Sharing System

At 21:30 star network time, Feng Lianzhu entered the registration office of the underground ring. Looking at the narrow red room and the clown who drew a more exaggerated costume, Feng Lianzhu was slightly relieved.

It is much more comfortable here than in school, at least there is no need to memorize so many imperial languages.

When the clown saw Feng Lianzhu, he opened his mouth and showed a bright smile: "I thought you wouldn't be here today, I'm so happy to see you~"

Feng Lianzhu wondered when he had established such a close relationship with Brother Chou. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of it, so he nodded slightly to the clown: "I have something to do, I'm late."

he replied simply.

"Really? I thought you were worried that today's opponent would be stronger, and would rather give up the 100 million than dare to come~" The clown said with a smile, obviously Feng Lianzhu's coming to the arena today made him very happy.

Why didn't they come? There is a family to raise, Feng Lianzhu sighed slightly in his heart, and asked, "Will the opponent be stronger? What about the bonus?"

"The bonus has been increased to 200 million. If you add a mark, it will double to 400~" The clown pressed his palm on the wall, rubbed a hand of red paint, and slowly reached Feng Lianzhu's neck, "You need ?"

"Yeah." Feng Lianzhu nodded, it would be best if he could make more money, "Brother Ugly is really understanding."

Hearing Feng Lianzhu praise himself again, the clown's smile instantly collapsed, and he asked sullenly, "Are you pretending to be stupid, or do you really know nothing?"

"Why pretend to be stupid?" Feng Lianzhu was puzzled, "I really don't know anything about the ring, thanks to Brother Chou's help."

There are many similarities in grammar between imperial language and interstellar language. Learning imperial language today is also of great help to Feng Lianzhu's interstellar language. His speech is no longer word by word, and can finally be coherent.

Hearing Feng Lianzhu's words, the clown always felt that the man in front of him was so stupid that his head would bloom. He spread his five fingers and pressed five fingerprints on Feng Lianzhu's neck forcefully.

"Do I need to press five fingerprints for the second round?" Feng Lianzhu asked puzzled.

He remembered that the clown just wiped his neck a little bit yesterday, a dab of red paint was enough, but today it left so much.

"No, I just want to experience the feeling of reaching out and grabbing your neck." The clown rubbed his fingers, "Your skin is good. Most of the players in our arena are rough-skinned savages, but you are well maintained."

"You are the last show today, the grand finale," said the clown. "Yesterday your attitude angered the audience, and they specifically asked you to be put in the last scene."

The original words of the audience were to kill this arrogant player, tear him apart, and let his blood spill over the entire arena.

There was never a contestant who didn't try to please the audience. Feng Lianzhu was too arrogant, and a product had its own personality, which made the audience who came to the underground arena looking for excitement very uncomfortable.

"What time is the last match?" Feng Lianzhu asked.

"At 1:1 in the morning, you can go to your own private room to rest during this time, or you can quit Starnet to rest in reality. However, if you quit Starnet and don't come back to participate in the competition at [-]:[-], then the underground ring You will be banned from the entire network." The clown said, "We asked hackers to find out your address, catch up with you, and push you to the real ring, so that your life would be worse than death~"

His tone sounded like he very much hoped that Feng Lianzhu would escape.

Feng Lianzhu didn't notice what the clown meant at all. He thought it was good. He could log out and log in to Feng Yuansi's account to do his homework and come to the ring at 1:[-].The game ends at two o'clock, and the class starts at nine o'clock the next morning, and there is still a period of rest.

Feng Lianzhu thought about his schedule silently, and thought it was acceptable, at least seven hours of rest.Previously in the game, as an npc, he had no rest time at all. He was always fighting and fighting, and was beaten to death by the player or killed by the player. Apart from the headache of studying, life in the interstellar world was quite easy.

Feng Lianzhu, who was unaware of the high-intensity schedule, quit and did his homework. It was very easy to recite the imperial language texts. The texts in elementary school textbooks were very short. Feng Lianzhu first consolidated the words and grammar he had learned before. Reciting simple basic dialogues such as "How are you", "I'm fine", "Have you eaten", "The weather is fine today", "The two suns of Lameil star rose at the same time today" is very good. It's easy.

The more difficult thing is to write a composition, which is a process of self-creation. Teacher Lulong’s composition is a proposition composition, and the topics are "my mother", "my father", "my best friend", "my side". A little thing for me" and "my ideal", each composition should not be less than 300 words, but it is full of worries.

Dad, Mom... How can he have such a thing, he only has designers such as programs, art, audio design, game planning, etc. The planner is Dad, he is more to propose an idea, and the specific operation is done by the art and other staff It's done, it can be said that his body is completely made by these people, and he can be regarded as a mother.

The friend is probably Pon Kyratus. Although they have never met, they are already soul friends.

There are also small things... Feng Lianzhu thought about it and wrote these four compositions.

My Moms: I have many moms who are tormented by one thought of Dad every day, staying up late at work, modifying my body, my voice, my strength, my fighting mode, etc. over and over again.. the relationship of moms It's very complicated, sometimes it's good, I will sit together and discuss how to modify my things, sometimes it's very bad, and I will quarrel because of my education method.Mothers have a common trouble, that is, the hair that is falling out day by day. There is often a lotion for hair growth on my mother’s desk, and I rub it from time to time. Probably because of this reason, my mothers prepared long, thick, even hair for me. Hair that falls out can also snap back.Moms I love?I don't know, but I am very grateful to them for their hard work in nurturing me.

My father: My father's interpersonal relationship is not good. People often call him a dog planner.Dad likes to manipulate my soul, and often wants to modify my settings on a whim. After each modification, someone will scold Dad for being too deceitful.I don't have much to say about Dad, but he's also bald.

My best friend: My only friend is a little childish. I didn’t like him at first, and even thought about embezzling his savings secretly. Of course, he also took away my most important things. At that time, I was very angry and also want revenge on him.He didn't know anything about it, and he often threw me things he didn't like to do, bullied people around me, and even smashed my home.Fortunately, I am not like him. I am a generous person. I have kept his small coffers, and he will use his brains for me. Our relationship is pretty good now, and he is a friend worthy of association.

A little thing around me: there are always many people running around me, smashing my house, killing my little brother, and grabbing gold coins from me.But I am a calm person, and I don't care about these things. There are very few things that left a deep impression on me, and most of them are forgotten.The only thing that impresses me is that once there was a couple who thought my environment was good, so they came to my bamboo forest to fall in love, and they didn’t kill my little brother. .They were intimate at first, and even wanted to do some shameful things in my house, but at this moment, a woman suddenly came and accused the man in the couple of stepping on two boats, they fought and tore down my house Home, I was injured by them, triggered my battle mode, and killed them all.

I wrote four essays in one go. It was already 12 o'clock in the morning, and there was still an hour and a half left. Feng Lianzhu stretched his waist, looking worried at the last topic - my ideal.

Ideal probably means wish. Feng Lianzhu is an npc, and no one has set a wish for him, but the system once said that the reason why he has a system in him is that the system was summoned by his wish.

What does it mean?

"System, what is my wish that attracts you so much?" Feng Lianzhu couldn't help asking.

[Should the host, Feng Lianzhu, reflect on why you, as an online game npc, have wishes? 】

Seeing the system's answer, Feng Lianzhu was taken aback. That's right, why didn't he think of it when the system mentioned wishes before?There is a desire before there is a system, so in fact, he first awakened his consciousness and attracted the system, instead of having the system, the system issued tasks for him, and then he awakened his consciousness.

He looked at his last composition "a little thing around me", which happened before he got the system, why did he find this thing interesting and remember it?At that time, he should have cleaned up the junk data from time to time, and he should have forgotten about it long ago.

Feng Lianzhu was dazed for a long while, picked up the pen, and wrote on the virtual composition paper——

My ideal: I don’t remember my ideal, and I don’t know why I had an ideal in the first place. At that time, I was in a daze, and I acted according to the ideas of my dog’s father every day. I was a puppet without a soul.To this day, I don't remember the desire when I first had my own thoughts, but now, I have goals at this stage.I want to study, go to college, make money, support my family, and let everyone around me go to college. This is my responsibility and my wish.I clearly realize that this is not imposed on me by my planning father, but what I am willing to do.

After writing these five essays, Feng Lianzhu's original mental exhaustion was gone. He should have been very tired, but after seeing the essay "My Ideal", he became motivated again.

Although this was Panglong's task, Feng Lianzhu found that he actually liked this kind of life of taking responsibility. Compared with meaninglessly fighting monsters and leveling up, being expected made him feel more real.

Quan Shiliu once said that what they did was not as good as what Feng Lianzhu paid, but in fact, Feng Lianzhu also gained a lot of intangible things from Quan Shiliu and the others.

Feng Lianzhu smiled, submitted five essays in the teaching system, logged out of the Fengyuansi account, replaced it with another star network device, and came to the underground arena.

Unlike yesterday's urgent need for tuition fees, today's Feng Lianzhu was a little looking forward to getting the next 400 million. With this money, returning ancestors could get a few more places in college, and Feng Lianzhu himself would feel more real.

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