"Teacher Hei, I know." Liu Tong nodded. She naturally remembered the labour of the carriage in her dream last time.

Although she was sitting in the carriage, she still knew about the general situation outside, especially the bumpy mountain roads that caused her to suffer a lot.

"Do you know why I asked you to see these?"

"Please tell me, Teacher Hei." Liu Tong said lightly, saying something directly is better.

"First of all, I'll tell you the good news. You performed well in the last copy, so this bird's eye view is also a reward for you." Teacher Hei said: "Your copy task remains unchanged, you still have to do the task, but I can give you a reminder that everything you do will be recorded as the material for your first film and television work."

"You mean, my copy will become a movie?" Liu Tong asked in surprise.

"It may not be a movie, it may be a short film, a TV series, or an advertisement, it may also be an MV or something, it depends on your performance." Teacher Hei said.

"Then are these actors, real people, or virtual data I met?" Liu Tong asked.

"Life is like a play, life is like a dream. Whether you think they are actors or real people, even if you think they are data, it depends on how you think." After Mr. Hei said, he smiled faintly, "Please start your performance below."

Liu Tong's eyes turned dark. When she woke up again, she saw herself sitting in a familiar carriage.

A strong urge to urinate made Liu Tong tremble slightly, and her face turned red.

"Miss, do you want to change your clothes?" Xiaohong, the maid next to him, asked softly in understanding.

"Yes." Liu Tong nodded, and at the same time cursed the system. Don't record the changing screen casually.

The convoy traveled another distance and then took a rest.

Liu Tong got off the car and moved, looking at the green mountains, green waters and blue sky, his mood was a little better.

"Xiao Yi, do you want to have a fight?" Jing Ke walked over and asked with a gentle smile.

"Okay, Brother Jing." Liu Tong said, drawing out the long sword, looking at Jing Ke who was ready, and stabbed him with force with his wrist.

The two of them had sword moves and attacks and defenses, and dozens of rounds, which was comparable.

But Liu Tong knew that Jing Ke did not use his real strength, let alone his killer moves.

After the sword training and competition was over, Liu Tong asked, "Brother Jing, do you have confidence in this action?"

"It must be successful, right?" Jing Ke said lightly, looking towards Xianyang, "A scholar died for his confidant, and this time we are going to do this."

"What kind of person do you think Ying Zheng is?" Liu Tong asked.

"He has great talent and ambition to unify the seven kingdoms, but he will soon become a dead man."

"We will die too." Liu Tong said.

"We are different from him. He dies with his eyes open, and we completed the task." Jing Ke smiled faintly.

Liu Tong didn't talk much, the convoy continued to set off, recalling Jing Ke's last words, and shook her head gently. She wanted to complete the task, so she had to help Jing Ke complete the task.

It doesn't matter what history is, but in this copy, she wants to cooperate with Jing Ke to successfully assassinate Ying Zheng.

Seven days later, less than a hundred miles away from Xianyang, Liu Tong woke up from her dream.

Sitting up from the head of the bed, Liu Tong subconsciously touched her chest.

"Liu Tong, appearance 18, intelligence 16, body 18, temperament 19;"

This set of data undoubtedly proves that he has made continuous progress these days, and whether it is himself or the people around him, he can clearly feel it.

I looked at my phone and it was 6:20.

It's still early, today is Saturday, so there is no need to go to school, but at noon, his copying task will fail.

Liu Tong turned on the computer and started typing. This time he logged into the author's section and saw a text message prompt.

"Your work "The Otaku Ending the Apocalypse" will be recommended in the science fiction category at 14:00 on the 15th. Please keep it stable and update it. If you have any questions, please contact the editor."

Liu Tong smiled slightly. This is a small recommendation, which is called a test-and-test, and finally waited.

No matter how good his novel is, if there is no recommendation, it will take a long period of accumulation and growth.

Once he has a recommendation, his novel award will be given wings and fly up to a high level.

Liu Tong was in a good mood and kept writing until breakfast. Then she said to her mother and went out to go straight to the office building.

When I arrived at the office building, at just 8:30, Liu Tong opened the iron door and walked directly to her work.

There are less than one-fifth of the content, and it may take one or two days to complete.

Liu Tong set an alarm clock for his mobile phone and immersed in the world of painting.

When the alarm clock rang, Liu Tong stopped writing and looked at the empty hall, feeling a little disappointed.

When he walked out of the office building, locked the door, Liu Tong went home, and on the way he heard the system's punishment prompt.

The whole world became quiet, and Liu Tong smiled instead.

Ten minutes later, the system prompted again, "A primary task, copy the Qingming River During the Map, reward the temperament +1 for success, reward the primary lottery once, and punish deaf for 1,200 seconds if you fail, and reset the task, and the completion time limit is 72 hours."

It was already 12:30 when Liu Tong arrived home, and her mother had just finished cooking.

Liu Tong ate two big bowls of rice, which was about the same appetite as his father, which made his father praise: "Son has indeed grown up and has a lot of appetite."

"Haha..." Liu Tong was speechless. He couldn't say that after eating pickled bars in his dream for seven days, he saw that the appetite of rice increased greatly.

After lunch, Liu Tong ran out again and headed straight to the office building. The task was reset again. He had to complete the task before the third punishment came.

One afternoon, Liu Tong completed 90% of the copying task. Seeing that there was only the last part left, Liu Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

After having supper at around six o'clock, Liu Tong did not go out again and turned on the computer to continue typing.

Until before going to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening, Liu Tong was immersed in the world she created.

After washing, he lay on the bed, Liu Tong opened his eyes. He knew that after closing his eyes, he would travel to the dungeon world again.

These days, he has already gained some insights. Perhaps as Teacher Hei said, life is like a play, but you don’t know that you are an actor.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Liu Tong entered the dream copy world again.

Liu Tong opened her eyes with the familiar sound of horse hooves and the shaking carriage.

This time Teacher Hei did not show up, and the maid Xiaohong was leaning against the carriage and fell asleep.

The sound of wheels outside and the occasional horse sound made Liu Tong gradually integrate into this world.

After placing the guqin in a straight line, she began to play the guqin, and the melodious music spread out from the carriage.

At the front of the convoy, Jing Ke, who was riding a horse, smiled when he heard the music. Obviously, the shaking of the carriage made the piano sound make many mistakes, but this piano skill is undoubtedly one step further than before.

"Xiao Yi, Jing is content to die with you in this life."
Chapter completed!