While frowned, she opened the data query page in the website's backend.

Then his face suddenly changed.

I was staring at the page in a daze, and the door was knocked.

Tong Yao was carrying two large plastic bags in her hand, wrapped herself tightly, and put the things in her hand on the ground as soon as she came in.

"This is a local specialty that Lao Xu brought to you from his hometown. She was called by her leader to sweep the snow. Oh, it's still your home is warm. If I had known it, I would have bought an extra air conditioner."

The centralized heating stopped. Zheng Jia was afraid that his grandfather would be frozen, so he bought a cabinet for the living room of his home. The two air conditioners were turned on at the same time, and the temperature was no worse than floor heating.

"What's wrong? Why are you feeling unhappy? Who are you having an upset with? The old man is going out to dance square dance with Aunt Li again?"

"No, it's the royalties."

"Product fee?"

When Tong Yao found something was wrong with Zheng Jia's emotions, she asked with a smile while taking off her scarf. Zheng Jia pointed to the computer and explained a few words. The two of them came to the computer together.

"Is there any problem with your royalties?"

"I haven't had time to watch it yet. Lao Xu came back early this morning and brought a lot of things. After finally moving the things, she took me to repair the car. This guy drove my car as a tank. In less than half a month, he actually hit me more than ten times. Fortunately, it was all skin trauma..."

A trauma made Zheng Jia laugh, and she quickly stretched her face and opened her data page.

"Look at my subscription..."

Tong Yao frowned and looked around for a while, and then spoke out loud.

Starting from January 3, Zheng Jia's "The Prince of the Golden Strike" began to be read, and it was a cliff-like drop.

Starting from January 3, the reading has dropped from more than 40,000 to January 12.

Then from January 15th to January 25th, it dropped from more than 20,000 to more than 4,000.

Especially in the past few days, her daily new additions have dropped to more than 2,000, and it is still falling.

"This... your January chapter has a poisonous point?"

Poisonous points are plots that readers are very disgusted with, such as the Virgin Bitch, Cuckold, etc. When these plots that readers don’t like appear, they will cause a large number of readers to abandon the book. Zheng Jia spread her hands and shook her head speechlessly.

"No, I've checked it carefully. The plot follows the outline, and you should know the best."

Of course Tong Yao knew that she had made the outline.

"So this is...have you asked the editor?"

"The editor hasn't started working yet, so I called the scholar. The scholar said that my editor was trapped in his hometown by heavy snow, and it would probably take about a week to go to work."

"What about the scholar?"

"He said he was too busy to care about it."

"Yes, the matter of the List of Gods has not ended yet. Now the annual meeting has been postponed again. The road is blocked with heavy snow and the editors have not come. He probably doesn't care about it."

Tong Yao nodded. When she said this, she suddenly remembered something and then opened her backend account on Zheng Jia's computer. As a result, after searching, the two looked at each other.

Tong Yao's royalties have increased this month, because the rewards from the rich Qijie, plus her share ratio is 3 or 7 points, and the previous manuscript fee for her "Cs God of War Return", so she directly received 11.35 million yuan this month! Of course, this is before tax!

"Ah, your royalties have exceeded 10 million?"

Zheng Jia's face was full of envy, and Tong Yao rolled her eyes.

"I'm optimistic. Ninety percent of the more than 10 million yuan is rewarded by my seventh sister. I'm still concerned about the royalties at this time. Please check out my subscription quickly!"

Tong Yao opened his own data query page, and the results were the same.

Her subscription also began to plummet around January 3. By the end of January and early February, her parents who had fallen no longer knew each other. The chapter updated yesterday, the subscription had fallen to around 1,000, even Zheng Jia's.

"This...isn't it because of a bug in the system?"

It must be an accident if one person does this. It is probably a bug if two people do this.

But Tong Yao shook her head.

"Do you remember when the Investiture of Gods first opened, there were many pirated links in our book review area?"

"Remember...you mean, these readers have gone to see pirated copies? No, I have observed it. It seems that no one has posted pirated copies in the past half month..."

"This has to be investigated. I'll ask me later."

"Ask who?"

Tong Yao did not answer, but logged into her QQ. She had not many friends in QQ, so she added three or five of them in total. They were all the great gods added at the annual meeting last year, but she didn't talk a few words after adding it for a year.

After glanced at the friend list, I had to choose Canghai in the end.

“Are you here?”

Canghai was frustrated at this time. He was wasting 2 million in vain and turned against the fourth son of the dormitory. In addition, he beat him to the hospital and the school punished him again.

Although the fourth brother has been discharged from the hospital during the Chinese New Year, he is not in much better mood.

At this moment, he was also lying in front of the computer. When he saw the qq of scrambled eggs with leeks and frowned. He originally thought that he would ignore it, but he was afraid that the other party would have something to do with him. After all, he didn't believe that the other party would be full and say Happy New Year to him.

"exist."

"Well, how much is the monthly manuscript fee?"

When I heard about the royalties, Canghai's blood pressure rose. He gave me 2 million yuan in the Investiture of Gods. Now the royalties are paid is equivalent to my own money?

Although the monthly royalties of 1 million yuan have hit a record high, he is not happy at all, but sad.

This website is halfway through, and after getting 1 million, I have to pay 14% of the tax. This is another 100,000. The most important thing is that the money is originally my own.

After all, not only did I not make any profit this month, but I also lost a lot, and it was a huge loss.

"Well, is your book subscription normal recently? I mean...is there any plunge?"

"subscription?"

Canghai replied with two words, then opened the query data page in the background, touched the back of his head and looked at it for a long time but didn't find anything abnormal.

"It's normal..."

"Oh, that's fine."

"ah?"

Then, he saw Tong Yao's Q offline with a confused look on his face...

Tong Yao turned her head and looked at Zheng Jia again.

"It's basically certain that our situation is unlikely to be a data bug. I suspect that it's probably the ones who posted pirated links back then."

"But... I didn't see them post later."

"Will they not change their ways? Why are you so naive..."

Tong Yao rolled her eyes, bit her lips and thought again. After thinking for a long time, she opened Zheng Jia's QQ number and then opened her rows of Q groups.

"Are there anyone familiar with you here?"

"Then this group..."

Zheng Jia pointed to one of the fan groups. This was the group she built for her "The Golden Captain". There were not many people in the group, and they were all old fans who had been reading from the beginning, with about thirty or forty.
Chapter completed!