I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 69: You can take any roll

【35% Unfortunately, you did not win. 】

[12% (Skill) The combination of Yin and Yang of dragon, jade and phoenix...]

[10% (transformation) The liver of stone·Like the courage of fighting...]

[30% (item) secret medicine·Peiyuan Dan; brewed by ancient methods, nourishing and nourishing. It is used to strengthen yang qi, nourish the kidneys, and regulate the deficiency of the five internal organs. It can strengthen yang qi and eliminate evil spirits to achieve strong yang qi and energetic energy. (Take 1 pill at a time, 2 times a day. This product cannot replace medicines)]

[8% (item) Oath of Faith; the great work of the legendary mage "Maureen Bell" of DQ01 Magic Plane. DQ01 The final sound of spiritual spells in the magic plane. The user writes the other party's name on the 'Oath of Faith' with a pen, and recalls the other party's appearance in his mind. A contract will be concluded with the other party's soul body, resulting in a powerful binding agreement, that is, the person being cast will never do anything that harms the interests and personal safety of the caster. (Is it only up to this level? What's the use? I'm not afraid of him hurting me, I want him to love me!!)

[5% (reform) Heart of Iron; a bionic organ cultivated by the biological cultivation technology of the BC23 technological plane. After the transformation, the probability of suffering from heart-related diseases is zero, and the probability of heart damage caused by external blows is reduced. Compared with the original heart, the functions of blood pumping, endocrine and other functions are improved by 430%, which can greatly improve physical fitness, effectively resist the aging of body functions and improve 22% of human lifespan. In addition, according to the latest research, cardiac modification has the hidden effect of enhancing willpower and resisting stress for some people. It is recommended to introduce an interest-free loan policy together with liver and gallbladder modification to promote universal popularization. (We have a heart as hard as steel, but in the face of life, it has not made us tough and tolerant. In the face of love, it is still beating wildly and at a loss.)]

"bring it on!"

Looking at the lottery turntable in front of him, Li Peifeng had no expression on his face, but he could feel it from his knife-like eyes;

"I'm going to start cheating!"

…

"I think this meeting was just halfway through, and dozens of people slipped away."

"Haha, I must have gone back to my room to write."

In the men's bathroom, two young men came in, one fat and the other thin, talking and laughing while pouring water in front of the urinal.

"Have you noticed that there seem to be a lot of authors on the female channel this time?"

"Normally, their IP adaptation is better than that of male channels, and naturally more authors are invited. But I found that there are actually several men who also write female channels, which is very scary!"

"Fuck, are you a pervert? Can a big man write a female channel to write the results of being invited by the Internet Weekly?"

"Who says it's not? The key is that they're willing to come too. Wretched or not!"

"Let's not talk about this... Hey, do you see any good-looking beautiful writers here?"

"No! If you want to say that the most good-looking participant, it must be Zhao Qingge! But he is a scholar, not an author."

The thin man agreed: "That professor from the North China Division? He is really beautiful. He looks like a celebrity. I almost want to ask for a group photo."

The two put on their pants, and when they reached the door of the bathroom, the fat man hesitated a little.

"Are you going back to the meeting?"

The thin man shook his head: "What the hell, it's better than this when you go back and code!"

"Let's go shopping together."

"Forget it, I want to go back and code."

The fat man scolded with a smile: "You come out to play and write? Are you sick?"

The thin man chuckled: "The main reason is that I plan to double-open, and there is a lot of pressure, so there is nothing I can do."

"Fuck, when did it happen?"

The fat man was startled and angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you kidding me? It's all right, I'll code when I go back! Let's see who can beat who!"

Just as the thin man was about to respond, he heard a loud and clear voice like a bell ringing from a single room in a corner, deep in the bathroom.

"Roll, you can roll, there is nothing you can't roll!"

The two turned their heads subconsciously, only to feel that a peerless handsome boy pushed the door out and walked in strides. The dimly lit bathroom seemed to be lit up twice.

His steps are quick and steady, his temperament is as pine as bamboo, and his eyes are as bright as lightning.

"Flowing water strives to be the first, relying on continuous flow!"

After getting closer, Li Peifeng praised: "If you persist in not giving up in the face of every seemingly ordinary choice, we can eventually become part of this great era!"

"The dedicated and diligent coding spirit of the two writers is very worth learning for me."

"The speaker at the meeting just now said it well. We Internet article authors must shoulder the historical mission of building a cultural power entrusted by the times, contribute to the exchange and mutual learning of world civilizations, and build a community with a shared future for mankind... The two of you now have one more code each Words, I made a little more contribution.”

"If all web writers can change their laziness and code as diligently as the two, then the building of a community with a shared future for mankind will not be far away!!"

Li Peifeng is full of confidence, optimistic and full of hope: "I have also decided to learn from the two of you and code 20,000 words today. No, let's make a small contribution!"

"Forehead?"

Fat and thin Toutuo was dumbfounded, and looked up at him, maybe feeling that he couldn't beat the mental illness in front of him, so they exchanged winks and decided to use delaying tactics.

"you are?"

Li Peifeng smiled so brightly that he showed two rows of neat white teeth: "There is a thing or two in the world, and the final destination is a female video writer!"

The fat and thin Tutu swallowed their saliva together, all of them a little nervous.

Just now you were saying bad things about others, you were caught in action.

Li Peifeng handed over his hand: "You haven't asked for advice?"

"The best guy on the street, the final male channel."

"Pulse Street B, the terminal male channel."

"I'm very honored to have met two street masters today!"

Li Peifeng reached out his hand enthusiastically, regardless of their reluctance, and shook hands with them one by one. After shaking hands, he seemed to remember something, and smiled ashamedly: "Sorry, I forgot to wash my hands."

…

"Today's opening ceremony for online literature ends here. Next, everyone is invited to move to the exhibition hall to visit the exhibition of achievements in the development of my country's online literature."

Following the speaker's words, the warmest applause of the day erupted in the venue, and then everyone stood up and left their seats, talking quietly.

"Why didn't you say when dinner will be served?"

"Didn't I give you a small notebook before joining the club? It's written in it that there's still half an hour left."

"Where is the restaurant? I'll go there and sit and wait for a while."

"Don't you want to go to the exhibition hall? There seems to be your book on it."

"Hey, let's take a look."

"Qingge, let's go to the exhibition hall too?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man with the word "Wang Wei" written on the seat smiled and invited Zhao Qingge.

Wang Wei, 57 years old, is an expert on the subject evaluation team of the Social Science Fund project, winner of the 4th Lu Xun Literature Award, deputy director of the Internet Literature Committee of the Dongguo Writers Association, Zhao Qingge’s elder, and a friend of his parents.

"OK."

Zhao Qingge turned his head and glanced at the back row, but did not see Li Peifeng. He frowned slightly, got up, and followed the flow of people to the exhibition hall with Wang Wei.

The exhibition hall is magnificent, with two rows of display walls standing on both sides. They are about 2.5 meters high and 20 meters long. They are mainly red and yellow.

On it are printed in color online works that have made great achievements in various eras since the birth of online literature. The total number is about fifty or sixty. There is an introduction and quotation below the cover image of each work.

"Actually, I feel that the current research on Internet articles is somewhat stuck in a bottleneck. It is a bunch of theoretical stuff that not many people read. The best thing to do is to find a representative to serve as a model and do some specific analysis and elaboration."

Wang Wei walked slowly past the display wall, took a closer look, and shook his head: "But there are no suitable writers here."

Zhao Qingge didn't know, he just sighed: "I understand what you mean, it would be best to capture a bridge character between online literature and serious literature, just like Jin Yong straddled popular literature and serious literature... But there is no Ah! In the entire online literary world, it is difficult for anyone to achieve Jin Yong’s unique position among martial arts novel authors."

"Maybe there won't be any in the future."

Wang Wei joked: "With the minimum requirement of updating 4,000 words of online articles a day, even a thousand-mile horse will become a donkey sooner or later!"

Zhao Qingge smiled and nodded.

The two chatted about academic issues. Wang Wei slapped his forehead, as if he remembered something, and said a little embarrassedly: "Qing Ge, are you still single now?"

"Well, you?" Zhao Qingge's expression was solemn, but he hesitated to speak.

"Hi."

Wang Wei waved his hand: "Your parents told me about this before and asked me to find the right one for you. Although I agreed, I didn't take it seriously. What age is it now? Free love, if you can't find it, just Keep looking, it’s no big deal.”

Zhao Qingge breathed a sigh of relief: "You are right, I am now..."

"But." Wang Wei chuckled, and changed the topic: "Recently, I really feel that there is someone who is suitable for you. The young man is from the capital, thirty-five years old, unmarried, good-looking, and a senior cadre. The future is promising. I seem to have met you once before, but I am too embarrassed to talk to you. How about you meet someone after you return to Beijing? "

Zhao Qingge pursed his lips and was about to speak when he heard a familiar voice...

"Here, Professor Zhao is here!"

Li Peifeng took two hands, one fat and one thin, and walked up to him, and then said with a smile: "Mentor, these two writer brothers of mine are your fans, admire your knowledge, and want to take a photo with you, you See if it works?"

Who the hell is your brother? It's just a friendship of peeing together, worth fifty cents at most!

The fat and thin Pujie showed awkward but polite smiles. They were also at a loss. They were looking at the exhibition hall well, but they were dragged over by Li Peifeng.

"Forget it if you take a group photo together. But we do express our admiration and gratitude for your research in the field of online literature..."

"Okay, we can take a group photo!"

Zhao Qingge smiled and nodded.

(End of chapter)