudonym "Flying Dragon in the Sky" was completely stink.
Su Tan saw that the comment area under his article returned to normal, and all kinds of heated book reviews surged up, and these apology posts were brushed down, like a flash in the pan, and never appeared again.
Su Tan watched quietly and closed the web page.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
And what he can do is to clean himself up and stick to his heart. Naturally, he wouldn't be afraid of other people who came to him to cause trouble. He would fight one by one until the other party was subdued.
But because of this, he became more and more curious about the local tyrant reader "Smoke Scar" who tried his best to defend himself from the beginning.
What is it about yourself that makes the other party like you so much
Su Tan smiled a little, but couldn't find the answer after much deliberation, so he simply turned off the computer and took care of himself, then opened the door and went downstairs.
In the living room downstairs, which was always lively, it was quiet today, without a single sound.
The scorching summer afternoon wind blows in from the half-opened window, and the hot air circulates in the room. The dry and hot air makes people feel strangely comfortable.
Su Tan raised his eyes and looked around, and found that the robot Suning could not be found anywhere inside or outside the house, and he couldn't help being a little surprised for a while.
As long as I am at home, my father will always stay at home. Where did this go today
He went to the refrigerator in the kitchen and poured himself a glass of ice water. After drinking it, the summer heat all over his body disappeared immediately. Even his head, which was dizzy from the hangover, was stimulated to wake up by the cold water.
Just when he put down his water glass, the door of Unexpected's house was suddenly pushed open, and two completely different figures walked in one after the other.
Su Tan raised his eyes curiously, "Abba, big cousin, where have you been?"
The metal finger of the robot Suning who was lowering his head to change his shoes suddenly paused and became slightly stiff. He looked up at Su Tan, "Son, are you awake?"
Su Tan nodded, "Yes."
He has a warm smile and a clean face, but there is a rare refreshing and clean aura that makes people feel relaxed and open to each other involuntarily. "I didn't see you when I woke up, did you go out together?"
Hearing his question, Su Ning lowered his head, hurriedly pulled off the left shoe with his metal fingers, and then stretched out his hand to take it off to the right, only then did he suddenly realize that the right shoe had already been taken off.
It suddenly got stuck, and when it lifted its head with a pair of shoes, it couldn't hold back the doubts in its heart, and the words slipped out of its mouth immediately. "We went to the neighbor's house to inquire, and there is no one named William Chan in Gelia."
Su Tan: "..."
He can't laugh or cry.
However, the father's metal and plastic face was serious, and his brows were furrowed. It was obvious that he had been troubled by this problem for a day and a night. I have found someone I like/do you want to prepare a dowry? …
Countless worrying and tangled questions filled its heart. So early in the morning, before the sun had completely risen, the robot Suning was busy preparing to go out, wanting to go to the houses of the neighbors who knew him for news, so as to find out who this "William Chan" really was.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was shocked to see a tall and slender figure leaning against the corridor in the dim morning light, standing quietly for an unknown how long.
But the moment he heard the soft knock on the door, Hayden suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and the dark eyes were deep and quiet.
He opened his mouth and asked, "Who is William Chan?"
Suning: "..."
Looking at his eldest cousin who was more worried about his son than himself, the robot Suning felt very sad, thinking that his son would not have to worry about being bullied when he married into his husband's family. With such a big cousin who cares about his younger brother wholeheartedly, why is it worried
Simply, it took Hayden into the neighbor's house to find the truth through the morning dew and mist.
Unexpectedly, after asking all morning, no one knew who William Chan was.
Looking at the son with stretched brows and eyes in front of him, Suning opened his mouth even more tangled. "No one knows who Chen Weiting is, only the distant nephew of Lao Mao's house next door is named Chen and so on, but - he has never been to the planet Gelia, how do you know him?"
Su Tan couldn't help laughing.
He had no memory of last night after being drunk, and he didn't know how his father and cousin learned the name of William Chan from his own mouth, but obviously they all misunderstood.
He smiled and explained: "Abba, this is my favorite male god, hardworking and motivated, not from here."
The robot Suning got stuck for a moment, and finally looked at Su Tan's serious and sincere eyes, and simply gave up the topic.
It put down its shoes, put on a pair of fluffy and flower-shaped slippers, and rushed to the kitchen, saying, "I'll cook first, it'll be ready in a while!"
Su Tan nodded, smiled and said that he was not in a hurry. He looked up at the silent eldest cousin by the door, a little surprised, "Big cousin, did you go to the neighbor's house with Dad?"
Hayden: "..."
He responded calmly and calmly: "I'm going to understand the customs and customs."
Su Tan listened, nodded with a smile, and saw that Hayden turned and went upstairs before entering the kitchen to help Dad.
I saw that the robot Suning was wearing rubber gloves, his hands were wet with water, and he was washing vegetables under the faucet. When he saw him, he waved for him to come over.
Its cautious appearance made Su Tan curious, and walked over as he said. "Abba, what's the matter?"
The robot Suning probed and saw that Hayden was nowhere to be seen outside the door, so he lowered his voice and whispered in his ear to encourage him: "Abba supports you."
Su Tan:? ?
Seeing his puzzled face, Suning smiled and encouraged him in a low voice: "Whether you like William Chan or whoever you like, go after him if you like!"
It patted Su Tan on the shoulder vigorously, and supported him wholeheartedly: "Abba will always stand by your side, don't worry about your big cousin."
Su Tan was startled, then couldn't help laughing.
He hugged Suning, not minding the little floral apron on it at all, and how strange it was that the pair of furry little flower-shaped slippers were paired with a cold metal shell under his feet.
For a moment, Su Tan only felt that his heart was as warm as being close to a hot stove.
He nodded affirmatively and replied: "Abba, thank you, and I will always support you."
In an instant, the robot Suning was wearing rubber gloves and had nowhere to put his metal hands, which were soaked in water, but it was as beautiful as countless fireworks lit up in front of his eyes.
Su Tan couldn't help laughing, thinking: across the stars to pursue a male god? I'm afraid I'll have another life, I hope I can be reborn as a little niece like Chen and so on, then I will be satisfied:-D.
At this time, in the attic bedroom, Hayden looked solemn, and dialed the communication number of the guard steward Oleson.
As soon as the other party connected, he asked directly, "How's the investigation going?"
Oleson paused and stated his findings. "In the imperial name registry, there are 13,259 people named 'William Chan'."
Hayden lowered his eyes in thought.
Looking at the detailed list of information sent by Oleson, he let out a deep breath.
There are too many enemies, how about—
He might as well change his name.
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Hayden William Chan Longman