"You said you would deliver it in thirty minutes. How long has it been? How long has it been?"
In the Eastern Capital, a handsome boy looked at these four or five people with an indifferent expression.
The young and handsome man was called Ye Feng. He was a student at the Imperial Capital Film Academy. It was all because he had found a part-time job as a delivery man to make a living.
Today, due to the heavy traffic jam, the delivery was ten minutes late.
Ordinary customers usually wouldn't say anything. However, this customer kept finding trouble with him.
If Ye Feng had to find the reason, it was very likely that when he first came in, a good-looking girl kept asking for his contact information.
Other than that, he could not think of any other reason.
"Then you can give it a one-star negative review!”
Ye Feng slowly packed his things and left without looking back. Anyway, he didn't care about a one-star rating.
Star rating was a professional term in the delivery industry.
After the customer ordered the takeout, they could give the delivery staff a score. One star was the worst and five stars was the best.
And this thing was used to fool customers. To be honest, the takeout industry was short of people. In this case, the delivery man with a higher star rating could get a small bonus, and the delivery man with a lower star rating would get a few yuan deducted.
Therefore, Ye Feng wasn't afraid at all.
"Hmph, you're so uncultured. Serves you right to deliver food!”
The man saw Ye Feng's attitude and immediately muttered.
"What are you talking about? What delivery? Can't you see that he's so young? It's obvious that he's working part-time in university. Didn't you work when you were studying? Really, who is this person!"
When the man finished speaking, the girl who had asked for Ye Feng's contact information was immediately furious. She pointed at him and criticized him.
However, Ye Feng had already left a long time ago and did not care about the unpleasantness that happened here at all.
……
"Done!"
At night, Ye Feng counted the salary he received from the APP and put it in his old wallet with satisfaction.
"F * ck transmigration!"
After Ye Feng finished counting the money, he fell asleep. Before he became hazy, he could not help but mutter to himself.
Yes, Ye Feng was a standard transmigrator, but he was a little unlucky. Why did he say that? It had been more than a month since he had transmigrated, but he did not have any golden fingers.
He had no system, no cheat code, and most importantly, his transmigration background was a low-level background.
He was a rich second-generation heir who had fallen from grace. His father had jumped off a building, his mother had died of depression, and his relatives had avoided him.
To put it bluntly, half a year ago, the original owner of this body was also a retard. He had spent all the 500,000 yuan that his parents had left behind.
What would happen if he ran out of money after living a wealthy life? Die.
For this reason, this guy directly committed suicide. However, at the moment of his death, Ye Feng passed through him.
In his previous life, Ye Feng was an ordinary loser in the 21st century. He lived a nine-to-six life every day. Unmarried, smart. His monthly income was also more than 10,000 yuan, but he was still a poor mortgage loan dog. When he was almost done paying off his mortgage, he was accidentally struck by lightning and came to this world.
Coincidentally, the original owner of this body was also called Ye Feng.
Originally, Ye Feng was very happy to encounter such a thing!! However, after a month, he started to feel unhappy!
First of all, he had no money.
Secondly, he did not have any talent.
Most importantly, he did not have a system.
Damn it!
He had no choice but to accept his fate. In order to make a living, in order to survive, the hardworking him started to work part-time, not caring about any opinions. Today was the first month of his salary.
Now that he had money, the first thing he did was to buy a computer!
Why buy a computer?
This was because the entertainment industry in this world was completely different from his previous world!!
First of all, the music industry no longer had Heavenly King Zhou, Heavenly King Chen, and others. In other words, the classic songs from his previous life did not exist in this world.
Secondly, in the film and television industry, there was no Titanic or a Chinese Oathtale.
Thirdly, the literary world no longer had the works of the three masters, Jin, Gu, and Huang.
In other words, this world was a world of gold for Ye Feng.
If he wanted to make a fortune and become famous, it could not be any simpler.
However, no matter how simple it was, it was like a mountain of gold in front of you. The first thing you needed was a hoe.
The computer was like a hoe when facing a mountain of gold.
He needed a computer to write his novel.
Writing a novel was something he had thought about carefully.
If he wanted to sing, where would he go now? To participate in the show? I'm sorry. Without absolute confidence, it's impossible for him to participate in such a program. If his work becomes someone else's wedding dress, it would be too insulting to transmigrators.
Secondly, he had thought about making movies and becoming an actor, but he quickly passed.
First, making a movie required a lot of money, and he didn't have it.
Secondly, to be an actor, not only did he need money, but he also needed to accept the inside story and unspoken rules. For this reason, he did not plan to do so.
As for being a writer, it was relatively simple. As long as he had a manuscript, he could serialize it online and wait for it to become popular. After he had money, it was not a problem to plan ahead.
For this reason, although he did not have a system, he was still full of hope for tomorrow.
What Ye Feng didn't know was that while he was sleeping peacefully, a shadow was traveling through time and space at an extremely fast speed.
"This is our Wudang Sect's martial arts building!”
In the WuTang Sect, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe brought a disciple who was in his twenties to a room.
This room was neither too big nor too small, but there were many martial arts manuals hidden inside.
The place where the martial arts manuals were placed was called the martial arts building. It was the place where the Wudang Sect, a famous sect in the world, hid their secret manuals.
The middle-aged man was an elder of the Wudang Sect, and the young disciple was his nephew. He had been chosen by Wudang Sect this year to become the disciple of this generation.
This disciple was extremely talented and was simply so powerful in martial arts. In the sect's selection a few days ago, this person won first place. For this, he was rewarded with a random secret manual from the martial arts building.
"People say that Shaolin is the best martial arts in the world. Wudang is not bad either!”
The young Wudang disciple looked at the dazzling room in a daze and could not help but say in a daze.
"That's right. Our Wudang Sect is just keeping a low profile!!”
Hearing his disciple's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but stroke his beard as he spoke proudly.
"Elder, are you really going to let me choose as I please?”
After the weak disciple finished sucking up, he went straight to the main topic, his tone slightly trembling.
"How can it be fake?"
The middle-aged man said in a dignified manner. He thought, How can something promised by the sect leader be fake?
While the two of them were chatting, they did not notice that a strange shadow slowly slipped in.
The shadow was wandering around. Suddenly, as if it had seen something, it slipped into the cabinet above the secret manual.
The moment the shadow covered it, the secret manual disappeared. Then, the shadow rushed out at lightning speed.
"What is it?"
The elder of Wudang Sect was accompanying his disciple to choose a secret manual when he suddenly felt something on the ground and turned around instantly. However, he did not find anything.
"Did I see wrongly?"
The elder thought about it and finally felt that he had seen wrongly.
"Elder, I know that the sect has a lightness skill called Cloud Ladder. I wonder…"
The disciple picked and chose, but in the end, he still did not pick. Then, he said with a harmless look.
"Looks like you came prepared. I was wondering why you took so long to pick. So you've been eyeing that book for a long time. Wait, I'll get it from you!”
Hearing his disciple's words, the elder immediately shook his head and laughed. However, he did not take it to heart. It was a good thing for young disciples to love learning. One had to know that the sect would rely on their generation in the future.
Three minutes later, the elder returned with a frown.
"Elder, what happened?"
After seeing the elder's expression, the young disciple thought that the other party did not want to give it to him, so he asked on the spot.
"I'm fine. The Cloud Ladder might have been borrowed by some senior brother. How about this, I'll give it to you tomorrow!”
The elder absent-mindedly gave the disciple a perfunctory sentence, then quickly left the door and immediately went to the sect master's place.
……
In the inner hall of the Wudang Sect, a group of people paced back and forth anxiously. The reason was that the Wudang Sect's secret technique, Cloud Ladder, had disappeared.
Moreover, after a thorough investigation, no one on their side took it away.
Because of this, everyone became nervous.
Losing an absolute art was a small matter. After all, everyone knew this thing. At most, they could write another one. However, it was a big deal that he could easily take something from their Wudang Sect without anyone noticing.
"Give the order to investigate carefully. During this period of time, keep an eye on anyone who is suspicious!”
After two hours of discussion, the Wudang Sect's leader, Zhang Sanfeng, issued such a mission. Wudang entered a period of strict security.#
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