Haha, this beating is unbearable.

Zhou Di has become a cat because of his emotional out-of-control, so what else is he afraid of as a dog?

You know, her cat doesn't fight.

Besides, Meow and Wang fought, when did Wang lose!

Judging from the dog's understanding of Zhou Di, her personality is generally angry and she won't make trouble for too long.

As long as her anger is vented, then she will not settle the account.

So wait for a while, and then look for a chance to sell a cute or something...... It's almost over.

The dog thought that if she didn't take the initiative to lift the keyboard in the future, there was a high probability that she would forget about it.

The incident itself will not be forgotten, but forgotten is hatred.

It's just that what has already happened, she won't hold grudges again and again.

At this point, Zhou Di is different from the dog, and the dog is super grudgeful.

In addition to imposing sanctions on Li Kang, the dog's retaliation generally does not come on the spot.

It may be that when the parties have forgotten what they have done, the revenge that the dog has been thinking for a long time will secretly come quietly.

Many years ago, someone fulfilled his vow and ate it himself...... That's what.

For another example, the cause of this keyboard stealing incident seems to be because Zhou Di forcibly gave it half a month's vegetarian diet five months ago.

Therefore, the dog, who is well versed in Zhou Di's character, has long been ready to be beaten.

I was ready to steal the keyboard.

As for why he knew that he would be beaten and steal, it could only be said that he hurt Chen Miao deeply, or that it was the nature of knowing that he was going to die.

Originally, it was planned to be a beating, but now...... Zhou Di turned into a kitten, that is a massage.

Earned, earned, earned!

A hint of color appeared on the big yellow dog's dog face, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually increased.

Worst!

After a while, the big yellow dog found that the little white cat's eyes had changed at this time, ten times more fierce than just now, and he was careless...... exposed.

"Meow!"

Sure enough, the little white cat immediately became angry, and its hind legs suddenly kicked on the carpet, and the whole cat jumped high to the height of the dog's head.

Then the silver light flashed in front of him, and the big yellow dog only felt a white shadow pass in front of him, and the little white cat fell to the ground lightly.

Then a pain that delayed for several seconds hit, and the big yellow dog covered his nose and fell to the ground in pain, and the garlic nose under a pair of dog paws had been neatly split in half by a sharp blade.

But the strange thing is that the dog didn't shed a drop of blood.

"Humph!"

Looking at the tragic situation of the big yellow dog, the little milk cat snorted arrogantly.

The tender red little mouth pursed, stretched out the tip of the tongue and licked his pink meat pad, recovering the soft and cute nature, pouting and twisting the little ass and walking away.

Ignore the big yellow dog that looks extremely miserable.

Dog, you deserve it!

Looking at the back of the little milk cat leaving ruthlessly, the big yellow dog's eyes never left its back, and his mouth was still wailing commercially, a miserable sound, but the expression on his face was no longer half uncomfortable.

And the dog's nose, which was divided into two under the dog's paws, has been completely restored to its original state at some point.

Looking at the little white cat's little tail raised high, the big yellow dog knew that this matter was in the past, and the little white cat at this time was in a good mood.

However, it didn't know that the little milk cat with its back to it was also happy.

Thankfully, thankfully, the ancestor was sent away.

It was so embarrassed that before it could even think of what to say, the ancestor was stolen by the dogs.

You gave it to you yourself, but it's none of my business.

Thinking like this, the little milk cat was even happier, trying to straighten her short neck, and her mustache shook and trembled, and she was very nervous.

The dog found that the cat was a little too happy, and he didn't see such a happy person when he usually abused himself.

It misunderstood, the little milk cat's good mood was not fake at all, of course, it had nothing to do with the dog abuse just now.

Wrong...... Maybe so...... A lost relationship.

The dog was born to vent anger for her, and no matter how hard she beats, she can't break it!

Thinking like this, the little milk cat's mood became better and better, and the chubby belly walked out of the small drunk step against the floor.

The dog covered his nose, which did not leave even a trace, and his moaning gradually became perfunctory, and he actually laughed when he looked at the little milk cat's swaying steps.

Well, that's right, stealing her keyboard is wrong, but it's clear that the godson needs it more, isn't it?

She Zhou Di Zhou didn't need it anymore, and it wasn't that she didn't know that this useful keyboard had been stuffed into the cabinet by her for more than half a year.

What she doesn't want is not called stealing, it's called taking!

What's more, this keyboard also has its dog's credit, and it is natural for it to be used.

Well, it's been so long since you've given it half of your own usufruction, and it's your turn to dispose of it.

Thinking about it like this, even if the big yellow dog can't be straight, his courage will immediately grow.

Seeing that the little milk cat was indeed completely discouraged, its eyes rolled a few times and planned a little, and then jumped in front of her in three or two steps, with a smiling dog face, and began to lick the little milk cat with a flattering face.

The snow-white little milk cat hummed comfortably, and then obediently lay on the carpet, revealing the bulging baby fat belly, and let the big yellow dog lick it at will.

Obviously, it also liked this entertainment.

Seeing this, the dog licked and wagged its tail.

Because the newly obtained old keyboard is extremely easy to use, Chen Miao, who is crazy about coding words, has no idea that his godfather not only paid for him, but also paid for his tongue, and he has become a licking dog.

But...... After so many years and so many lifetimes, the dog is also used to it.

The kitten closed its eyes relaxedly, and the two small meat paws unconsciously stepped rhythmically on the big yellow dog.

"What a big cat, still ...... like this"

The big yellow dog muttered in disgust in his heart, but a pair of tongues licked harder.

In a small suburban villa thirty kilometers away, Chen Miao felt very good at this time, and he had already coded 3,000 words in just one hour!

You know, in the past, he was the smoothest, and he could only code a thousand words an hour.

It is a fact that today's writers are not as fast as they were twenty years ago.

Twenty years ago, writers were everywhere with 3,000 words an hour, and the pig god known as the "reincarnation of the typewriter" could even write 8,000 words an hour!

But now after the rules have changed, writers can't do this, and all books that can be canonized as gods have one premise, that is, the worldview in the book must be complete.

Without a complete world view, no matter how wonderful your content is, no matter how beautiful the text is, it is not qualified to be a god, at best, it can only make people have a pastime after dinner, and a little more readers are just rotten money.

In this way, the bad habit of writing blindly and believing in the number of words was immediately curbed.

But any author who has a bit of a pursuit can't write like this!

Although some people still want to make money, no one will be bound to read such works.

The more people who bind the followers, the better the effect of the buff "Wensi Spring" given by the Apocalypse system.

The stronger this buff, the higher the quality of the book written, and the greater the improvement of the author himself.

It's a virtuous circle, and no one will be mentally retarded in rejection.

And if the reader casually looks at the pastime, it doesn't matter if the quality of the book is good.

However, bound to follow-up reading, it will be carefully selected, and it will be supported by the selection of good books that think they have the potential to become gods.

It must be a book with reasonable and self-consistent logic, a relatively complete world view, and a high level of writing.

Readers must be cautious about binding a book.

Therefore, Chen Miao's book, even if he thinks he writes well, only three people bind to read it, and he can hardly enjoy the "spring of literary thoughts".

Whether a book can be a god or not is not determined by the grades, it is determined by the apocalypse system and the god list at the moment of completion, and has nothing to do with the speed of update.

After each update, the Apocalypse system will pay a dime for all the bound readers of this book, directly to the background, and settle to the bank card at the end of the month.

But casual readers will only pay a thousand words when they take the initiative to read it.

If you don't tie up the follow-up, the efficiency of just rotten money is immediately ten times worse! In fact, because of the change in the subject of payment, in fact, it is not enough.

Even if you just want to spend money, binding readers is the first goal of all authors.

Gradually, the number of bound follow-up readers replaced the total number of subscriptions, and even surpassed the manuscript fee to become the absolute standard for judging the quality of a book.

This also greatly improved the bad atmosphere of the original rough water word count of the online writer, and gradually became meticulous, so that the speed was naturally sacrificed.

An author like Chen Miao who has a dream and does not have the "Wensi Spring" buff, the speed is even faster.

So even with ten years of experience, the speed of 3,000 words/hour still impressed Chen Miao at once.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion!

However, after fighting for three hours, Chen Miao still did not feel exhausted, but felt smoother and smoother the more he felt.

10,000 words seemed to be written with a wave of his hand.

This feeling, thief!

He blamed it all on the new keyboard.

The new keyboard fits you 100%!

Godfather is so good to himself...... It's a matter of carefully selecting from the garbage heap to choose such an excellent keyboard that suits you.

Even the problem that he had to wear earplugs for code words was cured.

The click of the keyboard sounds wonderful.

Afraid that the good state would not last, after eating another bowl of instant noodles at noon, Chen Miao continued to struggle.

By midnight, it was already 25,000 words.

The seven-day goal was completed by a quarter in one day, and Chen Miao was even more motivated.

But although he can bear it now, his body has long been hollowed out, and his sore hands tell him that he can't continue.

It's a good feeling, but it has to be moderate.

Don't think crookedly, there are so many painful cases of all-night coding all day long, but failing to become a god and turning into a wisp of ghosts.