At about seven o'clock in the evening, in the easternmost part of Fumao Road, Chonggu Town, in a rusty prefabricated house. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A man is paralyzed on an iron double bed like a dead fish at the moment, he has a high fever again, he has just taken medicine, he is very uncomfortable in a daze, he feels that he seems to be on the bar with a high fever in his life, and he comes from time to time, and he has no power to fight back, so he can only let the "people" slaughter, and he wants to cry without tears.

He often wonders if he did something in his previous life that was angry and hurtful, but he didn't know if he did it...... I've flirted with a few girls in my life, but I didn't really do it, how could I be so unlucky and tired in this life!

When he was three years old, he had a high fever, and he was blinded by a barefoot doctor who was a cheating father, and he was rushed to the town hospital to save his life.

When he was six years old, he had a high fever, swayed left and right, fell off the stove, hit his head first, and almost lost his life.

At the age of nineteen, he had a high fever and a blurred brain, so he went to the college entrance examination, but he failed, and his life deviated from the track from that moment and embarked on another path, a narrow road that required blood and sweat.

The results are out, more than a dozen points away from the second line, not high burn is a proper one, I wanted to repeat a year, but the family is poor, plus there is a brother in college, gave up repeating, in the same year, entered the factory and began to do general labor, every day like a machine, did a period of time, can not accept this kind of work without human rights and more freedom, quit work and entered the construction site, a job is seven years, until now.

As time went by, Wen Zhile felt more and more powerless, farther and farther away from his former dream, and finally gave up his dream completely, and mixed up his days like a dead fish every day, his temper became more and more irritable, and he belonged to a tyrant on the construction site, and no one dared to mess with him!

His name is Wen Zhile, a person who has no dreams and no goals like a dead fish.

At this moment, Wen Zhile obviously wanted to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, so he picked up the Huawei mobile phone that was put aside, opened the starting point reading app, and began to read a book he had been chasing.

Wen Zhile, reading for more than ten years, after work, he is immersed in the world sketched by others, fantasizing that he is the protagonist, all the way to the peak of life, he once wrote a novel of less than 100,000 words, and finally the eunuch knew that it was not easy to write a book, so he admired those novel authors who could write millions of words, but the literary style was not enough, and slowly this idea faded...... Forgot.

After reading the book, Wen Zhile's eyes were overwhelmed, and he slowly fell asleep, and entered a strange dream, dreaming of crossing into a parallel space similar to and different from the earth, and his soul penetrated into another body, and got a "writer's assistance" to open the protagonist's aura, pretending to be slapped in the face all the way, and finally became known as a writer, famous all over the world, and walked to the pinnacle of life to marry Bai Fumei, and had no regrets in his life......

[Detection of a broken dream "Becoming a great writer"...... Writer's Auxiliary Installation......】

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A very Turkic voice sounded in Wen Zhile's head, but Wen Zhile had fallen into a deep sleep and did not hear it......

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Capital.

The next day.

An old house, on the second floor.

Early in the morning, less than five o'clock, Wen Zhile's biological clock rang in his head, he reached out and touched his forehead without opening his eyes, he couldn't feel hot anymore, since he was fine, then get up and go to work, he had to feed himself.

Working at a construction site, don't think about contracting the foreman to give money if you don't go to work, two hundred and twenty yuan a day, for Wen Zhile, this is a huge amount of money, and you can't let it go!

"What the hell is this!"

Wen Zhile opened his eyes and found that the room seemed to be different, the original dirty dormitory had become a small room of ten square meters, the other bed frames were gone, and he hurriedly propped up his body and sat up straight to take a look, the simple table made of templates was also gone, and it became a computer desk, and the laptop computer placed on it had also changed, and the Lenovo card had become a floating card, and there was a stack of A4 paper full of words on the side, and there was an extra guitar ...... on the wall.

Looking at these strange things, Wen Zhile was stunned and muttered to himself, "Could it be that dream last night...... It's true? Then wouldn't I go to the pinnacle of my life and marry Bai Fumei......"

Wen Zhile remembered the dream last night, doubted, excited, did he really cross over, cross into another body of his own? If yes, it would be incredible, doesn't this kind of thing only happen in YY novels?

"Hey, what's going on,, where did these memories come from......" The extra memory in his mind was stunned, and his face was full of stunned expressions, "It's really crossed?" ”

The memory in his mind is so amazing, it comes from another Wen Zhile, another existence of himself, Wen Zhile can't believe that the parallel world really exists.

This world is called Shui Lanxing, called the People's Republic of China, the world pattern is similar to the earth, the three countries are full of strength, and they contain each other, but this time Huaxia is the boss, believing in peaceful development, and there are few wars in the whole world.

Wen Zhile, male, twenty-five years old, from Yiyang, Hunan Province, 185cm tall, 75kg in weight, graduated from the Department of Composition of the Capital Conservatory of Music, belongs to the tail of the crane, a proper scumbag, there are parents and a cute sister at home, "talented", but unfortunately there is no Bole Soma, after graduation, he stayed in the capital and wrote a song script for a whole year, but no one wanted anything to write, and finally gave up.

After that, with the dream of stardom, he began to drift in the film and television base, but unfortunately a dead corpse is not good to play, too handsome and has no acting experience, often makes mistakes, the most important thing is that he has no background, and often recruits people to boycott, and slowly the group leaders began to reject him, and left in frustration, entered a small company, began to work steadily, and mixed up his life with a salary of two or three thousand a month, but the manager didn't like him, and often troubled him, mainly because the manager looked too ugly, and the little sister in the company went straight to Wen Zhile's side, After many times, the manager was angry, and caught Wen Zhile to scold from time to time, Wen Zhile couldn't help it, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

So far, he hasn't been home for more than a year, and although his parents often call him to come home, he vows not to come home if he doesn't mix up!

Technology and entertainment in this world are developing rapidly, but it seems to be a little different from the earth.

There is no Andy Lau, Jacky Cheung, Jay Chou in the God of Songs circle...... There are no gods of song, and instead there are other people, people who have never heard of it.

There is no Stephen Chow, Chow Yun-fat, Leung Ka-fai, Xu Zheng in the film industry...... All the actors are gone, gone.

There is no Jin Yong, Mo Yan, Lu Xun, Er Fat, Tang San, and Heavenly Disabled Potatoes in the literary circle...... It's all gone, but there is an author called Water Fish, which is very similar to the Aunt Pushing Demon on the earth, Wen Zhile doubted it, because Wen Zhile gritted his teeth in his previous life for the "Aunt Pushing Crazy Demon", a chapter of water half lyrics and half water All kinds of people were shocked, but it was also written beautifully, and it was broken out of context to the desire for immortals - to death, Wen Zhile couldn't wait to lock him up in a small black room, pump him eight hundred times, write a chapter to give some food, don't write hungry, the water will be hanged, and he will write a book for himself to see, but, the text he wrote is a little different from that of "Aunt Tui Crazy Demon", dispelled Wen Zhile's suspicions, but he was interested in this water fish!

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After reading the information in his mind, Wen Zhile was shocked, the changes were too great, they were basically two different worlds, but there was his "doppelganger", and he understood in his heart that he had crossed over.

"I'm crossing into another body, so what about my parents...... It should be no problem to have a big brother and sister-in-law......" Wen Zhile suddenly worried about his parents who were over fifty years old in his previous life, but thinking about the big brother and sister-in-law's monthly income of tens of thousands, he was relieved, and it would be fine if he took care of them.

As soon as the painting style changed, Wen Zhile thought of going elsewhere, touched his face and muttered to himself: "The original majestic and handsome face should still be there......"

Although Wen Zhile has been working on the construction site, he is still very confident in his figure and appearance, and often causes those "big sisters" to tease on the construction site, but every time Wen Zhile wins......

Wen Zhile got up after speaking, shook his head and stopped thinking about those things, picked up a small mirror and looked at it, looked at the image reflected in the mirror, smiled, a just right long hair, a pair of sword eyebrows thick and black, a pair of starry eyes, the light revealed in the eyes is very intoxicating, fascinating, the high nose bridge, a pair of lips are not thin or thick, just right, the corners of the mouth are naturally hung with a little smile, very charming, knife-like side face, water chestnut angles, combined together very handsome and masculine, handsome but not motherly! A little of the chest muscles exposed in the mirror are strong and powerful, the figure is very burly, look down, the eight-pack abdominal muscles are evenly distributed on the stomach, it is really thin and undressed, this kind of figure takes off the top, the girl will drool and scream until she faints, Wen Zhile half-squinted and began to obscenate those things that may occur......

But such a handsome guy, he is still "single", the reason is that everyone thinks that he is so handsome that he should not be single, and he can't explain it to the girl, all the explanations seem so pale and weak, no one believes it! So to this day, he is still a "single dog", Wen Zhile is sad every time he thinks of it, and he cries and faints in the toilet many times......

After a while, Wen Zhile put down the small mirror, it should be YY enough, with a smile on his face, he said confidently: "It's so handsome, it's exactly the same, it seems to be more handsome than before, what can I do with those girls...... But this world is amazing. ”

Wen Zhile has read countless time-traveling novels in his previous life, and many of them began to rise after crossing into other people's bodies, but is this still himself? And this time, Wen Zhile has traveled to another body of his own, and the two memories have merged without any rejection, without a sense of rustiness, as if he has experienced it himself, it is extremely clear, this is himself!

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Zhile began to dream again, slapping his face with an invincible golden finger and pretending to be a man, all kinds of hanging, and finally embracing a beautiful woman......

Suddenly, Wen Zhile's body was stunned, ", my golden finger?" ”

Wen Zhile was in a hurry, he found that he didn't seem to have a golden finger yet, so he hurriedly touched it all over his body, there was no extra foreign equipment, a golden finger? How can you be a writer without a gold finger? Is it in the mind?

Wen Zhile was frightened and tried to shout quietly, "Grandpa? ”

didn't make a sound, Wen Zhile was already panicked, could it be that the script was opened in the wrong way......

"Grandpa?"

This time, Wen Zhile was silently reciting in his heart, but there was still no movement, Wen Zhile's face was almost like bitter gourd skin, and he was about to cry......

"Grandpa...... Smart Brain ...... System...... Calling the old man...... Intelligent brain system ......"

Wen Zhile shouted over and over again, his words were confused, and he changed countless ways, but there was still no movement, Wen Zhile was completely dead, it seemed that there was really none.

Wen Zhile slept like a pig last night, how would he know that the golden finger was actually rooted in his mind, but it was just starting, although it took a bit long to start......

Wen Zhile thought about it, how to mix it up after that? Do you want to continue doing this ordinary job? But according to the current temper, it is estimated that it will not last long......

After dropping out of high school in his previous life, he stayed on the construction site after two months of mixing in the factory, and after seven or eight years of confusion, he forgot everything, except for a handful of strength, he couldn't do anything, and he belonged to passerby A.

In this life, he graduated from a famous school, but he is a scumbag at the end of the crane, what will happen? Basically nothing, except for a little experience obtained by Beipiao, there is no merit except for the face, and it belongs to the dispensable passer-by B.

"Ah...... Sleep-groove-you-mother......" Wen Zhile pointed to the roof and yelled and scolded, he hated this thief God so much, he didn't say anything about it in his previous life, but why was he reborn still like this, "Nima, didn't you say that if you are reborn, you will have a golden finger?" But where is the gold finger now? Play Lao Tzu? I'll your grandma's legs ......"

"Crackling ......"

Wen Zhile had just finished scolding, and the earth-shattering thunder came directly Wen Zhile sat down on the ground in fright, and muttered with a blank face: "You fart thunder, did you give me a golden finger......

No one could reply to his question, Wen Zhile was afraid, he was afraid that he was still as muddy as an ant in his previous life, without a sense of existence, the hope ignited after rebirth, the excitement brought by it was halved at this moment, and he comforted himself: "Maybe after a while, the golden finger will come out, it should be that I didn't meet the requirements......"

After a while, Wen Zhile stood up, his expression did not change, and began to clean up the bed, watching as he walked.

"There are still more than 200 yuan, it seems that the rent is going to be paid, but the salary will not arrive in a week, the pit......" Wen Zhile cleaned up and sorted it out, leaving 260 yuan, and the rent is about to be paid, the problem is that the rent is more than 2,000, and the rent has not been paid last month...... More than two hundred are not even a fraction of a penny, and I am worried.

"Let's go to work, you have to feed yourself before you can hope...... Something else! Wen Zhile thought about it and thought about it, this method is the most reliable, just put up with the manager's salary for a week, "and then resign...... What do you do when you quit your job? Continue to be a corpse? Paralysis doesn't do anything, ......"

Wen Zhile thinks about the wasted time these years, and he can't wait to give himself a big mouth, can't he use it now to learn something before, his hand is raised and put down, and he can't masochize himself......

"It's almost time, let's go to work......" Wen Zhile looked at the time, it was almost time to go to work, after washing, he couldn't get a set of casual clothes and put them on, and he was ready to go out with all the necessary items.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

As soon as Wen Zhile walked to the door and was about to open the door and go out, he heard the door banging, and he didn't mean to stop, and thought to himself who it was, was it her or him?

"Squeak......

The sound of an old-fashioned wooden door opening and grinding.

Wen Zhile opened the door and saw that it was really her, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened, and his heart twitched, he was really afraid of something, so he hurriedly put on a look full of enthusiasm, and said first: "Grandma Wu, why are you here......