Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1620: These People Were Ingrates

Yang Yuhui was trembling with anger. In the end, he could only search for those novels in his mind again and slowly start writing them all over again.

Yang Yuhui stayed up until midnight in order to complete those manuscripts quickly.

“It’s already midnight, but you’re still not letting us sleep. Stop banging on the keyboard!” said his roommate resentfully. The light from the laptop as well as the noisy typing sounds coming from his keyboard ticked off his roommates greatly.

Yang Yuhui’s face turned gloomy. With the light from the laptop illuminating his face, he looked very terrifying.

Originally, he wanted to rope his roommates in too when he started developing, since they had been roommates for two lives already.

But now, it seed that he had thought too much into it. These people were ingrates.

Yang Yuhui now felt that he should be flattered and praised by everyone. If these people were willing to go through thick and thin with him, he would definitely give them lots of benefits.

Plus, these people all developed well in the entertainnt circle. Every single one of them had their own works to their na. Yang Yuhui wanted to bring these people under him as his subordinates, and in the future, he would give them a slightly better script and let them beco famous.

But they had given this up.

Yang Yuhui turned off his laptop and locked it into his cabinet.

When the others saw his overly cautious manner, they couldn’t help but sneer.

Another music company wanted Yang Yuhui’s song lyrics, and they offered a pretty generous price too. However, Yang Yuhui wasn’t very satisfied with the price. If it weren’t for the fact that he didn’t have enough money, he wouldn’t sell those lyrics so cheaply.

But right now, he didn’t have enough resources to produce his own albums.

Yang Yuhui wrote a few not so well-known songs and gave them to the music company. He left the classic songs for himself. There was no way he would give them to anyone else.

Especially not when the price was so low.

Like this, Yang Yuhui gained a sum of money, and his depressed mood lightened.

Yang Yuhui spent all his ti on the manuscripts, and after working late into the night for two months, he finally managed to finish rushing them out.

He imdiately went to publish it onto the web, full of joy and expectation. But when he entered the novel’s na into the search bar, he was told that this na already existed.

Yang Yuhui was taken aback. What the hell!?

Only he knew this novel’s na. How could there be other people whose novels had the sa na as his?

Yang Yuhui looked up that novel and found that this novel had long been published. The content was also exactly the sa as his.

Yang Yuhui reeled from the shock, feeling as if he had been hit by a hamr. How was this possible? He had confird that this world didn’t have these novels. What was going on right now?

Yang Yuhui had an ominous feeling about this situation. As if possessed, he looked up the other novels. All of them returned results, and even all the authors’ pen nas were different.

Yang Yuhui’s hand started trembling as he held the mouse.

These were definitely his novels, but they had been released online earlier by soone else. It also happened to have the sa content that his novels had. No more, no less.

These novels were very popular and had a lot of readers.

Under the novel’s comnt section, Yang Yuhui typed ‘This is a copy of my novel. This was the novel I wrote. It’s mine!!!!’

This ti, Yang Yuhui couldn’t repress his anger and smashed his laptop.

First, the original manuscripts disappeared so he had already been really angry. Then, after working very hard on quickly rewriting the manuscripts, he found out now that the novels had already been released.

At the sa ti, Yang Yuhui’s heart had an ineffable sense of lack of self-confidence. Could there be other reborn people in this parallel world?

On the other hand, Ning Shu was drinking water as she read the review that Yang Yuhui had left with tears of blood. Even through the screen, Ning Shu could sense Yang Yuhui vomiting blood.

Translator: Lili

Translator: Kaho