Fatty scratched his head, and his eyes widened. He asked suspiciously,
"Then why is the pen name 'Qianqian is the cutest in the world'? Everyone suspects that it was actually written by your sister.”
"That's because…"
When Zhang Niuma registered his pen name, he originally named himself " Young Master Niu Ma, Shuai " so that he could pick up a " so-and-so fan, love, love, love " or something.
It sounded comfortable and smooth. Who wouldn't love it?
In the end, in the time it took to go to the toilet.
Good fellow!
When she returned, she saw Zhang Qianqian sitting in front of her computer with a smirk on her face.
When Zhang Niuma saw this, he knew that the Great Death was not good.
However, since the pen name could not be changed, it did not matter.
"I see!"
He looked at Fatty, who kept nodding and began to show an excited expression.
Zhang Niuma raised his head proudly and was about to receive a wave of flattery from this little fan.
" Wait, if you're really a novelist."
Fatty's expression became a little strange.
When you were sleeping on the desk, I was training my skills with all my might.
When you were writing novels with your legs crossed and the air conditioner blowing on you,
I was blowing the cold wind and my legs were trembling as I fought monsters to level up.
I'm already level 19 now, and I've been in the class change world for more than 2 years, so I've been through a lot.
And you were only Level 1 five minutes ago. You just awakened not long ago and are a pure " little newbie."
In the end, the combat level you just displayed was something I could only dream of!
Thinking of this, Fatty's expression was already very strange.
Especially when Zhang Niuma's words of encouragement rang in his ears.
"Fatty, how can you be trash?”
"Fatty, talent is a lie."
"Fatty, as long as you are willing to work hard, the future is waiting for you."
Zhang Niuma's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Fatty's face, which was gradually distorting.
What was going on?
The chicken soup that he had just poured failed so quickly?
Nanny?
He hurriedly said,
"Fatty, Fatty!"
Fatty covered his chest with his hand in pain and said with a desperate expression,
"Brother Niu Ma, your chicken soup!"
"So poisonous!"
It was indeed a beautiful death to be led by the author who had been chasing after him.
But the key was…
I used to not believe in 'talent' at all.
I don't believe you anymore after what you said just now.
But now, why can't I believe what you're making!!!
"Brother Bull and Horse, you're simply the king of poisonous chicken soup!”
Zhang Niuma was extremely embarrassed. His old face was as red as fire.
However, after coughing a few times, he still rubbed his nose and forcefully quibbled in a low voice,
"I don't just write novels. I often exercise in school.”
After Fatty heard this, his face became even more resentful. It looked as if Zhang Niuma owed him a small goal.
"Why do I remember that you're sleeping every day?”
"Uh, about that."
Zhang Niuma was completely speechless.
Alright!
He couldn't tell Fatty directly that he had been doing special work before he transmigrated, right?
All kinds of fighting techniques were skills that one had to know before taking up a job. Combat skills could be said to be one of the rice bowls.
In all kinds of dangerous and difficult missions, this was the biggest guarantee of survival.
Therefore, after he transmigrated, he had never abandoned these skills.
It just so happened that the school's management was extremely loose, and there was a specialized combat training ground.
Therefore, after he learned some necessary information about this strange world, he felt that he had to be careful.
Every day when he went to school, he would either train on the training ground or sleep.
After all, sleeping was also to recover his strength faster.
The more he slept, the faster he would recover!
30% practice, 70% maintenance.
The effect of combining work and rest was great.
"Uh, you might not believe it.”
"Actually, I received the inheritance of an Eastern expert from another time and space in my sleep.”
"It might be a little nonsense, but that's the truth.”
Zhang Niuma's brain spun and he came up with a story on the spot.
He felt that even so, it was better than telling the truth.
He looked at the silent and expressionless Fatty.
Zhang Niuma rubbed his hands and laughed dryly. He was a little nervous.
But suddenly…
"Screech!"
Fatty suddenly jumped up and slapped his thigh. It looked as if his conception and governor meridians had been opened up.
"I was wondering why I was often beaten up by monsters. It turns out that I'm missing the most crucial opportunity!”
After saying that, Fatty immediately half-knelt and cupped his fists, his small eyes filled with hope.
"Brother Niu Ma, please introduce me to that mysterious Eastern expert.”
Zhang Niuma was sweating profusely. How could he believe this?
He cleared his throat awkwardly and chose his words carefully.
"Well, practicing martial arts in your dreams every day is actually very, very hard.”
"Fatty, you don't have to do this."
"In the future, you just have to follow behind your brother and enjoy yourself.”
"All the pain will be borne by brother alone.”
Fatty was so touched that he was almost in tears.
That's why.
He silently retreated to a spot 10 steps away from Zhang Niuma.
Moreover, he was retreating faster and further away.
"Hey fatty, why did you step back so far?”
Zhang Niuma tilted his head slightly, feeling a little inexplicable.
Fatty pointed behind him with a strange expression and said,
"Brother Niu Ma, look behind you."
Zhang Niuma turned around curiously.
"I lost it, but there are so many more!"
He was so shocked that he almost threw the shovel in his hand.
Behind him, a vast expanse of dark green, like a small greenish-gray lake, was moving over.
There were roughly a hundred people, no, a hundred goblins!
"F * ck, did we poke the goblin nest?”
"Kill 3 and 100 will come out!”
"System, come out and have a good rest. You dare to tell me that this is a 2-star Normal Mystic Realm?”
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