Now that we are reborn, who still wants to be an honest person?

Chapter 19: Warm men volley behind dogs
Hear this explanation.

Fang Qinglin frowned subconsciously.

But she kept her head down, so Fang Yuru didn't notice.

Fang Qinglin raised his head:
"That Li Dong must have been a very famous person during his college years, and he was a bad guy, right?"

Fang Yuru was startled and her eyes subconsciously avoided.

Fang Qinglin grinned.

Picking up the water cup in front of him, he continued:

"I think my brother's appearance is becoming more and more like Li Dong."

As if she understood what her daughter meant, Fang Yuru's face showed a trace of panic, and she looked at her daughter somewhat at a loss.

Fang Qinglin smiled and didn't continue.

He stood up and said:
"I finally know."

"It's almost ten o'clock, Mom, you should go to bed early."

Fang Yuru didn't know what her daughter meant by "I know", or what she knew.

He also stood up and looked at Fang Qinglin somewhat helplessly.

She doesn't have the usual image of a strong woman.

Seeing her daughter turn around and go back to her room, Fang Yuru subconsciously took two steps forward and asked:
"Qinglin, you... can understand mom, right?"

Fang Qinglin stopped.

He said in a cheerful tone:

"Mom, what are you thinking? I definitely support your decision."

Then he murmured:

"Brother now has two fathers."

"Although he may feel a little uncomfortable, there have always been people who care about him over the years, including his family."

"He should also understand Mom."

Fang Yuru suddenly stepped forward and embraced Fang Qinglin:
"What a stupid thing to say."

"Aren't we your relatives? We are a family."

Having said that, Fang Yuru tightened her grip on Fang Qinglin's hand, as if she was afraid that her daughter would leave her too.

……

New World Internet Cafe.

Fang Zhou came in carrying a bag.

In the bag were textbooks from the first and second year of high school that he brought from Tang Tang's house.

I was still feeling a little dizzy when I was at Tangtang's house, but when I came out and felt the wind, I felt much more awake.

This Internet cafe is looked after by a distant cousin of Hong Xiaolong.

Ark has been here before.

I know Hong Xiaolong's cousin and I call him cousin like Hong Xiaolong.

The front desk is right after you enter the door, and my cousin is here today.

At this time, there was a young man at the front desk preparing to go online.

Glancing at the boy.

My cousin asked, smoking a cigarette:
"how old are you?"

"18!"

"What's the zodiac sign for eighteen?"

what?
The boy was a little confused.

I didn't expect there would be additional questions, so I started counting on my fingers and muttering, "Rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, monkey, chicken..."

The cousin sighed, took out an internet card and threw it to the front desk, then said to the boy:

"Remember, you are a horse. Go in."

Fang Zhou almost laughed himself to death:
"cousin!"

Hong Xiaolong's cousin is Jin Dayong.

He is a distant cousin from Hong Xiaolong's mother's side, and is five generations away from the deceased.

Jin Dayong knew that his distant cousin had a well-off family, so he used some connections to go to Nanwu City to live with his cousin.

The person himself.

Although I don't have much culture.

However, I have a clear understanding of my own positioning and don't have any unrealistic ideas. Even if I can become a security guard or a warehouse manager, it will be fine.

Lao Hong didn't care.

Hong Xiaolong's mother wanted to leave a good relationship.

Jin Dayong was not placed in the shipping company.

A few years ago, Internet cafes were booming, so he paid for one and let Jin Dayong manage it.

The work is easy, the hours are flexible, and you can get dividends.

I can make three to five hundred thousand a year.

It’s much better than being in my hometown, and Jin Dayong is satisfied.

This guy is very capable. He knows that he is definitely not worthy of his cousin's father-in-law, so he is very enthusiastic towards his cousin and cousin. He always sends some dry goods from his hometown to them during the holidays.

The Internet cafe reserved a special room for Hong Xiaolong.

Four computers.

Normally, no one will be allowed in here even if the other machines are full.

Every time Hong Xiaolong came, the network administrator girl would bring him drinks and cigarettes from time to time, and would order food when the time came. She was very attentive. Although there were four machines.

Hong Xiaolong doesn't have many opportunities to bring people here.

Fang Zhou came here occasionally, and Jin Dayong kept it in mind.

Even if Fang Zhou came over, Jin Dayong, who was almost thirty years old, still called him "Brother Fang".

Fang Zhou entered the box.

Hong Xiaolong was playing games with headphones on.

He was free at this moment, so he took off his headphones and winked at Fang Zhou:

"How about meeting my father-in-law and mother-in-law?"

The guy couldn't help but make a joke.

But this is just a joke.

Hong Xiaolong himself knew that the Tang family was not simple.

Both the Hong family and the Fang family are good.

But whether in terms of financial resources or influence in Nanwu City, the Fang family and the Hong family combined cannot compare to the Tang family.

In fact, Tang Tang is the little princess with the richest family background in No. 3 Middle School.

A few pleasantries.

Seeing that Fang Zhou had no intention of playing games, Hong Xiaolong put on his headphones and continued to fight.

Fang Zhou turned on a computer and started looking up information.

I mainly read online articles.

My predecessor was not interested in this, so there are not many archives about these things in my memory.

Ark searched and was stunned.

Not much is known about its predecessor.

It turns out that it’s not that the predecessor was ignorant, but that in this world, the development of online literature is really in a barbaric era.

There are already online novels on the Internet, but they are mainly the Western fantasy era with Lucifer and Gabriel as the mainstream.

Not even time travel.

Fang Zhou searched for the keyword "time travel".

All you can find are some forums discussing what you would do if you traveled back to ancient times.

"This is... a good thing!"

See the situation clearly.

Fang Zhou thought about changing his strategy.

Previously, I had planned to submit my work to traditional literary magazines because I didn’t know much about this world, and most of the things students usually come into contact with are physical books, novels, and magazines.

In this era of online literature, Ark cannot miss this blue ocean.

After checking the situation on the Internet.

Cross out the webpage.

Open a new document.

Fang Zhou took out the outline he had made earlier, flipped through it, and selected two pictures. After reading them carefully, he closed his eyes and thought, going over the plot in his mind.

Start typing.

The outline has been prepared before.

Now that I have gone through the entire story in my mind, I can write much faster.

I don’t know if it’s because of time travel.

The Ark is like a tentacle monster.

He started working at ten o'clock and finished a 20,000-word article just after midnight, reaching an astonishing speed of 10,000 words per hour.

"With that hand speed, he deserves this!"

Moved the wrist.

Fang Zhou couldn't help but mutter to himself.

In my previous life, when my thoughts were flowing smoothly, my typing speed was no more than 5,000 words per hour.

It was just past twelve o'clock.

Just now, when Fang Zhou was typing away, Hong Xiaolong came over and typed, asked a few questions casually, and after knowing the situation, he gave Fang Zhou a thumbs up.

This is not something that interests him.

He asked the network administrator downstairs to make a cup of coffee and bring it up to Fang Zhou, and then he left him alone.

Fang Zhou was revising the article while drinking coffee.

half an hour.

Finish one article.

Ark started working on the second article.

That was the article whose outline Tang Tang had read before.

The speed was still very fast. The plan was still 20,000 words. It was almost three o'clock and the article was almost at the end, but Fang Zhou's typing speed gradually slowed down.

till the end.

Fang Zhou stopped typing on the keyboard.

He leaned back on the chair, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and a pair of tearful eyes appeared in his mind.

"Damn it, I'm going to be a scumbag. How can I be soft-hearted over a little girl's tears?"

"The warm man is behind the dog."

(End of this chapter)