Chen Zan had no idea that his article had brought bad luck to the male protagonist twice. At this moment, he thought he was working diligently to make a fortune.
I drank a little last night, and my head still hurts a little, so I'm not in the right state when I'm typing. After writing a little, I was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Xiao Chen, are you there?" the old man's voice was full of energy.
Jasper Chen opened the door, her hair messy and curly: "Good morning."
The old man couldn't stand it and pointed to his watch: "It's almost eleven o'clock."
Jasper Chen stretched, and when he saw the man standing behind the old man, the laziness in his eyes disappeared a little.
Tall, with slightly long hair, and there's a line in a novel...a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth. This was because the recent silly and sweet writing style had influenced my way of thinking.
Perhaps because they had drunk together, the old man treated him a little more intimately: "This is the man I mentioned to you."
Jasper Chen took a quick look and saw that he was wearing a shirt and black trousers, and apart from his face, he looked quite ordinary.
"Hello." The man smiled and nodded to him.
Chen Zan was silent for two seconds, then took the initiative to say hello, with no hidden contempt in his eyes. It seemed that he was just like his original self, an insignificant little person in the book.
"Chen Zan." He stretched out his hand and gave his name.
The man shook his hand and said, "My last name is Yin, Dexter Yin."
Jasper Chen withdrew his hand, stared at the man for a while, and said hesitantly: "The village still doesn't have internet?"
The man hummed softly, his tone rising, revealing his doubt.
"Nothing." Jasper Chen made up an excuse: "I tend to talk nonsense when I don't sleep well."
Judging from the other person's appearance, he has never seen any negative information about me, maybe because he doesn't go online often.
With several pieces of information combined, Chen Zan couldn't help but doubt the man's purpose of approaching the old man again.
The old man invited him to sit in his room, not noticing the complicated look in Jasper Chen's eyes. However, the man glanced at Jasper Chen lightly when he locked the door, and saw all the emotions in his eyes.
There was another box of milk next to the table, which should have been brought by Dexter Yin.
Nowadays, people give similar gifts when visiting relatives, and Jasper Chen feels that it is a bit perfunctory. He doesn't know how to stir up the atmosphere, and he sits down with his arms crossed and says nothing, which makes him look like a gangster boss.
The old man had made a strange definition when Chen Zan was competing with him for the trash can business, and he was used to Chen Zan's behavior.
Considering that Dexter Yin was not a show-off and Jasper Chen lived a shabby life, directly stating Dexter Yin's status might make him feel disappointed, so the old man simplified it and said, "Dexter Yin is doing some great business now. If you have any ideas for doing business, you can ask him for advice."
Dexter Yin smiled meaningfully. It seemed that he was talking to Jasper Chen, but in fact, he was hinting that he could help him if it was convenient. He couldn't help but look at Jasper Chen more, wondering what was so special about this young man.
Jasper Chen still looked calm and composed. He was clearly unmoved, but he acted as if he was humbly seeking advice.
Dexter Yin's attitude seemed quite mild: "Where do you want to start?"
Jasper Chen thought he didn't have the brains for this, so he thought for a moment and said, "Add me as a friend. I'll ask you for advice in private when I figure it out."
The real intention is much simpler and more brutal. If you are lucky, you may be able to get to know this person through the circle of friends.
If someone else had made this request, eighty percent of the time it was to climb a big tree, but Dexter Yin saw something else in Chen Zan's expression, such as... defensiveness.
This perception is absurd and ridiculous.
With the old man acting as a mediator, Dexter Yin was very easy to talk to and cooperated and added WeChat.
The three of them didn't chat for long before Dexter Yin received a phone call and left early for something.
Chen Zan said casually: "Mr. Yin seems to be very busy."
Old man: "A big company."
Jasper Chen suddenly asked: "Have you been to his company?"
The old man laughed: "Of course not."
Jasper Chen was thoughtful, and the old man asked: "Hurry up and find a proper job. I see you stay at home every day, how can you earn money?"
Chen Zan said seriously, "Yes."
The old man was disappointed with his success: "Depending on daydreaming?"
Jasper Chen shook his head: "My ex-girlfriend made money." After thinking about it, he felt that it was not accurate, and added: "To be precise, it was my former secret crush."
...
The old man curled his lips. Twenty years ago, he could knock down ten of these frivolous young men with one punch.
After a delay during the day, Jasper Chen had to start typing as soon as he returned to the room after the chat.
[System: Every time the host completes a mission, he will gain a corresponding amount of whitewashing points for the male supporting role, which can be exchanged for items. After clearing the level, he will have the opportunity to return to the original world.]
When Jasper Chen was rushing to finish his manuscript, his tone was not very good: "What is my current whitewashing value?"
【System: 60. 】
She is so dark that she becomes naturally pink. Some people actually have a slight change in their opinion after reading his articles.
Jasper Chen asked casually: "How much can you get for completing your task of asking for forgiveness?"
【System: ...30. 】
The fingers jumping on the keyboard paused for a moment: "What use are you to then?"
It’s better to just write down your words.
For the following time, the system was no longer heard speaking.
Jasper Chen didn't care. Although he was a newcomer, the website paid a lot of attention to him. As someone with a bad reputation, if he stopped updating without reason, it would be easy to lose some of the people who were really interested in the novel.
I wrote on and off until eight o'clock in the evening, and suddenly there was a word that I couldn't think of no matter how hard I racked my brains.
"What is it that expresses unexpected compliments?"
There was silence and no one answered.
Jasper Chen called the system.
[System: What are you shouting about? I am a system, not a dictionary! ]
Chen Zan curled his lips and chose to check online.
After typing and reviewing, another half an hour passed in a flash.
After Jasper Chen finished publishing the chapter, he stretched his body and twisted his stiff neck. Suddenly he realized that there was something wrong and paused for a moment: "System."
[System: Don’t ask if I’m here, just let me go if you have something to say! ]
Jasper Chen's face darkened: "Where is the previous system?"
Judging from the tone of their speech, they are completely different: the former is shy, while the latter is irritable.
[System: It has shut itself off. Now it's my turn to lead you.]
...
Vaguely guessing some of the reasons why the previous system was autistic, Chen Zan rationally did not ask any questions.
[System: Task 1 (Whitewashing of the male supporting role) Please, host, devote yourself to charity. ]
Jasper Chen: "Isn't the task of apologizing for the crime still unfinished?"
[System: Detected that the whitewashing value has reached the completion level, and the task will be refreshed randomly. ]
Jasper Chen opened the door to a new world: "In other words, as long as I can get the whitewashing points, it doesn't matter whether I complete the task you set or not."
[System: ...Just know it in your heart, just shut up!]
After a moment of silence, Jasper Chen couldn't help but miss the previous system.
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Lin.
After finishing a day's work, Bryce Lin hesitated whether to check his phone.
In his eyes, Chen Zan was nothing but a clown. Bryce Lin once wanted to report Feng Wen, but Chen Zan's article was quite realistic, and every word between the lines vaguely belittled him as an individual.
But after just two chapters, I was scolded by my girlfriend and then had several of my cards suspended.
Bryce Lin frowned, hesitating whether to read the third chapter.
Looking at the red release time, I finally clicked in---
The first few hundred words are the author's complaints about his contempt for people throwing money away without giving change.
Bryce Lin shook his head and continued reading:
When I bought the sticky notes and rushed out, she just hailed a taxi and threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash can.
I stood there feeling lost.
Just then, a man wearing a baseball cap and a mask passed by the trash can and accidentally threw his mobile phone into the trash can when he threw his coffee cup.
People passing by couldn't help but laugh, but they were kind enough to pretend they didn't see anything so that the man wouldn't have to rummage through the trash can in such an embarrassing way.
Out of boredom, I leaned against a pillar with my arms folded and took a few more glances.
The man breathed a sigh of relief when he picked up the phone. I was about to look away when I accidentally caught a glimpse of a slightly dirty tissue hidden between the man's fingers, with sporadic blood spots on it.
For some reason, I just had a hunch that this was dropped by the woman before she got into the taxi.
My action was faster than my reason, and when the man was about to leave on the bus, I followed him.
Turning the page reminds me that the author only wrote here.
Bryce Lin was stunned, and hoping for a lucky break, he flipped through the book again and confirmed that the third chapter ended here.
I looked at the comments with a somewhat subtle look:
[Maria's hair: The author is not a human being if he cuts it here! ]
[Jinshu: Oh, you are just trying to attract attention. By the way, is the update time fixed? ]
【Tianxia Yian: What kind of man is it to stop here? 】
The number of abusive comments has been reduced by half, and now many of them are urging for more updates.
Bryce Lin stared at the screen for a few seconds, put down his phone and prepared to go to sleep. At about eleven o'clock, he opened his eyes in the dark...still wanting to know what happened next.
Because it involved his girlfriend, he couldn't help but be more concerned. He wanted to call Jiang Ying to ask if she had any recollection of what happened that day, but thinking of the scolding he had received, he hesitated to dial the number.
With a strange feeling, I registered a reader account on the website.
[On the willow tree beside the pond: Throw a deep water ball. As long as the author updates twice, I will reward him ten more times. ]
After doing all this, I inexplicably felt like a guilty thief.
Lying on the bed again, the cold sheets seemed to be unable to warm up no matter what. Ten minutes later, Bryce Lin looked at the comments that had just been posted, and they had been overwhelmed by the new comments urging for more updates.
Seeing this, I felt relieved for some reason.
Just before putting down his phone, he refreshed the page out of habit and found that the author had replied to him ten seconds ago.
[Author's reply: Are you... lonely? ]
A reader later joined in the fun and took up a post: How can I not be lonely if my nightlife is filled with reading?
In just one minute, there were seven or eight replies to this comment.
Bryce Lin frowned, suspecting that Jasper Chen and he were incompatible. After a while, he sneered, and it was not certain who was lonelier, the reader or the writer.
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As for Jasper Chen, he just saw the comments and replied casually when he was sleepless.
"It's true that staying up late to work is not a good idea." Jasper Chen stared at the ceiling absentmindedly: "System."
【System: Release! 】
Jasper Chen: "I can't sleep, let's chat."
[System: What do you think of our system? ]
Jasper Chen: "The most beautiful companionship."
【System: ...Tell the truth.】
This time Jasper Chen did not answer immediately. After careful consideration, he slowly said, "Provide free professional chatting services."
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