After the ringtone of school at noon, the campus radio began to play the recent popular songs. With the beautiful melody, the students of Xicheng No. 3 Middle School were divided into two armies, heading towards the canteen and heading towards the school gate.

The singing voice on the radio today is very nice, it is the new song of the young queen of the music industry, Ying Fangfei - "After the Sunset One Day".

The singing is beautiful and the lyrics are beautiful. Many boys and girls hummed softly on the way to the cafeteria or on their way home.

“One day under the sunset, you come and I come;

One day under the sunset, you blushed and said hey to me;

One day under the sunset, you keep coming;

One day under the sunset, you blushed and handed me a heart-shaped piece of paper;

One day under the sunset, you come and I come;

One day under the sunset, you blushed and gave me a bouquet of freshly picked flowers;

One day under the sunset, you come and I come;

In the sunset that day, you blushed and held my hand with red face. In the sunset that day, I blushed like you.

One day under the sunset, you hugged me in your arms;

In the sunset that day, you whispered in my ears and you really like it!

One day under the sunset, you hugged me in your arms;

In the sunset that day, you looked at my eyes, your face red, and promised in front of me that will never change...

That day, you blushed, I blushed, you look at me, I look at you, we look at each other, we hug each other in love, and we kiss lightly under the sunset.

But, but in the sunset one day, I stood in the wind, and you were also in the wind, but, in the sunset that day, I stood in the wind, and you were gradually moving away in the wind.

Ah...ah...ah...ah...

One day's sunset, that day's sunset, you in the wind, me in the wind, and we in the wind, finally under that sunset, in the future, under the sunset, in the present sunset, we are scattered around the world...

Ah...ah...ah...ah...

We were finally scattered around the world, one day, under the sunset that day…”

As the gradually sad songs were heard, Xiao Mengyue walked towards the school gate side by side with her female classmate. Both of them were a little immersed in the sad songs, and couldn't help but sang this very popular new song softly.

But the singing on the radio gradually disappeared. Xiao Mengyue's female classmate suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Xiao Mengyue and said, "Hey! Xiao Mengyue! Have you heard of it? Zhao Yan's novel was successfully published. I heard that Huang Yiqing went to Class 6 to deliver him a sample book today, and many people saw it! Haha, I really didn't expect that Zhao Yan could actually publish a novel, tsk tsk!"

"Yeah?"

Xiao Mengyue was stunned for a moment.

"Well! Many people say it's true, there shouldn't be any fake!"

Xiao Mengyue: "Oh..."

Xiao Mengyue's expression became slightly strange. She subconsciously turned around and looked at the location of the classroom of Class 6, Grade 3. There were students walking out of the classroom, but Zhao Yan was not seen.

I haven't seen him for more than a month...

This thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Mengyue's mind.

...

In the attic at noon.

Zhao Yan gently stroked the sample book in his hand, and his heart was filled with joy.

The manuscripts written on paper, the manuscripts in documents, and the sample books printed in lead type give him a completely different feeling. Although he said that he was writing novels and books, he always lacked confidence and confidence in his heart.

Only when he held the sample book in his hand did he truly feel that he had really written a book or a novel, and his sense of accomplishment was heavy. With the sample book, Zhao Yan seemed to be holding his future.

Lu Yang also had many sample books in his dream, some of which were arranged vertically, while others were horizontally.

The vertically arranged sample books are very similar to the book "Full Moon Scimitar" in his hand, but the horizontally arranged sample books are all ugly! The words seem to be broken into pieces.

Well, this is Zhao Yan’s feeling! Although he was also wondering why he knew all the words that seemed to be broken up into pieces, Zhao Yan, who had been used to the words of Daming since childhood, still felt that those words were ugly.

In his emotion, Zhao Yan flipped through the sample book in his hand. As he flipped through it, he turned to the last page of the sample book. Zhao Yan suddenly found that such a passage was written in brackets at the bottom of the last page.

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Seeing the words in the brackets, Zhao Yan suddenly wanted to know what readers who have read this book evaluated his book "Full Moon Scimitar".

After reading it, Zhao Yan immediately got up and turned on the computer. After the computer started, he immediately entered the URL of the Inscription Book Club and typed the four words "Full Moon Scimitar" in the search bar of the Inscription Book Club website.

When the Enter key was typed, a new web page appeared in front of Zhao Yan's eyes.

The first thing that caught Zhao Yan's eyes was the cover of the work that was the same as the cover of the sample book in the upper left corner of the web page.

Next to the cover is the introduction of "The Full Moon Scimitar".

In the following locations, it is an introduction to the author.

"Author: The pen name Shi Jian, original name Zhao Yan, is a new writer who emerged from nowhere. Although "The Moon Scimitar" is his debut work, his plot structure ability and imagination have been revealed. He is a rising new writer!"

This author's profile made Zhao Yan smile at the corner of his mouth, and he felt very sour.

Next, the price of this book is.

Selling price: 20 yuan.

Next to the selling price is the online shopping hotline.

At the bottom is the book review area of ​​this book.

Before reading the book review area, Zhao Yan found that the book only posted 5 chapters on the website of the Inscription Bookstore. This move should be to attract readers to purchase the physical version of the book.

It can be said that since he opened this page, Zhao Yan was in a good mood all the time to see this, but when he smiled and went to the book review area with anticipation, he immediately took a blow.

The book review area is empty, and there is not a single book review. Even the star rating at the top of the book review area currently shows that the number of people rated is 0.

Zhao Yan's smile froze on his face, the black thread on his forehead, the good egg hurts so sad!

Is no one buying my book? Or is it that the person who bought the book has not finished reading it yet, so he has not come here to review it?

Two questions appeared in Zhao Yan's heart, and then he could only comfort himself in his heart that he should have bought the book. He had not finished reading it yet, so he had not had time to come here to comment.

Although he comforted himself like this, Zhao Yan still felt very disappointed. He felt that the book was written well by himself. Overall, the plot was also very exciting, but he thought he was never reliable. Zhao Yan had read novels for so many years and had heard that many writers always felt that they were writing masterpieces when writing new books. The popularity after they were published would definitely be overwhelming, but reality always tells them that their self-thinking is just self-thinking.
Chapter completed!