"Jiang Zheng."

Hearing someone shouting to himself, Jiang Zheng sped up and ran away.

Now he can't speak, so he doesn't want to meet any acquaintances, and it's too troublesome to explain.

He simply pretended not to hear, more things are better than less things.

After a while, a faint fragrance came from the tip of Jiang Zheng's nose, and a pleasant voice sounded in his ears again.

"Jiang Zheng, why are you running so fast?"

Jiang Zheng turned his head to look, and Jiang Xianyue was looking at him suspiciously.

Jiang Zheng was silent.

Jiang Xianyue frowned slightly, and when she met Jiang Zheng in the playground, she came over to say hello.

For Jiang Zheng, Jiang Xianyue has a pretty good impression.

I wanted to say hello to him, but I didn't expect Jiang Zheng to ignore her. Obviously, the two had a good conversation yesterday, why do they seem to be different people today?

Did you offend Jiang Zheng somewhere?

Jiang Xianyue couldn't figure it out in her heart.

Seeing that Jiang Zheng had not spoken, Jiang Xianyue was still a little angry in her heart.

"Sorry to interrupt." Jiang Xianyue spoke, her tone was already cold, and then she was about to leave.

Jiang Zheng thought for a moment, pointed to his throat, and then waved his hand.

He still explained that he had been ignoring others and was not very polite.

Seeing this, Jiang Xianyue frowned and pondered for a while, and then understood.

"You can't speak?" Jiang Xianyue asked.

Jiang Zheng nodded.

"What's going on? Why don't you go to the hospital? I know a doctor in this area, very powerful, I can introduce you, you go to see him. Jiang Xianyue said.

Jiang Zheng hurriedly shook his head, and then slowly stopped.

Jiang Xianyue stopped with Jiang Zheng, saw Jiang Zheng take out his mobile phone, and began to type.

"No, maybe I ate too spicy yesterday and drank some wine. Tomorrow should be fine. Jiang Zheng typed.

Jiang Xianyue looked at it and said, "No matter what, it's better to go and have a look." Otherwise the throat will be damaged, and it will affect your singing in the future. ”

After speaking, Jiang Xianyue pondered for a while and said: "That's it, you add me a WeChat, and I will push the doctor's WeChat to you, and when the time comes, you can ask him and see what he says." ”

"It's really fine, thank you for your kindness." Jiang Zheng replied by typing.

"I don't want money to ask, give me your mobile phone, and I'll add you." Jiang Xianyue said, and took his mobile phone over.

Jiang Zheng opened his mouth, but it was not easy to snatch it back.

He knows his own situation, he doesn't need to see a doctor, and even if his vocal cords are damaged, he can still make a little sound. But Jiang Zheng couldn't make a sound at all, as if there was no structure of the vocal cords at all.

This in itself is not normal.

In addition to the system, Jiang Zheng couldn't think of any other reasons.

Since it's because of the system, it's only a matter of time before you can recover.

Some things are not easy to explain clearly, just like Jiang Zheng subdued the gangsters before, and it is not easy to explain, so he simply hides his merit and fame.

Soon, Jiang Xianyue returned the phone to Jiang Zheng and said, "I'll push the doctor's WeChat to you later, and when the time comes, you remember to add it, just say that I introduced it." ”

Jiang Zheng looked at an extra friend in WeChat on his phone and nodded.

It's a big deal, just don't add it yourself when the time comes.

"Alright, then I'll go first, bye-bye." Jiang Xianyue said with a smile, and then left the playground.

Jiang Zheng put his phone back in his pocket and continued to run, he ran three laps without feeling tired.

Today he plans to see where his limit is, which used to be six laps.

For a 400-meter playground, six laps are 2,400 meters.

Of course, he usually doesn't want to run after four laps.

This physique is not very good, nor is it the worst.

Lap 4 & 5...... ran until the tenth lap, and Jiang Zheng really couldn't run.

"It seems that ten laps is already the limit." Jiang Zheng thought to himself.

He wasn't disappointed, he was happy.

He used to have a limit of six laps, but now that he has only been training for two days, the limit has increased to ten laps.

That's not a big improvement.

Dragging his tired body, Jiang was walking slowly towards the dormitory, and he was a little happy in his heart.

The process of distributing rewards in this system is a bit pitfallen, but the effect is really good. Even if there are some pits, he admits it.

Back in the dormitory, Jiang Zheng took a shower, then sat on the bed, moved the computer to the bed, and began to code.

He uses a laptop.

At the beginning of the codeword, the inspiration in Jiang Zheng's mind was like a splash, and it kept appearing.

With inspiration, Jiang Zheng's thinking is very smooth, and the writing is very smooth, which is quite comfortable.

His fingers tapped the keyboard at breakneck speed, and some of them were in the shadows.

Even if the code speed is extremely fast, the quality of the chapters can still be guaranteed.

The words and sentences are beautiful, and each chapter is full of dry goods, not watery at all.

Soon, another 10,000 words were written, and Jiang Zheng stretched his waist, not ready to continue writing.

His fingers were a little tired, even twitching slightly.

It's good to have great system skills, but it's not without attrition. The codeword speed is fast, but the fingers are also easily fatigued.

If you over-code, you will get tenosynovitis.

Therefore, Jiang Zheng controls the time of his code words, and he doesn't want to code too many words at one time, otherwise he will get tenosynovitis, which will not be beautiful.

With more than 20,000 words in the manuscript, Jiang Zheng touched his chin and thought, should he do more every day?

If you want to compare yourself with the great gods, you don't have any advantages, and if you want your book to become popular, you must have some advantages that others don't have.

Soon, Jiang Zheng made up his mind that from tomorrow onwards, he would send 10,000 words a day and roll them to death.

You know, this is the new book period, not a paid chapter.

Jiang Zheng doesn't care, it's a big deal that after he puts it on the shelves, he will have more and more every day, and it won't take much time anyway.

As for whether it will be updated too fast, what Jiang Zheng wants is to be fast.

He only had three months and didn't have much time for trial and error.

The benefit of being faster and faster.

He closed the computer, took out his phone, looked at it for a while, and prepared for bed.

At this moment, a message came from WeChat, and Jiang Zheng looked at it, it was a message sent by Jiang Xianyue.

She pushed him a person's WeChat.

Jiang Zheng knew that this was the doctor Jiang Xianyue said just now.

He hesitated, and did not add for a moment.

This approach is a bit impolite, but Jiang Zheng has no choice, in order not to explain some problems, he can only do this.

After playing with the mobile phone, I don't know who started it in the bedroom, and everyone started chatting.

After chatting for a while, everyone went to sleep.

Jiang Zheng turned off his phone, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

He didn't see that the collection of new books he had issued was slowly increasing.

As the night passed, Jiang was woken up by the alarm clock.

He got up to check the time, got up to wash up, and when he came down, he accidentally slipped on it.

"it!"

Jiang Zheng exclaimed, and then he was stunned.