Money life

Chapter 399

"Papa..." The sound of typing on the keyboard echoed one after another in the rented house.

He was sitting in front of the computer desk, quietly and quickly moving his fingers on the keyboard.

As his fingers quickly moved across the keyboard, the blank editing page on the computer became densely packed with text.

"Ding." The computer beeped, breaking his silence.

"Ding." There was another sound.

It was WeChat. He moved the mouse and opened WeChat.

It is a group, a group of writers.

The main people in this group are Dashen and Platinum, who are always very successful writers. They can enter this group because they know one of the writers.

There are very few chats in the group. Basically, they will chat privately about anything they want, and they will not chat in the group. Some people even think that they have other groups, not just this one.

He opened the group chat interface, and his eyes fell on the new message.

The strange thing is that the person who sent the message didn't talk about writing, but talked about something he had never heard of.

"Have you ever heard of Blue Bar?"

"Blue Bar? Why is it called that?"

"It's not the name of the bar, it's just a name."

"Have not heard."

The man frowned slightly, what the hell is the blue bar?

He put his hands on the keyboard and typed a few words: Where is the blue bar?Why haven't you heard of it.

But before he finished typing these words, he deleted them.

He has never spoken in this group, not because he is arrogant, but because he has nothing to say.

The people in the group are big bosses, and when they talk about interesting stories about writing, their own opinions, and their confusion, he can't intervene. After all, he is not at the same level as them, and he can't understand them at all. The dilemmas and joys of people at this level.

He often doesn't feel anything about the difficulties for them, and they don't feel anything about the difficulties for him.

Sometimes, they will agree on a difficult point, but the boss is the boss, and what he talks about is different from what he talks about.

After a long time, he found that he didn't need to talk in the group, because he couldn't understand them at all, and although they had experienced the pain and hardship of his level, they had already surpassed this level, and had already forgotten some of this level. thing.

He joined the group just to learn, but after joining the group, he realized that no one would like him, and no one cared about his existence.

No one would be free to teach him anything, and he could only watch them chat and watch the group be quiet.

This was the first time they talked like this today, the first time someone mentioned the blue bar, and the first time someone talked about something other than writing, or something unrelated to writing.

This makes them a little strange, what kind of place is the Blue Bar, why do they talk about it?

Could it be something to do with their writing?
Look at them chatting. The blue bar should not be a bar. What is that?Is it a place name?What place name can be called a bar so weirdly?

However, although he wanted to ask these questions, it was not easy to ask, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

The group fell into a strange silence, no one was chatting anymore.

It is known that those who know the blue bar must have private chatted with the person who asked the blue bar, after all, they have added each other's wechat.

But the blue bar got him thinking, what kind of place is this?Is it a place name?Or is it just a bar?Otherwise why call the bar?
After thinking for a long time, he stopped thinking about this question.

The chat in the group is no longer there, and he didn't ask about the Blue Bar. Since they are no longer chatting, then they definitely don't want to talk about it in the group, so why would he ask without interest?

Although most of the writers at this time may be coding and not reading the news, there are always a few writers who are not coding at this time, right?One does not talk, two do not talk, it is impossible not to talk.

There may only be one person who quieted down, and everyone went to chat privately.

He closed WeChat, opened the codeword interface, and continued to codeword.

After finishing writing, he stopped, stretched his waist, closed the codeword interface, opened the browser, and searched for the word blue bar on Baidu.

Baidu showed that the search did not find what he was looking for.

He's a little weird.

A kind of doubt is stuck in my heart, like a person in the fog who wants to disperse the fog, but can't disperse the fog no matter what.

"Will Sunshine know?" The person suddenly thought of Zhang Yanjiang.

He opened WeChat, sent a message to Zhang Yanjiang, thought about it, and then sent a message to Xiao Hang.

Soon, they replied to him.

He hesitated and asked them: Do you know the blue bar?

The two gave different answers.

Sunshine: Do you know the blue bar?

Xiao Hang: Never heard of it.

He didn't continue chatting with Xiao Hang, but ended the chat after a few polite words.

Afterwards, he replied to Zhang Yanjiang: You know?

Sunshine: I've heard of it, how do you know?
Its person: I saw this name being talked about in the group, but they didn't talk about it in detail. Do you know the blue bar?
Sunshine: I've only heard of it, but I don't know much about it.

The man frowned, quickly typed a few words, and sent them to Zhang Yanjiang: Do you know where the Blue Bar is?I heard it's not a bar?

It took a while for Zhang Yanjiang to come back with the news: It's not a bar.

Its person: It's not a bar, why is it called a bar?To deceive others?
Sunshine: Maybe.

Its person: They talked about the blue bar very mysteriously, how did you know about the blue bar?
Sunshine: I heard from a friend.

The person: who is that person?

He had the urge to find that person, and for some reason, he wanted to check out this blue bar.

He felt that his impulse should be to read more things and learn more about this society, which might be useful for writing novels in the future.

Now the more he writes novels, the more he feels that his experience is still insufficient, the writing is too naive, and he doesn't want to continue writing like this.

He wants to make a change, no matter how expensive the change is, he just wants to go on.

However, it takes time to experience this kind of thing, and people are still too impatient.

Zhang Yanjiang is not replying to messages.

The man waited for a long time, but no reply from Zhang Yanjiang.

He was a little anxious, why didn't he speak anymore?Is this blue bar really untouchable?

It's just a place, what's there?Why are they all so mysterious?

He was puzzled.

In fact, he didn't know that it wasn't that Zhang Yanjiang didn't intend to answer him at this time, but he was thinking about the purpose of asking this question and how he knew about Blue Bar.

Based on Zhang Yanjiang's understanding of the Blue Bar, this place can't be talked about in the group, and this place can't be known and talked about casually, otherwise the Blue Bar can't be so mysterious.

(End of this chapter)