Chapter 1 Work Makes Me Happy!
"Women's clothing boss 666. β
"Women's clothing boss, I'll announce you!"
"Goodbye big guy, see you next time, I will always support your book!"
"Goodbye, goodbye!
Ning Lang moved the mouse and pressed the close button in the live broadcast room, took off the rented witch costume on his body, and turned off the camera.
"The highest peak is 7 people watching, and the lowest peak is 3 people at the end, it seems that this wave of drainage failed. β
Looking at the poor 15 golden beans displayed in the anchor's backstage.
Ning Lang didn't care, and folded the witch costume and put it aside.
I picked up the happy fat house water next to the keyboard and released the rich calorie aroma, walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the warm sunlight shone in, reflecting the warmth on my face.
The sky outside is clear, the blue dome is as blue as a wash, and it is rare to see such a clean and translucent sky.
"The weather is so nice, it's been a long time since I started writing books. β
With infinite fascination for the beautiful scenery, Ning Lang raised his hand and raised his neck, drank this cup of carbonic dichlorvos, and let out a long hiccup.
"Drip, drip, drip. β
A penguin chime suddenly sounded from the speaker.
Ning Lang frowned, sat back in front of the computer, the chat window had been forcibly shaken out, it was his friend Zhang Mingyuan.
[Ning Lang, the weather is good today, make an appointment for basketball?]
[Don't go, playthings are demoralized, work makes me happy]
[, you still work on weekends, your unit exploits employees too much, right?!]
Zhang Mingyuan was shocked by this.
Ning Lang's face was as solemn as a philosopher, and his eyes were deep and timeless.
[Don't use your shallow thinking to measure my lofty consciousness, as an outstanding socialist youth, I want to respond to the call of the country with practical actions, and enjoy the sense of achievement of realizing the value of life in labor creation, I am proud!]
[Ahem, brother, let's be normal, it's good to be skinned, if it's tens of thousands, I'm afraid I'll have to wish you a happy breakup. γ
[Who did the son say?]
[Of course, I'm talking about you.] γ
[Oh, it turns out that my son is saying that I am β_β, unfilial]
[Ning Lang, your uncle!]
Through the screen, it seems that you can imagine the picture of Zhang Mingyuan scolding.
Ning Lang smiled and closed the chat window.
He's not completely foolish, and work does make him happy.
It's just that the job here refers to writing web novels.
It has been nearly half a year since I first joined the online literature industry for some practical reasons.
However, few people know about this matter for the time being.
As a glorious ...... Belch...... No, a glorious socialist online rookie.
Writing such a relationship can be done quietly.
There is no need to advertise it widely, so as not to attract gossip behind people's backs.
What to say can obviously rely on appearance, but it has to rely on talent and the like.
How embarrassing is it?
Cleared the distractions, created a new blank text, and prepared to start the beginning of the new book.
The keynote idea is an inspirational story about a technician who takes one step at a time in a state-owned factory to become bigger and stronger.
It's realistic, it's meaningful, and he feels it's valuable to write it.
Summing up the lessons of the failure of the previous book, I followed the train of thought step by step, typing out one word after another.
I don't know how long it took to stop, and my fingertips slowly lifted away from the keyboard.
Suddenly, he saw a black line extending from the end of the article, and the black line connected to a text box.
There is a long string of words written in the text box -
[Content comments, strong sense of realism, plain style, lack of YY elements, and a weak sense of contradiction and conflict at the beginning. Pegasus Chinese network street probability 99.9%, digital Chinese network street probability 99.9%, palm Chinese school network street probability 99.9%, Baba literature network street probability 90.4%, new media street probability 87.3%, genesis Chinese network street probability 74.2%, Q point Chinese net street probability 63.2%...]
Watt?
Ning Lang blinked a few times to confirm that he was not mistaken.
He didn't annotate in the rank? How could he come up with this?
Is it the visual fatigue caused by the radiation of the computer screen for too long?
As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the treasure inside, and dropped two drops on each eye, closed his eyes for five minutes and opened them.
That line of rank annotations is still there.
Hell yes!
Ning Lang hurriedly held the mouse and moved it to the annotation, wanting to delete it after selecting it.
only to find that there was no response at all.
He had to observe patiently, and found that this annotation seemed to be floating off the screen, not the text itself, and the frame font was 75% translucent, and the pale green background of the edited text could be faintly seen.
Strange, where did it come from?
[Boom~!!] [Crackling, Booming!!]
As soon as the thought fell, the brain exploded one after another muffled thunderous sounds, just like a short-circuit explosion of a certain electrical equipment.
The spine is also cool from head to tail.
Then a dull, emotionless mechanical synthesized sound is heard.
"Welcome to the 'God is coming' game, the game has been loaded, now open the function panel!
Do you want to view?(Yes/No)
The things in the field of vision are completely spent, crisscrossed by gold and silver threads, exactly like the operation interface of computer software.
Seeing the small pop-up window that popped up, Ning Lang, who was still in a state of bewilderment, subconsciously reached out and clicked "yes".
In an instant, the shrinking grid suddenly spread outβ
Player Nickname: Ning Lang
Age: 23 years old
Writer Level: Level 0 [0/10000]
Level permissions: automatic content evaluation, street probability calculation, online course trainingγ??? (more functions to be unlocked)
Writer's Honors: None
Overall strength evaluation: rookie
Below the list, there are several function buttons arranged neatly in the shape of tofu blocks.
They are: automatic content evaluation, street probability calculation, and online course training.
Ning Lang curiously stretched out his hand and clicked on the automatic evaluation of the content, and found that the button that was originally shining with golden light suddenly dimmed.
The afterglow caught in time that the line of annotations seemed to have changed, becoming shorter.
He clicked on the probability calculation of the street next to him, and the light also disappeared.
This time, the annotation is completely gone.
"It turns out that these two buttons are switches.,Turn on the corresponding function.,Turn off the corresponding content in the annotation and it will disappear.,Turn off the two at the same time.,The translucent annotation is gone.γ β
Ning Lang muttered to himself as if he was playing with the new Huawei mobile phone.
Suddenly, he was startled, and suddenly remembered something serious.
What is this sudden ghostly thing? Alien civilization or devil kryptonite technology?
Why does it appear? Is it a picture? Wealth or color?
Woo woo, I won't be stripped of my chastity, and I will die in humiliation, woo woo.
At this thought, Ning Lang withdrew his hand from the operation interface like lightning.
Get rid of a frightened rookie.
I've seen a lot of surreal goldfingers in novels, but I really don't feel ...... until this kind of thing falls on my head
It's really hi~! (*^__^*)