After chatting with old friends from Jiang County for a while, the boulder weighing on Wu Qingchen's heart quietly eased a lot.
When she hung up the phone, Wu Qingchen's breakfast was almost over.
Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Wu Qingchen looked at Ji Mingming, who raised his wrist again before Wu Qingchen could ask: "There are still 2 hours, 6 minutes... 17 seconds... don't look at me like that, I'm not in their group member, but I have a Ph.D. in psychology."
"Oh..." Wu Qingchen was stunned.
There are still 2 hours, what to do
Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Wu Qingchen looked around, the empty living room didn't even have a second chair.
Uh, this is "my" home anyway... Ji Mingming is always standing by and watching him eat
"I'm sorry..." Wu Qingchen quickly stood up, "I'm sorry..."
"It's nothing, it's fine like this... I sat in your chair, maybe I have to add a few more inspection items later... After dinner, what are you going to do?"
What are you going to do? Anyway, nothing can be done in the living room.
"Here..." Holding up the phone, Wu Qingchen looked at the "Settings" bar, which showed that an unknown direct connection signal source was detected: "It seems that there is wifi?"
"Optical fiber dedicated line, there is no cap."
"Oh?" Wu Qingchen became interested, turned and walked back to the bedroom.
The familiar computer was placed in a place familiar to Wu Qingchen.
Wu Qingchen lightly pressed the power button, without any transitional screen, the display screen instantly lit up, and directly entered the graphical operation interface.
Obviously, the computer provided by the logistics team was eight blocks better than Wu Qingchen's original computer.
It can be seen that the logistics team has also "copied" Wu Qingchen's computer system quite deeply. The desktop is full of icons Wu Qingchen is familiar with, and a penguin login box with a default account and password stands in the middle of the desktop.
Wu Qingchen tapped lightly, and a series of "cough, cough", "dede", "dididi" sounded without any gap.
With the previous experience of answering the phone, Wu Qingchen knew that his network communication tool would probably be a bit busy.
Hearing the intensity and duration of the sound at this moment, Wu Qingchen understood the necessity of the logistics team to replace the computer for him. If the performance of his old old computer was still the same, various error messages would have popped up by now, and even directly Blue screen crashes.
The continuous reminder sounded for a full minute. Wu Qingchen moved the mouse to the head of the penguin, and various "conversation reminders", "friend reminders", "group chat calling reminders" and "red envelope reminders" popped up, from the bottom of the screen. The taskbar extends all the way to the very top of the display.
"Are you there?" "Angkor?" "Talk in the morning." "I need you." "How are you?" "Talk."
These are more common temptations.
"Want to be on TV?" "Receive video!" "Want to make money?" "Go online and talk, it's a great thing to make money!" "Hurry up and go online, I have a good deal to find you!"
This is a subtle temptation.
"1000 red envelopes have been sent out, the limit is really annoying! Verification is really annoying! The bank is really annoying! I'm exhausted!" "One million please say something." "Help me, as long as you say something, brother's expenses for the rest of his life will be once I have made money." "In the past, you paid 700,000 dividends to your account! Please speak, you can earn more!"
This is a relatively candid request.
Whether it's temptation, temptation, or request, Wu Qingchen can more or less guess the purpose of these messages.
All kinds of ghosts and monsters who want to know themselves, want to interview themselves, or simply want to save themselves from the vile poisonous vegetable society have found their friends in their communication tools.
"These..." Wu Qingchen pointed to the big pile of dialogue prompts at the same height as the screen, "Can I reply?"
"Of course you can reply..." Ji Mingming nodded first, and then shook his head: "However, if you want to help your friends earn some money, there is no need to waste time."
"Uh...why?"
"These inside..." Ji Mingming also pointed to the display screen in front of Wu Qingchen, "Most of them are messages from the first day..."
"You have a total of 372 friends in Penguin, of which 355 are in China. The penguin accounts of these friends have all been fully purchased by the state. These friends themselves have also joined Chen Wenming's group... the purchase of funds and new jobs. Treatment, they are very satisfied... "
"For the remaining 17 foreign friends, the country also used your personal name to sponsor a sum of money for each of them. The amount is guaranteed to make people feel happy... At least, most of them have not sent any harassment requests for interviews. .As for the remaining two or three 'friends' who have never changed their minds..."
Worthy of the title of Ph.D. in Psychology, Ji Mingming's tone of voice when he pronounced "friend" miraculously conveyed the exact opposite meaning of the word "friend": "If you still feel the need to reply...that's yours too." free."
"Uh... forget it then."
Thinking about Chen Wenming's guess that he could get hundreds of thousands of bonuses for a single phone call, Wu Qingchen could roughly understand the meaning of "the amount is pleasant" in Ji Mingming's mouth. The lotus is probably useless.
It seems that the penguins can't have a good chat.
Wu Qingchen had no choice but to turn off the network communication tool, and casually clicked on the browser in the conspicuous place in front of the desk.
I'm stupid! What did I find? ? ? ! ! !
Is this true
how can that be
what happened
Due to personal preference, Wu Qingchen's browser set the homepage to the world's most famous novel reading website - Motie Chinese Website.
At this moment, in the most conspicuous position of the Grinding Iron Bookshelf page opened by the browser by default, in the column marked "Latest Update", the title of the book "Troublemaker" suddenly appeared!
Oh my God! Is there something wrong with my eyes
Before being dragged into the medieval world by an inexplicable force, Wu Qingchen didn’t go to clubs or girls after work, and he didn’t have hobbies like mountaineering, tourism and shopping that hurt his wallet. Read a novel.
However, in the Internet age, there is a small group of novel writers who set out to write for the purpose of writing, or they have a dark psychology of anti-humanity and anti-society...
Or simply the devils born in the last layer of hell, originating from the bottom of the abyss, came to the world by some despicable means, and then hid in a dark corner, knocking out evil with their withered claws, but Full of attractive words—
——Write a wonderful beginning first, then expand it colorfully, and then develop ups and downs. When the readers have devoted themselves to the story, the devil or the devil, when the story is about to develop, will It snapped off! —
——Thus, these devils or demons can make these deceived readers, the originally crystal clear and flawless souls, stained with various negative emotions, so as to reap unlimited depression, pain, anger, and long-lasting resentment, And then moisten their own body, so as to gradually crawl towards their invisible purpose that harbors deep malice, is dark, always exudes a rancid smell.
"Troublemaker" is the best of these devils.
At the bottom of Wu Qingchen's bookshelf, this cursed book from Ghost Realm has been written by dozens of righteous authors who are brilliant, hard-working, and persistent in creating, creating continuous reading pleasure for readers, as well as a small number of authors who reined in the precipice. , The Prodigal Son Turns Back, and the reformed sub-justice authors have been suppressed for a full decade.
Unexpectedly, on the first day Wu Qingchen started to enjoy the rest time, he climbed up again.
Look? Still don't watch
This is a problem.
While his brain was still hesitating, the mouse in Wu Qingchen's hand had uncontrollably pointed to "Continue Reading" and clicked lightly.
The fiber optic dedicated line is very powerful, and the catalog page pops up instantly.
Wu Qingchen's pupils dilated again: 12 chapters were updated at once!
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at the same time.
Earth, China, somewhere about a hundred kilometers away from the three defense fortifications where Wu Qingchen is located.
Surrounded by nearly ten heavily armed and serious officers and soldiers, a young man with a greasy face, tangled hair, and disheveled clothes raised his head from the keyboard, "Sirs, leaders, please let me go!" Sleep for a while... At least let me take a shower... I haven't slept properly for three days and three nights, I really can't write... "
The young man's voice is like silk, and his tone is even more pity for a tiger.
However, these performances have no effect on the soldiers.
The officer standing closest snorted coldly: "10,000 words is the minimum standard per day. If you can't complete this task, you don't need to ask for anything!"
"Then...then at least...at least please connect to the Internet, in the next chapters, there are many places where you need to look up information..."
"What information do you need?... Experts who specialize in military history, agricultural history, political and economic history, geographical history, ethnic history, science and technology history and more than 20 disciplines during the Three Kingdoms period are outside. Come on, what do you want to know? What kind of information!"
"I... I... You may have misunderstood... In fact, what I want is not so professional historical facts, um... um... I think Mr. Wu Qingchen may prefer to read stories developed on the basis of popular Internet materials. After all, these contents It is closer to the knowledge he usually comes into contact with... "
"Popular information on the Internet, right? All right! Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang, Xiao Qi, bring a few people to move in."
After 2 minutes, about half a ton of paper was moved into the room.
"Excuse me, what kind of Internet popular information do you need?" The seven searchers who entered the room together with the soldiers stared at the emaciated young man.
"Isn't this too inefficient? I'll search for it myself. As long as I type in keywords, the content I want will come out in no time!"
"Don't think about the Internet anymore! Everyone has read the report on your psychology group... As long as you have an Internet connection, you can't help but enter the game discussion area, consultation and exchange area, and various leisure forums. It is impossible to complete the explanation task down."
Speaking of this, the officer shook his head helplessly: "You should work hard to write it yourself... You know, although the style of your book does have some unique features..."
"... But you need to know that the number of assistants who help you write books has exceeded three digits... Do you think that hundreds of experts and authors who study Chinese, language, and literature can't replace you? Write it down?"
"At that time, what consequences do you think your unwillingness to contribute to the country will lead to?"
"Gudong..." the young man swallowed hard, "I... I write... I write! Can't I write!"
"Can't I just write it now???" Excited, the young man's tone became higher and higher: "Why must it be me! Why? "Never Renew", "Saraph's Reptile Elegy", "The Memo of the Mind Flayer", aren't these also buried in Wu Qingchen's bookshelf? Why should I write it alone!"
"Who made your book the shortest? Who made your book years apart, with the lowest amount of plot information to recall before continuing to read?"
Speaking of this, the officer took two deep breaths, and changed his tone of hatred into relief: "Don't worry, those few can't escape, they can catch...cough...please come here, they are also rushing to draft now, It will be released when Mr. Wu Qingchen has more time."
"Okay, don't waste time, hurry up and write, tomorrow's content is still much worse..."
Remember, the atmosphere must be positive and upward! The plot conflicts should be twists and turns, and the indomitable spirit should be praised! Be courageous! Be strong! Show a sense of honor!
We must fully sympathize with the miserable lives of the low-level people, we must deeply expose the ferocious face of the landlord class leading beasts and cannibals, and we must... "
"This is a historical novel of the Three Kingdoms, and the main characters are almost all landlords!" The young man grabbed his hair tightly, "If you want the main theme, tell me how to write it down!"
"Don't worry, you don't need to worry about the main theme...
The task of loving the motherland, loving the people, and fully arousing Mr. Wu Qingchen's patriotic enthusiasm has been left to the modern spy novels that wind the red flag...
Your task is to fully demonstrate the difficulties of people's livelihood in ancient society, the yearning and pursuit of a better life for the ancient people, and focus on stimulating Mr. Wu Qingchen's sense of identity and sympathy for the aborigines of the medieval world... "
"It's also very difficult to do... sir! Leader!"
"If Mr. Wu Qingchen's positive emotions cannot be effectively stimulated, the review team will not pass..."
"Call the damn review team yourself! Come on! Write!"
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Ah, it turns out that the protagonist is like this, ah, it turns out that the story is like this, ah, it turns out that the girl finally ran out, ah, the two are about to meet, ah, they are about to eat dumplings...
Gone
When immersed in the story, twelve chapters and more than 40,000 words seem to come to an end in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the ps content at the end of the chapter, "Thank you for your liking, we will continue to update three times tomorrow, and three times every day", Wu Qingchen smacked his lips with unsatisfied desire.
Originally tortured to the point of being almost numb by the endlessly complicated farming, mowing, cattle tending in the medieval world, and the successive training courses on the real earth, in the depths of my heart that was struggling day by day, I suddenly began to worry about "tomorrow" and "tomorrow" again. "Everyday" is full of anticipation.
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