Wei Shengjin looked at the still smoking monitor, wiped his face with his hand, and actually stained his hand with blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He wanted to cry a little without tears.

Nima! Lao Tzu, who is this recruiting, who is provoking? Isn't it just stealing? God you're going to punish me like that? There's really no way to do it.

"Jingle bell—"

The phone on Wei Shengjin's desk rang.

He reached out and took it.

"Xiao Wei, I talked to you on Q, why don't you ignore me? It's been an hour! Why haven't you done it yet? I just read the readers' complaints, they are all about the update of the book "A Mortal's History of the Heavenly Court Struggle", and there are more than 1,000 complaints about this issue, you have to work harder, hurry up and get it right! Otherwise, the reader will be even more impatient! Shi Zhenxiang said on the phone.

"Mr. Shi, I see that I can't handle your job, I've tried N kinds of techniques, and I still can't grab the correct chapter content, and, just now, my monitor blew up, my face was injured, and I have to go to the hospital as soon as possible! You can also be smart. Wei Shengjin hung up the phone after speaking.

Over there, Shi Zhenxiang was stunned.

He and Wei Shengjin have been working together for several years, and they have been working together very happily, and there have been almost no problems.

Wei Shengjin is a superb programmer with first-class hacking skills.

In Shi Zhenxiang's impression, there is no network problem that Wei Shengjin can't solve.

But such a powerful IT master couldn't manually steal the latest chapter of "A Mortal's History of Heavenly Court Struggle"! What kind of powerful anti-theft measures did Qidian use?

In fact, on this day, all major D stations in China encountered the same problems as Shi Zhenxiang's side.

Their technicians desperately tried to manually grab the latest chapter of Zheng Zhefan's novel, but they couldn't succeed in trying to get it.

At the same time, the dozen or so hand-beating team members of the "History of a Mortal's Heavenly Court Struggle" Tieba update group also encountered some problems that puzzled them.

Each of these team members hand-typed a new chapter.

Their hand speed is quite fast, they can type more than 100 crosses in a minute, and a mere chapter is only about 2,000 words, and they only need to type it in one or twenty minutes.

However, when they finished saving and then sent the saved file to the bar, An Quantao, the problem arose.

An Quantao took the manuscript and saved it in a specially created folder on the desktop.

Then, he wanted to get a sneak peek of today's latest chapter for himself.

However, when he opened the first chapter, he found that it was empty, not a word was there, and it was an empty document at all.

An Quantao frowned.

He thought the hand-beater had sent the wrong document.

However, when he opened the second chapter, it was still empty.

Chapter 3, Chapter 4, and the last chapter are all empty documents! This made An Quantao very angry.

He said to himself, what are these people doing? Why is it so careless? Even if you make a mistake, you can't all make the same mistake, right?

It's unreasonable!

He said in the QQ group of the hand-beater: "What's the matter? You're sending me blank documents, huh? ”

"Huh? Boss, it can't be! I'm done typing.,Deliberately stored in a special folder.,Before sending it to you.,I also opened it again to look at it.,The content is normal! A hand-beaten man said.

"I checked it before I sent it to you, it's normal!" Another hand-hitter also said.

All the hand-to-hand fighters said that it was impossible for them to send a blank document to An Quantao.

An Quantao said: "Then you can look at the content of your hand now, and see if it has not been saved or what?" If you're normal there, just send me another one. ”

The hand-to-hand fighters began to look at the original documents on their computers.

When they saw it, they were taken aback!

The document they typed out turned out to be a blank document now!

"Boss, I took a look at the original file I saved, and now it has become a blank document, it's really evil."

"Mine too, except for the file name, the chapter content inside is gone, and it becomes an empty document."

"I'm the same, I beeped the dog, and I obviously saved it!"

The hand-beaten men began to complain.

An Quantao said: "There is still time, you can take a look, can you restore the data of the document?" If you can't recover, then you can only trouble you to play again. ”

The hand-to-hand fighters began to try to recover the documents.

Eventually, however, they found that the document could not be recovered.

Helplessly, these people had to hand over the latest chapter again.

After the fight, these people carefully and cautiously backed up another document, convinced that they had finished storing it. After that, they open the file a few more times to check if the contents have changed.

After several checks, it was normal.

However, when they sent the document to An Quantao, it became a blank document again.

And the original files they stored on their computers, including backup files, have all become blank documents without exception.

On this day, An Quantao and his hand-beaters were tired and sweaty, and those hand-beaters repeated the hand-beating over and over again, and everyone beat their hands nearly 20 times.

Until the evening, the documents An Quantao received were still blank.

An Quantao was very irritable.

He thought it was a paranormal event.

Finally, he said to the hand-beaters: "After you are done, just upload a post directly to you, readers are impatient!" ”

After the hand-beaters were instructed to type out the latest chapter by hand again, they copied their own documents, and then, after creating a new post in the post bar of the book "A Mortal's History of the Heavenly Court Struggle", they wanted to paste the new chapter of their own hand-typed into the post.

However, strange things happened again.

They can't paste it into the post at all, and no matter how much they try, the pasted content is a blank space, and they can't see anything.

After telling An Quantao about this situation, An Quantao shuddered.

He felt a cool air run down his tail vertebrae all the way to his head.

He said in his heart, "Paralysis! Looks like hell! ”

An Quantao hurriedly said: "Then forget it, forget it!" Don't try to post anymore, you've worked hard today. ”

In this way, An Quantao gave up his efforts to send the hand-punched chapter to a mortal Heavenly Court Struggle History Sticker.

At the same time, the readers who had been waiting for the D version update were restless, and they were shouting in the post bar.