I time travel after throwing away my sister's book

"Today's weather is too hot, we can't go out at this time, we will be burned out." The hot Bobo shrank under the eaves, chattering endlessly to Zheng Zhinan who was next to him.

Zheng Zhinan hummed and said that he would not go out at this time.

"Let's go to the mall, it's cool inside."

"It's better not to go, you forget that you turned on the air conditioner too high last time, messed up the things in other people's stores, and scared a lot of people."

Thinking of what happened last time, Bobo stuck out his tongue, and finally honestly and Zheng Zhinan shrank in the shadow under the eaves.

After a while, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and then it began to rain, and the wind blew in gently, bringing a touch of coolness.

The natural light makes them feel uncomfortable, and the natural wind also makes them feel a little cool. They like to live in a dark place because they feel very comfortable.

Bobo slipped out from under the eaves and turned around twice.

"It's so comfortable, it's almost to death from the heat just now." In fact, the ghost doesn't feel the heat, it just feels that the natural light is too strong, so strong that it makes the ghost very uncomfortable, and dare not go under the sun lightly.

Zheng Zhinan still stayed inside without moving, he was sorting out his thoughts.

Because the last mission was done beautifully, so I also got some information this time, knowing who my target is.

It's just that he never expected... that he is not human.

Not animals either.

is a ghost.

Thinking of this, he looked down at his transparent body with only a phantom, and sighed faintly.

It's not a person, how do you meet with the target of the raid, oh no, it's not a meeting, it's an interaction.

But this kind of headache, maybe the author has arranged it himself?

Thinking like this, Zheng Zhinan leaned against a pillar to sleep.

They use it to sleep during the day, and they can play freely at night, because there is no sun, and the moon makes them feel comfortable.

When the sun went down and it was still dark, Zheng Zhinan and Bobo got out of it.

"Where are you going today?"

"Go to Big A for a walk."

"Would you like to see beauties? There are quite a lot of beauties in University A."

"No, I'm a student of University A." So I went to visit University A.

Bobo rubbed his nose a little embarrassed, thinking that Zheng Zhinan was remembering that he was no longer a student of University A, he had become a ghost after all.

Zheng Zhinan asked Bobo.

"What about you? What are you going to do tonight?"

"I found a studio that engages in plagiarism, and I'm going to scare them."

Zheng Zhinan nodded. He didn't think Bobo was boring. Although everyone was looking for something to do because they were bored, Bobo teased each other because Bobo was an author before his death. He focused on entities and occasionally wrote some web articles. There are also a lot of pirated articles, which violated his rights and interests, and lost a lot of income. He has a lot of pirated books, and there are also many pirated copies on the Internet. He has nothing to do after he dies. people vent their anger.

"Don't make too much noise." After Zheng Zhinan finished speaking, he was ready to leave, but he was afraid that Bobo would make too much noise on the spur of the moment, so he thought about it and said, "Let me take a look with you, and then I'll go to University A again."

"Okay." Bobo floated with Zheng Zhinan to the destination he had found.

The rented house in the community has several computers and some equipment for copying and processing text. There are five people, three of whom look like students, and the other two are older.

In fact, most of the time, after having the machine and the software that has been researched to copy the latest chapters, they don't need to stay in front of the computer all the time, but there are still some things that need to be dealt with by everyone, such as dealing with the gold that came to Pirates to insert advertisements. Mainly chat about cooperation, deal with some error emails sent by readers who read pirated articles, etc.

Generally, those who engage in plagiarism do it in such small workshops. It looks ordinary, but the income is not a lot, and 10,000+ a month is not much.

As long as they can steal the latest chapters of the hottest novels, no one will worry about clicking on the website, so there will be more and more advertisers, and more clicks can lead to higher prices. As long as the click requirements of advertisers are met, there will be a lot of money Income, and advertisers are not just one, a website can do many, and they are not just a pirate network.

There are three or four, so as not to be seized all at once, so that at least a few can escape, and when the time comes, they will be fined and they will continue to work in another place.

There are some unprocessed takeaway boxes and cans on the table in the room. Some are playing games after finishing their work, and some are still checking the operation status in front of the computer.

Bobo looked behind everyone, and then looked at the plastic bags in the house, hehehe laughed.

He kept fanning the wind next to the plastic bag, letting the bag dance "without wind".

At first, the noise was very small, and the sound of the machine's operation drowned out the sound of the plastic bag.

With a wave of his hand, Bobo swept the soda cans on the table to the ground.

The sound caused six people to turn around to look at the table in the living room, and then saw the plastic bag shaking without wind.

All of a sudden there was no talking or laughing, and everyone stared dumbfounded at the windless automatic plastic bag on the table. The older one was quite calm and said to everyone: "Maybe the air conditioner in the living room is turned on too fast. , I'll turn it down a little bit."

This statement is very reasonable, and it relieved everyone's nervousness.

It's just that the effect is not ideal, because even if the wind speed is turned off, those things will suddenly fall to the ground, such as another empty soda can.

Now everyone's hairs were standing on end, and their scalps were numb.

The oldest one suddenly didn't know what to say. He rubbed his arms, as if the old vertical air conditioner had suddenly healed, and the cooling effect was particularly good.

However, this is just the beginning, the lights go off and on for a while, the machine suddenly shuts down and then suddenly starts up again.

It was the first time for a few old men to experience this kind of thing, and they were not afraid of death, but they also had fear in their hearts. What's more, they didn't do anything that could be said on the stage, and they were even more suspicious. Thinking of this, they broke into cold sweat Several people in the crowd ran out.

Bobo laughed and floated out with Zheng Zhinan, following behind them.

"Hahaha, it's so fun, a bunch of idiots!" In fact, they can't hurt anyone, so they can only play tricks on them and scare them.

But just like this, Bobo is already very happy.

"Don't just look at them and run out for a while, but let them stop working for a few days, and many authors' income can be recovered. Some readers who read pirated articles are cheap. If they read pirated articles, they will not be willing to contribute to the author. Dime, but there are no pirated articles, and I want to read them again, so I will go back to make up for the latest chapters that I haven’t read, and some are even cheaper, and the pirated articles can’t be seen anymore, so I go to scold the author for anti-theft, which hurts them It’s all garbled characters, huh, those who read pirated texts are idiots, and pirated text dogs are even more fucking cheap.” Bobo, who is quite experienced in this field, finished the chat angrily, and laughed when he thought of teasing the pirated text studio and ran away up.

Zheng Zhinan was amused by him and said, "You've become a ghost, and there's no way to let go of these things."

"I feel the same way. Seeing these idiots makes me so angry."

"It's quite stupid. This kind of person who is reluctant to buy a genuine copy for a few dollars is doomed to be of no avail. Sooner or later, he will be the mud under the feet of others. If you don't want to spend money, you have to watch it. What's the point of eating and drinking for free?" The difference is a thief.

Zheng Zhinan saw that Bobo was very measured, and after comforting him a few words, he was relieved to leave him and go to University A.

The target of his strategy this time is a third-year student from the Department of Architecture. He is handsome and talented, and he is low-key.

After drifting for more than ten minutes, I came to University A and went to the Department of Architecture to find this raider named Song Yu.

Zheng Zhinan knows a little about Song Yu's information. For example, Song Yu is a local, and his home is in a community outside the fifth station of University A. His father is a professor, but he is not from University A, but from University T in the next city. In charge of research work in a research institute, my mother used to be a teacher. She had a serious illness before and resigned. After recovering, she would do what she wanted to do, such as raising flowers, doing some fabric handicrafts, and volunteering.

It is a relatively simple family background, and it is not as complicated as other worlds. It really has a relaxed rhythm.

Zheng Zhinan floated to the Department of Architecture to watch these students and ask for news.

If you can't take the initiative to ask, then quietly listen to whether they will talk about Song Yu.

He looked around the classroom, but he didn't see anyone who looked like the male lead.

Song Yu couldn't live in school, and it was useless to go to the dormitory.

Therefore, Zheng Zhinan was already mentally prepared to hang out in the Department of Architecture for N days in a row.

But it really is the male lead, even if he is not in the arena, there is news about him in the arena.

"Is Song Yu coming over today?"

"Come here, today is Professor Yao's class, and Professor Yao only gives us two classes a week, one morning class on Wednesday and one evening class on Thursday."

"It feels like I haven't seen him often since I was in my junior year."

"Participating in the competition, sometimes I will be busy. I heard that when I come to the school, I will go directly to the professor to communicate with the participating works."

"Those who have completed their credits early are self-willed."

Hearing some people's discussion, Zheng Zhinan sat in the last row with satisfaction, waiting for Song Yu to come to the evening class.

Later, Zheng Zhinan thought about it, and he was afraid that if the protagonist has yin and yang eyes, isn’t it written like this in the book? The person who can see the other protagonist seems to be an ordinary person, but the author will give a yin and yang eye or something, if the protagonist As soon as he came in, he saw a Piao sitting in the last row. It must have been a bad impression. After all, if he often saw a Piao, he would not look special. He thought about going outside first, and waited until It might be better to float in through the back door after class and approach quietly.

Zheng Zhinan was thinking very well, anyway, he knew where the class was held, so he should hang around for a while.

At this time, there are still a few minutes before the evening class. After dinner, most of the students come in twos and threes for self-study in the evening.

Then I saw a handsome guy coming up from the corner of the stairs. At this time, there were fewer people, and there were more people in the corridor, but there were no people at the corner.

Then Zheng Zhinan saw a girl holding a gift, stretched out her hand nervously and patted the handsome guy on the shoulder, and the handsome guy turned to look at her.

The girl took the gift, handed it to the handsome guy and said, "Senior Song Yu, this is the chocolate I made with my own hands, for you."

When Zheng Zhinan's radar heard Song Yu's senior, he immediately floated in front of Song Yu calmly and with a little excitement.

He observed Song Yu first, but he didn't find that he had yin and yang eyes. Since he approached him, he didn't blink his eyelids, and his expression was still looking at the girl. Zheng Zhinan judged that he should not have the yin and yang in ordinary novels Eye, after all, it was not mentioned in the character set.

Maybe because it was a simple mode, Zheng Zhinan was a little relaxed and not as cautious as usual, so before Song Yu replied, Zheng Zhinan said something to the girl.

"I'm sorry, little sister, he is my destined man, you have no chance." Zheng Zhinan had been Ah Piao for a few days, and before he met Bobo, he had hardly talked to anyone or even ghosts, and of course he hadn't either. I have met a few ghosts before, so I can't help entertaining myself when I encounter this kind of interesting confession scene.

Another relationship is that the persona in his world is a more lively one, so he relaxes himself more and tells himself not to be so tense.

Zheng Zhinan, who had his back turned to Song Yu, didn't notice that Song Yu's expression had changed a little when he heard what he said, but the change was fleeting. Nothing unusual was found.