"Pah!"
The communicator in Wang Changqing's hand was smashed to the ground. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a hysterical and angry beast.
Dollar had defeated Yi, and the public opinion of the whole Alliance was suddenly turned around. Contest of the Gods and Fang Mingquan, who had been scolded like dogs, were suddenly put on the altar. A lot of people were saying that they owed Contest of the Gods and Fang Mingquan an apology.
More and more people were pouring into Contest of the Gods to watch Fang Mingquan's analysis. Contest of the Gods had made it into the top ten in the Alliance in a single day. And it was not the tenth, but the eighth place.
Since the beginning of Huaxing Station, it had never reached such a high level. The program with the highest rating in Huaxing Station was only the nineteenth place in a single day.
Eighth place in a single day in the Alliance. What did that mean? No one in the entire Huaxing Station dared to think about it before. Being in the top one hundred was enough to make the host proud. Being in the top fifty meant that the show was very popular.
Top ten!
Sometimes it was really hard to imagine.
Without a doubt, "Contest of the Gods" and Fang Mingquan had really become popular.
Although "Contest of the Gods" was only a show that aired during the Contest of the Gods and would stop airing after the Contest of the Gods, Fang Mingquan's beautiful performance this time had already earned him enough capital and fame.
No matter what new program he hosted in the future, with his current capital and popularity, the viewership ratings would definitely not be bad.
Now, Huaxing Station had already treated Fang Mingquan as their host. Even Xu Kangnian would smile all day long whenever he saw Fang Mingquan, and would even praise him from time to time. This made Wang Changqing so jealous that he wished he could pounce on Fang Mingquan and bite him.
After returning home from work, Fang Mingquan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the bright night view outside. He held a cigarette in his hand and took a puff from time to time. He slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Now that everything was over and he had calmed down, Fang Mingquan felt a little scared. His analysis, even himself, was bullsh * t. He did not even watch the game, so what could he analyze?
Fang Mingquan only believed in Dollar, the man who shocked him that night, and believed that such a man could not have a bad performance.
Therefore, Fang Mingquan was only betting that Dollar could make it to the top ten Chosen. As for whether he could win or not, it did not matter.
The fight with Yi Dongmu, and the invitation from Lin Feng, had made Dollar's reputation skyrocket. And Fang Mingquan had succeeded as well.
"Dollar, you are my lucky star!"
Fang Mingquan's body slowly relaxed. He was very glad that he won the bet, and it was a big victory. If he lost the bet, he didn't even dare to think about the consequences. Just thinking about it made his body tremble slightly.
He wasn't afraid of losing, but the gamble this time was too big. If he lost, he might not be able to make a comeback. He was afraid that he would have to leave his favorite industry.
The smoke reached the lungs through the trachea, and a numbing sensation spread in the lungs. Fang Mingquan looked at the night sky in silence, and the excitement in his heart gradually faded.
After all the excitement had faded away, Fang Mingquan got up and turned on his smartphone. He then wrote an article titled "A King Marches Forward in Solitude".
Kings were lonely.
While others were laughing and chatting with their friends, displaying their humorous talents.
He was sweating silently.
Kings were lonely.
While others were whispering sweet nothings to beautiful women under the moonlight.
He was spilling blood on the battlefield.
Kings were lonely.
While the whole world was against him.
He just quietly stared into the distance.
Kings were lonely.
While he was abandoned by everyone.
He was still marching forward in solitude.
Only for the unchanging other shore in his heart.
I just want to say.
Dollar, please accept my kneeling.
I only want to follow you in solitude.
If you win, I will accompany you to rule the world.
If you lose, I will accompany you to make a comeback.
Fang Mingquan finished the article. This time, he did not sign his name. Instead, he wrote "A Lonely Man's Confession to a King."
When Fang Mingquan uploaded the article to the Skynet, it was immediately clicked and shared at an incredible speed, causing a huge response.
"Damn, I'm crying. It reminds me of the time when I was training silently just to be admitted to the military academy. Others only envied me for being admitted to the military academy. They did not know how hard I worked. I was still training with a high fever. That was not a life for a human being."
"Fang Mingquan wrote so well. It reminds me of the days when I was struggling in God's Sanctuary."
"This is a true portrayal of my current situation."
"I'm a lonely person, too. I spend at least twenty-eight days a month in the shelter. I just want to work harder so that my family can live a better life. But I'm so tired, and I want someone to be with me."
"No matter what happens in the future, from this moment on, I am a fan of Dollar and Fang Mingquan. I also hope to follow you."
"Dollar, please accept my kneeling."
"If you win, we will accompany you to rule the world."
"If you lose, we will accompany you to make a comeback."
"Lonely man + 1."
"I like Fang Mingquan so much. You follow Dollar, I will follow you."
"If God gave me a second chance, I would never talk bad about Dollar again."
"Previous poster + 1."
“+10086。”
"Dollar, you are also my king."
The article "A King Walks in Solitude" pushed Dollar and Fang Mingquan to a height that ordinary people could not reach. While Fang Mingquan became popular, Dollar also won many loyal fans, instead of those who were fickle and could change sides at any time.
Han Sen also read the article, "A King Walks in Solitude," which touched him a lot. During the first three months in God's Sanctuary, the loneliness and helplessness almost drove him crazy. He was able to make it this far because he still had that beautiful woman in his heart.
If it weren't for his mother and Han Yan, Han Sen didn't know if he would have given up and fallen like that.
After reading the article, Han Sen wanted to reply to Fang Mingquan, but he gave up the idea in the end.
"Let us continue to walk in silence for the beauty in our hearts. I know in my heart that words cannot express my feelings." Han Sen quietly logged out of the Skynet.
Han Sen rested for a while and planned to go to the Saint Hall to see if there was a suitable footwork for him. Yi's footwork combined with his assassination skills was indeed unparalleled. What Han Sen lacked now was an advanced footwork that could be combined with his Sleeve-Blade to push his combat ability to the peak.