Zhao Yang is a guy who plays plagiarism, so he naturally doesn't understand the mood of lychee at present......

But the first place on this new book list is definitely lost, but it is certain......

So Zhao Yang is not happy......

That girl just now, who was so disdainful of it, didn't I have no choice?

Am I happy to cheat otherwise? Cheating doesn't work out of the feature!

You are an unlucky system, you are really afraid of death as an uncle!

Very small citizens, or very small people, cursed the system

Then I turned around and remembered the book I read last night......

There is a vague saying, "Mrs. is born into the world net, and the flies fight for the ants." That is, in ancient times, it was called the Changxin Festival, and it was often forged feathers and bound like a horse......"

The author has a strong Confucian stubborn atmosphere, and has the unique didactic face of Confucius's disciples

"In the snares of the world, those who are like flies fighting for blood, like ants chasing profit...... That's what you're talking about, you idiots, hurry up and worship my uncle......"

Zhao Yang's glass heart sat down, and he felt that he was ridiculed when he read this book, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and finally he was stimulated......

I turned on the computer and directly updated the manuscript of the remaining four chapters

It's a special one, the uncle can't do it, and he sells his children to buy meat to eat......

Then, take a shower, use a lot of shower gel, and squeeze more toothpaste!

The good clothes at the bottom of the box, a body of more than 3,000, take it out and wear it......

Wearing clothes of 3,000 yuan, eating breakfast at the stall, you will lose, leek filling, cabbage filling, tofu brain soy milk and spicy soup are all on it, twelve yuan is twelve yuan, but that's it!

When Zhao Yang added ten pies, a bowl of spicy soup, a bowl of tofu brain, and a cup of soy milk, and transferred them to his stomach almost like a whale swallow, he felt a faint pain in his entire stomach and wanted to vomit.

But as the blood pools into the stomach to digest the food, the mind cools down a little.

The fear in my heart dispelled a little bit.

This is with a talking tiger following you, you can't get rid of it, you can only do what it says, and do something to give you some cooked rabbit roe deer, and a sister-in-law and sister-in-law who can take it off...... I feel like I don't care about eating or having fun......

But one day I knew that this beast, who talked and did things like a human, smiled and said that he was fattened and wanted to bite you a piece of meat to eat......

Whoever puts it on it, it's Zhao Yang's state......

Zhao Yang, who calmed down, tried to communicate with the system......

"Just deduct my life for half a year? Nothing else, right? ”

The system is still the emotionless electronic sound that is going to die

"Since the host has not completed the task of this new book list during the novice protection period, the life span will be halved and the ...... will be three months"

Malegobi's, you can't become a beauty, forget it, such a mechanical nature is really fucked, it's really all according to the rules...... It's hard to fool around......

This is only the first time, can you still live if you keep detaining yourself in the future?

Zhao Yang cautiously tried to say:

"Can you change hosts?"

"The host of this [network text system] is designated by the Red Clay Green Wine Yellow Shirt of the Traverser Association...... You cannot unbind the ...... until all tasks have been completed."

After all, this book is not as good as "Dust", and I don't dare to change the protagonist until the end of the book, otherwise I will have to fight to death on the street......

Zhao Yang is already dead...... Sitting in his seat with his aching stomach spread

The breakfast seller wandered over:

"What's wrong with the kid, what's going on? I've heard of borrowing wine to drown your sorrows, but you can save money by eating seafood......"

Zhao Yang sighed faintly:

"The threshold, if you can get by, you will be a man, but if you can't get by, you will die..."

The old man wiped his hands and sat next to Zhao Yang with his waist propped up.

"This person, as long as he doesn't worry about eating and drinking, and is safe without being wronged, no one will twitch his head and climb hard, and finally he will die of ordinary old age......"

"There is another kind, which is not allowed by all kinds of requests, whether it is to eat a full stomach or get a woman, or it is wronged by someone else's white eyes, and it is not necessary to climb up like a mad dog...... I don't care about being gentle and frugal... I don't care about comfort..."

After he was in his twenties and thirties, he continued to burn until he died, and he saw a lot of scenery that others couldn't see......

"I've lived for almost seventy years, and I can't say which one is good, but these two ways of living are not bad, but ......"

"So, it's nothing now, and it's a good thing to see the climate in a few years......"

Belch...... Zhao Yang was dumbfounded, he had heard that the place in Shaolin Temple was an unreliable abbot, and there was a terrific sweeping uncle hundreds of years ago......

When you come out for breakfast, you can meet an old man who has brainwashing skills and does not lose to the illegal sales gang...... Damn, he can't have done this before, right......

Zhao Yang was wandering out of the world there, and no one knew how much he heard this...... Anyway, in the end, I threw fifteen yuan to the old man and didn't let the old man find money......

......**Divider......

When Zhao Yang came to the publishing house, he was quite surprised, because he got up earlier today because of his mood.

But I didn't expect that there were already many people in the one-story building of the publishing house, although he must have never met a newcomer who had only been on work for three or four days, but he must be from this publishing house......

I caught a buddy and asked before I knew that today was a big day......

It feels very high-end, Su Tang doesn't know what the way is, it is very against the sky, and he actually found several middle-level leaders of Wenjiang to come over and hold a seminar......

Anyway, it alarmed several leaders of the publishing house, and the half-retired President Du said that he would attend......

The fat man who was dragged didn't want to take care of Zhao Yang, and was taking out pistachios from the pocket of a suit to eat.

Then after a few words, he said that he was addicted. With this pistachio, he chatted endlessly with Zhao Yang......

In the end, Zhao Yang helplessly looked at the fat man who was half a head shorter than himself, but he really lived up to the word white fat.

According to Mr. Cao Xueqin's words: "Zhao Yang can't help but sigh that the fat brother in front of him is as beautiful as white jade......"

The so-called white covers a hundred ugliness, but it can't cover the fat, but Zhao Yang has to admit that if this fat man is no less than 200, if he loses 50 pounds with an iron heart, he will definitely be much more handsome than the group of girls in the entertainment industry......

Of course, this is not the reason why Zhao Yangken endured the fat man's nagging for ten minutes, the reason why this is so is because the middle-aged girl who was dragged during the interview and the menstrual period just now actually smiled politely and carefully when she passed by this fat man......

It's like the demeanor of a young master of a family, but in any novel, this kind of young master who looks brainless is one of the good tools for the protagonist.

For example, in Zhou Xingxing's movie, the two mentally handicapped sons in Washington, or traveling to the Ming Dynasty, the author also arranged for the protagonist to train Zhengde's brain-dead child.

Zheng Zhao Yang was about to say: "You are too fat I can't see your bones, but ...... Anyway, it's pretty good, so why don't you mess with me......" or something.

I saw the fat man who had been chattering for a long time, finally stopped, took out what seemed to be the last pistachio in his pocket, pinched it open, bit it into his mouth fiercely, and muttered and scolded

"Su Tang, that girl, what else can you do besides doing it, one day you will lose to death, do you still have to go to the station, the street......... Damn, anyway, it has nothing to do with a little person like Xiaoye........."