In charge of his instructor is Professor Wang Jian'an, who teaches basic computer courses.

However, Professor Wang obviously didn't take the matter of guiding him to complete the work to heart, and after the computer room threw down a sentence and pondered it for himself, he didn't know where to go.

What can I do?

I wanted to ask for advice just now.

Facing a blank screen, Hao Yun tapped the mouse with his index finger, almost clicking the left button, and he didn't come up with a clue.

It is the first time he has heard of such a strange test question that can make people think about the process of life.

“…… Actually, it's a philosophical question, right? ”

No, it could be a math problem.

After all, what could be more doubtful in this world than mathematics?

"Forget it, it's better to sit here than to do something else......"

Anyway, being idle is idle, Hao Yun opened the chivalrous network, went into the author's background and glanced at it.

Collection 222, click 1444, the number is quite auspicious, but he can't see anything without a recommendation.

As for the author's background, there is still no news of a contract.

However, Hao Yun is not in a hurry, although he has never written a serial novel, he will still use the search tool.

According to the experience of those sand sculpture netizens who seem to be great gods on the Internet, you don't need to look at the data before the first recommendation, because you can't see anything. If you want to continue writing, you have to wait for the first recommendation.

Thinking of this, Hao Yun no longer looked at the author's background, but opened the comment area.

Originally, he wanted to see how these people boasted about themselves, but he didn't expect to go in at all, except for advertising, he was urging changes.

[Kneel and beg the author to update greatly!] 】

[Pit daddy! I just felt a little bit like it, why is it gone? 】

[Woo woo, no, no, no, it's just seven chapters to cut? ] 】

[The author is dead, and there is something to burn the paper.] 】

“……”

Damn, didn't your dad just take a day off?

How much hatred?

With patience, Hao Yun typed a line of [Don't be impatient, I'll write it now] and sent it out, and then opened the txt file that came with the system.

The plot is all in his head, but he doesn't need to think about it.

The only fly in the ointment is that his typing speed is so slow that he can't help but think to himself when he occasionally deserts, if only these words could run to the screen on their own......

I wrote from noon to evening, and finally finished two chapters.

[In the eighth sword competition in the forest, the crane in the clouds survived. Talking in the temple, the little fire god traveled west for help. 】

[Text: ......]

[Author's note: I'm sorry, something was delayed for a while yesterday, so don't be impatient. 】

"Anyway, let's upload a chapter first."

The remaining Chapter 9 should be saved for tomorrow.

set up a scheduled sending, Hao Yun saw that the time was not early, so he turned off the computer and got up and left the computer room.

In the past few days of military training, the canteen is full every day.

If you don't want to lick the plate, it's better to go early......

……

Canteen.

Because I didn't get to the meal, there weren't a lot of people.

Hao Yun, who had finished eating, happened to see an acquaintance waving his little hand at him, so he walked over there.

Putting down the plate on the opposite side of the dining table, Hao Yun, who had just sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, when he heard Lin Mengmeng sigh softly and whispered.

"I've been so tired lately."

"Is it the race called Shining Stars?"

"The one that's almost ready...... "Lin Mengmeng muttered as he tirelessly picked up the chili peppers in the bowl with chopsticks, "but my agent doesn't seem to be going to let me be idle at all, and helped me sign up for a casting." ”

"Casting?"

As he was talking about this topic, Hao Yun suddenly had a strange premonition in his heart.

Could it be—

"Well, the new work of the great director Tian Ye "Jialan Rain", there is a female supporting role in it that does not have many scenes. Because the filming location is in Jiangcheng, Fuji Teng - it's my agent, who wants me to go to the crew to audition. ”

it?

Really?!

Hao Yun stared at her stunned for a while, and then spoke after a long time.

"Uh, isn't that nice?"

"What a thing," Lin Mengmeng pouted, "That location is far and remote, it takes half a day to go back and forth to school, and I don't want to be an actor." What's so fun about filming, or the music is interesting. ”

To be honest, Hao Yun thinks so too.

As far as his own feelings are concerned, she is obviously more suitable for singing, acting...... Feeling a little dazed?

Every time he thought of this, Hao Yun couldn't help but want to complain, what is the standard for judging the potential value of this broken system.

Isn't it broken......

"Speaking of which, why did you come to dinner so early today? Don't you need military training? ”

Hao Yun: "The dean said that I don't need to train, just participate in the Hope Cup programming competition in the month." ”

Lin Mengmeng was dumbfounded.

"Huh?! Can it still be like this?! ”

“…… Actually, I was quite surprised. ”

After being silent for a while, she said with envy.

"Maybe this is Xueba."

I don't know if it's my own delusion.

Hao Yun always felt that the expression on her face seemed to be a little pity......

……

After dinner, I went back to my bedroom.

As soon as Hao Yun entered the door, he heard Lao Zheng pulling Zhou Xuan and spitting to discuss the chapter he had just uploaded.

Maybe it's because the military training is too boring, this guy has been a little crazy when he reads novels recently, and he will Amway's "The Legend of Shushan Swordsmen" when he meets people, and he looks like a hardcore fan.

On the other hand, Zhou Xuan had a confused expression, and several times awkwardly diverted the topic to express his desire to leave, but was forcibly broken back by Lao Zheng.

Seeing Hao Yun walking back from outside, Zhou Xuan seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly grabbed him, and said without words.

"Brother Yun! Doesn't it feel cool to not have military training? Isn't it exciting? ”

"Hey deer, I've been in the computer room for a day, but one thing to say, the air conditioning there is really cool."

"Grass! Do you hear what people say? ”

also saw Hao Yun standing at the door, and Lao Zheng, who was still unsatisfied, finally let go of Zhou Xuan and started a new round of Amway.

"Brother Yun, did I read the book "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan" that I pushed you last time?"

“…… Not yet, what's wrong? ”

"Let me tell you, that book is simply awesome, and with my experience as a ten-year old bookworm, it will definitely be popular!"

Hao Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"It's okay to be a ten-year-old bookworm, you just say that you've been reading books since you were in your mother's womb."

Although I don't know where this guy got the book, this embarrassing appearance made him, the person who uploaded it, embarrassed.

Seeing that Hao Yun was indifferent to his Amway, Zheng Xueqian sighed deeply.

"No matter what, high-end literature is always high and low, so I'd better keep the good things to myself and enjoy them alone! Hey, I just don't understand what this author thinks? It's okay to update one chapter a day, and occasionally release pigeons, so the ghost signed him a contract. ”

Hearing this, Hao Yun was slightly stunned.

"Is the signing still related to the update?"

Zheng Xueqian glanced at him and said in a natural tone.

"So what's not? If you were an editor, would you rather sign a contract with the kind of author who is more updated and stable, or would you rather sign a contract with the kind of old eunuch? ”

“…… You haven't written it, why do you understand it so well? ”

"Hehe, I'm a twelve-year-old bookworm, what do you think?"

Hao Yun didn't answer, because he didn't know how to answer at all.

I always feel ......

Why hasn't he signed a contract yet, he seems to have a clue.