We... are champions!
No. You are champions.
I never thought I could take first place.
It wasn't that I'd never thought about it.
When I'd first arrived at Qidian, still ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth, I'd indulged in that wild fantasy.
Someone asked me why I chose Qidian. Brimming with confidence, I said that since I'd decided to write web novels, Qing He Yi Shen had to come to the fiercest battlefield and take the hardest beating!
That was just me putting on airs, you know? Like Jiang Wang saying, "Perhaps I can take it."
I never expected to actually get beaten.
And beaten that badly.
Two years of writing, two million words, seventeen hundred subscriptions, and a bank account growing ever more shriveled... had erased that arrogant notion.
When I wrote the Yellow River Assembly, as more and more readers finally began paying attention to me, I vaguely thought of it again.
For one thing, there were simply too many readers. It felt as though, overnight, so many readers had appeared. So many Alliance Leaders, so many Silver Grand Alliance Leaders, and ever-rising subscriptions gave me immense confidence.
For another, I was deeply satisfied with how I'd written the Yellow River Assembly. When I finished that arc, more than a thousand chapter comments said they had reread it again and again.
Over a thousand voices passionately discussing the plot truly thrilled me. I saw reader after reader actively immersing themselves in the story. I saw so many people's emotions stirred by it. Those emotions answered the splendor atop the River Viewing Terrace, like the reactions of spectators I had not described much in the novel.
At the time, the feeling was wonderfully novel—the world inside the book and the world outside it converged, and that