Chapter 14 Brother is going to plagiarize!
In this mediocre era when the master was killed by random punches and even if he was afraid of kitchen knives, a living kung fu master suddenly emerged and performed his unique skills in front of everyone. You can imagine how eye-catching this is.
There is no wind and there is still a wave of three feet!
As Mi Liancheng expected, a sensation broke out on the Internet and public opinion was in an uproar.
The same interview was given various names on different media platforms, and it was hyped up and became the most popular news on the Internet for a while.
"Five Million, Revealing the Complete Process of Redeeming a Giant Prize!"
This is the media and the main news that failed to capture the exciting moments later.
"The Strongest Lottery in History, Fighting and Flashing without any pressure!"
On the hard granite, a deep palm-shaped depression is the finishing touch of this media.
"Amazing real kung fu, performing iron sand palms on the eaves and walls!"
This media captured the entire process of Miliancheng climbing up to a high-rise building in a few seconds. It was a high-definition video, and in less than half a day, there were even experts who were guessing the whole story of each move. This move was to pull onions from dry land, and that move was a gecko swimming in the wall, which made the editor-in-chief so happy.
"Red Cross donations, one point was donated."
The moment Mi Liancheng threw a penny, he was accurately captured, and a vivid sarcasm knocked him to the ground from his personality and stepped on his feet!
"Kung Fu God Book, God-Man Redeems Prize Brother Says to Fight the Ghost and Blow the Light and Defeat the Grave Robbers' Chronicles..."
The news that Mi Liancheng is about to publish a new online book on Kung Fu has also been revealed.
Netizens were blinded by krypton gold dog eyes, and commented, some questioned, some were amazed, and some said that this was purely hype and sensationalism.
"A bottle of love-forgetful water every day" forum said, "Sir, please stay and take your disciples back to the mountain!" The posts that want to be a disciple were not available, and the posts that kept their formations and wanted to be a disciple extended to hundreds of floors, and then quickly fell to Java Island.
Netizens "checked five books in one go" looked excited, "Today, when many people are making money, there is finally a real hero joining the online novel industry. If his level is still impressive, he will definitely come to enjoy it. In addition, is the kung fu written by the hero all real? It means that he doesn't have fantasy!"
There are also real practitioners who couldn't help but run out to get water, "In my opinion, this person must be an internal expert. Look at his claws, the granite has been caught in sand powder. At least he is also a master of dark energy! It means that the master of magic power is even more powerful, but I don't know if there is anything else. As for the hero who is underage and has not yet started practicing for 30 years, tears are filled with tears. Hero, don't tease us!"
At the same time, netizens who listened to Miliancheng Xinlang Wei and Tencent Wei have increased by more than 50,000 in just half a day. They are noisy and accused of apprenticeships and seeking art posts, slaughtering one after another, making an old writer who has been losing his time complain!
"I have long envied the chapter of Yueguan that has not been published and collected nearly 10,000 yuan. I have long been used to the fact that the third young master issued a statement to open a book and had already numbed the collection of tomatoes for hundreds of thousands. Today, I saw another immortal descending to the earth. Is there a peanut god? I have written a word, and the collection of scarves has exceeded 100,000 yuan. The flop writer who has never collected less than 100,000 yuan can't afford to hurt me."
There are also some people who are very sad, "Damn, you took the wrong medicine! Yu Qiuyu said, Wen-G, at that time, a female thief who was robbing a train appeared in the temple of the monks in the deep mountains and the old forest, and asked the people's government to use a gun to give it to Tutu. But your martial arts are all good at typing! Is there anything more painful about Erque? It means that Erque really can't understand the world."
Some people also despise Mi Liancheng's character, "Damn, I won the prize of 4 million and donated a penny. Today, a stingy hero with a distinctive image of fear of death was born, and he is still a professional typing. He is alone, and we can already fully understand the complexity of human nature. It is too complicated to analyze his growth background. I am very curious about how he grew up. It's simply weird!"
No matter how chaotic the outside world is, Mi Liancheng was still very comfortable when he returned home. Of course, except for the family’s questions: Aunt Xian, who raised him since childhood, expressed her true unacceptableness to the martial arts that Mi Liancheng suddenly showed. "Will you take over our Xiaomi's shell like in the novel, and be reborn and harm others, no, the big devil who harmed the world!"
Yu Keke also played tricks, "Can it be that you have a human skin mask on your face, and you are not Brother Xiaomi at all?"
As he said that, this cruel girl pulled Mi Liancheng's mouth and started to ravage it. She broke it into a single shape and then pulled out a single shape, making Mi Liancheng beg for mercy.
"How to say it!" Mi Liancheng looked frowning, "This should be said to be the unique knowledge of our old Mi family. We started learning it at the age of three. At the beginning, it was just a stalking exercise, which was very inconspicuous. You don't know, that's because this thing is passed on to your son or daughter or not. Wife can learn it, but daughter can't learn it, so you don't know it. Actually, I'm not intentional, it's just a habit!"
After laughing and making fun, the few people stopped pursuing this issue. When Aunt Xian thought that Mi Liancheng said she wanted to write a novel in an interview, she asked with concern, "Xiaomi, do you really don't want to go to school anymore? You are still so young now. Even if you have such a little money, what can you do later? You can't just sit back and spend money, right? Can you make money by writing a novel?"
At that time in 2007, the overall environment of online literature was not as good as that of later generations. Not to mention the big publicity, almost one-sided criticism on the market. Writing online novels is not profitable. This is even well-known on the Internet. Some pictures of PPS depict the tragic situation of a year of glory, two years of clear soup and noodles, and three years of begging and cheating, which makes people unable to bear to read it. It is not like the future, but it still plays the ranking of online wealthy people in a grand manner, promoting the bright prospects of online literature.
Mi Liancheng naturally knew this clearly. He was interested in managing this time and space, just like managing his own small family. He was naturally very attentive, thinking about having a reasonable superficial identity, which was also the reason why he suddenly became coquettish.
He said confidently, "Aunt Xian, don't worry, I think I can definitely make money, just watch it. Besides, if you are really worried, don't we have money now? If you really don't make money, I will change my career!"
This is naturally not his true words. As a time traveler and contractor who has experienced the world, he knows much about the future of online writing, just relying on his experience, writing style, literacy, and a deep understanding of human nature. The articles he wrote are definitely beyond ordinary people's imagination. It is too easy to make money, and he can live a good life no matter how he does it. Moreover, this bitch has already made up his mind to copy and take other people's paths and leave others with no way out. It's really hard to lose.
What's more, he has already steadily gained tens of thousands of fans in his pocket. When he shouted, he was worried about not clicking, collecting, recommending, signing, rewarding, and subscribing?
It's just a joke!
Maybe the website will take the initiative to make him famous just for his fame and popularity, and become the website's signature like the third young master. Various recommendations will be smashed over to drown him.
After all, a cross-industry talent like him is really not something that can be found just by wanting. After this storm, I don’t know how many people in China will know about him. Maybe his reputation will be spread abroad, and there is nothing more eye-catching than this!
Aunt Xian is also a hard-working person in society. She doesn’t really value those who don’t go to school. She has a lot of wealthy celebrities who have not finished high school in this society. In addition to having an inertial understanding, she is just to give children a bright future. Now Mi Liancheng has shown all her skills, so she has nodded naturally.
Liu Xin was very curious about Mi Liancheng's desire to write online novels. She has always been a busy person. During her school days, she also worked in the workplace. She is about to graduate recently and is also running around to find a job and is struggling to find a job. I really haven't read many online novels.
But Liu Xin has heard of the famous online novels. No matter whether they are in class or not, many of her classmates hold their mobile phones in their hands, looking at the e-books without blinking, smiling foolishly from time to time, and gritting their teeth suddenly. To be honest, she is really curious about this thing.
Not to mention, she has never seen how others write novels. Since there is one person in front of her, she naturally needs to observe them.
At that moment, Aunt Xin suggested that Mi Liancheng be able to code a paragraph now and see how good he is.
Aunt Xian, Keke naturally hit it off, and three beauties surrounded Mi Liancheng and came to his room, surrounding him in the middle to see how he wrote the novel.
By the way, the computer was always on at this moment, but it was in a state of silence. Miliancheng moved his mouse and the screen quickly lit up.
Miliancheng built a new word document, looked up and wrote the first chapter, typed a colon and started a new line, and wrote: One night in early December, the weather suddenly turned cold...
Mi Liancheng's typing speed is very fast, and he doesn't even look at the keyboard, and he just types blindly. The crackling sound of typing on the keyboard is almost the same as a song of music, rushing down the road, and his literary thoughts are like a spring.
This typing speed is so fast that it is like printing it out again with a manuscript, faster than a professional typist.
The three beauties have never read many novels. They read every word of reading, and they are not even as fast as Mi Liancheng typing.
Almost half an hour later, Mi Liancheng drew the last end of this chapter, with 4179 words in the whole chapter.
He took a breath and waited for the beauties to finish reading it before he pulled the chapter back to the top. The name of the chapter was marked: "Rolling and squatting like a galloping horse, and the empty top was open to the shape and spirit."
He also ordered the word to be named: Dragon-Snake-Yan-Yiyi!
Chapter completed!