Ask the Mirror: Add updated event rules and some comments
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Everyone, the event has begun.
Because the name of the fan group was confirmed not long ago: Thirteen Outsiders.
In order to celebrate and find a reason to add updates, ask for votes, and hope for support, this event is organized.
The basic content of this event, in short, is the initial task of the VIP group.
But before that, please allow a 32-year-old man to express some sentiments like a literary youth. If you are not interested in reading, just scroll to the end of the chapter and read the activities.
Old readers should know that I have a very nerdy personality.
It has been 11 years and 9 months since I wrote the book. It was not until the third year, that is, the period of "Netherworld Immortal Road", that a book friend established the first group for me. It took "" "Ask the Mirror" was first published, at the end of October 2010, the 7th year of writing the book.
After establishing the group, I was very excited and active in the group for a period of time. During that time, the book club expanded to 4 members, and I ran back and forth, making friends and chatting... That was when I had saved manuscripts. stage.
Later, as the archive of manuscripts was exhausted, the terrible update rhythm of "Ask the Mirror" began. I dived because of my busyness, and then because I didn't speak for a long time, I was embarrassed to speak again. Time fell silent. And then, ahem, all the friends who joined the book club knew...
Later, around the time "Ask the Mirror" first entered VIP, some book friends mentioned that you should create a VIP group to lose weight and communicate with readers who spend money to support you.
At that time, I shrank because of my personality and because I didn’t have the ideas and habits to divide the readership.
My usual thinking is: if you write a book carefully, you will naturally have like-minded friends to read it.
I still don’t think this idea is wrong.
But the reality is very complicated: If you have read all my works, you may be able to find that from "The Last Man" to "The Netherworld" and then to "Ask the Mirror", the world view reflected is very different. The style has changed significantly, and the focus of description is even more different. This is closely related to my growth experience and mental journey.
Every moment of each person is unique. My works in 2004 will resonate with a certain reader. But in 2014, people are still there but things have changed. Will the resonance still exist?
What about the readers of "The Netherworld"? What about the readers of the earlier "The Last Man"? Even the **** book I started writing had a few friends I could chat with...but now, I've forgotten even their names.
I know that my writing pace is too slow, it takes too long, and I am really lacking in interpersonal communication...
Youth is ignorant and time is terrible.
I know that some shortcomings can never be made up for, including my character shortcomings.
However, before writing this article, when I looked through the QQ group of Netherworld Fairy Road in my early years and looked at the names that had faded away and been forgotten, some parts of my memory still trembled after all.
QQ group is really a wonderful thing.
I know that in another ten years, I may still be writing, but at that time, you may not be the ones who resonate with a willful 42-year-old man.
However, there must have been a QQ group called "Thirteen heretics" at that time, in which everyone's names were listed explicitly or implicitly, recording whether you were serious about a book you had read or not. The author of Codeword has given me support, help and trust. It will also give the 42-year-old man at that time a heavy capital to remember.
Well, in this case, I should have left it until the end of "Asking the Mirror".
But since I have already written it down, I will bow to everyone here in advance:
The weight loss expert is here to express his gratitude to the book friends who have been helping me and supporting me with practical actions. I also hope that everyone will spend a little time to enter the QQ group platform of "Thirteen Heretics" to show your achievements and keep them for a long time. Stay and continue our unfinished journey.
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Details of the event:
QQ group number: 186722958 Group name: Thirteen Heretics
Requirements for joining the group: Originally, the standard was to be fully subscribed, but many book friends supported it as members in the early days, so it was difficult to apply one-size-fits-all. The standard is based on the "hero" star value, that is, book friends who have spent more than 50 yuan on the book "Ask the Mirror". When joining the group for verification, please indicate that you are a book friend of "Ask the Mirror". After joining the group, just show your account number and a screenshot of the "Ask the Mirror" star value. Screenshots of star values can be found in personal comments and monthly voting posts in the Wenjing Book Review area.
Book friends who have been members can take screenshots from the Personal Center - Footprints - Voting Records - Monthly Voting interface to prove that they have voted for Wenjing for a long time, and they can also join the group.
Due to my lack of relevant experience, if there is a simpler verification method, you can put it forward in the book review area and QQ group.
Also: If anyone can show me photos of the purchased books related to traditional Chinese published in Taiwan, that’s fine too... Of course, I’m kneeling down too.
Then there are the most important event rules:
Originally, I thought that for every 100 people who joined the group, I would create a chapter of 6,000 words, and the whole group would have ten chapters.
After thinking about it, I realized that the procedures for joining the group are rather complicated, so don’t overestimate your influence. In the end, it’s not good to be a half-hearted person, so I might as well halve the conditions and use 50 people as the standard.
Every time 50 people join, it will be updated to a large chapter on the second day, which is valid for a long time.
I am blind when it comes to VIP group management. Subsequent activities and benefits will be gradually improved. If any book friends come forward and are willing to help, I will be extremely grateful.
Today, I am going to do my best and update the chapter in advance. Please support me, book friends. When this chapter quietly lands on your bookshelf, it proves that the serialization of "Asking the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
Speaking words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man quietly flipped this chapter onto your bookshelves, which proved that the serialization of "Ask the Mirror" has officially started.
Thank you to the book friends who collected and voted in the past two days. This is your trust and affirmation in me.
I hope everyone can continue to trust me and affirm me. During the serialization period of "Asking the Mirror", my biggest wish is that as many book lovers as possible will read and collect it, and every book friend who reads and collects it will cast a positive vote.
The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,
A magnificent and majestic world has opened...
************
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.
In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.
There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:
"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"
The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"
After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"
The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"
Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"
The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”
The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."
Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"
"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."
The black-faced man said something that even disgusted him
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