Era of otherworldly entertainment

After Tan Qianye got home, he turned on his computer and searched for "Big Literature Network", and found that it was ranked number one on the Internet. This website has popularized countless authors and has countless classics, and it contains everything, historical works, urban entertainment, Military competitions have everything that one expects to find. They are the well-deserved Internet hegemony, and access to this website requires a real-name system. A person can only have one account. If you are underage, after three hours of viewing, the website will automatically close and restrict you from entering.

Tan Qianye registered an account with the newly applied ID card. This is stricter than the anti-addiction system on Earth, because video verification is required to see if you match the ID card. In just a few minutes, this server is much more advanced than that on Earth.

After browsing for a while with nothing to do, Tan Qianye simply found a few popular novels and read them. It was as if the Yellow River was flooding out of control. He didn't wake up until his stomach started growling. Great work, after reading the whole article, people can't stop.

But after reading it for so long, he also found a problem. Most of the novels on Dawenxue.com are martial arts novels, and the language is difficult to distinguish. They all need readers to carefully scrutinize sentence by sentence. A book is indeed good, but it needs others to be patient. Looking at his temperament, maybe this has something to do with Daqi's continuation for thousands of years.

How many civilizations and treasures have been lost in the catastrophe that China on earth has lost. A mistake made by the superiors made people unable to find their own roots. There was no real ancient culture in China at that time. The younger generation looked up and looked around, at a loss. At a loss, what I have learned through stumbles and stumbles is all foreign things, and my roots are gradually forgotten. Where will anyone go to listen to Beijing opera, let alone remember benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, and even read the real books. are less.

Daqi is different. He has completely preserved the ancient culture. Most of the children have been enlightened by the six arts of gentlemen since they were young. Because they also want to learn foreign things, but they don't follow blindly, and they don't take pride in speaking other languages. They love Daqi more.

After Tan Qianye finished reading it, he couldn't help wondering, could the fast-food novels of the earth really be published on this website?Can it really stand up after publication?

"Tongtong, Tongtong, are you at home?" The little fat man outside the door yelled, and the door slammed loudly.

"Easy!" Qin Shen frowned slightly and scolded.

"Oh!" Tang Wei was extremely obedient in front of him.

"Come in!" Tan Qianye opened the door, and the two entered. He glanced at the vegetables in Qin Shen's hand, and suddenly felt that he was hungry, "Come here, why are you bringing vegetables?"

"En..." Qin Shen carefully looked at Tan Qianye, seeing that he didn't look decadent, he was slightly relieved, "Tang Wei said you don't know how to cook..."

"That's right, we are afraid that you will starve to death at home, so we brought vegetables to worship you!" The little fat man sat down on the sofa, touched an apple and started to chew.

"Fuck you!" Tan Qianye began to punch the little fat man's head.

Qin Shen glanced at them with a chuckle, turned around and entered the kitchen consciously, the little fat man whispered into Tan Qianye's ear tremblingly, "Wow, this is the first time I've seen him smile..."

Tan Qianye did not speak, and took a serious look at Qin Shen in the kitchen. His smile was light and shallow, but it was very comfortable to watch. Seeing him contemplating, the little fat man tiptoedly took his head out of his clutches. Tan Qianye turned a blind eye, and only after the little fat man retired and ran to Tan Qianye's room did he laugh.

"Tongtong, why haven't you been on Fetion recently?" Tang Wei asked loudly in Tan Qianye's room.

"Ah..." Tan Qianye got up when he heard the words, and walked over. The little fat man sat on Tan Qianye's seat, carelessly operating his computer. Fetion automatically logged in when he opened it, and some conversations popped up on it. The box was mostly sent by the little fat man. Tan Qianye glanced at it. He had already read this flying letter when he was just reborn. It was taken from Feige’s biography. There is only one function, add people and chat.

"Don't be so stingy, play with me, you have no secrets..." Tang Wei looked at Tan Qianye, blinking his eyes.

"Let's play." Tan Qianye nodded, seeing him nodding, Tang Wei danced happily, clicked on the web page, and started to read novels. Tan Qianye glanced at the computer, and it showed the big literature website he had just closed.

Tang Wei watched happily from the sidelines, Tan Qianye watched for a while, saw that he was very devoted, tapped the desk with his fingers, Tang Wei looked at him suspiciously, "little fat man, tell me, I If I also write novels, can I publish them on this website?"

"Really? Tongtong wants to write a novel?" Tang Wei looked at Tan Qianye in surprise.

Tan Qianye frowned slightly, and explained to him, "You said, would anyone read a straightforward writing style like "First Intimate Contact"?"

"Yeah? Of course, urban style is almost like this!" Tang Wei said, "And your writing is much better than theirs. My favorite is your opening. Do I have 1000 million? No..."

"Ah..." Tan Qianye was thoughtful.

"It's time to eat!" Qin Shen, who had been listening for a while, reached out and knocked on the door. Tan Qianye nodded to him, and dragged Tang Wei, who was reluctant to leave, to go out together. Qin Shen, who finally left, glanced back at the room where there was no one. The computer shut down, eyes narrowed.

When it was getting dark, he sent the two of them away. Tan Qianye poured a glass of water and turned back to sit in front of the computer. His face was expressionless. The boiling water kept steaming. He stared blankly. The whole room was silent. Silent, without the voices of those two people, he suddenly began to feel lonely, the sound of his chest beating seemed powerful in such a space, after a while, Tan Qianye sneered, I am still alive after all...

"Drip!"

A crisp voice broke the silence in the room. There was no one on Fetion, but someone suddenly asked to pass the identity verification. Tan Qianye glanced at it. The little fat man didn't log in after he opened Fetion. He simply hung up here, and he refused The other party's mood improved, and he was no longer lonely as before.

"Didi", "Didi", "Didi".

A series of prompts sounded, and Tan Qianye frowned. Who is this? He clicked on the information and there was nothing on it.

Tan Qianye frowned, and when he called up the settings, he wanted to refuse others to add them. The other party seemed to sense that his patience was exhausted, and when the prompt popped up, he added a sentence in the self-introduction column, "I want to be friends with you, very good The good one..."

Tan Qianye smiled, but was extremely indifferent, he sneered, "Who are you..." These days, who would use this excuse, after rejecting again, he closed the entire Fetion smoothly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, clicked directly on Dawenxue.com, and chose to publish a new article. When he filled in the author's name, he casually typed a seal, and the computer screen shone faintly on Tan Qianye's face, "Since So, let's take a gamble..."

Piao Miao Journey is called one of the three great books on the Internet by later generations, and even created the term "cultivation". It can be said that no one knew what comprehension was before Piao Miao Journey.

Tan Qianye searched for the word "cultivation" before writing it, but it didn't show up. I went to Dawenxue.com and looked it up for an afternoon, but I didn't even see it. The novels about this kind of novels in Dawenxue are all fairy tales. , There are also heavens and the like, but there is no cultivation.

There are countless characters in his mind, he does not need to recall carefully, the whole novel has already been reflected in his consciousness, in the quiet night, only the crisp sound of typing on the keyboard, Tan Qianye coded the words while reading, and by the way, those that did not match Da Qi changed it.

Time passed quickly. By the time he came back to his senses, more than five hours had passed. He glanced at the time at eleven o'clock. Haqie picked up the cold water glass next to the computer, drank it in one gulp, set the article to be published, turned off the computer, and went to sleep.