The Utopia of the Wastewood Prince

Chapter 31

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In the new year, the first day of work, there is no fighting spirit at all.The atmosphere in the office is usually impetuous, because the New Year's Day holiday cannot relieve the pressure of the working dogs throughout the year. They will immediately be welcomed by the work acceptance before the Lunar New Year and the Spring Festival travel like a war.

After Tang Xiaohui arrived at the office early in the morning, she asked her brothers and sisters to scan the train tickets for her. The journey of thousands of kilometers made her extremely anxious at this time of year.But fortunately, other people's homes are either in Beijing or in the surrounding cities, and the Spring Festival travel season will not come to them for the time being, so they all agree to Tang Xiaohui.

"Taotao." Li Jiaoyang took the time to ask Tong Yu, "Aren't you going home? I remember that your home is quite far away, do you have to buy a ticket too?"

Tong Yu said: "I won't go back, what ticket should I buy?"

"Huh?" Li Jiaoyang said, "You don't go home during the Spring Festival?"

Tong Yu shrugged, she didn't seem to want to talk about this topic very much, Li Jiaoyang had other things to do, so she forgot about it.The first floor was quiet for a while, only to hear Zhang Chunqiang cursing sullenly: "Hey, I can't stop fucking, right?"

"What's wrong?" Everyone asked in unison.

Zhang Chunqiang moved his head from behind the screen, and said to Li Jiaoyang, "Is Han Ying going to fight you on the top of the Forbidden City? Why do I feel that he recruited a lot of people to come undercover in the cute circle?"

"What's the matter?" Li Jiaoyang hurriedly ran to Zhang Chunqiang's side, pulled a chair and sat down, "What did you see again?"

"Look!" Zhang Chunqiang pointed to the comment under the user's work, "I think we should set the word 'yiyi' as a sensitive word. How dare you openly come to our site to praise a sum? What's the point of a stroke? Okay, can users be particularly aggressive?"

Li Jiaoyang couldn't help but think of the scene where the users in the cute circle were torturing each other before. He made up his mind, shuddered, and said, "It's okay to delete it, why are you fussing with them? I always disdain Han Ying People put it in their eyes." He spoke loudly, and Zhang Chunqiang said to me, my own brother, people have dug people right in front of your eyes, are you so calm?I really want to dig into Li Jiaoyang's mind to see what's inside.

"Are we going to update a version before the Spring Festival?" Zhang Chunqiang asked.

"En." Li Jiaoyang nodded, "We need to update some brush and canvas properties, and the word limit for published text information has been expanded from [-] to [-] characters. It just coincides with the launch of the Spring Festival activities." They have winter vacations A relatively large user activity is simply the pairing of writers and painters.Because of the basic functions of its products, Moequan determines that most users in the community come to draw. However, with the development of the circle, users are no longer limited to painting itself.Zhang Chunqiang is a person who can do things. In her opinion, paintings can indeed attract some audiences with the fastest efficiency, but the stickiness of words is actually higher than that of paintings.The so-called "attract fans with pictures, and raise fans with words" is almost what it means.

The current moe circle is under the guise of a Two-dimensional painting community, but this is far from enough.If users can complete actions such as viewing pictures, reading texts, even listening to music and watching videos in a community, then this is a relatively diversified and all-round community.Zhang Chunqiang doesn't want to think too far, and only needs to improve the functions of the product, so that those who like to draw have more room for development, so that the amount of nonsense will not be limited by the number of words.This activity is based on her previous observation that many users who are not very good at drawing will post some messages in the space asking for pictures, such as wanting avatars or person settings.If someone happens to like the painting, they will take the initiative to go to hook up.

There have been [-] black holes between writers and painters since Gu Gu. Zhang Chunqiang felt that he could have fun, so he organized an event while the version was online, so that these children would not have a too lonely winter vacation.

"Brother Qiang, tell me." Li Jiaoyang asked, "What if no one writes it by then?"

Zhang Chunqiang said: "Impossible. Now I can only post [-] characters and users are tirelessly serializing Mary Su's novels. When the word count is opened, there will only be more Mary Su."

Li Jiaoyang spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "Is it too funny?"

"The quality of users is like this, what else do you want?" Zhang Chunqiang smiled, "Why don't you dig Biluo Huangquan? I think she can't be recruited when she just switched jobs. Or you dig Xue Sanchuan? It's also the master of naming , and it's still a bit of a holiday, it should be able to meet your needs for fighting with Han Ying."

Li Jiaoyang didn't know why and asked, "Who is Xue Sanchuan?"

"I was also a master of danmei back then. As the saying goes, 'North Huangquan, South Sanchuan' refers to these two people. At the beginning, the two were on the same platform. It was rumored that the two were brought out by an editor. During the little transparent period I don’t know if there is any sisterhood. My impression is that Xue Sanchuan is the first to become popular, and it is the kind that becomes popular overnight. Biluo Huangquanhong is slower, but it is a steady red. The two go hand in hand and they are two pillars. It was safe and sound. Later, Biluo Huangquan wrote a time-traveling article first, and Xue Sanchuan wrote another one after that, and Biluo's fans went to pinch Xue Sanchuan's." Zhang Chunqiang was immersed in the gossip of memories, " If you want me to say, it’s too idle, whoever writes is not writing.”

"And then what?" Li Jiaoyang was particularly interested in this kind of women fighting.

Zhang Chunqiang said: "Then there will be a big fight between black fans, all of them are gods, then it will be a fight between gods, and it will be so dark that it will be suffocating. During that time, no big gods or little gods dared to open time-travel novels, for fear of dying from the gods War. Later, it seems that Biluo Huangquan came out to speak first to comfort people. Anyway, what you understand is the tone of wishing for world peace. Although the matter is over, Liangzi is also settled. With old qualifications, Bi Luo Huang Quan is not qualified to take a breather in front of her, and immediately jumped ship as soon as the contract with the platform came."

Li Jiaoyang said disappointedly: "I thought there would be a palace fight show, it's boring."

"What are you fighting for? Xue Sanchuan wrote several romance novels after quitting. Don't sell film and television copyrights too well, and even dive into the pond with you?" Zhang Chunqiang said, "It's a bit of a pattern, is it a best seller? Book writer, writing about Tanmei? There is no future."

"Ah? Then isn't she more expensive than Bi Luo Huang Quan?" Li Jiaoyang shook his head, "I can't afford it, I can't afford her, even if I sell her, forget it. Why don't we sell Shen Xiaoniao?" , and maybe some money.”

"None of my business?" Shen Yi roared.

"Are you working hard?" Li Jiaoyang stood up and said, "Why do you react so quickly to whispers between Brother Qiang and I? Have you been listening with your ears up?"

Shen Yi said: "The volume of the two of you can almost be heard on the third floor. I want to block it. Shut up!"

Zhang Chunqiang said, "Who is your brother?"

"Sisters are fine too." Li Jiaoyang sat down again, "I don't really mind."

"I mind!" Zhang Chunqiang said, "Go away, don't stay here with me!"

"Don't, don't." Li Jiaoyang lingered, "There are still things I haven't finished asking. Brother Qiang, do you think you can make money by painting or writing?"

Zhang Chunqiang said: "An awesome person can make money lying down, understand?"

"Understood." Li Jiaoyang said, "I just want to open some paid business or something. Originally, I wanted to set the brush for this update to be paid."

Zhang Chunqiang said: "Can't you think of something reliable? Our users don't even have their own Alipay. If you let them spend cash, they have enough money. Online transactions? Let's go through the barriers of parents first. Are you not afraid of being reported by your parents?"

Li Jiaoyang fell back decadently, leaned on the chair and shouted to the sky: "It's so hard to make money!"

Shen Yi on the side snorted coldly: "After all, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat." He didn't expect Li Jiaoyang, a young master who didn't worry about money, to start thinking about how to make money. He thought Li Jiaoyang had already made up his mind. The idea is to burn his brother's money.Maybe it was because I went to the comic exhibition during the New Year's Day holiday and saw too many competing products, maybe it was Han Ying's provocation that gave Li Jiaoyang a sense of urgency.Shen Yi didn't know if this signal was good or bad, but it seemed to be better than eating full every day and going dark.

"Let's make our stuff well first." Shen Yi said, "When the stuff is done, the money will come naturally."

Li Jiaoyang moaned and said, "I hope so."

Zhang Chunqiang never mentioned to Li Jiaoyang about Han Ying's idea of ​​her. The main reason was that she didn't think it was a big deal.Shen Yi is also more of a secondary school, but Zhang Chunqiang can play with Shen Yi, she thinks that Shen Yi's secondary school sense is relatively simple, that is, the kind of secondary school that will definitely be moved by such ghost slogans as "dream, struggle". Talking about love is easier than talking about money.

It's no wonder that Li Jiaoyang was able to trap Shen Yi, the white wolf, with his bare hands.

Zhang Chunqiang felt that he was similar, and what he was playing was just a hobby. Since it was a hobby, he should come based on his own preferences.

The new version will be submitted in a few days. As long as you have nothing to do, you will be dragged to do the final test. After all, one more person will give you more strength.As soon as Zhang Chunqiang finished giving feedback to the upstairs and ran downstairs, he saw Li Jiaoyang sitting in front of her computer looking like a thief.

"What?" Zhang Chunqiang knocked Li Jiaoyang on the head.

"Accidentally knocked your screensaver off." Li Jiaoyang said with an innocent face, "Then I saw Biluo Huangquan send you a message, let me declare first, I really didn't do it on purpose, and she just asked you to say hello, what? Didn't say anything."

Zhang Chunqiang said, "Then why don't you hurry up?"

"You know Bi Luo Huang Quan?" Li Jiaoyang asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Chunqiang replied decisively.

"I don't know her, why did I send you a message?" Li Jiaoyang pointed at the screen and said, "Ah Que, she is so intimate!"

Zhang Chunqiang said impatiently: "How do I know if she is familiar? Anyway, I am not familiar with her, what do you want?"

"Then can't you get to know her a little better?" Li Jiaoyang said, "Will you infiltrate the enemy anyway? Then it's okay to fool a great master into wearing a vest and writing a manuscript?"

Zhang Chunqiang gave a strange "Ouch" and said, "You still know how to wear a vest? You can do it, young man."

Li Jiaoyang said as if asking for credit, "Is my progress fast?"

While speaking, Bi Luo Huang Quan sent another message, which was grandly placed in front of the two of them.

"Aque, do you have time recently? Can I invite you to dinner?"

Li Jiaoyang's eyes were sharp, and he quickly typed three words on the keyboard with the hand speed he had learned from playing games with Tong Yu during this period of time: "Yes!" It didn't even take a second to send out these three words. Arrived, player Li Jiaoyang completed the peak operation.

"Do you want to die!" The middle-aged Zhang Chunqiang couldn't beat Li Jiaoyang in terms of hand speed, but he was invincible in terms of explosiveness.She watched helplessly as the other party replied "yes" very quickly, without even a chance to cancel.Zhang Chun pinched Li Jiaoyang's neck angrily and shouted, "Li Jiaoyang, I'm going to kill you!"

"Brother Qiang, spare your life!" Li Jiaoyang yelled, "The revolution needs you! The work in the enemy's rear area needs you! Hey hey... Xiaoniao help!"

Shen Yi acted as if he hadn't seen it, took a sip of hot coffee with his eyes downcast, and then buried himself in his work.

Biluo Huangquan said: "Is it convenient for you this Saturday night? I know a restaurant that is quite delicious..." She typed a long paragraph with great enthusiasm, and even said the time and place in great detail. Basically, only Zhang Chunqiang Say another word, and it's settled.

The raw rice is already cooked, so I can't go back to others. I'm sorry that a mouse stepped on my keyboard just now. I'm not the one who replied to you.If Zhang Chunqiang can't do this, it's embarrassing.She sent Li Jiaoyang away, sat in front of the computer by herself, and typed a word very stiffly after a long time.

"it is good."

"Then see you then!" Bi Luo Huang Quan added, "See you soon!"

Zhang Chunqiang's head moved out from behind the screen, glaring at Li Jiaoyang fiercely.Li Jiaoyang pulled a chair and sat next to Shen Yi, and said bitterly, "Why didn't you save me just now? I almost died!"

"Isn't that good." Shen Yi said indifferently, "There will always be someone nagging in my ear every day, so I'm in trouble."

Li Jiaoyang immediately dressed up, covering his chest with one hand and propping up the wall with the other, as if he had suffered a heavy blow and had angina pectoris.

"Stop acting." Shen Yi looked at the time and got off work.He turned off the computer and said to Li Jiaoyang, "Take me home."

"Oh." Li Jiaoyang returned to normal in a second, went to get his clothes and prepared to go out.Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Zhang Chunqiang: "Brother Qiang, don't forget to be an undercover agent!"

"Get out!" Zhang Chunqiang roared.