I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 204
Ye Baimian was pulled into a spelling group just after solving the mastermind behind the hacking incident.

In the online writing circle, there are some with poor hand speeds, and there are also some tentacle monsters with incredible hand speeds. In order to improve the speed of coding, authors often get together to spell words.

Author 01: How fast are you all?I am eight thousand to ten thousand.

Author 02: About ten thousand.

Author 03: This scumbag has a thousand hands, I'm sorry I entered the wrong room, let me out!

Author 04: The hand speed is five hundred, why should I enter the [-]D room!

Author 02: By the way, what is the hand speed of the one who just came in?
Ye Baimian: I don't know, I haven't calculated it.

Author 01: Let's fight for an hour.

Ye Baimian: Good.

In the past, Mu Mengmeng's hand speed was sloppy, but now Ye Baimian...she doesn't know how fast her hands are, she used to write code words lazily.

After being in the room for an hour, she put aside her lazy posture and sat upright, with her back straight, her mind racing to conceive of the plot, and her whole body immediately entered the state.

When the one-hour countdown ends, the codeword software automatically locks.

Ye Baimian took a glance Word count: 21230 words

It seems that when she writes seriously, she can write more than 2 words in an hour?

The word count will be displayed in the coding software room, and when seeing Ye Baimian's word count is significantly higher than that by a large amount, the other writers' moods are very complicated.

This is typed out of the keyboard, right?
Even if they typed randomly on the keyboard, they couldn't write [-] yuan in an hour.

I thought that [-] was already the peak, but I didn't expect that there are even stronger players among the strong, and a mountain is still higher than a mountain.

Author 01: I worship the tentacle monster boss.

Author 02: Worship the boss.

Author 03: Worship +1.

Although they express their admiration, some people are curious, can they read something written at a speed of [-] per hour?
The book written by Ye Baimian is already on the shelves. After writing more than 2 words, she will update it immediately.

The authors looked at it secretly, and found with a numb face that the other party not only could read what they wrote, but they didn't even have a single typo!
……

During the vacation time, Ye Baimian coded every day, Shui Shuiqun, spelled words with some authors, and occasionally flirted with the cold and restrained Mu She, half a year passed without knowing it.

And her book has more than 100 million words.

The old year says goodbye to the new, and the new year begins.

Mu She was asked to go back to Mu's old house for the New Year. Ye Baimian didn't like Mrs. Mu, and Mrs. Mu didn't want to see her. When he called, he specifically told Mu She not to bring that adopted daughter back.

When Mu She returned to Mu's house, Mu Feng, his wife and Mu Yan were all there, and the family of three sat next to each other.

Gu Yang and Mu Yunqing spent the New Year at Gu's house and did not come back.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Mu Feng took Mu Yan out to set off fireworks on the open space outside the gate.

Mu She missed Ye Baimian and watched a few boxes of fireworks burn before saying goodbye to Mu Feng.

Waiting at the corner, the driver wearing a peaked cap smoked heavily, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the steering wheel bulged.

For a million...

"MD... just die!"

The driver slammed on the accelerator, his eyes turned red, and the car quickly slammed into the figure who had just walked on the road!

bang——

Fireworks bloomed all over the sky, under the brilliance, blood was infested, and the sound of cars covered by the noise of fireworks stopped suddenly.

The driver glanced tremblingly, and after confirming that he had hit the person, he suddenly reversed and fled.

Mu Yan raised his head to watch the fireworks, then turned his head to look at the direction he left, and the smile on his face faded abruptly.

"Uncle Mu!"

　good afternoon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)