God Descends the Second Dimension

He now has a feeling that he created this club, is he wrong?

Although each of the members has potential, but there are too many unstable factors, such as Kasumigaoka Shiwa with a poisonous tongue, Goshoin Apricot with a black belly, Mashiro Shiina who coexists with natural blackness and natural stupidity, and a severe dead house that is harmless to humans and animals. Ai Lunya, the blonde Sawamura Erili who looks like a defeated dog, Tamaki Ako who may be blackened at any time, and a lot of problem children...

And now there is another soy sauce Yamada goblin, he now has the illusion that the other party may join the 'Modern Dimension Research Society' someday.

Perhaps where the most distinctive club competition is held, if your team does not win the championship, there must be shady operations, Wang Hao thought.

Everyone didn't have any opinion on this, anyway, they don't need to worry about this problem, and if there is one more person who hacks, there is nothing wrong with it, on the contrary, it adds to the fun of the game.

Hey, Wang Hao sighed secretly in his heart, if only the members of the club worked as hard as Qingshan Qihai.

But he can only think in his heart, if he wants to change the other members, he can only change the current environment slowly.

It's useless to think about it now, Wang Hao looked sideways at the sky outside the window, "It's getting late, and it's almost time for the club activity room to end, so I don't need to say things like pay attention to safety, right?"

"Do you think we are children?"

"That's right, then I'll go back to my room first."

Yushengyuan Xing asked casually, Wang Hao shook his head lightly, and for the time being, he should go back to the room to finish today's work, maybe it is because he really loves to worry too much, but if he lets this situation go, then definitely It is to take jujube pills.

Leaving the club activity room, Wang Hao went back to the computer chair in his room, and opened Station B at one click. The page layout of the entire website took on a new look. It was no longer a large blank template like before, and all areas were organized in an orderly manner. , giving people the impression at first glance that it is very simple and comfortable.

This made Wang Hao smile bitterly. It seems that Yushengyuan Xing and others did not patronize the game today. Everyone in the 'Modern Dimension Research Institute' is working hard together!

Chapter 210 The Day of Destiny in April [Ask for a monthly ticket, I wish everyone a happy National Day! 】

Wang Hao browsed station b carefully, and the overall sense is very comfortable to look at. Compared with the pale station before, the taste of station b is indeed much higher than it is now.

Of course, he would definitely not agree with Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's previous statement. At that time, it was mainly because he was too busy, so he forgot to build station b. It was definitely not because of his own taste!

Well, at that time, the browsing experience of station b was really bad, and there is no way to refute this point...

After browsing the entire station b, Wang Hao's face was very satisfied. The current station b is divided into very individual characteristics. Although it is still very simple for the time being, it can already be recognized by people who enter station b at a glance. This is a two-dimensional personal website, and each area is very distinctive and interesting.

It is not easy to achieve this at this stage. If you want to get a piece of the cake in this fiercely competitive and fast-growing network, then you can’t make drastic reforms, because if you make such a move rashly, then your own All that's left in front of you is just a few cake crumbs.

That's why Wang Hao chose to develop station b into a personal website at this time, and as a personal webmaster, he adopted a pragmatic attitude and continued to move forward, combining the advantages of his previous life to position station b in the Two-dimensional field.

Moreover, it is necessary to carry out "intensive cultivation" in the Two-dimensional field, unremittingly optimize it, and gradually come into contact with various fields such as ACGN.

There are quite a few such websites now, but Wang Hao’s confidence comes from Danmaku. After Station B slowly lays a solid foundation, Danmaku will provide the most competitive core for Station B by then!

In this world, there is no barrage website yet. After having a solid foundation, station b will become the world's first barrage website and be reborn from nirvana! !

Thinking of this, Wang Hao smiled knowingly, clicked on his author's background, and successfully uploaded another chapter of the forbidden magic, and then withdrew from station b, and started to make Dongfang Fengmolu again.

……

It was after ten o'clock in the middle of the night that Wang Hao stopped his hands. At the same time, he also received a document from the law firm and an additional message in his mailbox.

He opened it and spent 10 minutes reading the contracts one by one. After confirming that they were correct, he asked the other party to print them out.

He also read another message that was sent. The content was about to meet at the gate of the law firm at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. The lawyer's name was Yumiko Miyagawa. He already knew the gender of the other party just by looking at the name, so there was no problem.

After Wang Hao made up the general arrangement for tomorrow, he started to open the document and start typing. He didn't turn off the lights until twelve o'clock and went to sleep.

……

This is a spacious and bright music hall with a circular internal structure, which is in a state of natural ventilation, and there is no interference from the air conditioner.

Nuo Da's music hall was full of audiences, but no other noise could be heard, and the scene seemed quiet, and everyone's eyes were on the bright stage.

The same is true for the little boys and girls sitting at the front of the auditorium, their eyes fixed on the dazzling stage, from where the melodious music wafts to the entire venue.

A girl about 12 years old is playing on the stage. She is playing Chopin's Nocturne. The melodious and delicate sound of the piano makes people intoxicated.

Wang Hao still stood quietly by the side as before, but this time it was a little different, because he felt as if he was levitating, his feet were three feet off the ground strangely, as if he could continue to float higher.

But this weird state didn't surprise him at all, and he didn't show the slightest strange color on his face. Even though this situation is very abnormal now, he has seen monsters and ghosts, and he has traveled from another world. .

Therefore, when encountering such a situation, he didn't look too flustered, but just sighed a little, what is a dream like a dream but not a dream?

Rather, it was precisely because of this situation that Wang Hao began to calmly analyze it, speculating that it should be a follow-up to the last dream.

It's not appropriate to use a dream to describe it. Now he is more like browsing other people's memories, watching all this quietly as a bystander.

What is the meaning of these?

He didn't know, so the only thing he was thinking about was this question, but he still couldn't figure it out.

But Wang Hao had a deep feeling that if he continued to pursue this way, he would definitely get the answer he wanted, maybe in the next moment, because all of this is very strange in itself.

Although I didn't know that little girl myself, that little boy was exactly what Wang Hao looked like when he was a child, or it was the same as his predecessor when he was a child!

There was a burst of applause, which pulled Wang Hao back from his state of thinking, and the girl on the stage also got up and bowed to everyone in the auditorium to express her gratitude, and then slowly walked off the stage.

After a while, a small figure slowly walked up and stepped onto the stage. When the spotlight focused on that person, everyone began to be surprised.

Vaguely, Wang Hao seemed to have heard several people whispering the word "a horse". There were adults, children, and students in middle and high schools, all of whom obviously knew the boy on the stage. identity.

Their eyes are also different, with appreciation, admiration, and burning fighting spirit.

The little boy on the stage was about four or five years old. He wore a pair of bulky black-rimmed glasses on his cute face. He still looked timid. The small chair in front of the piano.

Probably because of nervousness, the little boy named Arima had an accident when he sat on the chair and almost fell off the chair. This behavior made many people laugh, including That little girl, and the little boy next to her who is suspected to be her predecessor, perhaps it should be more appropriate to call him Little Wang Hao.

"That person is really interesting, Brother Hao, do you know his name?"