Not long after Yang Zheng returned to his room, his sister, Yang Chaoyue, called.
When she accidentally saw this post on Weibo just now, her girl group was forced to rehearse their dance by the leader. She was not free either, but she was really stifled!
In the corner, Yang Chaoyue asked emotionally,""Brother, you don't deny the person in the photo, right? I can recognize it even if it turns into ashes!"
"Girl, what are you saying? Curse me?"
"Hehe ~~ But big brother, your level of thinking is really too high! I'm proud of you! Very, very, very proud! But…"
" Yes!" Yang Chaoyue's tone sounded like she was worshipping him, but it was suddenly filled with pain." That's all your retirement pay! In our hometown, you can even marry half a sister-in-law…"
"Nonsense! Sister-in-law doesn't have half of one."
Yang Zheng's gentle laughter was heard.
Yang Chaoyue seemed to be deeply conflicted."I'm just making an analogy…I really feel bad for the money…But I'm also very proud of you, brother…Sigh, my head hurts, I don't want to think about it anymore!”
" Little fool, don't worry. I can earn much more money than this…"
Yang Zheng was about to tell his sister about this " bizarre " incident that happened in his own home, but her thoughts kept jumping around and interrupted him.
"By the way, brother, we're going to participate in the Creation 101 competition tomorrow. The program team sent a notice saying that all our phones will be handed in during the competition. So, if you want to contact me, you can only do so through the program team.”
"Right! Like! Teng Xun's video will have that likes list. You must remember to become a member and vote for me every day!”
"Right, right! The company leader said that when I introduced myself at the beginning of the competition, he wanted me to say that I was the hope of the entire village. Brother, tell everyone in the village. I'm afraid that if the production team goes over to interview me and finds out that I'm not the hope of the village, they'll definitely say that I'm lying…"
"The hope of the entire village? Crazy! You even want me to speak with the villagers…"
Yang Zheng was stunned when he heard that. He said speechlessly," Be more confident, girl. You have to know that you are the hope of the entire Earth! You are not only the village flower, but also the national flower, and the flower of friendship and peace in the world!”
"Aiya, Brother, I'm serious! Also, Earth is too big, and it's very unrealistic. My ability can't reach it. I just hope that it will be popular all over China ~"
One could almost imagine how serious his sister was in answering this question.
"Alright, as long as you're happy…" Yang Zheng said.
Thinking about how she was in a closed competition, he decided not to talk about his family for the time being in order to not disturb her thoughts.
After chatting for a while, Yang Zheng told her to rest early.
Yang Chaoyue brought up the matter of " liking every day " and " unifying the story " again before she put down the phone.
However, Yang Zheng did not take these two matters to heart…
The night was quiet.
She lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep.
The five years of military camp journey was neither long nor short. When a person calmed down, some people and things that could never be forgotten would always surface in his mind.
In the seventh month of enlistment, as a rookie with his own abilities, he entered a special combat unit.
Those comrades and brothers who had fought side by side for nearly a year, those who had sacrificed themselves, Haozi, Viagra…
Yang Zheng had never tried to forget their voices, smiles, and the glorious stories they had told his little brother like Aunt Xianglin.
There was a torrent that was difficult to contain that was surging in his chest.
Yang Zheng got up from his bed, turned on his computer, and logged into China's largest online novel website, the Flying Deer Chinese Network…
Back then, the time-traveler system had been activated and issued him a mission to become a soldier. After completing all the missions and obtaining all the system achievement points, the system had been untied not long ago.
Many of the popular web novels from his previous world were unlocked.
Returning from the military was originally one of Yang Zheng's ways to earn money quickly.
However, at this moment, he was only thinking about turning his brothers who had sacrificed themselves into protagonists. He would type out their vivid stories word by word on the keyboard and remember them forever…
He created an author's background.
He randomly chose the pen name of 'Drunk on Beauty's Legs.'
Looking at the title column, Yang Zheng looked at the military novels on the Flying Deer novel network.
Those authors who had never been in the military for a day could only rely on their amazing imaginations to reach the boundless. All of them had the title of " Special Forces: XXXXX "…
As a business novel, perhaps such a title could help readers who liked this genre find what they needed quickly?
However, Yang Zheng had never considered what kind of royalties he would earn from writing this book, so he did not care about the special title format.
Therefore, he didn't care about the various elements of a successful business novel on the Flying Deer novel network.
For example, the male protagonist that no one liked to watch, the plot where there was only brotherhood and no love, and the many battles where death enveloped them, making them feel suffocated…
This was because these were all true stories.
Yang Zheng was not only a witness, but he would also be a calm recorder. He would use all kinds of storytelling techniques to write biographies of his comrades who had died!
He took a deep breath and typed the title of the book without thinking.
"Leave the Last Bullet for Me"
the first chapter
"F * ck you, Little Six! Save the last bullet for me! Leave it to me…If I'm captured, I won't forgive you even if I die!! F * ck you!"
The blood that was still flowing out of his body stained the ground. Zheng Dapao, whose legs had been blown off, roared hoarsely…
It was a few words of recollection.
As soon as he knocked, Yang Zheng's eyes couldn't help but become hazy.
He composed himself and continued typing on the keyboard…
She didn't know fatigue and didn't pause for even a second. She typed 30,000 words overnight.
It was too troublesome to split two to three thousand words into chapters, so he decided to upload three chapters in a row.
After writing the fourth chapter for a while, she felt that her eyes were a little sore. She saved the draft and turned off the computer. She lay down and took a nap…
Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock!
"Da Zheng, wake up! Wake up! Hurry up and get to work!"
In less than half an hour, Huang Lei's loud voice resounded outside.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。