An Expert Is actually By My Side

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

　　 However, Professor Wang obviously didn't care about guiding him to complete the work. After the computer room left a sentence and pondered it over, he didn't know where he had slipped.

　　 What should I do?

　　 I just wanted to ask for some advice.

　　 Facing a blank screen, Hao Yun tapped the mouse with his index finger, and he almost broke the left button, and he didn't think of any clues.

　　 It was the first time he had heard of such a strange test question that made people think about the procedures of life.

　　 "...This is actually a philosophical question, right?"

　　 No, maybe it might be a math problem.

　　 After all, what else in this world can make life more suspicious than mathematics?

　　 "Forget it, sitting here is better than doing something else..."

　　 I was idle anyway, Hao Yun opened the Xia Ke network, went into the author's backstage and glanced at it.

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

　　 As for the author's backstage, there is still no news of signing.

　　 However, Hao Yun is not in a hurry. Although he has never written serialized novels, he can still use search tools.

　　According to the experience taught by sand sculpture netizens who look like 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 it down, you have to wait for the first recommendation.

　　 Thinking of this, Hao Yun stopped looking at the author's backstage, but opened the comment area.

　　 Originally, he wanted to see how these people praised themselves, but he didn't expect to get in a little bit, except for advertising.

　　 [Guiqiu author is greatly updated! 】

　　 [Cheating! I just feel a little bit, why is it gone? 】

　　 [Woo woo woo, no, no, no, just cut it in seven chapters? 】

　　【The author is dead, something burns the paper. 】

　　 "……"

　　 Damn, didn't your father take a day off?

　　How much hatred?

　　 Be patient, Hao Yun typed a line [Be calm, I will write this] and sent it out, and then opened the txt file that came with the system.

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

　　 The only drawback is that his typing speed is so slow that he can't help but think in his heart when he occasionally runs a business trip, if only these words can run on the screen by themselves...

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

　　 [The eighth time the sword in the forest, the crane in the cloud came back to life. Talking in the temple, the little fire **** went west for help. 】

　　【Text:……】

　　 [The author's words: I'm sorry, something was delayed for a while yesterday, so please stay calm and restless. 】

　　 "Let’s upload a chapter first."

　　 The remaining ninth chapter should be kept as the manuscript and will be sent tomorrow.

　　 set up timed sending, Hao Yun saw that it was too 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 when it comes to meals.

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

　　……

　　 canteen.

　　 Because there is no meal, there are not too many people.

　　 Hao Yun, who had finished the meal, happened to see an acquaintance waving a small hand towards him, and walked towards there.

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

　　 "I'm really exhausted recently."

　　 "Is that the match called Shining Star Way?"

"The one that has been prepared is almost..." Lin Mengmeng whispered while picking the pepper in the bowl with chopsticks tirelessly, "But my agent doesn't seem to want to let me idle at all, so he helped me with a casting. ."

　　 "Choose a role?"

　　 While talking about this topic, Hao Yun suddenly had a strange hunch in his heart.

　　 shouldn't——

"Well, the great director Tian Ye's new work "Galan Rain", there is a female role in the scene. Because the filming location is in Jiangcheng, Fujito-is my agent. I want me to try it on the crew. A mirror."

　　 Fuck?

It really is? !

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

　　 "Uh, isn't that good?"

　　 "What a shame," Lin Mengmeng pouted, "That location is so far and remote, it takes a long time to go back and forth to a beach of schools, and I don't want to be an actor. What's fun in filming, but the music is interesting."

　　 Honestly, Hao Yun felt so too.

　　 As far as his own feeling is concerned, she is obviously more suitable for singing, and acting...maybe a little dull?

　　 Every time he thinks about this, Hao Yun can't help but want to complain, what is the standard for judging the potential value by the broken system.

　　 Could it be broken...

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

　　 Hao Yun: "The dean said that I don't need to train anymore. Just participate in the Hope Cup programming contest within the month."

　　 Lin Meng was dumbfounded.

　　 "Huh?! Can this happen again?!"

　　 "...I am actually quite surprised."

　　 was silent for a while, she said with a look of envy.

　　 "Maybe this is Xueba."

　　 I don’t know if it’s my own illusion.

　　 Hao Yun always felt that the expression on her face seemed a bit pity...

　　……

　　 went back to the bedroom after dinner.

　　 As soon as Hao Yun entered the door, he heard Old Zheng Zheng pulling Zhou Xuan, spitting and talking about the chapter he had just uploaded.

　　 It may be because the military training is too boring. Recently, this guy has been a little crazy in reading novels. Whenever he meets people, he will be able to read the "Swordsman Biography of Shu Mountain", which looks like a hard-core fan.

　　 Looking back at Zhou Xuan, he had a bewildered expression on his face. Several times he awkwardly turned off the topic and expressed his desire to leave, only to be forced back by Old Zheng.

　　 Seeing Hao Yun coming back from outside, Zhou Xuan seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly grabbed him, and said without words.

　　 "Brother Yun! It feels good to not need military training? Isn't it hilarious?"

　　 "Hey~www.ltnovel.com~ I have been in the computer room for a day, but there is a saying that the air conditioner there is really cool."

　　 "Grass! Do you listen to others?"

　　 also saw Hao Yun standing at the door. The still-satisfied old Zheng finally let go of Zhou Xuan and started a new round of Amway.

　　 "Brother Yun, did you read the "Swordsman Biography of Shu Mountain" that I pushed you last time?"

　　 "...not yet, what's up?"

　　 "Let me tell you, that book is really amazing. With my ten-year-old bookworm experience, it will definitely be a hit!"

　　 Hao Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

　　 "Ten-year-old bookworm is okay, you can simply say that you are reading in your mother's womb."

　　 Although I don’t know where this guy got the book from, the awkwardness made him the uploader embarrassed.

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

"It doesn't matter, high-end literature is always high and low. I'll leave the good things alone to appreciate! Hey, I just don't understand what the author thinks? Just update one chapter a day, and occasionally release pigeons and ghosts give him Sign up."

　　 Hearing these words, Hao Yun was slightly stunned.

　　 "Is the contract still related to the update?"

　　 Zheng Xueqian gave him a blank look and said in a natural tone.

　　 "What about it? If you are an editor, would you prefer to sign the kind of new and stable author, or would you like to sign the kind of old eunuch?"

　　 "...You haven't written it yet, how do you understand it?"

　　 "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.

　　 I always feel...

　　 Why hasn't signed a contract yet? He seems to have a clue.