Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

It seems that this dinner episode did not affect the daily lives of the two.

Trumu's life, like every day in the past, is occupied by words and thoughts.

Azhao is sitting on the oversized lazy sofa he bought himself on the balcony, either sunbathing or playing a small game of cell phones, casually consuming most of the day.

Lately, however, Trumu seems to have spent less time in the study.

He also bought himself a lounge chair, sometimes with Azhao, lying on the balcony in the sun.

Zhao is very pleased with this.

“You have to understand the combination of labor and pleasure. What's the point of staying in the study all day? ”

Azhao closed his eyes and enjoyed his face: “Look here, the view is good, the air is good, the sun is perfect. It's a lot more comfortable out there in the sun. ”

Chumu looked at her sideways and nodded: “You're right. ”

After this, he certainly appeared on the balcony more often.

They spend much more time together than usual.

Chumu will also ask questions about the “future”.

Luckily, Azhao walked through so many worlds, the insight was not covered, he answered without a shred, and even more so when he spoke nonsense, he didn't blink a second.

Chumugan could not find any reason to doubt her words.

The afternoon sun was very comfortable on the person, Chumu's eyes closed comfortably and his consciousness gradually faded.

At this time, Zhao suddenly clapped on the sofa.

Chumu opened his eyes unconsciously: "What's wrong? ”

A Zhao's anger rushed: “Someone is brushing a bad review. ”

Scrub bad reviews?

A Zhao handed the screen to Chu Mu.

Trumu, that's how she understands what she's saying.

Turns out it's a book rating area for "The Fairy Killer", and suddenly there's a large area of low score reviews.

To criticize his designs, to criticize the character of his protagonists and even to physically assault him.

All of them are bad reviews of the same color, all of them abusive, and still pouring in at the same time.

Anyone with eyes can see what's going on.

Chu Mu looked at Ah Zhao Qi drumming and shook his head with a smile: “I still think it's something, brush the bad reviews, just delete it. ”

Seeing this operation, Trumu was not only angry, he even wanted to laugh.

He's been badly criticized for something like this before.

But that was years ago, when he first started coming to the Apocalypse Literature Network to write his first book.

Because the data is good, it's new, and it may have caught someone's eye.

Trumu remembered that he woke up one night and was directly frightened by poor reviews and verbal abuse in the book district.

It has to be said that this is a real blow to newcomers.

He was really made to almost lose his confidence. He doubted whether he was really writing uselessly and was almost abandoned.

Good thing it lasted.

That was that one time.

His first book revealed itself, and his second one began to fire, saving steady readers and fame.

By this time, this little trick will be of no use to him.

Not to mention now?

Now Chu's Spring and Autumn, with a huge readership and an astonishing death and loyalty powder, has a position that almost no one can shake in the Apocalypse Literary Network.

Which one of you doesn't have a clear mind would feel such a bad review could affect him?

Did someone brush it wrong, or...

Someone deliberately?

Trumu thought about it, thinking that if it was really artificial, it could be just one person ——

The snow sea is endless.

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6 more finished.

Good night, everyone.