As Wu Ansheng's study deepened, he became more and more deeply aware of the world.

The technology in this world is very developed, and the Yan Kingdom in 2009 is not far behind in 2020 in the previous life.

Yanguo popularized the subway and high-speed rail early, which is convenient to travel, and in some places, you can even rely on a bus card to travel around the province.

In the mobile phone communication industry, high-end smartphones are frantically competing for the market, and even the copycat machines made in China are better than the Apple in the previous life.

Not to mention the network, whether it is software or hardware, it is more than the previous world.

But there is one end, there is no Taobao in this world, which is a very unscientific thing.

The transportation is convenient, the network is developed, and there are convenient and fast logistics channels, but no one has made a platform similar to Taobao. Of course, it may be because of the lack of credibility of online shopping.

The most annoying thing is that Wu Ansheng found that the online payment in this world is still used for bank card transfer, and you don't know whether to say that it is backward or advanced, it is really a strange world.

He picked up a pen and wrote down the word Taobao, if he can't make money writing novels in the future, he can go to Taobao.

In terms of military science and technology, Yan Guo is the leading big brother in the world. But in terms of culture and entertainment, Yanguo is a bit insufficient.

The world has not experienced a special decade and a golden spring, and its culture has come to a standstill.

Not to mention anything else, judging from novels alone, the mainstream novels in this world still stay in the two categories of martial arts and romance, which are not at all like the novels of later generations, where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend.

Speaking of music, there are few good works in Yan Kingdom, most of which are transmitted from abroad, and occasionally good works are also rewritten with foreign tunes.

The themes of movies and TV series are also the same as novels, limited to martial arts romances, mostly costume martial arts dramas and Qiong Yao's ruined three watch dramas.

In addition to these two major types of markets, the rest are remakes of foreign follow-up works to gain popularity, or remakes of domestic classics fried cold rice.

The cultural industry in this world is extremely scarce, and the comfortable and wealthy people lack spiritual satisfaction.

Wu Ansheng was very embarrassed: Should I be the king of the entertainment industry? or should I be the richest man in Yan Kingdom?

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After studying until eight o'clock in the evening, Wu Ansheng was hungry and grunted, and there was no grain of rice at home, so he had to go to a small store to buy a bucket of instant noodles and pads.

After eating instant noodles, he started to write, and he was about to publish it, so he had to hurry up and get the manuscript out. Write more and earn more, fifteen yuan for a thousand words, writing six thousand words a day is ninety yuan, and a month is two thousand seven.

After settling the accounts, he was furious, damn, this is too little money, doesn't it mean that those who write novels earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month?

This grandson is still not satisfied, someone has written a novel for more than a month and has not earned a dime, and he has posted nearly a thousand yuan in publicity fees.

People are more angry than people.

Wu Ansheng finished the two chapters at half past eleven at night, and he had to go to school tomorrow, so he yawned and fell asleep, dreamless all night.

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Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding, isn't this broken alarm clock broken? He got up and turned off the alarm clock, and sighed: Even the alarm clock knows that the master has no money.

That's right, Wu Ansheng has no money. Although this grandson earned 9,000 yuan in three days, he still had a debt of 700 yuan if he paid back Liu Huayi's 4,000 yuan and gave her Qi Sixia's mobile phone money.

Yesterday, he deliberately checked the price of the mobile phone, and was shocked when he checked it, the official website price: 4999 yuan, there is no market, and he can't grab it at all.

This black Phantom flagship mobile phone has been sold for more than 8,000 in the scalper market, and there are still many people who are crazy about grabbing it at this price.

Beauty is gracious.

The money is not in a hurry to pay it back, anyway, these two people are not short of money, their kindness Wu Ansheng secretly remembers it, and one day he will repay them one day.

"Xiao Ma Xiao Erlang, carrying a schoolbag to school, not afraid of the sun, nor afraid of the teacher's waves."

Hey, where is my schoolbag? He sang and sang and found that he didn't have a schoolbag, no, why didn't the master even have a schoolbag, so he rushed Ming'er to buy one.

Students have to look like students, how convenient it is to have a schoolbag, such as textbooks, homework, ballpoint pens, bricks, wrenches, smoking guns, etc., can be put into the schoolbag.

He called Qi Sixia on the way and asked her if she wanted to help bring breakfast, Qi Sixia said that he had eaten, but he could still eat something, and asked him to buy a cage of soup dumplings.

Wu Ansheng found a breakfast shop and ate a bowl of beef offal noodles, and then bought soup dumplings for Qi Sixia, which cost a total of fifteen oceans. Gan, I have to find a woman for reimbursement when I go back.

As soon as he entered the school gate with a bun, he ran into Lin Luzhu again.

Lin Luzhu didn't wear sportswear today, and a pure black silk dress highlighted her graceful and sexy figure. A bad woman's temper stinks, and she should be thorough.

She asked with concern, "Classmate Wu, is the injury on your buttocks better?"

Hitting people doesn't hit their faces, this bad woman specially sprinkled salt on the master's wounds.

He pretended to be very happy and said, "Good morning, Mr. Lin, thanks to your concern, my wound has been healed, and your new clothes today are really beautiful."

Wu Ansheng is not the master who swallows his anger, if you dare to sprinkle salt on the wound, he will dare to ridicule with his backhand, after all, he was a famous e-sports pianist in the canyon back then.

Don't ask me how strong I am, Zuan has had a father and mother for ten years.

Lin Luzhu was angry, and suddenly she thought of something, and said with a smile: "Classmate Wu, I heard that you are determined to win the first place in the grade in this midterm exam?

"Teacher Lin, do you have good ears? Do you know this?"

Lin Luzhu said with a smile: "The teacher knows a lot, classmate Wu is really ambitious, the teacher especially wants to praise you in front of the whole class, come on, bye."

After finishing speaking, Lin Luzhu quickly distanced himself from him, his round buttocks twisted and twisted, Wu Ansheng really wanted to slap him hard on this ass.

Bad woman, fall into the well, right, when the results come out, I won't be able to shock you.

That being said, he didn't have much in his heart. Also, this rumor came from that grandson?

The people around me who know about this are Qi Sixia, Liu Huayi, Da Zhuang, and Fat.

Qi Sixia Liu's painting is the first to be ruled out, the two of them don't have such big mouths, Da Zhuang is far away in the thirteenth, and it can also be ruled out, then only the fat man is left.

It's very good, fat man, he didn't go to the house for a day, Wu Ansheng didn't rush back to the classroom, he went to the playground to run a lap to warm up, beating the fat man is a physical job, he was afraid of breaking his hand.

After warming up, Wu Ansheng walked into the teaching building quickly, he passed by the sixth class and was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Qi Sixia, so he threw the bun in and left.

Qi Sixia didn't dare to ask more when he saw that he was very angry.

As soon as he entered the fifth class, the eyes of the classmates were all focused on Wu Ansheng, this grandson seemed to carry a magnet with him, and he was eye-catching wherever he went.

He saw that the fat man had not yet come, so he returned to his seat and waited for the dog.

Xie Xiaobai, who was at the front table, turned around and asked, "Brother Wu, I heard that you are going to take the first grade?"

Wu Ansheng nodded calmly: "That's right, who did you listen to?

"That's not it, but the first year of high school knows it, I listened to the people in the first class, and it was very impressive, so I asked curiously, and I ask Brother Wu for forgiveness."

Is it Liu Huayi? No, why did she do this? Is it because of her girlfriend?

Wu Ansheng shook his head, no, no, Yiyi is not such a person, so who will it be?

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Squad leader, your mother is waiting for you at the door, and she has brought you your favorite Want Want milk."

Wu Ansheng had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he understood that this matter must have come from Zhang Changfeng, the squad leader.

I don't know whether I am alive or dead, and I dare to trouble my master, he wants to let this birdman know how the flowers are red.

A few minutes later, the fat man stepped on the class bell and came in, holding a few comic books in his hands, happy like a two-hundred-pound child.

The fat man didn't know that he had just come full circle from the ghost gate.