Chapter 3 Bowls and Small Broken Bowls(1/2)
The first class after morning reading is Chinese language taught by class teacher Li Donghong.
As soon as the class started, Li Donghong saw that the class was lifeless, and immediately spoke sternly.
"The college entrance examination is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge!"
"Some of our classmates relaxed themselves after passing the general exam and forgot what score they scored in the final exam?"
"Floating and impetuous!"
"What words!"
"After the college entrance examination, you can play whatever you want. If you don't work hard now, you will regret it later!"
When Li Donghong said this, Fang Nian suddenly remembered his total score of nine subjects in the final exam of the second year of high school——
550.
Still copied.
Ranked tenth and last in Class 174 with 65 people.
Despite this, Fang Nian spent most of the morning using his mobile phone to write another 3,000 words along the lines of last night's thoughts.
After the fourth class started, Fang Nian opened a new space diary, conceived new content again, and wrote the words "Chapter One" again...
The bell rang for the end of the eighth period in the afternoon.
The classroom suddenly became agitated.
From now on until evening self-study class, there will be up to an hour and a half for dinner, housekeeping, free activities, etc.
Li Annan, who started to persuade Fang Nian to sneak out of the campus in the afternoon, winked: "Let's start?"
Fang Nianzheng needed to use a computer, so they hit it off immediately.
Sneaked out of the school gate smoothly.
I followed Li Annan to the Dream Internet Cafe where I often go.
In 2008, Internet cafes exploded. The standard price on Tangli Street was 2 yuan an hour and 7 yuan all night.
The two of them are regular customers, and the hourly rate is only 1.5 yuan, and the overnight rate is 5 yuan.
Each person paid one yuan and turned on the machine.
Li Annan was very efficient. He quickly focused on the computer and shouted: "A-Nian, hurry up to the Demon Realm and brush the dungeon!"
"You can play, I won't."
Fang Nian, who chose a corner position, responded.
If Li Annan hadn't mentioned the word "Demon Realm", he would have forgotten about this game that was even more popular than Legend within a certain range.
As for the account number of Moyu, I can’t even remember a single letter. It’s like playing with a few hammers.
Even the QQ account is because there is a login on the mobile phone. Based on the impression of the account, I remembered the password: woaini1314.
After touching the mouse, Fang Nian thought briefly, opened the starting point web page through search, and followed the instructions to apply for an account called a columnist at this time.
When entering the pen name, Fang Nian quickly entered——
Small broken bowl.
Because I used to place bowls at the end of chapters when I was writing articles, the words "Little Broken Bowl" were more popular than Fang Nian's pen name.
Fang Nian subconsciously created such a pen name.
"Tsk..."
After the registration process was completed, Fang Nian clicked on a new webpage, searched for a certain digital Chinese website, and applied to register as a writer.
Let’s just call it Wan.
By the time the page jumps, Fang Nian has already switched back to the starting page and has jumped to the writer's area.
There is also an announcement on the operation activities of upgrading to high V by spending 365 yuan in 365 days on the homepage, which has a sense of history.
When creating a new work, Fang Nian entered the title he decided on last night——
"I Want to Be Rich"
It is a disguised copy of a book I have written.
Through the logging function of QQ space, Fang Nian quickly compiled and uploaded two chapters with a total of 6,000 words for review.
When entering chapter updates in the text box, the prompt content is quite complicated.
Fang Nian glanced at it and ignored it.
There is still a chapter of 3,000 words left in the manuscript. Fang Nian was about to set up automatic updates, and then he was dumbfounded.
The Writer Zone has not developed this function at all.
The webpage was difficult to use and the functional modules were not perfect. Fang Nian just took a second look at it and was too lazy to complain.
The books at Qidian are being put into the warehouse for review. It is said that it is expected to take 24 hours, so Fang Nian will not take care of it anymore.
Opened another web page and newly uploaded the second book - Science Fiction Future.
Only one chapter of 3,000 words has been uploaded.
There is also a chapter saved.
None of them passed the review quickly.
Fang Nian happily decided patiently: "I'll have a chance to come out tomorrow and see which book is more suitable for me to write."
Even with the experience of later generations of great masters, Fang Nian still maintained good backup habits.
Then create a new TXT file on the computer desktop and open the new chapter content with just a few clicks.
"Experienced and energetic, it just took off."
After switching to a computer to code, Fang Nian's speed became even faster.
You must know that even using his mobile phone, last night and today during the day, Fang Nian wrote the beginning of two books with a total of 15,000 words.
Flexible fingers, a relaxed mind, and a healthy body are the biggest gains Fang Nian felt after 24 hours of rebirth.
Good health alone is worth a thousand dollars!
Only those who have experienced the loss and regaining of youthful vitality know what a joy it is.
Although it was just the most common Shuangfeiyan keyboard, which had no mechanical switches and no comfortable key press experience, Fang Nian still challenged his peak hand speed, 140 words per minute.
It’s almost as good as rolling the keyboard with your face.
"..."
For a moment, in the corner of the Dream Internet Cafe, the sound of crackling keyboards sounded rhythmically.
After about twenty minutes, Fang Nian completed a chapter of 3,000 words.
A quick typo check was also performed.
"In this state, don't you just want to make a little money and end up becoming a god again?"
Fang Nian joked to himself.
Suddenly he heard footsteps, and Fang Nian quickly switched pages.
"I thought you were hiding in the corner watching the teachers' acting skills..."
Li Annan came over and said in a low voice with a lewd expression.
Fang Nian: "..."
"Why don't you play Demon Realm today?" Li Annan was a little surprised.
He couldn't quite accept that Fang Nian, who loved playing games, went to an Internet cafe and didn't play games, so he ran over after completing the first copy.
Fang Nian pointed at the computer screen and said seriously: "I am looking up how to learn a foreign language."
"You have to be very cruel in your senior year of high school."
"Would you like to study too?"
Li Annan's whole face was wrinkled up in shock, as if he was meeting Fang Nian for the first time, and it took him a long time to speak.
"You... Ah Nian, I didn't hit you, is there any use in being cruel now?"
"Have you forgotten the fact that I ranked sixteenth from the bottom in the final exam and you ranked tenth from the bottom?"
"Study? Study nonsense!"
Fang Nian stood up, patted Li Annan on the shoulder, and said calmly: "How will you know if you don't try?"
"If you have given up on yourself, how can others take you seriously?"
"Think about it, with your current status, what can you do after graduation? Do you really plan to make a shed?" ①
There is no serious tone of voice.
Just stating a fact.
To be continued...