Weibo forwarded the lottery and won a smart speaker

After the soft light music, it switched to a piece with a strong sense of rhythm, and it felt like the whole room was shaking immediately.

Although "Alei" is small in stature, it is equipped with more than a dozen sound effects, which will intelligently change the sound effects as the playing song changes, allowing its owner to have supreme hearing enjoyment, truly achieving the effect of "ear pregnancy".

Zhuo Muyang was very lucky, after reposting that Weibo, he won the prize, and he received the speaker the next day after winning the prize.To be able to win the only internal test qualification among tens of thousands of retweets, winning 500 million in lottery tickets is nothing more than that.To be honest, since I became famous because of the popularity of a novel, I have been overwhelmed with good things.After he received it, he unpacked it and used the box as a trash can. In just one or two hours, he adjusted the speaker to his liking according to his own preferences. Now this is handy to use. The few he bought before have also been shelved, and he also found a professional audio equipment company to install a sound system for his home, so that he can call smart speakers in every corner of the house.

Zhuo Muyang swayed to the rhythm of the music, flipping through the comments and forwards and private messages on Weibo, among which there were too many readers who asked him when he would start a new article, but he pretended not to see it.

Half an hour later, the takeaway that Zhuo Muyang just ordered was delivered. This is an unfamiliar takeaway boy. Zhuo Muyang took the takeaway without saying a word and was about to close the door. The little brother showed him a bright smile. The eight neat white teeth and the dark skin baptized by the sun complement each other, and also show the sunshine of this person's personality: "Mr. Zhuo, remember to give me a good review."

Zhuo Muyang was reluctant to communicate with these people, and closed the door with a "click".

Sitting back at the desk, he opened the box, and the aroma of the food wafted away. He didn't like onions very much, so he picked them all out.After cracking a hot spring egg, the orange-yellow egg juice accompanied by the beef broth wraps the moderately soft rice grains, and I put it in my mouth in one bite, which is already very satisfying.Zhuo Muyang opened a video of a big stomach king to accompany the meal, and started to eat hungrily.

After he was almost finished eating, Zhuo Muyang slowed down, and saw the QQ in the lower right corner of the computer flashing all the time, Zhuo Muyang put down his spoon and clicked, and his editing Xiaolu dialog box popped up.It's frustrating enough, this guy can't escape like a doomsday ghost.

"Big bird! How's the progress of your new article? You agreed to release a new article next month? There is an event on the website in July, so just post a new article to give us a rush..."

Zhuo Muyang even lost his appetite, so he closed the dialog box and simply stopped eating.After a while, the avatar started to flash again.

Xiaolu has already roared like Aunt Xue: "Niaoda! You write quickly! Why don't you have time to write new articles when you are full-time? You come back to me quickly, don't pretend you are not at home!"

Zhuo Muyang typed out three words impatiently: "Got it."

Even though Xiaolu sent another message as if urging him to die, he pretended not to see it. He opened the document, faced with the novel with only a few words written on it, and was at a loss. He couldn't help sighing: Writing is really difficult...

In June, Zhangzhou was already very hot in the summer. It was noon, and the sun was scorching the earth. Looking from a distance, there was an annoying heat wave rolling in the air and hitting people.

The man rolled into the building along the handicapped sidewalk specially built for him in a wheelchair.

The girl at the front desk is a newcomer. She is 1.7 meters tall, and she looks even taller and straighter with a pair of high heels. ,good afternoon."

Gong Xu smiled back and wanted to turn in the direction of the elevator. He was about to roll the wheelchair when he felt a force behind him. When Gong Xu turned his head, the man smiled brightly at him.

"What's the smell on you?" Gong Xu frowned and asked softly. When the cold and the heat collided, the smell of others rushed straight into his nose.

The man's back was slightly loaded, and his white teeth seemed to be shining. He fiddled with the half-length hair that blocked his eyes, and when he heard the question, he raised his arm and sniffed it, and said, "Let's eat beef rice at noon." this."

"Oh." Gong Xu responded.

When they came to the elevator, the man pressed 15. After a while, the elevator came down. Two people came out of the elevator. When they saw the two of them, they bowed respectfully and said hello: "Mr. Gong, Mr. Bian."

The two entered the elevator, and the air was silent for a while.

The elevator took them to the fifteenth floor, and Gong Xu asked, "How are things going?"

"Very well, everything is under control."

Gong Xu snorted, and the elevator door that was about to open reflected his cold face, "Bian Zeming, don't let me down."

The man called Akira Bianze bent his waist slightly, and his back, which was already a bit loaded, became even more bent. "President Gong, don't worry."

The elevator door opened in response, and Gong Xu was pushed out of the elevator car by Bian Zeming.

On the fifteenth floor, there are only three offices.

The slightly smaller one is Gong Xu's general manager's office, the larger one is the technical department, which is an open office area that can accommodate more than a dozen people, and the technical department is the director's office, which belongs to Bian Zeming, but Bian Zeming Zeming doesn't often work here, and more often he stays with Gong Xu.

He pushed Gong Xu into the office, locked the door behind him, and then closed the floor-to-ceiling blinds.

There are no obstacles in Gong Xu's office. During the decoration, he took into account that his legs and feet are inconvenient, and a soft carpet was specially laid out.

Bian Zeming knelt down halfway, put Gong Xu's leg on his own, pinched it and said, "I'm going for a reexamination today, did the doctor say anything?"

Bian Zeming is already very skilled in doing these, and the kneading strength is just right for each stroke.Gong Xu took it for granted, and said blankly: "What can I say, let me persist in my rehabilitation, and I may still be able to walk."

"Then listen to the doctor."

"These are not important." Gong Xu gritted his teeth.

Bian Zeming heard what he meant and said, "I know, don't worry."

Gong Xu looked out the window, and the sun hanging directly above the city looked scorching and dazzling, "Do you understand what I have done?"

Bian Zeming didn't stop what he was doing, and kept his head down, saying, "I can."

Today, Zhuo Muyang still didn't have any writing progress. In the dead of night, he was called by his friends in the alliance to stay up late and played the dungeon all night. It was already past two o'clock in the morning when he went offline.With a drowsy head on his back, he went back to the bedroom to sleep, commanded "Alei" to play hypnotic music, and fell asleep with the moonlight in his arms under the Xia Liang quilt.

As soon as he fell asleep, he had a bad dream, which made his chest feel uncomfortable, and then woke up from the dream, sitting up in shock, with his heart beating wildly.At this time, the smart watch on the wrist lights up. This is a bonus for receiving "Alei". It is directly connected to "Alei". Once the user's body feels any discomfort, the monitoring chip will play a role. , the speaker will promptly ask the user if they need to make an emergency call.

Zhuo Muyang, who considers himself to be in good health, thought he would never need this function, but when a soft female voice asked: "Master, your heart rate has been detected to be abnormal, may I call 120 for you?", Zhuo Muyang Yang is thankful for the convenience of high technology.

"no need."

"Okay." After "Alei" finished speaking, the breathing light went out again.

Zhuo Muyang drank the water in the water glass placed by the bed, and his heartbeat finally stabilized.

He wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead with his hands, only to find that he was so nervous after having a nightmare that his whole body was soaked in sweat, and the sheets were not spared.He didn't have the habit of turning on the air conditioner when he slept, so he didn't install it in the bedroom. When it was so hot, he hugged a pillow to the living room, turned on the air conditioner, and lay down on the sofa in a daze.

In fact, he just dreamed about his boyfriend Jiang Xu who died in a car accident. Even though he didn't see him being hit badly, the imaginary appearance covered in blood really scared him, and in the dream, Jiang Xu Still thinking about him in bits and pieces.

Jiang Xu is the kind of boy who looks very clean, fresh and good-looking. He loves to laugh, is sunny, and his mind is full of strange fantasies and ideas. He especially likes to sing and plays the guitar well.Zhuo Muyang had a very happy time during those few years in college. The confidence, happiness and sense of security that Jiang Xu brought to him was something he had never enjoyed before.

I would dream of him today, probably because his death day will be two months away, that's why I was so flustered.Zhuo Muyang didn't want to think too much, and lay back on the pillow, trying to forget the dream just now, but for some reason, as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Jiang Xu's bloody face.

He has been living alone for almost a year, and he has never dreamed of him in this year, how could it happen today... Maybe it's time for him to start a new relationship, originally he didn't intend to die alone.Unconsciously, the face of the delivery boy with a sunny face and a smiley face appeared in his mind, and he suddenly found that this smile was so familiar.

Just tossing and turning on the sofa like this, in a blink of an eye, the sky has turned white.

Zhuo Muyang, who lives at home, has recently become addicted to playing games. He didn’t want to cook and ordered a takeaway for lunch. He has recently been addicted to beef rice, and he basically has a portion every day. The white-toothed takeaway boy from the previous time delivered it to him. Even if he behaved coldly, this person would show him a bright smile and say to him, "Please give me a good review, please."

Zhuo Muyang turned on the computer and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out half-naked and wiping his hair, the doorbell rang.Zhuo Muyang opened the door. Coincidentally, it was this young man again. Because of his familiar smile, Zhuo Muyang rarely smiled at him and said thank you. The young man's face seemed to turn red, and then his smile It was obviously brighter, and then wiped off the sweat left on his face, and repeated "Please give me a good review, thank you." Zhuo Muyang was no longer as indifferent as before, but nodded and closed the door.

In the afternoon, Zhuo Muyang slept for a while. He was full of energy, and he was very energetic in typing. He wrote more than 2 yuan in one afternoon and one night. For dinner, he only cooked a bowl of instant noodles to satisfy his hunger. Some manuscripts were sent to Xiaolu.

Xiao Lu didn't even sleep. After receiving the manuscript, she was so excited that she burst into tears on QQ, saying that she would read it all night and asked Zhuo Muyang to wait for the good news of her victory.