As soon as it was released, Zhang Ning clicked and refreshed with some excitement.

This is a novel written by himself, although it is also plagiarized from later generations, but it is also written by himself. I write a novel that I naturally want someone to read. Even if it's not for QQ, for the novel, Zhang Ning hopes that more people will appreciate and recognize it.

It is a pity that online literature in this era has not yet established a complete set of novel reading platforms. When you publish a work on a forum, you can only see the number of clicks and replies. You can't see other people's favorites, and you can't see other people's recommendations. Not to mention, what a subscription there is.

However, even if it is just a click or a reply, Zhang Ning is looking forward to it at this time.

20 clicks, no one replied.

Seeing such a number, Zhang Ning was a little depressed.

This click is too miserable, even if it is an ordinary author in the future, there will be hundreds or thousands of clicks on a novel.

However, considering that in the 2000s, Internet literature had not yet begun, and the Internet had not yet become popular, I understood it a little.

Refresh it again and finally someone replied.

What a write?

In a word, Zhang Ninglei was half killed.

Nima, the first popular novel on the Internet in later generations, was actually scolded for writing something?

I simply stopped staring and continued to code up the following chapters on the computer.

I coded 30,000 words in one breath, touched my stomach, felt a little hungry, and prepared to go to the cafeteria to eat.

I didn't want to, as soon as I got down the stairs of the dormitory, a fresh fragrance wafted by, and then I bumped into a soft body.

It's not good, it hit someone. Moreover, this is the stairs, Zhang Ning is on the top, and the person who hit is down, that is to say, the person who was hit is likely to fall down the stairs because of his small collision, and may even break his hand or leg. Thousands of thoughts turned in his mind, instinctively, Zhang Ning grabbed downward, wanting to catch the man and prevent him from falling.

Fortunately, Zhang Ning caught it, although it felt like he was in the wrong position, but Zhang Ning didn't let go at all, and finally brought back the person who was hit.

Yes......****.

Although he successfully pulled back a good person who was hit, a shout finally made Zhang Ning see the reality clearly.

It turned out that the person I hit was a sister paper, and his right hand seemed to have grabbed the wrong aspect, and it actually grabbed the chest part of the sister paper. At this time, his right hand has been sticking to it, and he can't say the ****.

With some embarrassment, Zhang Ning quickly took his hand back.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't notice it just now to pull you."

Shaking the right hand that he had just grasped, Zhang Ning had some aftertaste.

It feels good.

The smallest is also C, and it is estimated that it has the strength of D cup.

However, when Zhang Ning looked at this sister paper again, Zhang Ning finally recognized who this beauty was.

"Chi Mengying."

That is, Zhang Ning's squad leader.

"Uh-huh."

Chi Mengying was ashamed, but when she saw Zhang Ning apologize, and she also thought just now that she was walking too fast, if not, it would be impossible to bump into others. And although this guy was shameless, he could be regarded as saving himself, so he had to glare at Zhang Ning and said, "Be careful next time you go down the stairs." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you for your concern, I will pay attention next time."

"Huh, you know me?"

Zhang Ning wanted to nod, but suddenly felt a signal of danger, and hurriedly said, "Haha, classmate Chi is the flower of our academy, where do you not recognize it." Oh, by the way, what are you doing in our boys' dormitory. ”

"I came to find a classmate in our class, this guy has been in class for two months, I heard that he has come back in the past few days, and I want to arrest him to go to class."

"Ah, you're looking for him."

Zhang Ning burst into tears, Nima, she actually came to find herself.

Sure enough, as the roommate said, this sister paper is cruel enough.

Fortunately, I haven't been in class for a few days, otherwise, I would have been recognized by this sister paper.

Pressing down the hat, Zhang Ning said, "Are you here to find Zhang Ning?" ”

"How do you know?"

"Of course I know, scum like Zhang Ning who takes classes every day, our entire dormitory building knows about it."

"Do you know which dorm he's in?"

"It seems to be 707."

"Thanks, I'll go find him."

"You're welcome."

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ning hurriedly slipped away.

How could 707 be the dormitory where Zhang Ning lives, Zhang Ning lives in 302.

Even if Zhang Ning directly reported the location of his dormitory, Chi Mengying would not be able to find himself at this time.

However, at this time, where did Zhang Ning dare to stay in the dormitory building any longer, and in a few seconds, he had completely disappeared.

"Where did this kid go?"

Naturally, Chi Mengying went to 707, where is the shadow of 707.

Could it be that this guy is out?

Or, didn't he live in 707?

"Classmate, may I ask, do you know which dormitory Zhang Ning lives in?"

Ji Mengying asked when she saw another classmate.

"Zhang Ning? It seems to be in 302. ”

A classmate who seemed to have heard Zhang Ning's name said.

"Thank you."

However, when Chi Mengying went to 302 again, she didn't find Zhang Ning.

"Did this guy know he was coming for him?"

No, it won't.

Chi Mengying shook her head, she attacked alone this time, and she didn't even tell Zhang Ning's roommate.

However, at this time, Zhang Ning was still not found.

"Hmph, next time, I'll come again, Zhang Ning, I don't believe it, I can't catch you."

Cursing Zhang Ning at the corner of his mouth, Chi Mengying couldn't help but drip, "Hey, that kid just now, why does he seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

"Finally gone."

Seeing Chi Mengying leave the boys' dormitory building, Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did this sister come to me for nothing, she was really idle and had nothing to do."

I remember that in my previous life, Zhang Ning also went to college, but at that time, no one really cared if you went to class or not.

Could it be that this is the difference between a famous school and an ordinary school, even a class leader is so ideologically conscious.

However, for the sake of safety in the future, Zhang Ning found the dormitory manager.

"Uncle, I want to complain to you."

"Ah, classmate, what are you kidding about, complaining about me for something?"

The dormitory manager is about 60 years old, has a little gray beard, and smiles all day long, mingling with everyone.

Obviously, the uncle is also a little bored, why does this young man have nothing to complain about?

"Uncle, I'm not kidding, I really want to complain about you."

"Okay, classmate, then you can say it, what do you want to complain about me, what I did wrong, I will definitely correct it."

"Uncle, I complained that you let girls into the boys' dormitory, but the school has a rule that girls can't enter the boys' dormitory. No, you still have it here. However, just now I saw a girl enter the boys' dormitory, but you didn't stop her. ”

"This ......"

Uncle has some embarrassment.

The school has such a rule, but for more than ten years, it has not been strictly followed, and the school leaders have not paid much attention to this rule. In addition, the university is a free world, and this rule does not allow male students to enter the dormitory for male students, or does not allow male students to enter the dormitory for female students.

But now, it was precisely because of this rule that a classmate actually came to complain about him.

Of course, if it was someone else, maybe he wouldn't have paid attention to Zhang Ning at all.

However, the uncle is an honest person and a responsible person. Uncle is very attentive to his job. I thought to myself that although the school did not pay attention to this rule, no one had complied with it for more than ten years. However, that's how the regulations are written. If this student really complains, it seems that he has indeed violated the rules.

The uncle, who had never received a complaint for more than ten years, immediately said, "Classmate, you are right. In the future, I will never allow girls to enter the boys' dormitory. ”

"Uh-huh, uncle, that's right. I'm just talking to you, I'm not going to complain......"

Seeing that the uncle was serious, Zhang Ning was very happy, "This bag of China, uncle, you smoke, I'll go back first." ”

took the Chinese cigarette stuffed from Zhang Ning's hand, and the uncle was a little confused.

What the hell is this classmate here for?

Complain about yourself, why do you still stuff a pack of cigarettes for yourself to smoke?

Strange, really weird.

After a little turmoil, Zhang Ning returned to the dormitory, entered the Tianya Forum, and once again looked at the first intimate contact he posted.

Finally, this time, the first intimate encounter officially attracted the attention of others.

On the second floor, it's still that sentence, what is written?

However, the 3rd floor was immediately followed, "Upstairs 2 forced, this novel is simply too classic." ”

Then, the 4th floor also replied, "I completely agree with the opinion of the 3rd floor, since ancient times, the 2nd floor has been ****, such a powerful novel, what did he say about writing." ”

5th Floor: Nima, this is the most I've ever seen.

6th Floor: It's so good, it's so good, it's so good, that a novel can be written like this.

7th floor: The landlord is talented, update quickly, don't wait.

8th floor: The style of the landlord has a unique style, different, the story is interesting, the dialogue is wonderful, powerful, come on.

9th floor: A thousand words only gather one sentence, landlord, there is, there is.

10th Floor: Damn, you're all done talking to me, what did I say?

11th Floor: ......

A classic is indeed a classic, and although the first intimate contact appeared in front of everyone in advance, he also caused a sensation.

Originally, there was not a lot of traffic in the dance and ink section, and there was no sub-section with a lot of replies, because of the appearance of the first intimate contact, many people kept posting, and sent private messages to the landlord again and again, hoping that he would update more. In the same way, Zhang Ning's novel, which was serialized in the forum, has also skyrocketed in clicks in the reading of netizens again and again.

Nalan Rongruo.

The first moderator of Tianya is also the veteran of Tianya and a partner of Tianya.

Since NetEase held the Internet Olympics, online advertising has received the attention of enterprises, and many companies have also seen the power of online advertising and are willing to spend more money on online advertising. Although Tianya is not as good as the three major portals, because of the improvement of the industry, gradually, Tianya has also come out of the unprofitable situation.

However, as a moderator, Nalan Rongruo has some worries these days.

Several of his partners had several meetings, and they deliberately wanted to stop the sub-section of Tianya Dance and Dance.

What they mean is that this subreddit is too unpopular, and it is better to change the name to another one.

Dancing and writing is a section that Nalan Rongruo has always liked very much, and in it, he has seen a lot of literary young people who like novels, poetry, and writing. Here, there are a lot of different ideas. He felt that Wuwen couldn't be replaced, and he didn't have any sub-sections that could be replaced, although Nalan Rongruo had always insisted on it, but after all, he had to focus on the overall situation, and Nalan Rongruo didn't know if he could keep this one section.

Click on the "Dance Text Version" sub-section, Nalan Rongruo wants to take a good look at this sub-section. Perhaps, in the future, this section will disappear, or, in another, smaller subcategory, she will still be able to recall some familiar names, IDs.