There seemed to be…and he almost peed?
After a while, all of them shivered.
Oh my god!
Could it be that he had encountered a lunatic?
[Resentment from the grocery lady 123]
" Resentment from the truant underlings 234 "
" Resentment from a reformed lady 666 "
"From…"
Resentment points came densely.
Su Shaoqing laughed heartlessly. The depression he felt from the shady incident at the station was instantly relieved.
"How dare you pluck my fruit? I'll see how you die tonight!”
As long as she willed it, she could trigger the effect of the Puppet Talisman at any time. Although it was only effective for 30 minutes, it was enough to do many things in these 30 minutes.
Four words-do whatever you want!
Thinking of that scene that he liked to see, his heart could not help but burn.
Another subway stopped at the station and she quickly boarded it.
……
Back at the apartment, Su Shaoqing felt bored. There were still seven hours before the live broadcast. It seemed that he had to find something to kill time.
Taking out his phone, Shaoqing Su logged onto Weibo. The top search was not about celebrity gossip, but rather," Chinese men are not worthy of Chinese women."
Well, alright, this had something to do with the main theme of Weibo's " bickering." Both sides were in full swing. After watching for a while, she lost interest and wandered around Weibo. She specifically entered the Weibo accounts of some big verified accounts with a lot of fans.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
An Internet celebrity posted on Weibo. The content was:
"How soft are girls 'breasts? How does it feel?"
There were a lot of comments below, from " elasticity, softness, scale " to " scientific statement ", as if it was true.
Su Shaoqing clicked on the blogger's personal information and silently exited.
" I thought the blogger was a man, but I thought,'F * ck, this might be the saddest question of 2018.'
If you look closely, the blogger is a woman. F * ck, this is really the saddest question of 2018…"
After a while.
Beep!
" Resentment from the airport's big V 666 "
This honest question received thousands of likes.
BIUBIUBIU。
It made it to the hot comments and was second to none.
"There's an honest person here. Uncles and grandpas, quickly help her up to heaven!”
After browsing around, Su Shaoqing felt bored. He closed Weibo and logged into QQ. Several groups were quite lively.
Beep beep beep.
He randomly clicked into a group chat and seemed to be discussing the issue of "money". The rich might not necessarily be happy, and the discussion was very serious.
He was very happy.
Su Shaoqing pondered for a moment and typed a message."Haha, I have a friend who comes from an average family. He always felt that he would be happier if he had money. Later on, his mother made a fortune in infant education.
When I saw him almost ten years later, I asked him,"You're rich now, but are you really happy?"
Hahaha, guess what he said?”
"What do you mean?"
"Hurry!"
Many of the group members asked excitedly.
Shaoqing's face was stiff as he replied, It feels so good!"
With a swoosh.
Many people were stunned, and their excited expressions froze.
[Resentment from the little gremlins 123]
" Resentment from the fans 223 "
"From…"
F * ck, are you sure you didn't take the wrong script?
Just like that, he had harvested a few thousand. It was really hard to say.
After teasing a few more groups, Su Shaoqing stopped. After all, the leeks had to be harvested slowly. He couldn't be like before, injecting too much poison and making them unable to take it.
"Hmm…I have nothing better to do. Why don't I write some novels?”
Su Shaoqing thought for a moment and opened the small black room. Facing the weak screen, he gradually fell into deep thought.
What should he write?
In this time and space, China's entertainment development was not inferior to the previous world. Although the film and television industry had gradually been eroded by the "popular stars" in recent years, there were still many capable people.
The movie had five great directors, who had resisted the invasion of Hollywood. The music had many creators, such as Zhou, Lin, Xu, Wang, and so on. Their works were popular in Southeast Asia.
Of course, strictly speaking, these frontline artists belonged to the " previous generation." The lowest of them had been famous for ten years, and the new generation had yet to produce any stunning newcomers.
It could be said that there was no successor, and there was a serious fault in the development of entertainment.
After five or six years of development, the various strategies of web novels had been figured out. Time travel, rebirth, trash flow…all kinds of things were blooming.
Therefore, it was a little difficult to determine what to write.
After pondering for a while, Su Shaoqing couldn't help but type four words.
"Spare me, Your Majesty."
Of course, she didn't want to copy the whole thing. She just wanted to use its routines and some creativity, such as the revival of spiritual energy and the humorous and funny style that could choke people to death.
Overall, it was still his own creation.
Also, unlike " Spare My Lord ", there was a " system " element that could provide real-time feedback on the " stunned value ".
She realized that the online novels in this time and space didn't seem to have a system style.
"I wonder if it will become popular?"
Su Shaoqing smiled, but he didn't care.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。