Chapter 72: Unexpected Forgetfulness

Wang Xiaofan feels that there is an unprecedented sense of ease now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

His parents no longer forced him to study, and he no longer had the pressure of working and supporting his family.

Wang Xiaofan is okay, he is a game now.

My only purpose in school is to fall in love, can you?

After the pressure was gone, Wang Xiaofan had more motivation to do what he wanted to do.

He set himself two goals:

1怂 Publish entertainment works that are not available in this world, so that people in this world can enjoy the same high-quality entertainment life as in their previous lives. Of course, by the way, make some extra money, that is what should be dropped!

2怂 Explore the system in your body, earn more star points, and strive to get your most desired Wolverine physique skill book as soon as possible.

"I want the whole world to know my Wang Xiaofan's name! Even a hundred years, a thousand years from now, when people mention my name, they will give it a thumbs up! Wang Xiaofan shouted loudly in an empty space where no one was around.

After returning home, Zhou Yuxin hurriedly called him over to ask for the details of the plaster.

Because of the system involved, Wang Xiaofan can only be vaguely confused.

"I bought this plaster from an old Taoist priest who told me not to tell anyone about her."

When Zhou Yuxin heard this, she immediately said that she would not ask about this plaster again.

"By the way, how much did you pay for this plaster?" Zhou Yuxin asked.

In order to highlight the preciousness of this plaster and his "filial piety", Wang Xiaofan lied knowingly: "It's not expensive, it's only five million." ā€

"Oh, it's not expensive, it's only five hundred...... How much!!!! As soon as Zhou Yuxin realized that she had misheard, she immediately asked rhetorically.

"Five million." Wang Xiaofan said lightly.

Zhou Yuxin sweated profusely when she heard this.

In addition to buying a house in her life, the biggest money she has ever spent is to pay Wang Xiaofan's tuition.

Five million, she can't earn it without eating or drinking for the rest of her life!

But when I think about it, the plaster is so magical, and it's really worth the price.

"Since it's so expensive, then I'll stick it for a few more days."

Wang Xiaofan never expected that his mother had put the plaster on his body for a month, and he didn't even take a shower. Because she was so reluctant. When she was completely sure that the plaster had no effect, Zhou Yuxin bought a very delicate box, carefully removed the plaster, put it in a small box, and treasured it.

……

Today, Wang Xiaofan's uncle came to his house.

His father was the fifth, the youngest of his uncles.

At the same time, there was also his cousin Wang Dong, who was one year younger than him.

When he mentioned his cousin, Wang Xiaofan wanted to laugh.

Although this little guy is 17 years old, his personality is still like a child. I like to be tricky.,I like to make some undisciplined jokes.怂

That's why everyone calls him Wang Erdong because he's very two.

"Hello, Brother Fan, your brother has come to your house to ask for food again." Wang Erdong said with a smile.

"I haven't seen you in such a long time, you're still so thin."

His cousin has never been fat since he was a child, and Wang Erdong loves meat very much, and he eats harder than anyone else at the dinner table, but he can't get fat.

Although his height is not high, he is a little more than 1.7 meters, but his weight is only 90 pounds. If it's a girl, it's pretty good, but on a boy, this weight is really not enough.

The curious Wang Xiaofan scanned it with the Qi Fortune Life Grid Detector, and finally understood why his cousin was so thin.

"Wang Dong's luck is fate: dry food is not fat."

"Dry eating is not fat: no matter how much food you eat, you will not gain weight significantly, and among people of the same height, you will always belong to the slimmest group of people."

Wang Xiaofan smiled helplessly, his cousin didn't know how much effort he put into gaining weight, he ate snacks and fried chicken, five meals a day, and slept for 16 hours. But after a month like this, he was stunned that he only grew two taels of meat.

What's even more terrifying is that he has eaten snacks and fried food for a month, and when he eats them, he wants to vomit when he sees these two things. In the years that followed, he gave up snacks and fried foods. As a result, his weight gain was even slower. In this way, his fattening plan was ruthlessly destroyed by himself.

The elders chatter about homely things, nothing more than what happened to their children and what to do in the future.

Wang Erdong was very unfortunate and was beaten up by his father.

Because of such an excellent example as Wang Xiaofan, it is difficult for him not to be preached.

couldn't bear to look at his younger brother's pitiful appearance, Wang Xiaofan pulled him to his room, opened the laptop, and let him surf the Internet.

"Ouch I'm going, alien! Brother, you've made a fortune! Wang Erdong excitedly tinkered with his notebook.

He is an out-and-out digital enthusiast, but unfortunately, due to lack of money, he can only browse digital forums on the Internet and look at reviews, and he has a good time.

After tinkering for a while, Wang Erdong opened the webpage, logged in to his Qiuqiu account very skillfully, opened "Buddha is the Way", and watched it with relish.

Wang Xiaofan asked with interest: "You also like to watch the Internet?" ā€

"Of course! My idol is the number one god mortal on the Internet! Speaking of this, Wang Dong, who was excited, suddenly sighed, and then said with a little disappointment, "It's because I like the Internet that I quarreled with my dad many times." ā€

"Why? Look, my uncle won't be able to, right? ā€

"Hey, I told my dad that I don't want to go to college anymore and want to write full-time at home after the college entrance examination. And then, and then there was no then......" Wang Dong said depressedly.

"It's not as glamorous as you think. In Qiuqiu, only one out of 100 books can be signed, and the shelf rate after signing is 50%. After it is put on the shelves, 60% of people can basically only get full attendance plus a little dispensable manuscript fee. If you're writing full-time, you may not even be able to afford to eat. Have you ever thought about this? Wang Xiaofan asked.

I thought my brother would be shocked, but I didn't expect him to say, "I know this very well." I often visit Fengkong.com, and I basically know some writing skills and the routine mode of online articles. Hey, full-time writing is just a dream of mine, so far away. But I've already written 100,000 words by hand, and I've written the outline and everything. No matter what, I will not give up on my dream. ā€

Wang Xiaofan nodded in support.

If in his previous life, he would not have been able to help his cousin at all. And he would also strongly oppose Wang Dong's full-time writing. After all, you have to plan for the future, and you can't just get lost in your own empty dreams.

But now it's different, with his identity as the number one god of the Internet, it's easy to help a newcomer.

Even if his brother's writing is a mess, it doesn't matter at all, anyway, he can make money in his brain and there are many classic books, just take out one and give it to him, it's enough for him to eat and drink for the rest of his life.

Anyway, in the small county town of my family, the average salary is less than 2,000 yuan, and it is already very good to have 10,000 yuan left in a year. In this way, his younger brother will be able to earn a net income of 1 million in his lifetime. In his own mind, take out a random book, it is a divine book that can earn millions a month, so why not give him one?

"Erdong, listen, I'm going to tell you a secret, you must promise not to tell outsiders." Wang Xiaofan said solemnly.

"Don't worry, brother, although I usually speak unreliable, I will still talk about the basic principles of being a man, you can say it." Wang Dong swore an oath.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaofan gently put his hands on his younger brother's shoulders and said, "Actually, I am the god of the Internet, a mortal. ā€

After Wang Dong heard this, he really looked very shocked.

He also put his hands on Wang Xiaofan's shoulders with a serious expression, and said seriously: "Brother, I also have a secret to tell you, that is, in fact, I am the boss of the penguins, Ma Huateng, and I am in charge of the whole ball." You are my men. ā€

When Wang Xiaofan heard this, he said a little helplessly: "I'm really a mortal, why don't you believe it!" ā€

"I also said, I'm really a horse painting vine, why don't you believe it? My own brother, although I am two, I am not stupid. Wang Dong said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I won't explain it to you. What type of writing do you want to write, I can give you some pointers. ā€

As soon as Wang Dong talked about it, he became excited again, and he said: "I want to write a book of cultivation, I have thought of the name, so I will name it after my idol." ā€

"Oh? What is your name? Wang Xiaofan said curiously.

But when Wang Dong said the name he wanted to write, Wang Xiaofan almost didn't fall down.

"The name is "The Legend of Mortal Cultivators", hehe, touch the light of my idol."

After a moment's errand, Wang Xiaofan wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Who is your protagonist."