An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 73 The Serialization Begins

"The Legend of Shushan Swordsmen"

[The first moonlit night, sailing a lonely boat in Wuxia Gorge, singing apes and climbing the plank road, meeting a friend at the end of the world, moving home and accompanying a hidden mountain]

【Words: 4540】

"...Is this all right anyway?"

After much deliberation, Hao Yun finally chose Xiake.com, which is said to be the largest website for martial arts novels in China, and updated the novel in the form of an online serial.

For one thing, four million words is too much, and I have to copy my hands off. Secondly, he is not sure whether it will be popular. If he writes hundreds of thousands of words and publishes it at his own expense, wouldn't it be embarrassing for no one to read it?

To be honest, he was really worried.

It's been 18 years since the new calendar, will anyone really read such a "retro" book?

But after thinking about it, Hao Yun felt relieved.

After all, even such a mentally handicapped game as Temple Escape is played with great enjoyment, and they charge up to ten thousand or twenty thousand in their minds. Maybe some people really like this kind of "antique"?

After all, the subject matter is still very fresh.

According to the information he found on the search engine, there is no threshold for Xia Ke to read the serialized novels on the Internet. No matter whether the contract is signed or not, it can be updated. If the quality is acceptable, there will be a private letter from the editor.

Hao Yun doesn't care much about signing or not, but it is said that only after signing a contract can he have manuscript fees and recommendations.

In order to let more people see this work, he still intends to take this matter seriously.

After the upload is complete, the review will pass in seconds.

After waiting for a minute and no one commented, Hao Yun left the keyboard with both hands.

"Let's update the three chapters first. If no one reads it, then try self-publishing at that time."

Thinking of this, he stretched himself, pushed away the chair and stood up.

It's getting late.

Tomorrow is the first day of military training. For the sake of the next month, it is better to rest early tonight...

"The last person to go to bed turns off the lights."

After yelling, before Lao Zheng, who was sitting there playing Escape from the Temple, came back to his senses, Hao Yun climbed onto the bed in a hurry.

...

To be honest, although he had been mentally prepared before, Hao Yun still felt a headache for a while when the things he had experienced happened again.

Standing at attention, resting, turning between stops, kicking, stepping, squatting, standing up, counting... These are the same as in the previous life, and the universities in Huaguo also do the same.

What's different is that there are crawling forward, lying down on the spot and some training subjects that Hao Yun has never heard of, which made him feel that Xia Guo is indeed the most powerful country in the People's League.

In short, with such a set of procedures, even Lao Zheng, who loves to brag the most, became a dead dog after exhaustion.

Hao Yun still remembers how this guy ran the train there when he first came to the playground.

"—Military training is all about having hands. Back then, our high school was militarized. We got up at five o'clock every day to do exercises. Yes. Hehe, that’s all.”

And now—

"No, I'm going to die..."

Looking at Lao Zheng who had lost even the strength to brag, Hao Yun silently mourned for him for half a second in his heart.

Everyone spent the whole morning in high-intensity training, almost passing all the basic subjects of the entire military training.

It wasn't until lunch time that the black-faced instructor walked up to them, and after yelling to stand at attention, he began his first lecture.

"Just now is a warm-up, let you get familiar with the training process before getting familiar with me."

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Wu. I won't tell you my name first, so you brats scold me behind your back. From today on, I will be your instructor. You can call me Instructor Wu."

After talking, no one responded.

Because everyone is exhausted and out of breath...

The black-faced instructor first smiled kindly, then suddenly stared.

"Have you heard clearly! I'm asking you something!"

"...Listen, I understand."

Everyone was stupefied by the yelling, only a few students who were fairly quick-witted responded sparsely.

However, it is obviously impossible for an instructor to be satisfied with such an answer.

Instructor Wu continued to yell as if he didn't hear it.

"Aren't you full yet? Give it to me again! If you still can't hear me, don't even eat lunch!"

Seeing that this guy was threatening him with lunch, even though he was exhausted and had no strength at all, Hao Yun held his breath, and shouted loudly along with the people next to him.

"Listen clearly!"

Seeing that these recruits finally seem to be on the same page, the black-faced instructor nodded.

"It's okay. I can barely score 60 points this time. Who is your sports committee? I know you."

The square team was silent for two seconds, and looked at the center of the team in unison.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Liang Ziyuan swallowed, and walked out of the team bravely.

To be honest, it was the first time Hao Yun saw this guy like this.

"I……"

Instructor Wu glanced at him and clicked his tongue.

"too skinny."

"..."

Liang Ziyuan didn't speak, and he didn't dare to talk back, but Zheng Xueqian, who was standing in the queue, smiled as low as ever, and couldn't help but accidentally laughed out loud.

Although the animal carefully controlled the volume, it was still heard by Instructor Wu.

"That smirking one, come out for me!"

"No, instructor, I—"

"Report before you speak!"

"Report! I—"

"I don't want to hear it, so run five laps around the playground for me first."

Looking at Zheng Xueqian who was running around with a bitter face, Instructor Wu looked at Liang Ziyuan next to him.

"You supervise him, when to finish running, when to eat."

Liang Ziyuan: "Yes..."

Then, Instructor Wu glanced at his own team, then at others, and suddenly clapped his hands.

"Others, disband!"

"Hurry up to the cafeteria for dinner, don't let the two in a row take the lead! Run!"

Although I was too tired to move, I was still running on the playground. This time, no one dared to be disobedient. One and two immediately dispersed into a swarm and ran towards the cafeteria, for fear that if I walked too slowly, I would be left behind to run circle.

The same goes for Hao Yun.

Although I sympathize with what happened to the two of them, there is no way, who wants them to just catch up?

Bear with it.

This is just the beginning.

The hard part is yet to come.

Seeing Brother Ziyuan standing on the side of the track looking at him begging for help, Hao Yun gave him a reassuring look.

Don't worry, I will accompany you when I finish eating!

...

canteen.

Hao Yun, who had eaten his portion of the meal, finally found an empty seat, and walked over to sit down with a plate.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

As soon as the butt touched the stool, the sore feeling immediately climbed up his thigh along the flesh and meridians of the heel, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Good guy.

Did Ganqing lose consciousness just now?

But this is just the beginning...

Thinking that the military training was still one month away, Hao Yun, who had just comforted others in his heart, felt hopeless.

Just when Hao Yun was feeling deeply desperate for the next month, a fragrant wind blew across the dry desert.

When he came back to his senses, an acquaintance was already sitting opposite him.

Appreciating the despair on Hao Yun's face, Lin Mengmeng put down the plate and said with a smile.

"How is it, junior, how do you feel on the first day of military training?"

Hao Yun couldn't help rolling his eyes at this obviously joking gaze.

"Don't you know what it feels like?"

To be honest, sometimes he really doesn't understand this guy.

It doesn't look like he is really picky, and he is not willing to spend money lavishly. This guy is willing to spend 10,000 to 20,000 yuan to play a garbage game, and he comes here every day to squeeze the cafeteria.

It can't be because the living expenses are all charged to the game, right?

wrong……

It seems that there may not be such a possibility?

He didn't know what strange things Hao Yun was thinking, and he didn't want to know at all. The gloating smile on Lin Mengmeng's face was as happy as drinking Coke.

"Hee hee, we are not as miserable as you are. Our music department is only ten days old, and we still listen to lectures in the classroom for the first three days."

Hehe, let you reply to Ben Guliang's WeChat in seconds! Let you take a bath three times a day! Let you go to bed before ten o'clock!

This is God's punishment for you!

"Fuck? Isn't this too unfair!?"

When people are tired, it is difficult to talk about demeanor.

Even Hao Yun, who considered himself to be refined and easy-going, couldn't help but swear.

"After all, we are engaged in art. Personal image is also very important. The school also took care of us... But it seems that we were the only ones in this class. Anyway, we were really lucky at that time." Lin Mengmeng looked at the corner of his mouth with a smirk, and his face was happy Biting the chopsticks, "Schoolmate, you know what? Your expression is very disgusting right now."

"..."

If it was normal, Hao Yun would definitely miss a few words and go back.

But this time, he was uncharacteristically silent, just staring straight at her chopsticks with a slightly surprised expression.

Feeling a little embarrassed by being seen, Lin Mengmeng moved the chopsticks away from his mouth, his eyes blushed erratically.

"I, is there something on my face?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Hao Yun replied straightforwardly.

"It's nothing... I thought you didn't eat green peppers."

Lin Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he finally realized the real reason why his cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.

"One, just a sip, of course it's okay, water, where's the water? I'm a little thirsty, have you bought any water?"

Although she was still holding on, she could no longer see the previous ease on her face, and even her voice was out of shape.

Looking at the small mouth that was instantly painted with aunt's red, and the eyes that were almost soaked in mist, Hao Yun sighed, and reluctantly handed over the pulse he had just bought.

"...I just bought it and haven't drunk it yet."

Even peppers...

As for such an exaggeration?

However, if you think about it in your own shoes, maybe for people who can't eat spicy food at all, this is indeed a critical moment of life and death.

Looking at Lin Mengmeng who snatched tons of tons away, Hao Yun suddenly felt distressed, and couldn't help but add a sentence.

"Don't drink so fast."

"...Remember to save some for me."