Fang Zhuo leaned quietly against the head of the bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind was a mess.

Many unfamiliar but seemingly familiar scenes kept flashing in his mind like light and shadow. Mixed memories were intertwined in his mind, making his brain hurt a little.

After a long while, Fang Zhuo exhaled heavily, his expression a little dazed.

"What the hell is this? Am I crossing over? ”

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, feeling that all this was really weird.

However, the only thing that made him a little relieved was that, judging from the memory of this body, this world should be an earth in parallel time and space, and the pattern of the whole world is similar to that of the previous life.

China is still China, and Midi is still the only hegemonic country in the world.

The difference is that the comprehensive national strength of China in this world is still much stronger than in previous lives, and the national income is much higher than in previous lives.

As for the history of this world...... It is not much different from the previous life, and Huaxia is still a republic. It's just that the Huaxia Republic in this time and space has not experienced so many twists and turns.

The other is that the treasure island was recovered as early as the beginning of the establishment of the Republic, and it was not in a state of de facto division until Fang Zhuo crossed over like the time and space of the previous life......

Of course, what made Fang Zhuo most relieved was that his name was still Fang Zhuo, not another name.

"Xiao Zhuo, get up for breakfast......"

Just as Fang Zhuo was pondering, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the room.

Fang Zhuo immediately came to his senses and hurriedly responded, "Oh, okay, Mom, I'll get up." ”

After getting up quickly, putting on his slippers and walking out of the room, Fang Zhuo saw that his parents in this world were already sitting at the table eating breakfast.

"Let's go wash up and eat." Fang Zhuo's mother, Lin Jingyuan, spoke.

"Oh, okay!"

Fang Zhuo hurriedly answered, and immediately ran to the bathroom to wash.

After Fang Zhuo had breakfast, Lin Jingyuan quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and then said: "Old Fang, Xiao Zhuo, I'm going to work, you can cook what you want to eat at noon, there are still a lot of dishes in the refrigerator." ”

Lin Jingyuan works in finance at a foreign trade company, while Fang Zhuo's father, Fang Bochuan, is a professional writer. So usually, Fang Bochuan basically writes at home.

Of course, what Fang Bochuan wrote was not a work on the subject of publication, but an online article that Fang Zhuo was very familiar with in his previous life!

Or it can be said that their father and son can be regarded as 'peers', because before crossing into this world, Fang Zhuo himself also made a living by writing online articles.

Although he can't be called a big god, he is also well-known in the online literature circle, and his income is acceptable, so he can be regarded as a backbone senior author.

Because of this, after just fusing the memories of this body, Fang Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little bit of fate in the dark.

actually allowed himself to travel into such a family.

However, Fang Bochuan's achievements in this world's online literature industry are much stronger than Fang Zhuo's previous life. A few years ago, when the world's online literature was just emerging, Fang Bochuan was one of the supreme gods in the online literature industry!

It's just that in the past few years, his godhood has gradually 'fallen', and his grades have deteriorated.

In terms of achievements alone, now Fang Bochuan can only be regarded as a 'Zhongshen' level, and a book he just finished not long ago has only been ordered on the signing website for more than 7,000 yuan.

Even if he is old enough and was once one of the supreme gods, his current status is only barely enough to reach the threshold of the 'great god' level.

Of course, such achievements are already a place to look up to for many authors. But for Fang Bochuan, who was once one of the supreme gods in the online literature industry, it is undoubtedly a feeling of declining.

It's not that Fang Bochuan's writing level has declined in recent years, to be honest, his writing skills are undoubtedly very deep.

It's a pity that he has been eating his old books for the past few years, and he can't get out of the trap of his previous works for several books in a row, and there is no creative innovation, so that many readers are gradually tired of his books, and his grades are naturally getting worse.

Not only have many rising stars surpassed him, but many have bluntly said that he has 'fallen'......

After Lin Jingyuan left, Fang Bochuan said to Fang Zhuo: "Xiao Zhuo, Dad has gone to work in the study, if you want to go out to play, go play by yourself." If you want money, just let me know. ”

The development of online literature in this world is similar to that before Fang Zhuo's crossing, the online text reader base is very large, but the proportion of genuine paid readers is not high, and the Internet is full of thieves. Edition.

As for copyright, this world is not much better than Fang Zhuo's previous life.

The strong point is that the income level of people in this world is much higher than in previous lives, and relatively speaking, the genuine ratio is still better.

Although Fang Bochuan has been getting worse and worse in recent years, his income is still very considerable compared to the ordinary white-collar class, especially since he used to be one of the supreme gods in the online literature industry, and Fang Zhuo's family background is still very good.

I live in a high-end community in Donghai City, and my home has a floor area of more than 140 square meters, which is very spacious.

In terms of Fang Zhuo's use on weekdays, Fang Bochuan and his wife are also quite spacious.

"Okay, Dad, you can get busy, don't worry about me."

Fang Zhuo responded.

He has just finished the college entrance examination, and he is at home on vacation at the moment, so he has nothing to do.

Watching Fang Bochuan enter the study, Fang Zhuo couldn't help but sit in the living room and quietly sort out the thoughts in his mind. He had just crossed over into this world, and it would take him a little more time to get used to.

Unconsciously, Fang Zhuo sat in the living room for more than half an hour.

After exhaling lightly, he couldn't help but say to himself: "If you come, you can be safe." Fortunately, most of this world is not much different from the world before me, including a lot of history, historical figures, various works, etc. ”

"The only difference is the decades since the establishment of the republic."

Fang Zhuo's mentality is quite good, the only thing that he can't let go of is his parents and family in his previous life. But there is no way, he can't go back to the world that originally belonged to him, he can only accept all this in front of him.

"The development of this world in recent decades is completely different from that of the previous life, and there are many characters in the previous life, which are not available in this world. Many things that only appeared after the liberation of the previous life, including all kinds of entertainment works, are also not available in this world. ”

"For example, the online article, those works that were popular in the previous life do not exist in this world. Not to mention whether you can completely copy the popular works of the previous life, at least the creativity of many works has not yet appeared in the online articles of this world. ”

"With my writing skills, I may not be able to reach the level of those top gods, but as long as I have novel ideas, plus I have read many works, and I still remember the general plot, I write it completely by myself, and it shouldn't be bad......"

Thinking of this, Fang Zhuo couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.

In his previous life, the reason why he became an online writer was, on the one hand, to make a living, and on the other hand, because of his interest.

Now that he has traveled to this new world, Fang Zhuo immediately ignited his passion for writing again.