Chapter 229: Flowers Break Intestines

Mai Xiaoji was different from those two girls, there was Xiangyou Mansion at that time, and he was famous, in order to get rid of himself, Yuan Meng did not play a good role in it, but it was obviously not enough for Liu Shuhui to do the internal response.

Today's Mai Xiaoji has become calm and calm, and after upgrading the Golden Circle mobile phone, there are still more than 30 million. As Jin Wang said, the capital increase of the enterprise was just to stimulate him, in fact, he did not blindly expand the scale of the enterprise.

Solid foundation, excellent products, that is the core.

Changing the original radical and arrogant approach, Mai Xiaoji still concentrates on the development of knowledge-seeking software. Because of Yafeng Media's video promotion, the number of registered users has exceeded 2 million, and there is still a distance from vigorous development.

With more than 2 million registered users, the active proportion is still very large, and the questions raised are varied.

For example, if I eat fungus that has been soaked for eight and a half hours, will it be poisoned? I heard that eight hours is fine.

Ten years ago, two large blood blisters were worn out on the heel after wearing high heels, and now it always hurts inexplicably, and it is said that tetanus has a long incubation period, could it be an infection?

I scratched someone's car, and the police haven't come to the door in the past three days, is it the owner of the car who has admitted it?

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What kind of mess is this, the so-called quest for knowledge, of course, to learn knowledge from the answers, to absorb spiritual nourishment. Mai Xiaoji looked through the news and laughed several times.

"This broken software, thunder and rain, I guess it will be yellow in a year, what do you say?" asked a question.

As a software developer, of course Mai Xiaoji was not happy to see such words, but when he saw that there were more than a dozen pages of replies, everyone was complaining that there was nothing in the software, and there was no answer to the questions raised.

Delete it directly, or ignore it. Mai Xiaoji found that one person's question was more interesting, "While the software is not dead, let's make a bold guess, how did Yu Xuanji die?"

There are also more than a dozen replies to this message, some people ask who Yu Xuanji is, and some people say that there is an old TV series that plays this woman. How did you die, you died!

Mai Xiaoji was very impressed by the woman Yu Xuanji, and it was precisely because she made trouble to join that Mai Xiaoji spent a thousand taels of gold to upgrade the Tianxin software.

Since she was mentioned, then ask.

didn't send a red envelope, because of the huge loss caused by the fish mystery, Mai Xiaoji didn't want to give her a single gram of red envelope, anyway, she didn't answer, and if she didn't pay attention to it in the future, the poems and songs were endowed with Li Qingzhao, and Mai Daoist was much more reliable than her, a female Taoist priest who was a monk halfway.

"Ms. Yu, how did you die before you died?" asked Mai Xiaoji.

"Zhao's iron piece can still get a reward of 300 grams of gold, why, but you don't see me?" Yu Xuanji asked.

is talking about Zhao Feiyan, because she posted a screenshot of the red envelope, which stimulated many people.

"I'm sorry, just because I gave Yanyan a reward, I don't have any money for you. ”

Mai Xiaoji replied politely, and pulled it without answering. In addition, after the mobile phone was upgraded, Mai Xiaoji was happy and sent a ten-gram red envelope to each group member, and he regretted it afterwards, cheapening the fish mystery.

"Well, it's not too late to reward when the son has enough money. ”

After a while, Yu Xuanji replied to the standard answer, and when Mai Xiaoji saw it, he was very happy, and his bad evaluation of Yu Xuanji also changed.

Save the answer first, Mai Xiaoji registered a name, Yu Xuanji!

Mai Xiaoji found the question and replied on it: In the ninth year of Xiantong, Wen Luqiao, the youngest daughter of Wen Zhang, came to visit, learned the law of poetry, talked about it, and died of excessive drinking. Wen Zhang was furious and was imprisoned, but was later rescued by the Xihua courtier. How can I be miserable in prison and suffer from lung disease, as evidenced by the poem, "The bright moon shines on the secluded gap, and the breeze opens the short placket." "The tightness in the chest is hard to relieve, and I can't wait to open my mind like a man. Hui Xianyiguan, although after three years of treatment without results, but eventually fell ill and died among the flowers, seven out of twenty years old.

Subsequently, Mai Xiaoji refined it to the top, and just after the operation, someone replied, "Landlord, is what you said true?"

"Whether it's true or not, the landlord is quite talented. ”

"Where did you copy and paste?"

"Just rush this literary talent, and you will also get a bounty coin!"

"Send flowers!"

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"There is no historical basis, so we can't talk nonsense. ”

"The thirty-seventh floor is a pervert!

"I didn't have a baby on the thirty-seventh floor*!"

"Report, the cremation on the thirty-seventh floor was not burned through!"

Because the thirty-seventh floor raised a question, there was a lot of scolding below, and he was powerless to resist the direct scolding, so he had to delete his own article.

Before getting off work in the evening, Mai Xiaoji logged in to check again, and this reply actually reached more than 1,000, and it is still rising! The number of retweets has also reached as many as 300.

Most people still agree with this explanation, and the reason is very simple, subconsciously they don't want talented women to end up miserable in a different place.

Hey, it's hilarious. This made Mai Xiaoji feel good and saw hope.

Of course, there are also people who question it, believing that the evidence is insufficient and that it is suspected of being fabricated. History is history, not writing novels, let alone adapting TV series, you can say whatever you want, and you have to respect the truth.

Mai Xiaoji cherishes this opportunity to discuss hotly, after all, the promotion in the video will only attract traffic to the software, and only with real insights can users stay.

"Does anyone believe this is true, can you give an explanation?" Mai Xiaoji went to ask Yu Xuanji again.

"I have a posthumous work, and its meaning is still clear, besides, I'm just an ordinary woman, why did I die, what does it matter?" Yu Xuanji laughed at herself, and at the same time held a grudge, Mai Xiaoji didn't pay attention to her, and she didn't give red envelopes when she asked questions.

The ten-gram red envelope was hurriedly made up, and the publicity effect was worth the price, "I'm sorry, beauty, the financial difficulties, I'm too calculating." ”

"Hee-hee, Childe is also open-minded. ”

"What's the best?"

"I'll send it to you. ”

Shameful sun covers sleeves, sad spring lazy makeup, easy to ask for priceless treasures, rare lovers. Tears are lurking on the pillow, and the flowers are secretly broken; I can peep at Song Yu, why hate Wang Chang.

After reading it, Mai Xiaoji was also embarrassed, which implied that Yu Xuanji died among the flowers, full of helplessness about life, but he could only let go of the world.

When this poem was posted on the Internet, netizens discussed it more enthusiastically, and it didn't matter how Yu Xuanji died. They think that this online name is Yu Xuanji, and she must be a peerless talent.

Rewarding virtual gold coins, Yu Xuanji's account has become the first in the ranking.

Of course, sending flowers is also something that netizens are keen on, and it soon reached tens of thousands.

After Mai Xiaoji took a photo, he sent the picture to Yu Xuanji, "Look, how much modern netizens like you and are vying to send you flowers." ”

"If you know that you are prosperous today, how can you be miserable!" Yu Xuanji sent a moving and tearful emoji.

Seeing the business opportunity, Mai Xiaoji immediately registered the names of twenty-one ancient friends, and established a thesaurus of ancient names, prohibiting the rest of the ancients from being preemptively registered.

Virtual coins and flowers are free, and in the future, it will become a software for paying for consultation and learning in the true sense.