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The weather begins to cool down in October, and the temperature difference between day and night is a bit overwhelming, and the air is mixed with a faint cold wind blowing from the Western Siberian plateau, which covers the whole autumn with a layer of frost.

At this time, Huang Haiming's mood, although Huang Haiming insisted on continuous updates, and the total number of monthly passes had accumulated to 1,300 votes, he was still blocked from the top five portals, although in the process

Moved forward by one, but it just can't fulfill Huang Haiming's wish, Huang Haiming is uncomfortable, and the majority of book friends are not comfortable, "Online Game Super Player" has accumulated so many fans in more than a month, and everyone who can vote for a monthly ticket is almost exhausted, and now I can only look at those old bookworms who still hide the monthly pass, and it is not easy to get their approval to vote for a monthly ticket, just the level of writing

In terms of Huang Haiming, he is very self-aware, he has only only reached the bronze level, relying on the novel theme of "Super Player of Online Games" and its own quality, in order to stand out among newcomers, but there is still an obvious gap with many gods with rich writing experience.

"Do I really want to end up in regret, even if I can win the first place next time, it will be an unperfect ending," Huang Haiming fell into deep thought as he sat in his chair.

In the fan base, die-hard fans such as Allure are also trying to find a way, and it is uncomfortable for the books they support to be stuck outside the top five, and everyone has put in so much effort, but they are only short of their goal

One step, I'm afraid that even if I think about it later, it will be a knot in my heart that cannot be untied. From October 1 to now, Allure has rewarded more than 1 million coins, but it still can't break out of the blockade of "Blasphemy", the god of Yanyu Jiangnan, which ranks fifth.

Huang Haiming stopped pondering, got up, added a thicker coat, the weather gradually turned cold, as if Huang Haiming's mood at this time, he was unwilling, really unwilling, he had been struggling for nearly five days and five nights, would it end so gloomily? Some people may think that Huang Haiming should be content, but who knows how much Huang Haiming and his book friends who support him have paid, and the cold wind in the sky is bursting out,

The blowing makes people want to doze off unconsciously.

After a simple rest of two hours, Huang Haiming sat down at the computer desk again with a tired heart, didn't look at anything, didn't pay attention to anything, just sat down and fell into a state of codewords, Huang Haiming didn't want to say anything, and didn't want to go to the book review to read the comments, that kind of ending was too hurtful, Huang Haiming didn't want to urge the tears of book friends, with tragedy and unwillingness, Huang Haiming resolutely abandoned all the distractions in his heart, immersed in the state of codewords, forgot time, forgot space, forgot himself, forgot all the things that can be forgotten, The mind flowed automatically, the hands danced uncontrollably, and all the grief and indignation disappeared, leaving only the light and quiet Huang Haiming.

Perhaps, Xu Wei in "Super Player of Online Games" is also in the mood at this time, with emotional integration, soul dependence, no self-forgetting, no sustenance, no concern, empty and self-clear. There is only one thing left in the world.

Huang Haiming was immersed in the state of code words, I don't know how long it took, an hour, a month, or a year, Huang Haiming seemed to hear a voice echoing in his mind. "Congratulations to the host, open a short-term state of unity between heaven and man, in which the code words will not be affected by external objects, and the writing ability will be maximized, and you can write the things that are most in your heart, and can best express the mood and thoughts in your heart." However, Huang Haiming didn't know anything about this qiē, but was deeply intoxicated, forgetting the sky, forgetting things, and forgetting himself.

The time on the clock turned round and round, never stopping and working mechanically, Huang Haiming felt that he had a dream at this time, dreaming of what he had thought in his dream before, and it was a martial arts dream, as if he understood why Li Xunhuan was drunk in the rivers and lakes, why that ordinary flying knife could cut the sun and the moon, frightening ghosts and gods, and forgetting about things and me.

When Huang Haiming woke up again, it was already noon the next day, for what happened yesterday Huang Haiming can only vaguely remember the sporadic things, Huang Haiming only knows that his body has entered the state of 'unity of heaven and man', and then only the five chapters in front of him should be of good quality should be above the gold level of the novel chapter, you won't feel anything strange when you read it carefully, but when you think about it carefully, it can pull your mind, and unconsciously bring you into the protagonist's emotions, for his changes or joy or sadness, can not be yourself.

Looking at the five chapters in front of him, Huang Haiming was in a trance for a while, and he was reluctant to send it out for some reason, as if these were written about himself, his own heart, and his own feelings, Huang Haiming closed his eyes, and then clicked to upload the chapter, and uploaded these five together.

There is nothing to give up, there is nothing to gain, there is nothing unwilling, only to give up to have.

Huang Haiming didn't go to see the results of "Super Player of Online Games" again, didn't go to see the monthly pass, and didn't go to 100~10,000\ small! Speaking the tear-jerking words of support from his friends, he closed his laptop and walked out of the bedroom by himself, out of this place where he struggled for seven days, and out of this heart that may be remembered in his heart for the rest of his life and will never be forgotten.

The weather outside was still a little cold, and the dead leaves on the trees were scattered with the wind, scattered, and fluttered with the wind, drifting to the distance of heaven and earth.

Because today is October 7th, many students have begun to return to school, in fact, many people came back yesterday, but Huang Haiming didn't know, looking at the walking people coming and going, Huang Haiming walked around aimlessly, and then, Huang Haiming stood alone, for a long time, for a long time, and finally, resolutely walked back to the dormitory when the sun set.

At this time, Ren Tianqi had already returned, but he had a calmer aura than before, a little less youthful and frivolous, or, what had happened in the past few days. Huang Haiming walked over and hugged Ren Tianqi directly, didn't say anything, Ren Tianqi didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, although they have only been together for more than a month, but real friendship only needs a quarter of an hour is enough, this kind of friendship is not the kind of fox friends and dog friends who are blessed and rich, and people go to tea and cool. Instead, they stand silently behind you when you need help the most.

When you are in power, everyone is smiling at you, looking very attentive, but it is all fake, and when you lose power, everyone is still smiling at you, with coldness, but in the end it is true. It is normal for people to go to tea and cool it, but the one who is willing to accompany you to drink cold tea and sit on the cold bench will be regarded as a friend.

Huang Haiming knew that during the eleventh day, Ren Tianqi secretly supported himself with the trumpet in exchange for a monthly pass, although his strength was limited, but that was his heart, Huang Haiming also pretended not to know, enjoying this rare warmth, the crowd walked into the school gate one after another, walked into the dormitory, at about 8 o'clock in the evening, Zheng Zaihong, Ye Wudao returned to the dormitory one after another. Huang Haiming simply hugged them and chatted with them, without looking at the computer, unwilling to mix a trace of other things in this pure friendship.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Huang Haiming did it again in front of the computer desk, gently clicked on the computer screen, "Super Player of Online Games" was in the fifth place, Huang Haiming closed his eyes tightly, but the tears secretly ran out, Huang Haiming wanted to cry, crying with laughter.

Huang Haiming entered the book review area and simply said thank you, thank you to those brothers and sisters who followed me during the eleventh day. Whether it's a monthly pass or a recommendation vote, even if it's a casual click, it's my biggest support.

I don't know how many book friends cried at this time, crying with a smile, the effort was not in vain, God will always reward the diligent. Perhaps, when they are telling stories for their children and grandchildren, they will still recall the madness and youth of these years.

The glory of November is mine and yours.

Youth has no regrets.

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