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[Task 2]: In the future, as a blind star, how can you stay at home all the time?

[Side quest 1]: In the future, as a blind star, how can you be bullied at will? In order to save your reputation, please give them the most fatal blow. It can be completed within two hours.

[Quest Reward]: Soccer Skill Book.

Moving Left: "......"

What the hell is a football skill book! Don't you know that what I hate the most now is football, and Ni Mei also gave me a football skill book to make wool! You're provoking me, aren't you? My ability is limited! I'm honest for a few days and don't complain or scold you, isn't my brother-in-law's skin itchy?

Even if the system doesn't send this task, Zuo Qian will fight back, but Sister Kni actually has a time limit of one hour, hold the exercise, when this is an easy thing!

Zuo Qian scratched his head irritably, lay on the bed and closed his eyes thinking about how to decide this question, do you want to talk about literary works!

At that time, in order to chase a girl, in order to chase her, he tried his best to move to the left, and finally learned that the girl liked a book very much, called [Rashomon].

At that time, Zuo Qian felt that he could take this opportunity to get closer to her world, and he read the book hard. When he finished reading it, he only felt a hairstorm in his heart, and goosebumps rose!

This book was so impressive to him! Even now that he thinks about it, the contents of that book still come to his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he finally planned to publish the book.

So, he opened the document, crackled and began to type, the book is very short, and it will be finished in a while, so he clicked on it and sent it out.

Title: Rashomon.

One evening, there was a family general who took shelter from the rain under Rashomon.

Under the wide door, there was no one but him, except for a cricket squatting on a large column mottled with vermilion lacquer. Rashomon is on Suzaku Road, and there should have been many men and women wearing female hats and black hats to come here to take shelter from the rain, but now he is the only one.

This is why, because in the past few years, there have been several disasters such as earthquakes, typhoons, fires, and hunger, and the capital has become extremely desolate. According to the records left at that time, there are also people who broke Buddha statues and offerings, and piled up wood with vermilion lacquer and flying gold on the roadside and sold them as firewood. The situation in the capital is like this, and of course no one cares about things like repairing Rashomon. In the midst of this desolation, foxes and robbers came to take advantage of the nest. It even became a habit in the end, throwing the ownerless corpse into the door. So when the sun sets, the weather is gloomy, and no one comes up here.

But out of nowhere, many crows flew. During the day, these crows fly and cry in flocks over the high gatehouse, especially when the sunset turns red, the black crows seem to sprinkle black sesame seeds in the sky, and they can be seen very clearly. Of course, they had come up to the gatehouse to peck at the flesh of the dead - not a single one could be seen today because it was too late, but there were still specks of white bird droppings on the steps with long grass growing in the cracks of the fallen masonry. Dressed in a washed-out royal blue jacket, the family sat on the top of the seven steps, holding a large swollen sore on his right cheek with his hand, and waited blankly for the rain to stop.

He said that the family would take shelter from the rain, but after the rain stopped, he couldn't think of where to go. He was supposed to go back to his master's house, but he had dismissed him four or five days earlier. As mentioned above, the city of Beijing was in a depression at that time, and now this family will be quit by the old owner for many years, which is nothing more than a small aftermath of this depression. Therefore, the shelter from the rain of the general, to put it correctly, is "the general who is wet in the rain is having no way out". And today's weather has also affected the general's melancholy mood. The rain that began at the end of Shen did not stop until the west. While the family is constantly thinking about how to live tomorrow's day, that is, seeking a way out of nothing, he seems to be listening to the sound of rain on the Suzaku Road in his ears.

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Zuo Qian wrote for more than an hour, and for this book, he specially consulted some people, talking about the whipping and exposure of evil, showing that the inevitable evil and the transformation of good and evil are just a thought, and there is the selfish nature of human beings.

As soon as the novel was released, it immediately attracted many melon-eating audiences to watch, and even the people of the Chinese football team came with the mentality of watching jokes, but after they read it, they did not speak.

Writer Wang Tao is the cousin of Wang Feng, the captain of the Chinese football team, and he is a relative.

"Brother Tao! That kid has posted a new novel!"

"Do you dare to publish a novel?" Wang Tao is a man about 35 years old, he sneered after hearing this, "Don't worry, I'll go and take a look, I promise to scold him with blood." ”

Wang Tao hung up the phone, shook his head and opened Weiwei, saying in his heart that this kid really doesn't have a long memory, it seems that he is a hopeless fool. No matter how many novels you post, I say you can't do it, and no matter how good it is, not many people will read it.

After clicking on the slight move to the left, Wang Tao saw the title of the book [Rashomon,], and sneered again, and after he read it, the more goosebumps came out, and after reading it, he was already sweating profusely. With his literacy, he couldn't understand it all at all the first time, but he had a vague concept that he thought was ironic. After he watched it for the first time, he carefully went to see it for the second time, the third time, and even the fourth time, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he found many things. But even so, if he is allowed to look at it hundreds of times, I am afraid that he will be able to see something different every time, and even what he thought before will be overturned little by little. Re-understanding is followed by overthrow, re-understanding, and re-overturned.

The idea of this book is that even if Wang Tao spends ten years, he may not be able to study it thoroughly, after all, his literary literacy is there. After watching it for the fifth time, Wang Tao seemed to suddenly wake up, only to see him muttering to himself,

"It must be so, it must be so, his certification is wrong, that's not his age at all, with his age, how can he write such a book?" Wang Tao's eyes were glazed, and when he spoke, he remembered the words that Zuo Qian had sent slightly, and suddenly felt a hot pain on his face.