Chapter 47: Big Shots’ Group

“Chu Ge! You wait for me!” Above the Cloud Horizon Sect, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and fierce winds howled as if a great enemy had invaded. This frightened many high-ranking elders who came out of seclusion, but they only saw the Sect Master alone on the mountaintop, throwing a tantrum.

“What are you all looking at? Don’t you have anything to do?” Qiu Wuji flew angrily towards the Scrolls Tower. “I want to look up some ancient texts. Go do whatever you need to do.”

She wanted to go back and beat Chu Ge up directly, but she decided to endure it for now. After all, crossing the boundary between worlds back and forth was tiring.

“Wait until I find some techniques for you to practice. Let’s see how you die!” Qiu Wuji thought about how to retaliate, while Chu Ge felt relieved after writing that sentence.

He wasn’t sure if it would work, but it would be best if it did. He wanted her to know that the Creator God was not someone who would not fight back after being messed with. If he didn’t retaliate a few times, the husband’s authority would be in danger.

“You asked for it. Hmph.”

Chu Ge continued typing with a clear mind. As he typed, the QQ messenger kept beeping. He wondered what it was and clicked on it, only to find himself pulled into a new group.

No wonder it kept beeping… He had blocked all group chats before to type in peace. He only opened a few commonly used groups to chat when he was done typing. He hadn’t even looked at his reader group in these past few days.

Who was so bored that they added people to a group without permission nowadays?

He looked at the group name: “Street Racing Group.”

What was there to see in a racing group? His own reader group already overwhelmed him with too much information. Did he really need more images and license plates?

Chu Ge thought about it and subconsciously wanted to click “block”, but his eyes scanned the chat box and he was stunned.

The chat box was filled with repeating messages: “In recent years, everyone in the scene has gone crazy. Sometimes I hide under my blanket and cry because I’m afraid you’ll find out how bad I am at it and kick me out of the group.”

…

Repeating messages are nothing new. People often do this in the chat groups.

However, this time, the IDs are all familiar ones. At first glance, Chu Ge saw four popular bestsellers, two well-known authors, and even a platinum-level writer, all of them shining brightly on the bestseller list.

Do you call this a “Street Racing Group” for fun? Where are the cars?

At this point, the group owner spoke: “We just invited Chu Ge, the big shot.”

The “group status-1.jpg” picture came just in time. Chu Ge looked at the well-known writer with 30,000 fans and didn’t know where to start complaining.

Then, the repeating began again: “group status-1.jpg”

… Chu Ge thought for a moment and decided to send a red envelope: “As a new member, I pay my respects to the group.”

As a result, the chat quickly became flooded with responses of “Thank you, boss.jpg”.

Are all these famous writers too good to type their own words, just sending images?

Finally, someone brought up the topic: “Chu Ge, I read your book. The characters in it are amazing. You are amazing!”

Chu Ge looked at the famous writer and replied, “I grew up reading your books, great master.”

“Huh?” The writer responded, “I’m only eighteen this year. You must have mistaken me for someone else.”

Chu Ge: “…”

This was just a chat group filled with nonsense. Anyone could participate. Chu Ge suddenly felt like he was only fifteen again.

Watching a group of old men start to act young, Chu Ge leaned back in his chair and became a little absent-minded.

This…did his improvement in results lead to an upgrade in the social circle.

Anyway, it still looked like a bunch of nonsense to him. What’s the difference between these famous writers and Zhang Qiren when they’re chatting online?

Oh, wait, there was one difference after all.

For example, a big shot suddenly said, “Hey, I really fell for this book.”

Others asked, “What happened?”

“The new book only has 20,000 collections…”

“It’s been published for almost a day.”

Chu Ge: “?”

Another big shot said, “I just subscribed, it’s been on the shelves for three days and there are only 9,000 subscribers.”

Chu Ge looked at his own record of reaching 300 collections on the fourth day of posting his book. He then looked at the average of only 5,500 subscribers after more than two months on the shelves, and closed the group chat expressionlessly, going into lurking mode to recover from his injuries.

Wait, 5,500?

This surge is really…terrifying.

A wave of sharp rises may be due to luck, but this sustained surge is probably due to the fact that the book is really good, which leads to high retention and stickiness, as well as word-of-mouth recommendations.

The compliment in the group chat just now crossed Chu Ge’s mind: “The group is amazing.”

Is it really because of this reason? Or is it just a nice thing to say to make it easier for new people to integrate?

It is estimated that the possibility of it being true is higher. After all, the multiple character perspective method is already a very recent thing, and this expert can’t see it by just skimming through a couple of chapters. He must have really seen the latest ones. And an expert wouldn’t have to deliberately read your book to the latest chapter just to compliment you a few words; he must be really following it.

If the big shots are all following it, does it mean that the book is really good?

It turns out…the quality of the book is really good?

Chu Ge leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, but felt a mix of emotions.

Chu Ge took a deep breath and opened his reader group which he hadn’t opened for a long time.

The group chat was still lively, no worse than before, nor more popular, because the people were still the same. This was his old readers’ group, and he had never released the group number for this book. The recent surge in popularity did not lead to an increase in the number of people in the group.

At this time, the group was discussing a theft case at a certain school, and they were chatting excitedly. Chu Ge realized that he hadn’t paid attention to social hot topics in his recent obsession with a certain woman, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Who has the complete scoop? Can someone provide a link?”

The group quieted down for a moment, but soon someone spoke up, “Damn, Brother Chu, you finally showed up. Did you start another group because your book got popular, and this one has become a deserted place?”

Chu Ge quickly explained, “I’ve been in seclusion for writing recently, I haven’t been active anywhere. How else can I release updates?”

“We thought you were abducted by aliens.”

“Your seclusion period is a bit excessive. You didn’t even say anything, and you didn’t thank those who gave you so many rewards.”

Chu Ge sweated, “Did someone give me rewards? I didn’t even see them…”

It’s true! Love is the ruin of man!

“We explained you’re busy writing and thanked those who gave you rewards in the book review section on your behalf, so there isn’t much to report for now.” One of the moderators said, “But Brother Chu, many people are asking for the group number. Should we expand the group?”

Warmth surged in Chu Ge’s heart.

He thought that since he had disappeared for so many days without an explanation and others had to help him clean up, so everyone might have some grievances. But the fact is, everyone still cares about him.

“Let’s expand the group. I’ll make a membership and add 2,000 people, then add it to the introduction.” Chu Ge sent a big red envelope and added a batch of moderators, “I’m in a period of releasing many updates, so there won’t be much chit-chat in the group. Thank you all for your efforts…Oh, by the way, does anyone want to be an operator?”

“What’s an operator? When did novels need operators?”

“It’s actually the same as the moderators in the book review section. Capitalists just want to use fancy words to make it sound more professional.”

“Just a moderator? I’ll do it!”

There was an enthusiastic response to the call for applications.

“Brother Chu, your book is getting better and better. Go ahead and keep releasing updates, we’ll take care of everything else.”

Watching everything gradually return to normal, Chu Ge felt a moment of trance.

He never thought that there would be such a scene of excitement when he fell flat on his face before.

He wondered how Zhang Qiren was doing now…

He tried to send a private message, but there was no response.

…

Miracle Nightclub

Zhang Qiren was leaning on the office sofa, sipping a glass of red wine worth tens of thousands.

The underground fighting arena had been closed recently, and his attention seemed to have turned to managing the legitimate nightclub, leaving him with some spare time for other things…

In front of him stood a line of young girls dressed in black, nervously waiting for him to inspect them.

Zhang Qiren’s gaze wandered back and forth, disappointment evident in his eyes. “Is this all of them?”

The red-haired young man next to him said, “Boss, not everyone likes to wear black all the time. These girls and hostesses change their clothes regularly…”

After a moment of silence, Zhang Qiren shook his head and said, “Forget it, if they’re not here, they’re not here.”

A woman who looked like a “mama-san” was smiling coyly and said, “Mr. Zhang, which one caught your eye tonight…”

“Everyone, go back,” Zhang Qiren said calmly. “I may have hot girls in my club, but I haven’t fallen for any of them.”

The “mama-san” was confused.

Zhang Qiren looked down at his glass and whispered, “Just go back. They’re all good-looking, but they’re not what I’m looking for, so there’s no point.”

He paused and turned to the red-haired young man. “What about the ‘black room’ business? Any progress?”

“They’re interested, but they’re lying low because the police are after them.”

“No problem…” Zhang Qiren said slowly. “Gu Ruoyan seems to have returned to Beijing… Lin Wuyang is just a section chief and can’t do anything.”