MTL - Thriller Paradise-Chapter 32
After the selection, the white light in the glass column converges, and finally presents a pair of football shoes that look quite old.
[Name: Jazz Dance]
[Type: Armor]
[Quality: Fine]
[defensive power: weak]
[Attribute: None]
[Special effects: increase the limit speed of running, greatly reduce the energy consumption of long walking or running]
[Remarks: This pair of sneakers belongs to an unprecedented winger. He is the first generation of European footballer and an excellent master of the ball. He has never been shown a red and yellow card in his career for more than 30 years. Another athlete, known as the King of Balls, once commented that "he is the one who taught us how to play." 】
"Things are good...and there are no equipment conditions." Feng did not know: "Even if you get stronger foot armor in the future, this can sell for a good price."
When he equipped the sneaker directly, he heard the system prompt: [When the equipment part contains "fashion peripherals", you can choose your preferred appearance in the menu]
I can't help but look at it. The meaning of this function is that the player can choose to display the appearance of the shoes that come with the system, or the shoes after the equipment. When the mall opens, there will be many fashion peripherals on the shelves. I believe that by then, from the head to the foot are wrapped in the odd costumes bought by RMB, do not display equipment, and the players who display the favorite shape should not be less.
But in the internal testing stage, when there is no mall, there are more people who choose to display equipment. This is actually a kind of vanity. People always like to show things that they have and others don't. The eyes that others envy and hate can bring a considerable degree of satisfaction.
After finishing the space, the nerve connection was broken.
From the game cabin, the actual time has also passed two hours or so, at this time the night is deep, the wind outside the window whistling, the city's sky can not see the stars. Of course, I don’t know how to seal it.
Young people in big cities, no matter whether they want to get up early the next day, rarely fall asleep before midnight. They are willing to sleep on a crowded subway or bus at six in the morning, and they are not willing to sacrifice themselves after work. time. It is a typical example of noisy nights. He starts at noon every day and usually sleeps at nearly four o'clock in the evening. He thinks that every morning is the best moment of inspiration.
But today, although there are still two or three hours from midnight, I suddenly feel that I have a creative desire. He cooked a whole pot of coffee, sat in front of the computer and started typing on the keyboard.
His pen name is "not aware", and the novel that is being serialized for the magazine is called "Secondary Detective and Cat". In fact, he originally wanted to write a story of a first-class detective. But in his years, commercial novels had to be gimmicks, just like many comics used female characters to attract attention. The novel industry has to follow the rules of the market. No matter how many years in the past, people’s curiosity and hunting mentality will always be It is a breakthrough.
When he was not able to find poverty, he once thought about writing novels. As a guy who is an artist, he can easily find people who seem to resonate with him, such as Miller (France). The painter, who had been forced to use sketches to change shoes, used oil painting to change bed, and painted some fragrant works to cater to the sensory stimuli of the bourgeoisie) or Titian (well, this is out of interest) .
In short, Feng did not agree to join Shantou in the end, so that he can write a detective story that he likes to write and is good at writing. The setting of this second-rate detective and cat is just splitting a protagonist into two roles. Originally, the protagonist of this book should be a shrewd guy, but now, he became a good-natured but incompetent second-rate detective, until one day, he found that his cat would speak, and only he could understand, that The cat happens to have the same reasoning power as God...
The editor of the magazine also praised the seal, saying that his setting is well used. The funny interactive bridge between the protagonist and the cat in the novel can dilute the overall gray style of the detective novel. Unconsciously, I gradually discovered the benefits of writing. One is to buffer the tension, and the second is to make up the number of words...
In addition to this serial, I am still writing a long story, which is the kind of published novel that I can really make him earn some money. Originally, the creation of the book was almost completely in the bottleneck, and it didn't work for a month, but tonight, I felt inspiration and began to build up the story called "The End of Nightmare."
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Nothing in the night, the next morning, when the sky was unclear, I saved the document and finally stood up from the computer desk. He stretched out and yawned and looked at it. It was already four in the morning. It’s forty. I didn’t think it’s just like this. Yesterday was the Ching Ming Festival... The Dream Company specially selected such a day to start the speculation of the paradise. It is also a propaganda method used by online games with horror as a selling point.
Now that I have reached this point, the early stalls outside the community should also be put out. I don’t feel that my mind is filled with all kinds of plots in the novel. I am completely tired. He decided to go out and eat something and come back to sleep.
He took the keys and some change (he only had change) and went downstairs. After fifteen minutes, he was on the way home with scallions and fritters.
When I returned to the community, I was able to see some elderly residents coming out for morning exercises or rushing to the community hospitals to queue up early.
I don’t know how to get in touch with my neighbors. At this time, he usually just sleeps. For him, the day is only starting at noon.
"Hey~" There was a black and white cat on the side of the road, and he yelled at him as he passed by.
I stopped and stopped, and the cat looked at it for a few seconds, confirmed it, yes... its eyes were staring at the breakfast on hand.
"I said you..." Feng Jie came to the cat's kneel and looked at the wild cat with no collar on his neck. "Do you eat fried food?"
"Oh." The cat seems to be completely afraid of being a stranger. At this moment, the voice seems to be answering "right."
"In the past few days, I have only gravy noodles to eat." Feng Shou said as he licked a small piece of scallion cake and handed it to the cat's mouth: "This is the only thing I can buy with the last few dollars." It’s something that comes with oil and water."
The cat stretched his head forward, smelled the food he had handed over with his nose, and then ate the piece of scallion cake. It licked his tongue and then “喵~”, it seems This is not enough.
Unexpectedly, I took a small piece of cake and gave it to it. "It looks so cute, it is not a valuable variety. I dare to ask things directly to strangers, and I have to take a step..." he taunted. While instinctively licking the next piece of scallion cake, it was very express: "Give me seriously to turn the trash can, bastard!"
Speaking of the trash can, I unconsciously looked up and glanced at the three sorts of trash cans in front of the apartment building. The four-sided cup-shaped trash cans are very high, about one meter four, and the width is narrow and narrow, if the cat is If you want to jump in and flip things, you have to hold the trash can full, otherwise you may jump in and not climb out. If you are dumped into the garbage truck, it will become a dead cat.
"Oh..." I couldn’t help but sigh, and shredded half a piece of cake, sprinkled on the palm of my hand and reached the cat’s face: "In fact, your wild cat is not easy. I heard that in winter, it is in our community. There is a cat hiding under the bottom of a car and relying on the warmth of the engine to warm up. In the morning, after the uninformed owner starts the car, it is crushed to death.” He touched the head of the kitten, some words, He is more willing to talk to the cat. In the face of human beings, he can’t say it: "You can only live for three years on average. I, maybe, will die at any time because of the unknown disease of the brain. Today we have a chance... He took the remaining half of the cake and put it in his mouth and took a sip. Then he said vaguely: "...you can eat a cake, maybe you can be a brother in the next life..."
"Small seal, is that you?" A familiar voice rang from behind.
Feng Guan turned his face and saw his landlord aunt. Aunt surnamed Liu, has been retired for five years, her husband's surname is Ho, is a retired cadre. Although Aunt Liu usually speaks a little, although people are still good.
The aunt Liu and Feng did not live in the same building. She had three suites under her name. One set was on the other side of the community and she was rented out. The two sets in this building, because Liu Aunt suspected that the thirteenth floor was unlucky, they lived on the eighth floor and the other rented for a long time.
"It’s really you, I’m still worried about confessing the wrong person.” Liu’s mother was holding a vegetable basket on her hand. She should have just returned from the farm: “This is really the sun, the west is coming out, and I can see it early in the morning. Are you going downstairs?" She turned her gaze to the little cat, and the topic turned. "I said Xiaofeng, it’s not that the aunt said to you, how can the wild cat feed? You feed this one today, tomorrow here. Can you come up with five or six points? Are you not bothering other neighbors?"
"It makes sense." Feng thought for a few seconds, replied: "It seems that there is only one way..." He held the morning in one hand and picked up the dirty wild cat in one hand. "Bring home to raise it." ""
Aunt Liu sighed: "You kid really will make a self-assertion, have you asked me?"
"You see... 咱 This community, the dog can raise, this cat does not go out..." Feng Jie squeezed a smile and wanted to sell a cute.
"Do you really want to raise?" Aunt Liu thought that it was just a casual talk. Suddenly, her look changed slightly, look at the unconscious face, and look at the cat: "Hey... don't say, you look really like." Her eyes moved down again: " And this cat is also public."
The unconscious mouth twitched: "Aunt, there is a problem with the ‘also’ in your sentence... I am a 'male’...”
"Aunt doesn't chew on you, you are a cultural person, I am not." Liu Aunt said: "Be sure to say clearly, this cat you really have to raise, but your nest is already chaotic enough, raise a cat. Pay more attention to hygiene. Most of the buildings in this building are old people. Whoever comes to me and says that you have a taste..."
"I will cook it and eat it." Feng did not feel the way.
"Hey!" The little cat seemed to understand, and shouted dissatisfiedly in the arm.
"Boil your head! You can't cook it if you cook it." Liu Aunt took a step and said, "Go away..."
"Where to go?" Feng did not know.
“Go to the pet clinic in the community to give it a vaccination.” Liu Aunt said: “What if there is a cat on it?”
"Oh..." I didn’t hesitate for a few seconds: "This is the case... I’ve been at hand..."
"When is your kid not tight?" Aunt Liu interrupted: "Okay, my aunt will help you to pad first. When you pay the rent, you will give it back to me." She just took a step. Stopped again: "Look at me, let me go upstairs and put the dishes down."
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When I got home, it was already 7:00 in the morning. He not only took back a cat, but also brought back a pile of sandboxes, cat food, plastic bowls and toys.
"Let's not be a brother in the next life." Feng Bujue raised the little cat to his own eyes: "You still reincarnate as a woman, use the flesh to repay my kindness."
"Oh." The little cat yawned lazily, and the expression seemed to cast a contemptuous look on the seal.
I didn’t know how to pack things, and when I pressed the answering machine, the recording sounded: “You have, 1, a message.”
After the voice of Mu Ne was a beep, then there was the voice of Wang Shouzhi: "I feel that I don’t answer the phone. Today, I will come to your house in the afternoon, and I will give you some help." Eat, anyway, you are there, just say it."
At this time, the little cat jumped to the phone, stretched his claws and scratched the button of the phone, sniffed with his nose, then lost interest, jumped to the sofa and lay down.
"It seems that Lao Tzu is very busy at home every day." Feng Shou did not speak to himself, but in fact ... he is very leisure.
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