"What do you mean it's none of your business? …… No...... What the hell is going on...... How do you control my body? Xia Meng felt that her five senses were recovering, and her body gradually became conscious.

"The time is almost up, and you can ...... too Return...... Go to ......"

Meng Meng's voice became smaller and quieter, until it disappeared from Xia Meng's mind.

The crowd on the street was endless, and Xia Meng stood on the road like an SB.

Can you go back? How to get back, at the cost, by way? Xia Meng was surprised and puzzled, and many questions poured into his mind, of course, there were many troubles.

Cell phone!

Xia Meng thought of a way to contact Mengmeng and went back to the hotel in a panic.

Along the way, Xia Meng's brain is still spinning: system, dream, ability, possession.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility, money? It seems that the function of the system always revolves around money, and her change is also because the first pot of gold was remitted into the account.

Does it make her more money, what does the system need money for? Could it be that this junk system needs to be recharged to activate the function?

Countless questions made Xia Meng's head explode, and when she returned to the hotel, she saw Ke Wei leaning against the door of the hotel in a daze, next to what Xia Meng had fallen.

"Sorry...... Sorry, there may have been some problems just now. Xia Meng touched her head, not knowing how to explain.

"I see!" Ke Wei said lightly, handed over the things to Xia Meng, and left without looking back.

No...... What do you understand, how do you understand, I'm all confused, okay? Xia Meng can't say that she is bitter, and sure enough, she is pretending to be cute, and it is her rhythm that is bitter.

It is estimated that Bai Fumei is destined to miss her, Xia Meng cleaned up her mood and took her mobile phone to contact Mengmeng, but found that she was not online.

"Alas!" Xia Meng sighed dryly, it seems that he has been busy for two days, he hasn't mixed up, he has spent all his money, and he owes a lot of debts, and he will be demolished tomorrow, this is the rhythm of hitting the street.

Swiping the phone, Xia Meng looked at what friends Mengmeng could rely on, and then suddenly a message came:

"Xiao Xia, the phone can't get through, there's no phone bill, last month's salary was settled, come to the gym at 11 o'clock."

The sender is President Cheng, who is the door he led Meng Meng into, and he usually takes good care of Meng Meng.

It seems that Xia Mengmeng trained and worked in the gym before, and there are such good things, the salary that is picked up for nothing.

For Xia Meng, it was really a long drought and a rainy day, and he was worried when he came to a message, so he didn't think about going straight to the gym.

Penguin Comics HQ.

He Di came to the company with dark circles under his eyes and dragged heavy steps.

At the elevator entrance, He Di bumped into his rival Lao Zhao, and the old guy greeted He Di with a smile: "Morning, Xiao Di, why is your face so ugly, young man, you should pay more attention to your body." ”

"Hehe, that's what you said." He Di replied lightly, but he scolded his mother in his heart, it's not you old bastards who handed over all the work to him, he was busy with Xia Meng's business yesterday, he worked overtime until two o'clock, and he actually had the face to say such things in the morning.

The two walked into the elevator, and it turned out to be all editors in the same office.

"Xiao Di, last night your two authors PK had a fight on the stage, you said you had to recommend that god fist, now it's okay." Lao Cheng took the lead.

"My fault, my fault." He Di replied expressionlessly.

"Young people don't want to soar into the sky, not every newcomer can be like Teacher Xing. Li Shaobai is such a good seedling, why don't you cherish it, Xiaodi? Lao Zhao looked distressed.

"The author called Cute Cat has potential, but it's not enough to argue with Li Shaobai, it's just as rushing as Xiao Di you." An editor with the surname Zhou interjected.

"It is estimated that there is no scum left, when I watched it yesterday, the number of votes was 1:3, and Li Shaobai led by more than 20,000 votes." Another edit interjected.

"Ah, I'm in trouble." Lao Zhao frowned and said: "You said that the newcomer PK lost so badly on the stage, and today the recommended position replaced Li Shaobai's position, fans won't trouble the editor, right?" ”

"Xiaodi, you will go elsewhere today, stay safe in the company, I heard that Li Shaobai's fans are all short-tempered, and it will not be good if something happens." Lao Cheng said with a smile.

The elevator finally arrived, He Di breathed a long sigh of relief, he finally didn't have to put up with these old guys, he hurried back to his seat.

Xiao Tan, who is a statistical data, sent a summary of the data of yesterday's comics as usual for the editors in charge to refer to and analyze.

"I'll come, I'll come, I want to see how many votes Li Shaobai won." If the task of obtaining data in the past was done by He Di, today Lao Cheng rushed forward with a brisk step.

"Don't, let me come, I have the best friendship with Xiao Di, this is about Xiao Di's life safety." Zhou bian also rushed to get the data.

"Let's come, anyway, Li Shaobai has won, Xiao Di knows in his heart, and he must have a countermeasure. I'm looking forward to seeing if my star breaks the seventh record. Lao Zhao went up last, and the other editors returned to their seats stupidly.

"There it is!" That being said, Lao Zhao directly got the data of yesterday's PK station, ""A Dream Returns to Tang" 34,230 votes, "The First Divine Fist...... Piece...... Ten...... 100 ......"

Zhao Lao's voice suddenly became very quiet, and the people around him lifted their spirits.

"Xiao Tan, are you mistaken?" Lao Zhao held the data, his face was ugly.

"Make no mistake, this data is too large, and we have verified it deliberately." Xiao Tan said honestly

"What's wrong?" Other editors asked.

"Did you brush it?" Lao Zhao's hand trembled slightly, looking at Xiao Tan

"We have analyzed it many times, and it seems that it is not, and the editor-in-chief has verified it just now. Nothing, I'll go to work first. ”

After Xiao Tan left, Lao Zhao's face turned pale, and the data in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Puzzled editors gathered around to pick up the paper.

But the next moment, the eager editors dispersed in a hurry, and they all returned to their own actions, and their faces were very embarrassed.

What's the situation? He Di looked confused, did these guys take the wrong medicine? He had already prepared in his heart, and he also checked the data before he was busy with work yesterday, Li Shaobai was greatly ahead because of the vote, so Xia Meng would be too surprised if he lost, but it was just ...... Don't these guys want data? There is no meeting today.

He Di got up and picked up the piece of paper, and the data came into his eyes.

"...... Ten...... Hundred...... Thousand! He Di did what Lao Zhao had done before, and then his mind went blank.

"One hundred and sixty thousand!"

If his mathematical knowledge is not wrong, the data of "The First Divine Fist" is right, this is a dream, right?

He Di's mind flashed almost all of Lao Zhao's previous questions, and his hand holding the paper was also trembling, unlike Lao Zhao's anger, he was excited.

"I'm going to fetch water."

"I'm smoking a cigarette outside."

"I'm going to make copies."

The editors left in embarrassment, and the office was about to change the rhythm of the day!

If He Di has another genius under him, will he instruct them like Lao Zhao instructed others, everyone suddenly felt that it was not a good taste.

"Teacher Xingxing came to the headquarters today to broadcast live publicity, and I will pick him up." Lao Zhao was the last to get up.

"Isn't it noon?" He Di raised his eyebrows, quite proud, he knew that the interview with the newcomer Wang would be held today, he was very concerned about it before, but now it is much easier.

"At noon, there was a live broadcast of Alison challenging the tenth gym, and the whole country watched it, of course it had to be staggered!" Lao Zhao said solemnly.

"Oh."

He Di smiled slightly, he was the only one in the huge office, and he was indescribably comfortable.