I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

It was cold and windy in the early morning in Beijing, just after dawn, Ning Zhi'an had already arrived at Chaoyang Park, jogging rhythmically around the artificial lake, wearing sportswear to portray his slim and neat figure.

He has been exercising in Chaoyang Park for almost a year. Last year, the company organized a physical examination and reported that he was a little sub-healthy. Qin Yang was going to take him to the gym with him, saying that he should exercise well.

Ning Zhi'an scoffed at this, does fitness still cost money?

The next day he visited the major parks around the community on foot.

After three laps, Ning Zhi'an was out of breath. He wiped his sweat, and consciously walked to the end of the Tai Chi square, and started to follow the rhythm of the elders.

Uncle Zhou next to him is an old boxing buddy with him, and he greeted him familiarly when he came over and said, "Yo, it's a bit late today, young man."

Ning Zhi'an turned her head and whispered to Uncle Zhou, "I slept late last night and didn't wake up this morning."

"What do you do, why do you have to stay up late?"

This question is a bit heart-wrenching for Ning Zhian now, he thought about it carefully, and decided to tell the truth: "I am currently a literary worker."

"Ah?" Uncle Zhou was at a loss, combined with Ning Zhi'an's appearance, he secretly deduced, and suddenly realized: "Wow, a star?"

Still a star, Ning Zhian felt that he was about to become a shooting star!He hurriedly explained: "I don't care. No one recognizes me. They say that I am 38 lines and they flatter me. I guess you don't understand. It's just a meal anyway."

Uncle Zhou didn't believe it, he felt that he was better-looking than many stars on TV, after hearing Ning Zhi'an's words, he was in awe, and felt that the young man was too modest.

His granddaughter chased stars every day, and said that he was an antique, knew how to punch, and didn't understand trends.He wanted to ask, why didn't he understand the trend, he even practiced Tai Chi with the stars!

In order to leave evidence to brag to his granddaughter, Uncle Zhou immediately took out his mobile phone: "Young man, do you want to take a photo?"

...Ning Zhi'an looked at the camera with extremely complicated emotions.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time, but he never expected that the one person who asked to take a photo with him since his debut was an old man who did morning boxing exercises together.

All right, Ning Zhi'an raised the corners of his lips cooperatively, approaching Uncle Zhou, and the two boxing friends made a tacit V comparison.

Ning Zhi'an has a good physique and is especially suitable for being photogenic.Although the sportswear was dusty and Uncle Zhou's face took up more than half of the screen, it couldn't conceal his passionate beauty.

At Uncle Zhou's request, Ning Zhi'an also cooperated with holding the bird's tail and waving the pipa. Uncle Zhou was satisfied and wanted to run home, and quickly showed off to his granddaughter.

After walking three or four meters, he suddenly turned around and said excitedly, "Young man, can you help me get the autograph of actress Li Anan!?"

Ning Zhi'an's chest froze, and instantly felt even more prickly.

He really can't get it!

...

After returning home, Ning Zhi'an took a shower, nestled comfortably on the sofa to bask in the sun, and checked the price of the new computer by the way.

The current electronic product is good, but it is too expensive. After looking around, he thinks that maybe the old computer should be given another chance to salvage.

Ning Zhi'an decided to meet up with that pheasant website for a while.

To his surprise, his laptop, which had been around longer than his debut, was healed, everything was running as before, and the broken web page was back to normal.

But how...

After returning to normal, Ning Zhi'an found that [Meng Po Tang Literature Website] did not seem to be a virus Trojan horse or a harassing website, but really looked like a decent novel website.

It is this reader ID that is strange.

Overnight, many comments appeared under his article.

[Yan Wang's Wife]: Ahhh, it's been a long time since there was such a good-looking novel, and Da Da unexpectedly updated so many words in one go, I must support it! [depth charge]

[Curry Flavored Meng Po Soup]: Bai Qingqing is so hateful!When will Da Da let her go offline? ! [Bazooka]

[The Lonely Hanged Ghost]: Seeing the protagonist's ups and downs, but not bowing to fate, I was deeply touched, I almost forgot that I was once such a strong person! [Grenade x3]

[Purchasing incense, no paper money]: Click @我#主￥page% to have it?surprise+happy

[There will be zombies who will love you for me]: Woohoo, I seem to smell the car exhaust!

[Fan Wujiu's fugitive girlfriend]: Daddy, are you dating someone?Write an article about me and Fan Wujiu, the plot does not matter, as long as it is enough h, the manuscript fee is negotiable!

Ning Zhi'an was confused.

So, is this some weird cosplay?

Except for the strange name and the weird web design, everything else looks quite similar. Could it be that he has been in the entertainment industry for too long and can't keep up with the development of the Internet?

Ning Zhi'an tried to enter the backstage of the author. He didn't have much hope at first, but to his surprise, the income was not bad. He made a small 500 yesterday!

The starlet who was on the brink of unemployment beamed!

Ning Zhian reflected on himself, perhaps his vision was too narrow, and his heart was too small. The readers here are lively and individual, the names are unique, and the webpage design is outstanding. All in all, it is a very good literary website.

With excitement, he clicked on Withdraw.

[Sorry, the data is wrong, you are temporarily unable to withdraw the income, please be patient, we will solve it for you as soon as possible. 】

Ning Zhi'an doesn't believe in evil, so click again.

[Sorry, the data is wrong, you are temporarily unable to withdraw the income, the compensation plan has been issued, please pay attention to check it. 】

Oh, compensation?

There is a ghost compensation!

With a "snap", Ning Zhian closed the screen expressionlessly.

Ning Zhi'an sneered, he wanted to take back what he said just now, this is a veritable and out-and-out spicy chicken website!

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ning Zhi'an was sitting at the bar counter of a feasting bar...drinking soda.

It's good to be confused, no one can recognize it, and you are free to go wherever you want.This is Qin Yang's bar. The advantage is that it is safe and you can drink freely.

Qin Yang flirted with the handsome guy in the booth for a while, and then came back to the bar, and said with emotion: "Every time you come to my place, my sales will definitely increase in a straight line that day, drink more, drink more."

Ning Zhi'an took a sip of the soda with a straw in his mouth, and muttered, "Damn businessman!"

Qin Yang smiled treacherously.

Ning Zhi'an looked thin, but he could drink quite a bit. A bottle of soda was gurgling after a while. Qin Yang waved to the bartender. The bartender understood and took out another bottle of drink from under the bar.

They were all acquaintances, Ning Zhi'an didn't need others to do it, he took the bottle opener and opened the drink himself.

He twisted the bottle cap and glanced casually, then said in surprise: "Wow! Another bottle, I won the lottery!"

Qin Yang also leaned over, carefully read it three times, and after confirming that he was not dazzled, he also exclaimed: "You actually won the lottery!?"

This is too strange, as far as Ning Zhian's luck is concerned, let alone winning the lottery, it's not bad that he didn't get stuck in a glass bottle while drinking soda.

Qin Yang was amazed, rubbed his hands excitedly, waved to the bartender, and handed over another bottle: "Come on, try another one!"

Ning Zhi'an looked nervous and serious as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

As soon as I opened it, there was another bottle printed on the cap.

!! ?

No way, Ning Zhi'an was a little hard to believe, he guessed suspiciously: "Is it because this manufacturer's business is not good, and it has started to increase the winning rate to stimulate sales."

As a senior friend who knows Ning Zhi'an's tragic deeds in recent years, Qin Yang also has to believe it.

In order to confirm, he opened a bottle himself, and the bottle cap was printed: Thank you for your patronage.

Qin Yang asked the bartender to open another bottle, still thanking him for his patronage.

At the bar, Ning Zhi'an and Qin Yang leaned back in their chairs together, rubbed their eyes, and said in disbelief, "My God..."

After a while, Ning Zhi'an looked at his hand with a complicated expression, and his tone was full of regret: "Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket just now, and cherish this short-lived good luck."

Qin Yang looked at him sympathetically, feeling that there was some truth to it, but he still comforted him and said: "Be optimistic, maybe your luck is good, or you will win the lottery, maybe you will be popular again after a while."

But after all, in fact, Qin Yang himself didn't quite believe it.

Ning Zhi'an obviously didn't believe it either.

Together with Qin Yang, he finished the four bottles of soda that he had opened, and he almost vomited, so he said goodbye to Qin Yang and walked out of the bar.

It was windy outside, and the cold wind rolled up the fallen leaves, which could chill people's heart. Ning Zhian tightened his sleeves and ran to the parking lot.

The night was dark, Ning Zhi'an didn't notice that in the shadow of the trees behind his car, there were two ghosts with pale faces and empty eyes standing quietly.

Soon there was only a phantom left of the Xiali car.

The two ghosts watched him go away. After a while, one of the tall ghosts took out a stack of materials and confirmed, "Is he the author with the pseudonym [Unemployed Little Star]?"

The other short ghost nodded: "That's right, he uploaded his ID card when he registered, and I specifically confirmed it."

"Okay, let's talk about it when we go back." After the tall ghost investigated, he made a decision, and the ghost's shadow became more and more faint. When the whole ghost was almost completely invisible, he suddenly muttered in wonder:

——"Strange, aren't all the celebrities in the world rich? Why does he drive a Xiali?"