As a Longkong book reviewer said at the time, "Zichuan" and "Zhu Xian" are also good books ten years later; "Ethereal" and "Little Soldier", no one wants to read it ten years later, but these two novels have created the existence of a genre. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Edison gave the night a glow, and "Little Soldiers" also played an equal role in the online literature circle of that era.

Du Fei still remembers that when he first read this novel, he was conquered by the unconventional rhythm of "Little Soldier", and the continuous follow-up chapters made him have an unstoppable impulse, so he chased all the way with his blood......

What's more, in the current situation of urgent need to make money, the probability of success of "Little Soldier" is definitely far greater than that of "Zichuan".

Especially compared with traditional literature that is like braised pork and simmered slowly, fast food literature like "Little Soldier" will love it for the first time, and will become its loyal supporter!

Yes, that's it!

Du Fei no longer hesitated, created a new blank document on his mobile phone, and began to input the "Little Soldier" in his memory.

I don't know how long it took......

"Didi."

On your phone, an alert pops up with a low battery. At the same time, Du Fei also lightly clicked the last period.

Only then did he realize that the needle on the back of his hand, I don't know when, had been removed; He twisted his stiff neck, and when he looked up at the window, it was already pitch black, and it turned out that the sky had already darkened at some point

And he, who is obsessed with the world of fiction, knows nothing about it. The corners of Du Fei's lips unconsciously overflowed with a hint of astringent smile.

remembered that when I was writing it just now, a hearty feeling surged in my chest, and the blood of "Little Soldier" completely substituted itself into Tang Long's world......

Now that he stopped, Du Fei felt that his eyes that had been staring at the mobile phone screen were extremely painful and uncomfortable, his whole brain was a little groggy, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously expanded. Sure enough, after the car accident, I was not suitable for this kind of brain-burning mental work......

However, looking at the word count column in the document, the bright red "16696", Du Fei felt that it was all worth it. That's the word count for the first two chapters of Little Soldiers.

Du Fei slightly massaged his eyes with his hands, closed his eyes and rested for about two minutes, then picked up his mobile phone, clicked into the "Merit Reading Network", and began to apply for the author's account.

chose this website, not because of his whim, but because of the novels on his mobile phone, five or six out of ten, including the now popular "Revenge of the Heavenly Dead", are all from this.

Big websites, there will always be more opportunities, Du Fei considered.

When he filled in the author's name column, he thought a little and filled in the name of "Du Fei No. 2".

Because he always remembers that he is the Du Fei on the earth; And the online novels he wants to bring to this world are also the best ones on the planet; He didn't want to forget his roots.

The author's account was quickly applied for, and Du Fei created a new book before his mobile phone ran out of battery and uploaded the two chapters as quickly as possible.

Just as he was doing all this, the lights in the ward were suddenly turned on.

Unexpectedly, the strong light directly stimulated Du Fei's eyes, and he reflexively hurriedly closed it.

But the swelling pain that had just been relieved was more sensual at this time, and he reached out to cover his eyes, trying to block the illumination of the light, and then he realized that his hands were actually a little wet,...... I was so stimulated that I burst into tears!

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the little nurse in the morning, standing in front of his hospital bed with a tray in front of her face.

"You don't know yourself...... What is the condition of the body now? The little nurse put down the plate in her hand and shook the bed, allowing Du Fei's upper body to slowly rise.

After doing this, she walked over to Du Fei again, picked up the bowl on the plate, and handed it to him.

Du Fei carefully took it from the little nurse's hand, but the sequelae of writing on his mobile phone for a long time appeared, and his hands began to tremble, and he even looked so difficult to hold a bowl, and even almost spilled it on his body.

The little nurse shook her head, took the bowl back, scooped it up with a spoon, blew it twice, and handed it to Du Fei's mouth.

For a while, neither of them spoke, Du Fei had no energy to think about anything at all, he smelled the smell of rice, and opened his mouth to eat.

The warm rice porridge and sweet taste satisfy all the needs from the taste buds to the stomach; The nerves that became numb because of the whole day of lying in bed and writing were also well relieved. Du Fei couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.

It wasn't until after the porridge was drunk that the little nurse spoke again and said coldly: "For you, the most important thing now is to rest, understand?" I was playing with my mobile phone when I was changing dressings, I was also playing when I was pulling out needles, and I didn't know how to eat for a day...... How old are people, and others have to worry about it, is the mobile phone so fun? Don't know how to take a break after a day of playing? ”

Du Fei, who has been a human being in two lives, of course knows that these words are her good intentions. But he didn't bother to explain anything, just looked at her and whispered, "I know." ”

The little nurse obviously didn't expect Du Fei to give such an answer. She paused before she added, "I'm going to get off work, give me my phone." ”

When Du Fei heard this, he was obviously stunned, and instinctively refused to give her the mobile phone.

Although he knew that there was a great possibility of rejection, the matter of writing books to earn money was too important to Du Fei. Still stubborn, he asked, "The ...... Can I borrow my phone for another night? Also, can you borrow me another charger? ”

"No way!" The little nurse replied categorically.

"But......" Du Fei thought about the wording, but he thought about it, after all, he was not very familiar with her, and it was not good to trouble people again and again.

Thinking of this, he obediently stretched out his hand and handed the dead mobile phone to her.

The little nurse took the phone, didn't linger long, turned around and walked out of the ward.

This night, Du Fei tossed and turned, and he didn't sleep well. When I woke up, it was already dawn, and I don't know when, the back of my hand was also hung on a drip.

A young man was sitting on another unoccupied hospital bed, concentrating on his mobile phone reading a novel.

"Zhang Jun?" Du Fei subconsciously called out the name.

In the fragments of memory of the former owner of this body, Du Fei clearly felt the humiliation of the poor; In the past month, his mother has borrowed money from him everywhere, and I don't know how many rolls of the eyes he has seen and how many ridicules he has heard.

But Zhang Jun is the most special one; His family is not very well-off, and most of his salary has to be used to pay off the mortgage. But every time he didn't wait for Du Fei to speak, he would take out one or two thousand yuan like a trick. In his words, it is: "Dude is really incompetent, he can't help you much, that's the only point, you should save it." ”

Du Fei was thinking about this, and saw Zhang Jun put down his mobile phone, took out a small pile of banknotes from his pocket, and stuffed it under Du Fei's pillow.

Sure enough, it was the same this time......

Then, Zhang Jun said in a reproachful tone: "I said what's the matter with you? As for thinking so, can't you open it? I'll tell you, when you're ready, I'm going to whip you up to cool off, and I'm not allowed to fight back then. ”

Du Fei tried hard to suppress the agitation surging in his heart, nodded and replied: "You can smoke as you like, I promise not to fight back." ”

"Huh? Really got your head broken? How did he become a person. Zhang Jun said to himself, then he picked up his phone again and shook it at Du Fei, "You haven't seen today's update, have you?" Look at your pitiful, I'll be your reply reader. ”

After that, he didn't care what Du Fei's reaction was, and began to hold his mobile phone and repeat it.

"'Don't kill my daddy!' Hearing this voice, Tang Wentian's heart sank, and he looked at Ruo'er, who was crying in front of his father-killing enemy; Ah, that's how much he once loved Ruo'er; He couldn't help but think back to their sweet ...... past"

Zhang Jun quickly substituted into the joys and sorrows of the protagonist of "Heavenly Revenge", and this paragraph was read in a low tone, especially the word "ah", which aroused Du Fei's goosebumps.

"Stop! Stop, stop! Du Fei waved his hand and interrupted Zhang Jun's recitation.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jun asked suspiciously, "We have chased more than 300 chapters, Tang Wentian finally started, such a wonderful and exciting chapter, you don't know how many people in our book review area are crazy about it now......"

He slapped his head and said with a sudden realization: "You think I'm slow to read, you want to read it yourself, right?" ”

Looking at the mobile phone he handed over, Du Fei didn't take it, but sighed with a smile: "After more than three hundred chapters, the protagonist has just begun to shine, and you still have the patience to catch up until now." ”

Zhang Jun looked at him with a strange look and said, "You were really stupid when you were hit by a car, right?" Aren't you the favorite of "Revenge of the Heavens"? Now how can you say it's bad again? ”

After that, he no longer paid attention to Du Fei, but continued to look at his phone.

However, Zhang Jun's words sounded a wake-up call for Du Fei. Yes, Du Fei in the past, but he liked this novel the most, and it was not only Du Fei and Zhang Jun...... On the Internet, the readers of this novel have praised it as a "merit reading network", and even the first place in the four lists of collections, clicks, recommendations, and orders on the entire online novel platform, far surpassing the second place "Assassin's Gaiden".

And his big abnormal words just now will definitely arouse Zhang Jun's suspicions, but fortunately, he has just had a car accident, and with such a reason that is not a reason, Zhang Jun did not delve into it.

You must not talk so nonsense in the future, Du Fei silently warned himself; Since you have come to this world and have such an identity, you must integrate into it well.

Just when he was thinking nonsense, Zhang Jun had already finished reading the update, he put away his mobile phone, and said to Du Fei: "By the way, last night, it seemed to be seven or eight o'clock, and Merit uploaded a novel on the Internet, called "Little Soldier ......"

Du Fei's heart tightened, and he tried to ask with some expectation: "The Legend of Little Soldiers"? ”

"Yes, yes, that's the name, have you seen it? The author uploaded two chapters; It's a pity that I only finished reading a chapter, and it was deleted; Hey, did you see the second chapter? What are you talking about? What happened to Tang Long? Zhang Jun suddenly came to his senses and asked Du Fei busily.