Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 7 Wash your socks for you...

Fang Yi replied, "Online novel!"

Internet novel?

The three of them were slightly taken aback.

No way, this word is too unfamiliar to them.

In addition to Yan Sheng, Wang Hanqing and Li Bing have never even been to a computer room that is not connected to the Internet, not to mention Internet cafes.

I haven't touched the computer before, so you're not blind when you tell them about online novels.

Wang Hanqing raised his eyebrows and smiled slyly: "Could it be... that kind of book?"

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, Yan Sheng's eyes lit up, and he said straightly, "Brother Fang, please give me a copy."

"What are you guys thinking?" Fang Yi said with a black line on his face.

These little chicks have these things in their minds all day long.

Without scissors, Fang Yi simply took out the key and opened the package roughly.

Open the carton, and inside is a book of beautifully printed books.

Compared with the regular editions sold in bookstores, these special editions have a girdle, which looks much higher.

The cover is very good. It is a picture of an ancient tomb. In the southeast corner of the sarcophagus, a candle is quietly burning, emitting a penetrating green light.

One thing to say, the artist on this cover is quite awesome, using light to render the atmosphere very well.

Coupled with the three characters of the blood-red ghost blowing lamp, even on a hot day, it makes people feel shivering.

On the back of the book, there are some famous reviews.

Several writers that Fang Yi had never heard of, boasted a few words.

Not to mention, this method was very useful at the time, and many people used it.

Although, they do not know these so-called writers, nor do they know what works they have...

At the top of the pile of books, there is a brand new pen.

Yang Zhen thinks it well, is this pen convenient for him to sign?

At this time, Wang Hanqing leaned forward to take a look, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be a horror novel!"

"Horror novel? Let me read it!"

Yan Sheng suddenly became excited, and quickly climbed down from the bed, and squeezed up barefoot.

It can be seen that he really likes horror novels.

"'Ghost Blowing the Lamp' .. clear! The title of this book is awesome, it sounds very emotional."

Yan Sheng looked at Fang Yi and said expectantly, "Brother Fang, can you sell me a copy?"

"Forget about selling it, it was originally a friend who asked me to give it away. If you like it, I will give you a copy." Fang Yi smiled and handed the book in his hand.

"Brother Fang, I'm so sorry. During the school year, I took advantage of you." Yan Sheng didn't answer, but scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

In fact, Fang Yi also brought them breakfast two or three times, as well as a few packets of turkey noodles bought from Han Guo Airport, but the effect was very good. many.

This is the so-called celebrity effect.

Hearing this, Fang Yi joked: "Fourth, if you feel embarrassed, how about helping me wash my clothes for a week?"

"no problem!"

Yan Sheng agreed without hesitation.

There are not many summer clothes, and they can be washed in a few minutes without much trouble.

Mainly, if he doesn't do something for Fang Yi, he always feels bad about it.

Wang Hanqing leaned forward and smiled shamelessly: "Brother Fang, give me a copy, and I'll help you wash your socks for a week!"

Fang Yi was immediately amused, "Pharaoh, this is what you said, I didn't force you.

He was actually quite reluctant to do laundry, especially socks. Now that someone helped do it for him, how could he refuse.

Li Bing opened his mouth and wanted to help Fang Yi, but there seemed to be nothing he could do.

Seeing this, Fang Yi picked up a book and threw it over, and said with a smile, "Take it, it will be your part-time salary."

"Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Catching the book in a hurry, Li Bing showed a simple and honest smile.

Yan Sheng looked at the cover of the book carefully, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Fang, you didn't write this book, right?"

On the cover, Fang Da used this pseudonym in golden font, which is quite conspicuous.

Fang Yi and Fang Dayong can be associated with anyone.

"I wrote it.

Fang Yi didn't hide it, and admitted it generously.

"The novel written by Brother Fang, then I have to read it carefully!" Wang Hanqing got excited and climbed onto the bed in three or two steps with the book.

...for flowers...

"Look at it slowly.

After stacking dozens of books on the desk, Fang Yi washed his face and went to bed for a nap.

Half past one in the afternoon.

Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was the grey ceiling and the old fan that flickered gently.

It was quiet in the dormitory, except for the hooting of the fan swaying.

Rubbing his face, Fang Yi sat up and saw Li Bing on the opposite bed, leaning against the wall, reading the book attentively, as did Wang Hanqing and Yan Sheng next door.

The book "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" is a high-quality book, suitable for all ages. In this era when online literature has not yet become popular, it is like a blockbuster.

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If you like the theme of supernatural horror, then the effect is even more awesome.

It has to be said that Zhang Muye is indeed a talent. He perfectly combines folk culture with his own imagination, making it impossible to tell whether the stories in the book are true or false.

In later generations, many people really thought that there were four major factions of tomb robbers, and believed in the existence of Taoist priests who moved mountains and generals who made high mountains.

After getting out of bed, he walked into the bathroom and washed his face. Fang Yi felt sleepy and completely refreshed.

After changing into casual clothes, he said, "Brothers, it's getting late."

However, no one paid him any attention.

Man, it's really fascinating to watch.

"boom!

A sudden loud bang sounded in the bedroom, and the three of them shivered with fright.

Especially Yan Sheng, the book in his hand was frightened.

After regaining his senses, he realized that it was Fang Yi's sound of slapping the table, Wang Hanqing couldn't help complaining, "Brother Fang, you almost scared me to death."

"I'm scared of a heart attack." Yan Sheng said with lingering fears.

Fang Yi pointed to his watch and reminded: "Brothers, it's getting late, and the military training uniform has not been returned."

"Fuck!

Wang Hanqing glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside and found that it was 1:40, and immediately rolled over and got out of bed.

After washing their faces hastily, the four of them went out with their military training uniforms in their arms.

The military training uniform must be returned to the school, after all, it will be reserved for the juniors next year. work,

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