In the living room of her parents' house, Chen Wenwen covered her mouth and looked at Wang Gang without blinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Mei and Huang Dehai also forgot about you and me, and guarded behind Wang Gang on the left and right.

Several people's eyes were fixed on the computer screen. All of them were fascinated by the story.

The whole living room was extremely quiet, only the sound of Wang Gang tapping on the keyboard remained, and the words were typed out by Wang Gang like beautiful musical notes, and a novel with a grand momentum and a wide world was constructed little by little at Wang Gang's fingertips.

Wang Gang: This is not writing a novel.

He's a challenge.

Use your own shortcomings to challenge all those who insult, despise, and despise yourself, I, Wang Gang, am a gentleman, you can insult, you can despise, you can vent your negative emotions, but for me, you have chosen the wrong object, my name is Wang Gang, Wang Gang is called the God of War, and I am the strongest firm.

Writing is not a boring thing for Wang Gang at all, the space-time trading system inputs all the manuscripts into Wang Gang's mind, and Wang Gang's job is to copy the words in his mind little by little.

One chapter.

Three chapters.

Five chapters.

The door to Kara's bedroom rang and Mom and Dad woke up.

The mother yawned and stretched, saw all the children in the family gathered together, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

Wang Gang's rhythm was disrupted and he raised his head.

It was already afternoon, Wang Gang simply stopped writing, stood up and stretched, and the bones in his body sounded a few times.

Wang Gang turned his head and said, "Didn't someone scold me on the Internet in the morning?" I wrote a novel to shock and shock them. ”

Dad Wang's eyes changed: "Son, you mean you write novels?" I wrote all your elementary school essays for you, son, you can't copy other people's works, it's a crime. ”

Wang Gang's old face turned red, didn't he just copy other people's works. But others will be caught copying it.,It's a work from other worlds that you copy.,It is estimated that the author can't cross the border to sue himself.,Hey,Anyway, the skin is thick.,It's not a big deal to be thick.。

Wang Gang said decisively: "Dad, don't worry, how can I do anything illegal, absolutely I wrote it myself, not the whole family watched me write it, I didn't copy it at all." ”

The mother was a little angry and said to the father: "Why, my son is so smart, writing a novel is not a matter of being caught, what do you suspect." ”

Dad didn't squeak, it seems that the father relied on the idea of the son being expensive, and went with the wind with the wakefulness of taking a nap, and he became a serf again.

The mother was a little excited: "Son, show your mother how you wrote." I'll give you a rating. ”

Huang Dehai sent a sycophant in a timely manner: "Uncle, aunt, it's amazing, Brother Gang is simply a genius, this novel is so attractive, I was fascinated just now, if I can't see the ending, I won't be able to eat for a few days." ”

My mother laughed when she heard this: "Is it as good as you say?" Show me. ”

On the Internet, many Wang Gang's fans went crazy directly, the god of war was actually writing a novel, and some people laughed at the beginning, all of them were chatting and farting with this thing, but after reading one chapter, then reading another chapter, and then wanting to read another chapter, all the people who have read Wang Gang's novel have their sweat pores exploded.

Wang Gang's scolding on Weibo gradually disappeared, and the compliments of fans slowly disappeared, and everyone was immersed in Wang Gang's novel.

It wasn't until his parents got up and Wang Gang stopped here that netizens had the time to speak again after reading the last chapter.

There has never been a Xianxia novel in this world, and it is the list of gods in ancient times, or it is an ancient book like Journey to the West and Liao Zhai. This is to create a system of novels, a novel at the level of the founding patriarch, Xiuzhen, a good Xiuzhen, completely different from martial arts novels, not only immortals, but also a group of people called Xiuzhen, whether the immortals were cultivators before they became immortals, such a mysterious flying sword, and a magical Taoism.

A flesh-and-blood Xianxia world was suddenly erected in everyone's hearts silently.

Wang Gang's fans went crazy and were blown up on the Internet. Starting from Wang Gang's Weibo to the forum in Shancheng, all the places where you can vent your joy are all surprised.

"I'll go, have you seen it, you have seen my God, the god of war is invincible."

"Is the god of war beating people again?"

"You're digging coal in the ravine, the god of war has written a novel, and you don't know about it?"

"What, the god of war has written a novel, go and watch quickly, I like to hear it, does the god of war want to amuse the whole people?"

"The God of War has written a novel, is it really fake?"

"On Weibo, if you look at it yourself, it's still hot."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"I promise I'll burst out laughing."

Mom and Dad are reading novels on the computer.

The number of clicks on Weibo began to rise rapidly.

One thousand, five thousand.

Ten thousand, fifty thousand.

Weibo blew up.

"Who said that the god of war is a martial artist, quickly stretch your face over, I promise not to beat you to death."

"It's so good-looking, can anyone tell me who the original author is?"

"Nima God of War wrote it, didn't you see that the author is Wang Gang. Who do you say the original author is. ”

"This book is so good."

"Teacher Wang Gang, you are the teacher. The text is so beautiful, the plot is so compact, what should I do, I can't eat, hurry up and update, keep writing. ”

In such a short period of time, some people even read it twice, three times, and the more they watched it, the more they liked it, and the more they watched it, the more obsessed they became, and they were about to fall into madness.

"God of War, you are good, hurry up, Zhang Xiaofan is the protagonist or Lin Jingyu is the protagonist, you can give an explanation."

Wang's mother is also a lover of novels, and after reading the last chapter, she looked up and began to stare at Wang Gang.

Wang Gang was so embarrassed that he spoke: "Son, son, my mother didn't train you in vain, this novel is absolutely amazing, absolutely amazing, the child and his father, our family is going to be a writer." "Yes, how do you cultivate, I can't write it, I just copied it.

The comments on Weibo have been swiped.

Fans turned to forums.

"Go and read Wang Gang's Weibo, the God of War has written a masterpiece, it's so good-looking."

"I was wrong, God of War, I was really wrong, whoever would say that the God of War is a martial artist in the future, I will cut him to death, and the God of War will kneel and beg for updates."

"It's a classic, an absolute classic."

"The god of war is slapping his face, he must be slapping his face."

"Bullshit Xue Qian, you have the ability to come out, those broken things you wrote are compared to other people's gods of war, you are a primary school student, come out and be slapped in the face."

"Hahaha also scolded other people's god of war for not knowing how to read, and scolded other people's god of war for being a vulgar martial artist, come on, continue to scold."

"It's so good to cry, this is a novel."

"Spread the word, let's put the god of war on the altar."

"Yes, on the altar."

A link appeared inside the post bar.

Screenshots appeared on the forum.

The popular movie reviews on video websites have appeared in the screen.

The number of hits is 300,000, 500,000, and it is skyrocketing.

The number of reprints is 100,000, 200,000.

Xue Qian's fans shut up, why does Nima continue to scold, just like herself, go to someone else's Weibo with hundreds of thousands of hits to scold people, do you want to smoke?

What did you scold about? Could it be that he scolded "Master, when will you release your next chapter?" ”

Or scold, "You're just a vulgar martial artist?" "Vulgar you face, can the vulgar martial artist write such an amazing novel, can the vulgar martial artist create a genre of fiction? Are you stupid or am I stupid.

South City, inside the café.

Xue Qian's hands were trembling, his nails were grabbed into his palms, Xue Qian's lips trembled: "Impossible, this is a dream, I haven't woken up yet, I haven't woken up yet, this can only be a nightmare." ”

"Smack" Xue Qian slapped himself hard, it hurts, damn, isn't it a dream?

"Slap" Xue Qian slapped himself again, his face was swollen by himself, it really hurt, this is really not a dream. Wang Gang, where did you come from, you scolded me, you came to beat me. What kind of novel are you writing in particular, what are you trying to do, are you crushing me?

Xue Qian couldn't help but think, how good it would be if Wang Gang could beat himself with his fists, Xue Qian had never been so eager to be beaten, he would rather be beaten and not be able to get up, and would rather be beaten for the rest of his life and not be able to take care of himself, rather than face this reality.

I am a well-known writer, a writer, I lost to a guy who eats with my fists, I lost to a small boss of an office, in the field of novels, in the field of novels that I am proud of, I was crushed by a martial artist.

"Fake, this must be fake, hahaha, it's so funny, fake." Xue Qian went crazy.

At Wang Gang's house, Chen Wenwen's eyes changed when she looked at Wang Gang, is this still the Wang Gang she knows? Or the Wang Gang who was forced by himself because he couldn't pay the rent, so happy, such a man is his own, so reassuring.

Wang Mei is already about to go crazy with jealousy, what's the situation, I am the pride of the old Wang family, where did my excellence go, brother, what kind of illness did you have, if you are not excellent, will you die? What do you want me to do, my princess's position, woo so sad.

After reading the novel, my mother went straight into a state of excitement.

"Son, you don't have to do anything today, write, continue to write, I'll wait and see, whether you're hungry or not, what you want to eat, tell your mother, and tell your mother what you want to drink." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the excited father on the side, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Child, father, why are you still stunned, make tea for our son and wash some fruit." ”

Dad happily washed fruit and made tea, this time willingly.

Huang Dehai cautiously walked to Wang Gang's side, poked Wang Gang with his finger, and then jumped up, "Oops, I touched the God of War, it's still hot, haha calligrapher God of War, great writer God of War, oops, I don't wash my hands when I go home, I ......"

Huang Dehai was pressed onto the sofa by Wang Gang. This thing will follow Mayor Jia to Huaguo Mountain together, funny.

The "bell" phone rang, and Wang Gang touched it and saw that it was Mayor Jia's.

Take it.

"Hey, Mayor Jia, I said that my calligraphy won't be passed on, so you should die."

On the other end of the phone, Mayor Jia ate explosives and shouted: "Xiao Wang, I'll give you a political task." ”

Wang Gang was a little confused: "What task, political task?" I'm running an office, not yours? ”

"Hurry up and send the next chapter, I must see it before I get off work, this is a political task, if you can't complete it, I'll sleep at your house today, boy, I found it at your house, you know."

Wang Gang hehe, directly deducted the phone, and the mayor was also in vain, just such a cow.