"What the hell, labor and management are so well written, the writing is smooth, and the plot is wonderful, I can't help but applaud it myself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Now you actually say that what I write is rubbish? If you want to write without writing, if you want a plot without a plot? Fuck your sister, what a bullshit tiger, it's a mad dog at all! ”

In the not small room, the walls are full of all kinds of posters, movies, animations, and famous characters in games, and the corner surrounded by posters is a computer desk, in front of the computer desktop, Wu Yang is losing his temper at the computer.

Sixteen-year-old Wu Yang, like other peers, usually works as a good student in school, and occasionally hooks up with female classmates.

Since junior high school, he has been publishing novels online, and although he has been writing for more than a year, his grades have been tepid. Before the contract was signed, the publishing house had a staff change, some of the contracted editors left one after another, the new management re-examined the novels, and some novels were rejected outright, and Wu Yang's novel was one of them.

"****, it's all ****. I work so hard to write novels every day, other classmates are playing games and I want to write novels, other classmates are dating girlfriends and I still have to write novels, other classmates can sleep in class, I still have to conceive the plot of the novel, why don't you pass it! ”

In the mind of the teenager, he has put in the effort, shouldn't he take it for granted to succeed? Why do their novels have no grades, why do their manuscripts have to be returned, why do they want to satirize themselves, the world is not fair at all.

Picking up a bottle of milk for dozens of dollars next to him, Wu Yang took a big sip.

Well, Wu Yang's family is not short of money at all, and his parents are both elites in the industry and senior executives of the company. Although it does not reach the level of the second generation, it can be regarded as a small second generation, eating and drinking without worry, carefree. He didn't write novels because he made money, he just thought it was fun.

"Troubled boy, do you want a golden finger!"

In the middle of his frustration, a window suddenly popped up on the computer screen, and the contents of the window appeared in his mind even though he didn't read it.

"Who are you?" Putting down the bottle casually, Wu Yang asked aggressively.

The sixteen-year-old secondary 2 boy was lawless, who was he afraid of? What was he afraid of? Sorry, he didn't know what it was to be afraid.

"What about me? I'm a cheat dealer who can sell any kind of cheat you want, and I think you might need my help! On the screen, a mysterious man named 'Little Shopkeeper' said.

"Buy a gold finger? And such a cool job? Can I sell goldfinger with you? Wu Yang said with a twinkle in his eyes.

The little shopkeeper was a little speechless: "I guess not, I don't want an agent for the time being." Now give me an answer, do you want to buy goldfinger or not! ”

Wu Yang was a little regretful that he didn't want an agent, and soon he asked with great interest: "What kind of gold finger is OK?" Are there any super memories from novels? Whatever you can remember at a glance? Or is there a superbrain? You don't need to study at all to get the first place? And that kind of face-slapping system, is there a showmanship system? I can buy them all if I have them! ”

In the hearts of secondary 2 teenagers, they can do without anything, they just can't be out of the limelight. Why did he write novels? Because of the money? Because of dreams? Don't talk nonsense, he is precisely because he wants to be in the limelight, and the expression of envy and admiration after his classmates know that they have written novels.

"Yes, there is, but unfortunately, ordinary humans can only have one kind of gold finger, and if there are too many gold fingers, it is easy to collapse the body!" The 'little shopkeeper' explained.

Wu Yang nodded: "Is it the same as the system?" There are too many downloaded software, and when playing games, it will be stuck, and it will automatically shut down? ”

The little shopkeeper praised: "Yes, that's the truth, young man, your comprehension is very high. Now, have you decided what cheat you want to buy? ”

Wu Yang was a little speechless: "Big guy, why don't you give me a list, and I will choose the best one from the list?" ”

"Sorry, we don't provide lists. The ability of gold fingers has its own merits, some gold fingers do not match my personality, those gold fingers are very effective in that role, in order to ensure that guests have the most suitable gold fingers, guests need to choose the most desired gold fingers. Of course, the owner can also provide cheat fingers according to the customer's situation. The little shopkeeper said.

"No, no, I'm not a child, I can decide my own things, I want to think about what I want!" Wu Yang waved his hand and decisively rejected the small shopkeeper's proposal.

I am about to become an adult, I should have my own thoughts, why should I listen to the other party's arrangement. He didn't listen to his parents, let alone the mysterious man.

"What do you want? Banhua likes to listen to songs, should I buy a singing cheat? In the future, you will be able to perform on stage at the annual meeting, and you can still be a star? It's not good, it's not good, the school girl seems to like painting more, should I be a painter? It's not good, the painter can't be in the limelight! Or buy a loser system? The more losers, the richer they are......"

After pondering for a long time, Wu Yang didn't know what to choose. He wants too many things, and in order to be in the limelight he wants the most perfect golden finger.

When the small shopkeeper found out that Wu Yang began to consider whether to buy superhuman abilities, he decisively extracted the dialogue between Wu Yang and the editor Tiger: "Young man, you think too much, with your small physique and genetic limits, even if some gold fingers are sold to you, it is useless, besides, you have no money to buy them." If you don't have a clue, I can give you a suggestion, do you need a golden finger about writing? ”

Looking at the chat content that appeared on the screen, Wu Yang once again remembered the humiliation of being rejected, gritted his teeth, he didn't want to destroy the world or save the earth, and said directly: "Big guy, you're right, I'll buy a kind of gold finger about writing, tiger, right, if you want to hit me in the face, labor and management must be beaten back!" ”

Teenagers are irritable, and they don't care if there will be any consequences after their temper comes up, whether they want to continue to be in the limelight, and if they don't fight back, they don't have a good idea.

"I have super writing ability to buy you here, after having it, you will have the most gorgeous writing in the world, be able to write the most wonderful plot, it will let you slowly have the world's highest writing ability!" The 'little shopkeeper' showed a kind of golden finger," he introduced.

Wu Yang's eyes lit up: "Okay, this is good." I'm going to buy the golden finger of super writing ability! ”

As soon as his words fell, a contract floated out of the computer: "Sign it, pay for your ten years of life, and you will have super writing skills like no other!" ”

The sudden appearance of the contract did not frighten Wu Yang at all, but he checked it with great interest, trying to find the reason why the contract floated out of the computer. Of course, he couldn't find anything.

He didn't care much, of course the great god was different and didn't follow the usual path. What does a contract float out of the computer? Even if Sadako suddenly crawls out of the computer, he doesn't care.

"It's only ten years to live, it's so cheap!" Muttering, he casually signed the contract.

Ten years of life is really nothing in his eyes.