Miss Li is very beautiful, her skin is very white and tender, about sixteen or seventeen years old, which is the age when the princess fantasizes about Prince Charming, and she eats well and dresses well, and is even more beautiful.

But at this moment, her eyes are red, and even if she comes out, she looks like she is pouting.

Song Ren hurriedly ran forward: "Miss Li, what's wrong with you, hey, don't cry, I'm going to break my heart when I cry, just like my leg has been broken in the past few days, and I finally found out the new story of Duanmu Gongzi after enduring the pain." ”

Song Ren said, and took out the jade disc in his arms, his main purpose was to exchange money.

But unexpectedly, Li Muqing snatched the jade disc in Song Ren's hand, then raised it high, and threw it down the steps, and with a 'hula', the jade disc shattered to the ground.

Song Ren shouted, this is a waste of my brain cells for several days, and I didn't have a backup of this one.

"Instigation, don't you go online, my Yulin Gongzi announced his Taoist companion today, that woman who looks like a fox spirit, phew, scumbag, I don't like him anymore in the future, he wasted my time for a year, do you know how important this year is to a girl?" Li Muqing cried while shouting.

Song Ren wiped the saliva on his face: "That, my name is Song Ren, not a coward, you have a slightly flat tone of this word." ”

"Does it matter, isn't it just that I dropped your jade plate, this girl has money, take out all your jade plates, and I will buy them all!" Li Muqing said domineeringly, and directly took out fifty taels of silver and threw it to Song Ren.

Song Ren's eyes suddenly lit up: "Don't tight, don't tight, you can call it whatever you like." ”

Song Ren didn't say a word, and immediately took out more than a hundred blank jade plates from his bag, Li Muqing took it, and directly picked up one angrily and threw it up.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......

Song Ren stood on the steps, grinning at the silver, and biting it with his teeth, today's harvest is more than the two months combined, and he is simply rich.

Then looked at Miss Li, who was shaking the plate like a vent, and shook her head helplessly: "This woman, no matter what world she is in, is like herself, and when she is angry, she likes to pinch instant noodles in the supermarket." ”

There were still a lot of saucers on the ground, and it was estimated that he would have to fall for a while, and after looking at the sun overhead, he quietly ducked back, and then ran away with a smoke.

After running a long distance, I could faintly hear the loud snapping sound behind me......

When I got home, I saw the big words 'repay the money' written around my house, and I don't know what kind of paint was used to write 'repay the money', and some flower pots were broken and scattered all over the ground, and it was obvious that those people had come to collect debts again.

Looking at the words 'pay back', Song Ren sometimes wonders, why not the word 'demolition'.

In the past two months, every time I have eaten the last meal and the next meal, Song Ren has been waiting, and my father Song Ren will put his head around his shoulder, and said seriously: "Son, in fact, there is a secret buried in my father's heart for a long time, you are a rich second generation, we have hundreds of millions of family properties, the reason why we live such a life is to cultivate your spirit of hardship and hard work, and prevent you from squandering your inheritance property in the future, now congratulations, the test has passed, let's go back to the real home......"

But he waited for two months and didn't wait, but one night his father would come over with a smile, put his arms around him and said: "Son, you see that our father and son didn't have dinner today, it's strange that they're hungry, but Dad is nothing, you are now growing up, be obedient, go to your aunt next door to borrow some rice, and pay ......her back when you earn money."

Hey, with such a father on the stall, what else can Song Ren say, now the father and son have received Aunt Wang's rice noodles more than a dozen times before and after, fortunately, Aunt Wang's family is easy-going, pity them, otherwise, Song Ren has a reason for him to cross again.

Pushing open the broken door that fell to the side, I saw a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face and plain clothes, with bruises on his face, blood from the corners of his mouth, and calloused hands, cleaning up the damaged furniture.

"Yo, I'm back, let's go to Miss Li's place again today, good son, you should run more, you should be familiar, although it's not a good person, right, but Master Li only has such a baby daughter as her, you said that if she falls in love with you, our family will send it."

Song Rentou always looked very excited and longing when he said this, he was full of confidence in his son's handsome appearance, after all, it was his species.

Song Ren looked at his father, although he had only been together for just two months, he could see that his father loved him very much, and the loan was also so that he could live a good life.

And these ruffians who borrowed money come every once in a while, and it's not a way to go on like this.

What's more, he is very worried that if he goes out one day and is caught by the person who asks for debts, he will unload a leg and give it to his father to urge him to pay off his debts, and you say who he will cry to when the time comes.

"When will they come next?" Song Ren asked, standing under the door frame, looking at the devastation all over the ground.

Song Rentou's hand that had just lifted up the fallen hanger trembled, and a dry smile appeared on his face: "That, Master Biao said tomorrow, otherwise it will not be 50,000, but 100,000, that, son, don't worry, Dad, I will have a way, tomorrow you continue to play with Miss Li, there is me at home." ”

Song Ren didn't have a reason to be angry, you have a way to fart, cross over, finally have a father, I don't want you to be beaten to death.

For a while, the father and son were silent, and Song Rentou had to silently clean up the broken furniture.

Song Ren also came to help, but he compromised with the system in his heart.

said that he would not borrow money, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.

"System, lend me 50,000 taels of silver, and repay you 100,000 taels in a month."

"The host figured it out so quickly, I originally wanted to ridicule your true fragrance law, but the energy of this system is getting lower and lower, now I can't wait to eat it all right away, you hurry up and cultivate, improve your spiritual power, it is only good for you and me."

After the system's words were finished, Song Ren suddenly had five more silver tickets in his hand, each of which was 10,000 taels, just 50,000 taels.

Holding the silver ticket, Song Ren had a feeling that he had sold himself just now, and he suddenly regretted it a little, and he was about to change his yard farmer again.

Song Ren set up the bench with only one leg left, and then came to his father with five silver tickets and handed them to him.

Song Rentou was a little puzzled, but when he saw the denomination of the silver ticket, he was shocked: "Son, where did you get so much money, let me tell you, although we are poor, we can't lie, we can't fight, it's not ours, we can't take it, we don't steal it, we have to study hard, and we have to be useful to society when we grow up." ”

Song Ren said as he put the five silver tickets into his cuffs, and then said in a serious manner, but what greeted him was Song Ren's big eyes.

Do you think we are acting in "Yangtze River No. 7".

"Miss Li's money is not easy to cheat, his idol actually has a partner, you have to think about other jobs to pay off the debt, this is Miss Li vented today, Hao bought all your son's jade plates, and quickly repaid the money, I go to the toilet now, and someone follows me, for fear that I will run away."

Song Ren gave the silver ticket to his father and went back to his room, and his father must have taken care of the money.

Watching his son's tired figure enter the house, Song Rentou, who was originally smiling and surprised, gradually put away his expression, and he didn't know why he was distressed for a while, and then took out the silver ticket suspiciously.

"When did Miss Li become so generous? Well, it's good to have an object. ”

Speaking of which, he was in a hot mind at the beginning, and he wanted to borrow some money to make a big move, make a big profit, and then take his son to live a good life, but he didn't expect to lose a clean one.

But from today on, I will be debt-free and light, and I will never borrow again, whoever lends me will be in a hurry, even if it is my own son.

And Song Ren, who returned to the room, didn't go to sleep, after all, he just owed a lot of debt, and since he borrowed money from the system, he only had one month, and he had to get 100,000.

He looked again at the task that the system had given him.

Registered as a writer on [Tiandi Zhihu Network].

I don't know if it's okay or not, anyway, life has come like this, and I can only gamble at the moment.

Then, he closed his eyes and found the [Heaven and Earth Zhihu Network], as soon as he opened his eyes and waved his hand, a visual network appeared, and he was not in the mood to wander through today's headlines, but directly clicked on the top and occupied the largest section - Lingshu Novel Network.

As we all know, thousands of years ago, it was the great power that wrote a story belonging to the hero on the novel network, which won the recognition of the heaven and earth network, and finally the protagonist in the book turned fiction into reality and angrily beheaded several demon emperors, which had an indispensable impact on the rise of the human race.

Even many other texts that emerged later became important barriers to protect the human race.

I heard that those people or gods who turned the void into reality, some of them are still alive, and they are all enshrined in the Heavenly Book Emperor Pavilion in the Holy City of the Terran Race, fighting for the Terran at any time, and also playing a role in deterring the Demon Race.

Through these, it can be seen that in the entire [Tiandi Zhihu Network], the novel network occupies at least ninety percent of the important role, and the rest of the corners and corners are those other kinds of headline news.

All the novels on the novel network are divided into seven levels, namely ordinary novels, potential novels, high-quality novels, Liufang novels, Baishi novels, Sage Humanities and Diwen.

The level of the content of the novel, half of it depends on the approval and review of Tiandi.com, and the other half is everyone's recognition of it, as well as the amount of collections, readings, recommendations and other factors of the novel.

Even if the novel reaches the quality of the product, you can also get a reward from Tiandi.com, as for what the reward is, it depends on the quality of your book.

Of course, there are also hierarchies of writers, from low to high, from level 1 to level 5, and then there are seven classes: gods and platinums.

The level of the writer is very important, for example, if the novel written by the first-level writer enters the high-quality product, the reward for good things is 10%, the second-level is 25%, and so on.

At this time, the importance of points is reflected, and the points are given by the website according to a series of factors such as the income index and the impact index of the novel.

It can be used to exchange things in the official store of [Tiandi Zhihu.com], or it can be kept to promote the Writer rank.

As soon as Song Ren entered the Lingshu Novel Network, the first thing that caught his eye was the visually comfortable landscape ink interface, and then, there were seven vertical options.

They are written in ordinary novels, potential novels, boutique novels, liufang novels, hundred world novels, saint humanities and emperors.

First casually browsed the number under each column, among the thousands of works, the number of Sage Wen and Diwen is the least, both of which are only in double digits.

The others are three- or four-digit, and the most are of course ordinary novels, as many as millions.

Song Ren first entered the column of ordinary novels, and randomly selected one to read, and soon went from the previous curiosity, to frowning, and finally trembling.

It's really spicy eyes, in addition to brain pain, it is heart pain and liver pain.

This Nima is called a novel? The ledger is better than yours.

He changed another book, and then one after another, and finally had a direct urge to curse.

In the column of ordinary novels, are they all elementary school students, and in one sentence, the writing is immature, the sentences are incomprehensible, there is no logic, there is no idea, and the plot is ancient and bloody.

And there are millions of such novels, no wonder they can't get into potential novels, and if they do, I don't believe in novels anymore.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, he hurriedly clicked on the potential novel, there are only more than 10,000 novels in it, Song Ren clicked on a novel called "The Fierce Girl", just read a few chapters, and felt dizzy.

He quickly stopped, but he also understood that it was all because of his weak cultivation, and his spirit was not enough to read such novels.

Then, he tried Sage Wen and Diwen, and almost fainted, and he didn't even open these two book columns.

But although I've only read a few chapters in the potential novel column, I also have a general understanding of the specific direction, compared to ordinary novels, it's very progressive, but it's also very vulgar, it's nothing more than a scholar, a bad wife, and so on.

Anyway, you can write one: being chased and killed, falling off a cliff, not dying in a catastrophe, getting a treasure, learning magic skills, and going to the end of the world with a sword is also a good plot.

Originally, he was still a little apprehensive, but now he is full of confidence.

Isn't it just a novel, Lao Tzu read at least 1,800 novels in his previous life, and he finished it in four or five thousand words, and we didn't even have a plot or a golden finger.

What the hell.