This girl has a very difficult past. Before her first year in high school, she was very beautiful. Her father was the owner of a brick factory and her family was very wealthy. However, in her second year of high school, her father entered a casino with someone else and lost.
He was in such a mess that he not only lost all his savings and shares in the brick factory, but also owed 1.3 million horse money.
Later, after selling houses, cars, furniture, jewelry, etc., he raised 1.3 million to pay off his debts, and became destitute. His father was reduced to working at a construction site, and his mother was reduced to being a nanny.
As for herself, she was severely hit by the ups and downs of her family and the kidnapping of a loan shark. As a result, she was unable to recover. Not only did her academic performance plummet, she was also stabbed in the face due to the revenge incident of the underworld, leaving her with a legacy.
A horrific scar.
After that, Zhang Wufeng had almost no contact with her. The reason why she had her number was actually because she was in the class group and she added Zhang Wufeng first.
"Are you having any difficulties? I work in a factory making electronic products. I started working last month. I won't be paid until the 15th of this month. I sent the money back home to my brother for school. But I'm looking for a few fellow villagers.
I borrowed 2,000 yuan. You gave me your account number and I will transfer the money to you now using online banking. If it’s not enough, just wait. It’s almost 10 p.m. and no one else is around anymore. I’ll borrow it for you again.
You may have to wait a little longer. I was afraid that you would be offline in a bad mood, so I came to talk to you first."
Over there, Danxin Qianlan quickly sent a message.
After being slightly startled, Zhang Wufeng suddenly smiled. This feeling can only be understood by being personally there.
"Haha, actually, I only have about 500 yuan left. It's just travel expenses. I'm going to go out and find something to do and relax." Zhang Wufeng gave a cute smile and said without hiding anything.
"You should be more open-minded. In fact, you are indeed very good. Don't doubt yourself. If she gives up on you, she will definitely regret it!"
Soon, the message was replied again.
"Do you know all this?" Zhang Wufeng asked a little strangely.
"Well, Yang Xiaolan said in the group that Han Wen was chatting with her in the group just now. Now basically everyone in the group knows about your loan."
Danxin Qianlan seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then sent this message.
"Thank you. I have a lot of groups, including author groups and readers groups. They are all just for the purpose of getting recommendation votes. Now all group messages are blocked, so I don't see them. But it doesn't matter. After all, no one can guarantee that they will always be there.
Standing at the top or at the bottom, isn't it?" Zhang Wufeng said with a smile. At this moment, he really has no pressure. It doesn't matter if he is despised at this moment. He can clearly see the real help in times of trouble and adding insult to injury, just right!
"Indeed. Please send me your account number and take all the 2,000. Although I am poor, my sisters are all real people, and I rarely spend money. I can pay them back next month.
No, it doesn’t matter. You always have to spend money outside, and I see that you are spending a lot of money. It will be very uncomfortable to suddenly be short of money."
Danxin Qianlan once again sent very gentle words.
This feeling, without any deception, made Zhang Wufeng feel very warm.
After opening the third eye, the eyebrows did not protrude, and there were no eyes there. Everything was as usual, but Zhang Wufeng's feeling became very sensitive. This time, the conversation, the other party's tone, etc.,
Zhang Wufeng could easily judge the authenticity of what the other person said, as well as the other person's state of mind, so he seemed to be very arbitrary and directly deleted his friends and severed ties with those people.
But this time, Zhang Wufeng felt a little touched by his light heart and light blue, and the full mood and attitude in his words.
Because the words that are integrated into the mood are filled with emotions. That kind of emotion can be understood but cannot be expressed in words. It is truly understandable.
In this feeling, Zhang Wufeng understood that the reason why the other party admitted that he had no money and that the money was borrowed was not to claim credit or to show his selflessness, but simply because he did not want to deceive or lie! He did not want to change a memory.
The admired boy who had a good impression among them lied, that's all!
Zhang Wufeng can completely understand this feeling.
Immediately, he smiled indifferently and thought of the girl in his mind who was originally very quiet and liked to wear a white dress. He thought of the girl who had become silent, thin, ugly, and had low self-esteem due to the twists and turns of fate...
"Well, give me your account number first, and then I'll give it to you." Zhang Wufeng smiled and sent this message.
"You, oh, okay, my account number is with the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, my name is Suru, and my account number is 9558... Can you tell me your number?"
"Okay, my account number is also from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. My name is Zhang Wufeng, and my number is 9558..."
"Okay, wait a minute, the money will arrive soon." Over there, Suru happily sent the message. This kind of boldness was very similar to Zhang Wufeng himself.
"Well, I will have money on the 15th of this month, and I will definitely pay you back then." Zhang Wufeng sent a cute expression and then added this sentence.
"Don't be so polite. Seriously, we were in the same grade and class from the first year of junior high school to the second year of high school. We can be considered old classmates. Why should we be so unconventional?" Suru also sent a cute blushing expression and added this sentence afterwards.
talk.
"Where do you work now?" Zhang Wufeng tried to ask.
"I work in an electronics factory. I'm so ugly. Most companies won't accept me because of image issues, so I can only work in a factory. But I can work every day, and there's nothing unsatisfactory. In this life,
, that's probably it. Many childhood dreams, now that I think about it, I feel like they are just like phantoms and bubbles, beautiful and easily broken." Suru's words always carry a sense of helpless pain and sadness.
"It will get better. Don't think too much. At least, your father used to be addicted to gambling, but now he can work hard without smoking or playing cards. This is a change. Although the quality of life has declined, the home is warmer.
Isn’t it?”
"What you are saying is that if this were not the case, I think it would be difficult for me to persevere... Let's not talk about this anymore. Great writer, why did you stop writing "The God of Destiny"? The crape myrtle saint who saved the apocalypse is here
After the Holy Demon Continent was resurrected, along with the beautiful and lovely Xia Xiaoyan, weren't we preparing to get her a rare ring equipment? I'm also looking forward to you giving her a ring."
"Well, let's stop for now and prepare to write a new "City in the Sky". Haha, I thought you wouldn't like this kind of novel." Zhang Wufeng added a grinning expression after this sentence.
"Actually, I don't think so. This kind of unbridled thinking and magnificent imagination are very popular. Although most novels will write about a man and a woman, this is more realistic and has never been seen.
Those high-ranking officials all have mistresses. As for the educational consequences for people, there is no shortage of them. Confucius said that when three people walk together, there must be a teacher. No matter how bad a novel is, it has certain experience and world view.
When you read a lot of such novels, your knowledge will naturally not be too bad. This is not much different from the novels of the older generation who only know how to write about the hardships of going to the mountains and countryside and how they struggled to eat bark and grass roots.
It is only the level of writing and the uneven quality of works that lead to these gaps.
It’s also martial arts, and Jin Yong’s The Eight Legends of the Dragon can be included in textbooks; it’s also fairy tales, and Journey to the West can also become one of the four great classics. As long as the writer’s skills are profound, the subject matter of the work itself has no critical meaning at all!”
Suru expressed her own opinion, which shocked Zhang Wufeng.
"Haha, what you said is indeed reasonable. In fact, that's what I think!"
Zhang Wufeng smiled and showed a grinning expression.
"Well, it's done, you can check it out. Be happy, although many friends have not helped you, but this world is actually like this. Helping you is a favor from others, and not helping you is also a duty. This
In this world, you will not necessarily get something if you put in the effort. You understand these principles better than me, so work hard. I believe you will stand up soon and let those who despise and abuse you in the group,
They all realized how short-sighted they were.
Also, even if you read the messages in the group, don’t be angry, have a good rest, and start tomorrow to face a new life!
I'm off. Goodbye. Don't get back to me. I have to work overtime during this period and can't access the Internet."
A moment after these words were transmitted, the light blue avatar with a light heart turned dark.
Zhang Wufeng gently exhaled a breath, lit a cigarette again, took a puff, then raised his hand to close the dialog box, and then directly added the "Danxin Qinglan" grouped by this classmate to "Friends"
within this group.
After a while of chatting, Zhang Wufeng continued to delete people. When he could no longer delete people, he opened the junior high school classmate group and the high school classmate group.
After looking at Huang Yuansheng inside, who was boasting about his modest monthly income of only 18,000, he smiled disdainfully.
"Monthly income is 18,000? Is this the income of your family's store? When your mother and your father were settling accounts that day, she said that at the best time, the monthly income was only 8,000? When did it reach 18,000? Even if it was
It’s 18,000, does it count as your own income? Besides, you also own a house and a car? Are you embarrassed to brag about it in the group? Isn’t it just a second-hand Santara that your uncle doesn’t want? The so-called owning a house is just a town.
The two-bedroom, two-story house I returned is fairly well-decorated. If the value does not exceed 100,000, can it still be considered a house?
You are so rich. Why haven't you repaid a penny of the eighty-five thousand you borrowed from me?
You, mother, only eat, drink, whore and gamble all day long, but you still have a monthly income of 18,000? You don’t even have this kind of income if you are a duck!"
Zhang Wufeng snorted coldly and continued to read the group chat information lazily. He quit all the groups and deleted a few friends but could not delete them any more. After that, he closed QQ directly.
After finishing his cigarette, Zhang Wufeng thought about it and opened QQ again, then contacted his editor Hongcha, and sent the 20,000-word manuscript of "City in the Sky" to be reviewed. Then he pondered and looked up the relevant information on the Internet.
Information about the pineal gland (third eye).
After some searching, there were no results. However, when I opened the Qidian website, I saw a novel called "The Farm of Gods and Demons", which tells the story of killing monsters and mutating them, and my eyes suddenly lit up.
In the past ten days, Zhang Wufeng has tried many methods, practicing, dripping blood into the center of his eyebrows, eating roots of plants, trees and grass, or killing mosquitoes and ants, etc., but there has been no change, but the image transmitted by the crystal space,
But it exists in a real and detailed way and is not a lie.
This made Zhang Wufeng very confused. He knew that as long as he cracked this devouring method, he would become a truly strong man!
Although the aura of that kind of crystal will increase after it evolves, and it is unknown what abilities it will have, Zhang Wufeng believes that this kind of evolution will definitely develop in a good direction! Absolutely!
"Beep, beep, beep -"
Suddenly, the sound of QQ message came, and a handsome guy's profile picture flashed in the lower right corner of the computer.
"Well, I've read the manuscript. The theme and concept this time are eye-catching and refreshing. It's very good! Your progress is quite obvious. Keep it up, especially this compact and attractive upgrade pleasure.
As well as the suspense and emotional grasp, all must be handled well!"
"Okay, thank you, boss. I have been thinking about this book for a long time, and I think it will definitely succeed!" Zhang Wufeng smiled and sent a message with a confident expression.
"Well, it's a good thing to be confident! Do you have the QQ of the contracted editor Ye Zi? You go to Ye Zi and ask her to give you the contract. I will send the contract over tomorrow. When the contract arrives, I will contact you to publish the book and then send it to you on the first day.
It has 20,000 to 30,000 words. It happens to be Monday today, and the contract will be mailed tomorrow. It will arrive in two or three days. Although the recommendations are scheduled on Wednesday, you can still review them on Friday. You will publish the book on Friday, and I will give you a category cover recommendation next week to try the effect.
, I feel that your book is still very popular. As long as you maintain the standards of the previous chapters, it will be popular."
Editor Hongcha said enthusiastically, and had already made preliminary decisions on future recommendations and advertising.
If it goes well, Black Tea will even set the release date of this "Castle in the Sky" around September 5th to compete for the monthly votes list.
Because today has already arrived on the 6th, it will be the 9th after a two-day delay. If the contract arrives on the 9th, August 9th to early September will be almost the one-month advertising period for the new book.
After discussing this, Zhang Wufeng went to the contract editor Ye Zi to get the electronic version of the contract and the attached statement, then compiled two copies of the printed ID card and the outline of the work, and then printed out the contract with a printer.
Put them together and bound them.
After doing these things, Zhang Wufeng once again deleted a large number of QQ friends and then went offline.
After going offline, Zhang Wufeng remembered the fleeting thought in his mind, poured a little brown sugar on the ground, and waited silently.
There were no mosquitoes in the room, and Zhang Wufeng had done many experiments before with no success, and he did not feel any changes in the white crystals in the eyebrow space and the mist inside.
At this moment, Zhang Wufeng was trying to deal with ants!
What he thought of were two possibilities, one was to swallow it alive, and the other was to use his spirit to swallow it into the crystal space between the eyebrows!\
