Dionil Middle School is located in Diannong-dong, Dongdaemun, less than 6 kilometers away from the comic studio.

Han Zidong spent 1,250 yuan on the subway and arrived near Dianyi Middle School 40 minutes later.

After looking at the campus not far away, Han Zidong took out his mobile phone and dialed "Qidun".

Xiao Heizi, I’m here to tell you the truth!

Although this "little black guy" posted a piece "Xing You is the best comic in 2012" on the forum Pann, it attracted a wave of negative comments to him and attracted nearly a hundred negative fans.

However, with the help of precise social media propaganda and rockets sent by Fundu experts, Xingyou became popular, and the post on the Pann forum was no longer a piece of black material, but an upright declaration of war.

After that, this little guy mobilized a large number of enthusiastic young people, overturning the scandal of Fundu buying hot searches in one fell swoop, and pushed Xingyou into the media's attention zone.

It can be said that although she sometimes has a very rough mind, objectively speaking, she still helps a lot.

However, this little Heizi really danced too much, which made him, the real owner, a little panicked.

After Xingyou's crowdfunding fund reached 30 million, as long as he wanted the funds to land safely, who would have thought that the other party would continue to create attention for Xingyou, indirectly attracting the attention of the big boss - the Fair Trade Commission.

Tell me about you, a third-year junior high school student. At a critical moment in your life, when others are in trouble and getting involved crazily, you make trouble online every day. Is this appropriate?

No, I have to be honest with you.

The bell rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Just when Han Zidong was about to hang up and redial, the call was connected.

"Hello?"

A feeble greeting came from the opposite side.

What's going on?

Are you taking a nap or are you still sick?

Han Zidong pretended to be a courier and replied very professionally: "Are you Qidun? I have a courier here and I need you to sign for it."

Then, there was a burst of noise on the phone, and there seemed to be a faint sound of coughing mixed in.

What's going on? Is Xiao Heizi really sick?

Han Zidong asked warmly: "Qitunxi?"

"Gui, I am."

The voice of the person speaking on the other side suddenly became much clearer, but a strong nasal sound could still be heard.

"May I ask who sent the package? How big is the courier and what's inside?"

Still quite vigilant, Han Zidong replied calmly: "The sender seems to be a comic studio. If it is express delivery, it may look like a poster or something like that.

Qidunxi, I am now at the gate of Dianyi Middle School. Could you please come out as soon as possible?"

"Oh Mo? My poster...cough cough cough!"

At this time, a coughing sound came clearly from the other end of the phone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't shock you. I'm sorry that I'm sick and hospitalized. Why don't you leave the express with the guard, and I'll let a friend pick it up later."

Hearing this, Han Zidong stopped pretending, and his tone was half ridicule, half concern: "Ah, Qidun, what's the matter with you? Can't you even manage your own body well?"

"Guilty?"

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and then, as if he had been given a shot of blood, a vigorous reply came over.

"Yeah!"

Yes, it seems like it’s not a big deal!

Han Zidong changed his tone: "Okay, why are you still hospitalized? Is your condition serious?"

"It doesn't matter to me. I just had the flu and a little fever. I'm much better now."

It can be regarded as a comradeship. Han Zidong was more or less relieved when he heard that the other party's health was not a problem.

"I originally planned to treat you to a big meal, but it seems that you are out of luck."

"You don't need a big meal. Go buy me some fried chicken." The voice on the other side suddenly became urgent: "Take me to the hospital. I've been eating porridge for two days and I'm almost tired of it."
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"Eat shit. As a flu patient, you should eat less greasy and spicy food. I brought fried chicken to you. I think you want me to be beaten to death by your parents."

Han Zidong joked: "It's better to drink more porridge. If that doesn't work, just drink more hot water. I heard that hot water packs can cure all diseases."

"Tch, it's boring! But being in the hospital is really boring. Everyone I know is in school, and there's no one I can talk to when I'm in the hospital."

Since everyone is sick and hospitalized, he will let this little guy go.

He handed the poster to the security guard while chatting on the phone: "Isn't there an Anipang mobile game that's very popular recently? You play that one."

"That elimination game is too low-level," the voice on the other side said with a strong sense of disgust, "Aren't there any mobile games that are both light and fun?"

Haha, elimination games are low-level?

It can still be popular for decades more!

Just like Masturbation launched by Xia Guo WeChat, Anipang released on Kakao Talk has only been launched for more than two months, and it has already reached 12 million downloads, 7 million daily users, and more than 2 million people online at the same time.

From aunts in their fifties to Hallyu stars Lee Min Ho and Kim Hee Sun, everyone is playing Anipang. Even Kakao officials have adopted the slogan "Sing Gangnam Style for divine songs, and play Anipang for games."

A digital game suddenly appeared in Han Zidong's mind: "I do know that there is a light mobile game that requires some mathematical skills."

"I'm the best at math. What's the name of the game? It can only be played on an iPhone."

"2048."

"No, are you kidding me?!"

Hearing that Han Zidong didn't reply, Qidun, who felt fooled, opened his mouth like a machine gun: "Bad guy, stinky gangster, black-hearted guy..."

"Yeah, seven...ton."

Han Zidong discovered that he originally wanted to use "Seven Days" to tease Xiao Heizi, but in the end he shot himself in the foot.

The word "Qidun" is naturally more funny when greeting the other party.

No matter how much momentum accumulated in front of him, as soon as he said the word "Qi Dun", his momentum dropped.

"Hey, Qidun, I just want to know how stupid your name is, so you don't even dare to tell me."

"No, my name is the nicest. Only fools will leave their true information when walking on the Internet."

Han Zidong always felt that he was being connoted, and hurriedly replied: "You can tell me your last name, and I will tell you how to download 2048."

Maybe my liking for mathematics is fake, but my liking for games is really something I can’t do anymore. The call from the other end is almost instantaneous.

"My surname is Li! Please tell me how to download 2048."

Download Hammer, 2048 hasn’t appeared yet!

Of course he would not admit that this was his sudden idea, but explained: "This is a mobile game that our comic studio is preparing to launch. It is still under development. Once the development is completed, I will invite you to try it as soon as possible.

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"Really? But aren't you a comic studio?" Li Qidun expressed disbelief.

"Of course it's true. Our business is not just about providing comics. You must know that animation, comics, games, and novels are a circle and can be converted into each other at any time.

In two days, you can pay attention to Tumblbug’s press conference, and there will be relevant news reports for you.”

"Oh, I will believe you just once."

"You should have a good rest. By the way, don't go looking for trouble with Tumblbug. Don't you know that I am the director of Tumblbug?"

"Internal director?"

"You really don't seem to know."

Han Zidong always felt that he had said similar words, but it didn't seem to be to Li Qidun, so he warned: "Anyway, now you know, Tumblbug will not treat you badly, so don't post those blog posts again."

, do you know?"

"Okay, remember I want to play your 2048 as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!