An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 77 Find the reason for not signing the contract

In charge of being his instructor is Professor Wang Jian'an, who teaches basic computer courses.

However, Professor Wang obviously didn't take the matter of guiding him to complete the work to heart. After the computer room left a sentence and thought about it, he didn't know where he went for a walk.

What should I do?

I just wanted to ask for advice.

Facing a blank screen, Hao Yun tapped the mouse with his index finger, almost smashing the left button, without any clue.

It was the first time he had heard of such a weird test question about a program that could make people think about life.

"...Actually, this is a philosophical question, right?"

No, it could be a math problem too.

After all, what in this world can make people doubt life more than mathematics?

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

Anyway, idle is idle, Hao Yun opened Xiake.com, went into the author's backstage and took a look.

Favorite 222, click 1444, the number is quite auspicious, but he can't see anything if it is not recommended.

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

However, Hao Yun is not in a hurry. Although he has never written a serial novel, he still knows how to use the search tool.

According to the experience imparted by online sand sculpture netizens who seem to be great gods, there is no need to look at the data before the first recommendation, because nothing can be seen. Whether you want to continue writing or not, you have to wait for the first recommendation.

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

Originally, he wanted to see how these people praised him, but he didn't expect to go in a little bit, except for those who advertised to remind him to change.

[I beg the author to greatly update! 】

[Crap! I just felt a little bit, why is it gone? 】

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow? 】

[The author is dead, something happened to burn the paper. 】

"..."

Damn, didn't your father just ask for a day off?

How much hatred?

Patience, Hao Yun typed a line [Don't be impatient, I'll write it now] and sent it, 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 fly in the ointment is that his typing speed is so slow that he can't help but think in his heart when he occasionally misses, if only these words can run on the screen by himself...

I wrote from noon to evening, and finally finished the content of two chapters.

[The eighth round of sword competition in the forest, the crane in the cloud survived the desperate situation. Talking in the temple, the little Vulcan went west to ask for help. 】

【text:……】

[Author's Note: I'm sorry, I was delayed by something yesterday, everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. 】

"Anyway, upload a chapter first."

The rest of the ninth chapter will be kept as a manuscript and will be sent out tomorrow.

After setting the timed transmission, Hao Yun saw that it was getting late, so he turned off the computer, got up and left the computer room.

In the past few days of military training, the cafeteria is full every day when it is time for meals.

If you don't want to lick your plate, it's better to go early...

...

canteen.

Because it was not time for dinner, there were not many people.

Hao Yun, who had finished eating, happened to see an acquaintance waving his little hand at him, so he walked over there.

Putting 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, when he heard Lin Mengmeng sighed softly and complained in a low voice.

"I'm really exhausted recently."

"Is it the competition called Shining Stars?"

"That's almost ready..." Lin Mengmeng muttered while picking up the peppers in the bowl with chopsticks tirelessly, "But my agent doesn't seem to intend to let me idle at all, so he applied for another casting for me .”

"Casting?"

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

Should it be—

"Well, in the new work "Galan Rain" by the great director Tian Ye, there is a female supporting role who doesn't have a lot of roles. Because the filming location is in Jiangcheng, Fujiteng——is my agent, who wants me to go to the crew to try it out. a mirror."

Fuck?

It really is? !

Hao Yun stared at her blankly for a while, before speaking after a long time.

"Uh, isn't that nice?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Mengmeng pouted, "The location is far and remote, and it takes half a day to go back and forth to the school, and I don't want to be an actor. What's more interesting in filming is music."

To be honest, Hao Yun felt the same way.

As far as he feels, she is obviously more suitable for singing, but for acting... maybe she will feel a little dumb?

Every time Hao Yun thinks of this, he can't help complaining, what kind of standard is this broken system for judging potential value.

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 training, just participate in the Hope Cup programming competition within this month."

Lin Mengmeng was dumbfounded.

"Ah?! Can it still be like this?!"

"...Actually, I'm also quite surprised."

After a moment of silence, she said enviously.

"Maybe this is Xueba."

I don't know if it is my illusion.

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

...

Back to the bedroom after dinner.

As soon as Hao Yun entered the door, he heard Lao Zheng holding Zhou Xuan, spitting and discussing the chapter he had just uploaded earlier.

It may be because the military training is too boring. Recently, this guy has become a bit obsessed with reading novels. He always reads "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" whenever he meets, and he looks like a die-hard fan.

On the other hand, Zhou Xuan had a bewildered expression on his face, and he changed the topic several times in embarrassment to express his desire to leave, but Lao Zheng forcibly changed the topic back.

Seeing Hao Yun coming back from the outside, Zhou Xuan seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly grabbed him, saying nothing.

"Brother Yun! Does it feel good not to have military training? Are you overjoyed?"

"Hey der, I've been in the computer room all day, but I have to say, the air conditioner there is really cool."

"Grass! Do you listen to what people say?"

Also seeing Hao Yun standing at the door, Lao Zheng, who was still not satisfied, finally let Zhou Xuan go, and started a new round of Amway.

"Brother Yun, have you read the "Legend of the Shushan Swordsman" that I promoted you last time?"

"...Not yet, what's the matter?"

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

Hao Yun couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"A ten-year-old bookworm is fine, you can just say that you have been reading since you were born."

Although I don't know where this guy got the book from, his embarrassing appearance made him, the person who uploaded it, feel embarrassed.

Seeing that Hao Yun was indifferent to his safety, Zheng Xueqian sighed deeply.

"It doesn't matter, high-end literature is always high-end literature, I'd better leave it to myself to appreciate good things! Hey, I just don't understand what this author is thinking? It's fine to update a chapter a day, and occasionally release pigeons, the ghost will give it to him sign."

Hearing this sentence, Hao Yun was slightly taken aback.

"Is the signing still related to the renewal?"

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

"Then what else? If you were an editor, would you rather sign a newer and more stable author, or an old eunuch?"

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

"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.

always feel...

He seems to have a clue as to why he hasn't signed the contract yet.