At the top right of the web page, there is a ** registration and login entrance.

At the top, there's a blank search box.

Lowering his head and staring at the keyboard intently, Wen Yang carefully typed his original Weibo name in the search box, and pressed the enter key - the enter key of this old-fashioned keyboard is really well designed, so big, so easy to press, the designer should be awarded.

"Sorry, we didn't find any results for 'Xiaohuaer 2333'."

A line of words jumped out.

Wen Yang was silent.

So, in 2009, I really hadn't registered Weibo yet?

Originally, when Wenyang registered himself as a micro-bo, he just wanted to take an ID of "Xiaohuaer", but he didn't expect that there were already netizens with this name, so he had no choice but to add a 2333 to the back.

2333 is the Internet word I learned when I was mixing cats, and the kind of interpretation of beating the ground and laughing is very funny, so I always remember it, so "Xiaohuaer 2333" has become Wenyang's micro-bo name.

Clicking the back button and glancing at the orange "Register Now" button on the screen, Wenyang hesitated.

Do you want to take a new name to register Weibo, or continue to use the name "Xiaohuaer 2333" to register Weibo?

If you use the name of "Xiaohuaer 2333" to register**, will it affect the direction of some things in a book-reading-novel xstxt?

After becoming a husky, Wen Yang has been thinking about whether his human self has disappeared.

The result of thinking is, of course, no result.

With all kinds of worries and timidity, after struggling for a while, Wenyang clicked on the email to register.

Originally, when "Xiaohuaer 2333" was registered, he used his own **mailbox, Wenyang didn't dare to use **mailbox, thought about it, and decided to enter his QQ mailbox that year, and named this new micro bo "Xiaohuaer 233" - only one less than "Xiaohuaer 2333".

Finally landed in.

The excitement gradually calmed down, and after thinking about it, Wen Yang didn't know what the name of the microbo registered by Tong Jun and Xia Wei was, but it must be right to use "moon and a half" as a keyword search.

Slowly knock on "month and a half", press enter, select "original", and a row of search results will appear.

Rubbing and rubbing the mouse wheel, Wen Yang quickly searched.

Got it.

Here!

"Moon Half Walk 1: King of the Grove"

"Moon and a Half Miniature 2: Defend the Kingdom"

"Moon Half Micro Man 3: Moon Half King's Temporary Castle"

……

I've started serializing a micro-comic series.。

Clicked into this microbo called "Moon and a Half King", Wenyang found that although this microbo only pays attention to dozens of people, it already has more than 3,000 fans, and the only five microblogs in it have hundreds of retweets and comments behind each of them, and the earliest microbo has more than 5,000 retweets, and several forwarders have a large number of fans, which has reached six figures.

Clicking on the comments, Wen Yang browsed it casually, either praising the moon and half Wang Meng, or laughing at the husky two, and many netizens were in Aite's own friends, and some people were crazy urging the blogger to hurry up and update the moon and a half microman. Although it was chaotic, it was also very lively.

Flipping through the web page, Wen Yang read the five ** one by one.

Xia Wei is very good at painting.

She vividly sketched his various postures with thin black lines, some expressions were deliberately exaggerated and cartoonish, and then colored with thin watercolor paint, with Tong Jun's funny text, the small and fresh painting style brought a little whimsical joy and funny, Wen Yang couldn't help but grin at the computer while watching.

Ha, is this really yourself?

From a different point of view, it seems to be a little cuter.

After reading it**, Wen Yang pushed the mouse, clicked the attention button of Weibo, and after searching for news about Weibo by the way, he carefully deleted the Internet record, turned off the computer lightly, and crawled back to Lemon to lie down.

Early the next morning, before Wenyang could go out to "explore the truth", Tong Jun came.

Before Gong Jiang finished breakfast, he opened the door for Tong Jun and let him into the house in surprise.

Because the department was going to have a short meeting in the morning, Gong Jiang was in a hurry, sucking and drinking porridge with preserved eggs, and listening to Tong Jun crackling and talking there.

"What? Micro comics? ”

Gong Jiang blushed, easily swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and laughed out loud, "You're not kidding me, where are you going to find someone to tinker with this kind of thing, can it be done?" ”

Tong Jun smiled very heartily: "With a buddy I recently met, I specialize in painting, he is responsible for painting, I will match the text, there is no problem with the cooperation, proper." I don't know if I can do it or not, at least I have already got an investment of 100,000 yuan, so let's keep doing it and see the effect. ”

Gong Jiang became interested, looked at the time, simply put down the porridge bowl, and urged Tong Jun to finish his words quickly.

"Zhao Han? He invested 100,000 in you?! ”

Nodding, Tong Jun stretched out his head to look at the door of Lemon's room, and looked at the husky who had just popped out half of his head: "Yes, I gave him a plan, if the effect is good, there will be additional money in the future, maybe I can make a name for myself here." So, I want to ask you to apply, if there's anything to do, let me talk to your family more everywhere, looking for materials and inspiration, what interesting things I don't know, you can also tell me, is it convenient for you to see? ”

Wen Yang heard the movement, just stretched his waist, jumped out of bed slowly, and as soon as he left the door, he heard Tong Jun's application.

Isn't it, I have to live in Tong's house again and buy takeout for Tong Jun?

Fortunately, Gong Jiang thought about it for a while and gave a reply.

"You two, this is an authentic paparazzi. Anyway, we're not far away, so you can come to the house to play more often. Our big hair life is also very simple, that is, every day to walk around, wander around, there is a small butterfly dog in the next building is its friend, or go to the pet training camp with Lemon's big friend Lin Lan. I'm here whenever you want, come whenever you want, it's going out for a stroll, and you just happen to bump into it, so you can hang out with it, and it's okay. As for Miss Lin, I'll ask Lemon to ask you to see if other girls are willing to let you follow, after all, if you follow Da Mao to the training camp, it is equivalent to following Lin Lan. ”

Tong Jun was very happy, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Gong Jiang.

"Okay, thank you! This is the URL of Da Mao micro comics.,You can see it when you open it in your browser.,We're doing it now with a platform called micro-bo.,The response is good.,If you're interested, you can go and see.。 ”

Gong Jiang nodded, took the paper and put it in his pocket, wiped his mouth, and went out of the house with Tong Jun one after the other.

I don't know how Gong Jiang will react when he sees this micro-cartoon named Yueban.

Wen Yang imagined this scene, happily rushed to the sofa and rolled over twice, almost biting the sofa skin and gnawing twice.