At noon, the wind and the sun are beautiful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a rare sunny day, with no rain, no smog and fresh air everywhere. I believe that only by going out for a walk will you not waste this gift of God, whether you are going to school, or going to work, or even running and walking, the mood will become extremely happy...

Of course, not everyone thinks so.

Zhao Fan is an out-and-out otaku, the definition of an otaku is that no matter what the weather outside is, it has nothing to do with him, and he is more comfortable sitting alone in front of the computer desk than in the deep Garden of Eden.

He is twenty years old this year, which is the age of going to college, but he was not admitted to college, to be precise, he dropped out of school since high school, for no other reason, his family has died, no one can make money to support him in school, and those relatives and friends have disappeared like a stone in the sea, for fear of being such a burden.

Fortunately, after the death of his parents, he left a property, and some continued, so that he could live for so long, in his words, he was waiting for death, and when the money ran out, he would naturally die.

In fact, he didn't give up, but because he didn't even graduate from high school, he naturally didn't have any skills, and he couldn't find a good job without a degree, and secondly, he was weak and sickly since he was a child, it can be said that he had a minor illness in three days, and a major illness in five days.

In fact, this is his only way out, at least he still has a good imagination, but you must know that he has been a medicine jar since he was a child, and he has never gone out to see the world, let alone abroad, and he doesn't even know anything about many trivial things in China, and he doesn't even know how to register when he goes to the hospital.

He had to construct his own worldview, he wrote online articles that he himself thought were good, and there were some readers who came and went, but he was in a hurry to succeed after all, he was too young to catch the appetite of readers, so his online articles have been tepid, and his heart has gradually become like a pool of stagnant water in the past two years.

Don't you have to make waves again? At least that's what he thinks at the moment.

No, in this good weather, he sat in a dark room that didn't even open the curtains, only facing the faint light of the computer.

His face was haggard, he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, even his eyes were slightly yellow, he had been in front of the computer for too long, his sockets were sunken, his stubble was so raunchy, he was thinking about the next step of the plot, holding a lit inferior cigarette in one hand, and impatiently brushing away the long hair that covered his eyes with the other.

He took a puff of cigarette, snuffed it out and kept it on the ground, then put his hands on the keyboard and tapped it violently, but after a while, hundreds of words appeared in the word document, I have to say that his thinking is very fast, the context is also very clear, and the story is a good story, but ......

"No one likes to watch such a plot!" He reached out and pinched his temple, then deleted the words word by word.

It's a sadness.

This is the sadness of every web writer.

If he is not famous, there will be no readers who will be patient enough to wait for the wonderful story that follows.

But he thinks that the story is from beginning to end, and he doesn't know how to describe the so-called golden 3,000 words.

This is at least his sorrow, because there is no other way out.

He sighed discouragedly, and suddenly coughed rapidly, he hurriedly got up and went to the side cabinet to dispose of the medicine, and then swallowed dryly, which made him more comfortable.

He closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing, and suddenly felt an unusual light outside his eyelids.

How can it be?

How could there be sunlight in this room?

He opened his eyes in confusion, but the light gradually dimmed, and he saw a transparent ring-shaped object lying quietly on his computer desk.

No, it should be floating, and yes, the ring-shaped object doesn't attach itself to anything, but stands above the computer desk.

What's the situation?

Zhao Fan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming, could it be that he suffered from mental depression and then hallucinated because he was lonely all year round, right?

But after he rubbed his eyes, he still saw the same scene as before.

", what the hell!" Zhao Fan said as he walked to the computer desk.

Suddenly, the ring-shaped object made a voice similar to that of a human woman, saying, "I'm not a ghost. ”

"it!" Zhao Fan had already walked to the computer desk, but he was so frightened by the sound that he took a few steps back, he hid behind the chair and asked in a trembling voice, "You... What are you not a ghost? ”

The voice came again, "I'm a chrono watch, number ZFCNM008, you can call me a chrono watch, or you can call me 008." ”

Although this number was full of malice, Zhao Fan at this time had no time to take care of it, and just wondered: "Chrono watch? ”

"Huh!" The watch seemed to be responding.

"But... How can a watch speak? Zhao Fan asked.

"The chrono watch ZFCNM008 has a smart voice function!"

"Then why did you suddenly show up!"

"The chrono watch ZFCNM008 has a teleportation function!"

"The light just now..."

"The chrono watch ZFCNM008 has a light function!"

"Damn, do you have any other functions?"

"Yes! For example, you can't use the chrono watch ZFCNM008 to surf, and you can't use the chrono watch ZFCNM008......"

"Alright, alright!" Zhao Fan hurriedly stopped, surfing? That's! It took him a minute to digest this information, at least the online writer was easy to accept all kinds of nonsense high-tech company all year round, so he said: "008? ”

"Huh!"

"That's... Why are you here? ”

"The chrono watch number ZFCNM008 detects that this answer is confidential and has nothing to say."

Zhao Fan had a black line, so he had to ask again: "Then where are you from?" ”

"The chrono watch number ZFCNM008 detects that this answer is confidential and has nothing to say."

"..., what can you say?"

"Yes! For example, what functions does the chrono watch ZFCNM008 have at this moment, and what are the taboos of the chrono watch ZFCNM008..."

"It's just a complaint! There's no need to take it so seriously! Zhao Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh, okay. The ZFCNM008 number of the chrono watch has received the command. ”

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up and said, "You can receive my instructions?" ”

"Absolutely! You are the owner of the Chrono Watch ZFCNM008! ”

"You said you could teleport, can you take me to Paris, France?"

"Absolutely! As long as you bring the chrono watch ZFCNM008 number you can give commands! ”

"Oooh." Zhao Fan nodded, but when he saw that the watch had no strap, he was puzzled, "But how do you wear it?" ”

"All you need to do is put your arm next to the chrono watch number ZFCNM008."

Zhao Fan stretched out his arm and put it on the watch when he heard this, and sure enough, the watch jumped directly onto his arm, and then as if he had worn it, he withdrew his arm curiously and looked at it.

Suddenly, he felt a strong suction, and in the blink of an eye, he was surrounded not by the small black room before, but by a deep and bottomless whirlpool, a black whirlpool.

"It's... What's going on? Zhao Fan said hurriedly.

"I'm sorry master, you've been caught up in the turbulence of time and space."

"Holy! How so? ”

"The Chrono Watch ZFCNM008 has a time-travel function!

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