As an international metropolis, Shanghai looks bright and full of flowers on the outside, but it also has a dark and dilapidated interior. The shanty houses here and there are like the sores hidden in the body of this gorgeous beast, inconspicuous but its existence cannot be ignored.

In a bungalow rental house of less than ten square meters, there is only a single bed, a desk that can barely maintain balance with a book on one of its legs, and a worn-out old computer on the table.

The old chassis is still working, the blades are whining, and the computer screen has long since become the system's default black screensaver because it has not moved for a long time.

There was a man lying on the single bed, with a sloppy hairstyle and a pale face, which could only be seen as a raunchy person. Well, I'll admit that I glorified the man appropriately, and to put it mildly, he was a lazy bachelor, and perhaps he was a little malnourished.

A window was opened on the east wall of the single room, and the window slowly became brighter, and the sunlight spilled into the room through the glass, shining on the man on the bed, and the man still did not move.

I don't know how long it took, but the sunlight in the room had disappeared anyway, and the man groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Chen Ping felt that he had a dream, a dream that made him frightened and carried great joy.

……

Chen Ping is a part-time hand-to-hand worker on a pirated novel website, and if you don't understand this, it can also be said that he is a little minion who plagiarizes other people's works by stealing from others.

Chen Ping, as usual, first received the task from where the line was on, and was crazy about the code words at home, he had been playing by hand for two years, he had already practiced the inhuman hand speed, ten fingers danced, and the blank document was quickly filled with black Song text, at this time, his hand speed had already broken through the 8000 words per hour mark, this is still in the case of the need to look at the genuine version from time to time, if, it is the text in his mind, maybe it can be faster, of course, there is no such if.

For a hand-beaten man like Chen Ping, the salary is naturally calculated according to the number of words he coded, and it is hard to believe the salary when he says it, and there is only a pitiful ten yuan for 10,000 words. Chen Ping needs to work non-stop every day, except for the time when his fingers are stiff and he has to rest, he can code 100,000 words a day.

Long-term exposure to computers, irregular diet, and biological clock disorders have brought about a deep impact on Chen Ping, with a thin figure and a pale complexion, this is Chen Ping's image. Fortunately, Chen Ping doesn't have many friends in this city, and it can even be said that he has no friends, he doesn't need to go out, so naturally no one cares about his image. It's just that whenever the landlord comes to collect the rent, he always looks at Chen Ping with pity, Chen Ping only thinks that he pities his own life, and he doesn't know that in the eyes of the landlord, he is already the same as an addict.

On that day, Chen Ping finally completed the task and exceeded the quota a lot, carefully calculated the results of this month, should be able to get 3,000 yuan, in addition to the 1,005 mailed back to his hometown, he can also leave 1,000 and 5, and then remove the rent of 600 yuan, and the rest can barely guarantee that he will not starve to death.

Chen Ping took a break, and was about to go out for a belated breakfast, when the door of the rental house was suddenly opened, this kind of scene Chen Ping encountered for the first time, he was a little dazed, he looked at a few people standing at the door stupidly, and the surprise in his eyes was even worse.

Two men dressed in police uniforms walked into the house under the guidance of the landlord, glanced at the furnishings in the house with disdain, and then looked at Chen Ping coldly, one of the young men asked Chen Ping arrogantly, "You are Chen Ping?" Flying Bear Net Hand Fight? ”

Chen Ping's mind was suddenly shocked, and he recalled the words of some old-timers in the hand-fighting world.

"Our line of work is like a rat hidden in the dark, if one day it is exposed, what awaits us will be a prison sentence, and we will return to the darkness."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping had already guessed the result, and his expression suddenly became excited, he stood up and walked to the computer.

The slightly older man next to the young man in uniform saw Chen Ping's actions and scolded loudly: "We have all your information, don't think that destroying the computer can wipe out your transaction records, besides, these pediatric actions of yours are not worth mentioning at all in the hands of our elite Internet police." ”

An intoxicating flush appeared on Chen Ping's face, and he smiled at the two Internet policemen, with a crazy look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm just trying to make a living, I work more than twelve hours a day, I can only eat ten yuan of bread a day, I can only huddle in this small rental house every day, and I can only earn more than two thousand yuan a month." More than 2,000 yuan! In your eyes, this is just the cost of a small dinner, right? For me, it's the living expenses of my parents at home, and I haven't harmed others, let alone society, so you can't let me go? Saying that, the madness in Chen Ping's eyes was even worse, he pulled up the latch, dragged it with one hand, and slowly walked to the side of the bed, he clearly remembered that when he rented this cottage, the landlord warned him, saying that there was an aging wire under the head of the bed, and he should be careful not to let the metal touch the messy wire.

The landlord seemed to have guessed Chen Ping's purpose, and Chen Ping's words just now solved his misunderstanding of Chen Ping, and secretly blamed himself in his heart for not doing much, this child's life was hard enough.

"Chen Ping, don't think about it, you go back with them and bravely admit your mistakes, have a better attitude, and come out early to do something else. Don't forget that you are still parents at home, do you want your parents to send white-haired people to black-haired people? ”

Hearing what the landlord said, the two policemen also understood Chen Ping's actions. Chen Ping is just a supernumerary hand-beater, to put it bluntly, he is a minion at most. Even if they were caught, at most it would be a fine plus ideological education, and they didn't expect this young man who looked thin and weak to be so stubborn, and his face suddenly changed.

The slightly older policeman suddenly had a soft smile on his face and persuaded: "Young man, don't get excited, we have already figured out your identity, and you will not go to jail at most." ”

"Fines?"

Hearing these two words, Chen Ping was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and instantly became frightened, staring at the two policemen, and then smiled miserably, and said, "Isn't the fine going to cost my parents' lives?" What shall I punish you? I don't accept such an outcome. With that, the latch in his hand slammed into the harmless-looking thread.

Pain, trembling, fear, darkness.

……

In the dark, Chen Ping let go of his frail body, slowly floated up, and looked at the stunned gazes of the two policemen and the disbelief and guilt in the eyes of the landlord, and he left the rental house.

Floating for a long time, in the dark, Chen Ping didn't know where it was, like the endless void written in the novel, and it was like a netherworld yellow spring.

"What would you do if you were given a chance?"

In the darkness, a voice came.

Chen Ping looked around blankly, but did not find a person, the voice seemed to appear out of thin air, Chen Ping thought about it carefully, and replied: "I can also code words, I want a legal identity, I don't want to live in the dark like a mouse, I want to code words in the open." ”

After Chen Ping answered, he waited for a long time, but he didn't see the voice come again, and laughed at himself, he was hallucinating because of resentment just now!

Just as Chen Ping became calm, a voice suddenly appeared.

"Here's your chance!"

As soon as the voice disappeared, a light gate suddenly appeared in the darkness, and without waiting for Chen Ping to react, a huge suction force came from the light gate, pulling Chen Ping in, and then disappeared.

……

Thinking about his dream carefully, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh. There is also a lot of information in the brain, the owner of this body is a movie website, that is, the small movie that people say in their mouths, he is responsible for collecting videos and uploading them to the website, the nature of his work is the same as his life, he needs to be in front of the computer for a long time, and he is as poor as himself, but it is a little different from himself, he is because of hepatitis, and his body has become so weak. After a long period of accumulation, his condition suddenly broke out last night, and the severe pain caused myocardina to touch to death.

The owner of this body is also called Chen Ping, twenty-five this year, an orphan. In the city, he has only two friends, a man and a woman. Fortunately, there are not many people who know him, and these two people are not in constant contact, Chen Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at the rental house that was somewhat similar to himself, Chen Ping couldn't help but get up and move away from the single bed.

"Whew."

I took a breath, but luckily there was no mess of threads here.

Hearing the whining of the wind direction of the computer, Chen Ping sat in front of the computer, shook the mouse, and the pitch-black screen instantly brightened, and what appeared in front of him was a very colorful website, a seductive blood-gushing picture, and a small amount of text description. Chen Ping smiled, closed the web page, and glanced at it casually, and a string of numbers was displayed in the lower right corner that stunned Chen Ping instantly.

"18 June 2004."