i really don't want this system

Chapter 7 There is a third layer

Ranked in the top [-], the chances of being seen by netizens increased greatly, and countless viewers began to run around telling each other.

Interpretation of three-line poem by school belle
The shortest love poem suddenly appeared in a live broadcast room

The weirdest love letter ever.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is increasing, and the background of the Penguin live broadcast room has also noticed the difference.

The system program algorithm automatically increases the exposure rate of the eleven live broadcast room.

At this time, Bai Feiyan looked at the messages from netizens, her faint sadness dissipated a lot, and she smiled slightly.

"As for the third layer, I haven't sorted it out too clearly, but roughly the first layer is reality, I miss you; and the second layer is the author's fantasy world, and you are thinking of me, but in fact, you can't miss me .”

Bai Feiyan sorted out her thoughts, obviously her mood fluctuated again.

"Then the third level may be understood in this way. The author clearly knows that she in her heart cannot think of herself, but she still can't help but imagine that the whole world is upside down. In the author's eyes, the infinite impossibility is imagined as the world is upside down to become A possibility, a hope, a kind of beauty that you think of me.

"So the third layer can actually be understood as a kind of unrequited love, a kind of unrequited love with beautiful hope but despair."

"Unrequited love, hopeful and hopeless unrequited love"

"Yeah, it's obviously impossible to hypnotize yourself"

"Woo, this layer is so deep."

Nine fireworks suddenly exploded in the live broadcast room
dazzling
Ten thousand and one "gorgeous starry sky" real local tyrants began to emerge.

The first real local tyrant attracted for the first time by the [-] live broadcast room.

In the Penguin live broadcast room, unless you deliberately search and recommend it on the platform, local tyrants will not be able to see the live broadcast room with a popularity ranking other than 100. Outside of 100 means that the popularity of the live broadcast room is not good, and the content is generally not much better.If you frequently recommend more than 100 to local tyrants, it will affect the interests of Penguin Live.

Under the gorgeous fireworks, nine identical black and white messages followed:

"I once liked a girl so much. I knew it was impossible, but I still couldn't stop thinking about her. The world in my fantasy is all about her and only her."

"I once liked a girl so much. I knew it was impossible, but I still couldn't stop thinking about her. The world in my fantasy is all about her and only her."

"I once liked a girl so much. I knew it was impossible, but I still couldn't stop thinking about her. The world in my fantasy is all about her and only her."

"... "

The nine bursts of black and white fonts combined with romantic fireworks instantly ignited the anger in the entire live broadcast room.

"The real local tyrants are coming"

"I want to be friends with you, local tyrant."

And more "+1" fly.

"+1"

"+1"

"+1"

"Isn't there a girl on the fourth floor? What the hell?"

"Can't a lily work?"

"Super tube, I suspect someone is driving"

"... "

"My old man cried"

"I'm an old man crying"

"I'm an old woman crying"

"The baby is still young, what are you doing?"

"kill you
"kill you"

"kill you"

"+1"

"Present a flower, pay homage to Benbao's tears"

"Present a flower to commemorate the dead love"

"Present a flower to commemorate the lost youth"

"Presenting my precious virgin ticket, the three-line poem will be popular"

"Haha, must"

"Can junior high school students vote, wait online, urgent"

"The same question"

"The same question"

"The same question"

...

The fourth floor is not "+1". It seems that the fourth floor is college students.

"I'm on the fourth floor, I sent the same question"

"Who cares about you, fake fourth floor."

The live broadcast room became popular, and Eleven was stunned. Although Bai Feiyan brought popularity, it is a pity that as a small anchor, the platform did not advertise himself on the page, so Bai Feiyan, the school flower of the live broadcast, was just waiting for personal information on WeChat in the live broadcast room. The platform advertises to attract some people.

At this time, Eleven watched in disbelief at the popularity of his live broadcast room, which was the highest ever at 210 million.Already ranked 66th.

Because of Bai Feiyan, and even more because of this short love poem written by a stranger.

In the end, the popularity of the live broadcast room stopped at 545 million, ranking 50, which made Eleven unbelievable.

Just dividing the gifts into 3 can get more than [-] yuan.

As the live broadcast ended, Eleven remembered that the stranger remembered the poem.

Bai Feiyan
Then he reposted the poem on his personal Weibo
And write down your own three layers of seeing and thinking.

@Give it to a group of my friends.

Goddess
swarm
Countless people left messages and ran to vote.

And after the live broadcast.

Many netizens in the live broadcast room either introduced their relatives and friends, or posted on Bibo, Penguin social platforms, etc., or directly reposted the answers of the Goddess of the Emperor and the poems of strangers on the official website.

More than [-] votes were added overnight, ranking first on the list.

And it's still fermenting.

The technicians in the background of the National University Alliance website were startled, thinking that they were swiping tickets.

After some brush selection and verification, yes, it's real.

Ye Mosheng slept soundly this night

This night is white Fei smoke, I haven't slept for a long time
The poem is as clear as engraved in my mind.

What kind of woman is a stranger to be worthy of your liking and devotion.

……

Wake up in the morning
To be precise, I didn't wake up by myself.
Instead, a powerful electrical shock woke me up.
It felt like an out-of-body experience.

It was more violent than the one in the library.

So early?
Look at the phone showing five o'clock
Ye Mosheng had a look of lovelessness.

In his previous life, Ye Mo was a student at a third-rate university, and he didn't like to come to class, and the teacher only cared about teaching the subjects according to the script, not caring about the students.

But Ye Mosheng slept until he woke up naturally every day.

Either go straight to noon or wake up hungry.

Waking up at five was never before.

a thought
The original body owner gets up on time at five o'clock every day

I study for two hours in the morning before going to eat.

Geniuses are not terrible, terrible geniuses work so hard.

Ye Mosheng finally knew where his gap was.

Writing web articles in the previous life was like completing a task.

I don't study good works either, but watch how other people write.

How to start, how to develop the plot, how to improve writing.

Just write for the sake of writing.

Being as plain as water is exalted. At this time, I look at my previous self from the perspective of a bystander in another time and space, only to find that there are too many shortcomings.

The writing style can't be compared, the beginning can't be compared, the plot can't be compared, and even the updated word count can't be compared. Why is it successful?

Maybe this life can't be mediocre.

A person is worthless if he cannot change his bad habits.

Ye Mosheng remembered a book he liked in his previous life, "How the Steel Was Tempered" by Ostrovsky

I especially like that passage:
The most precious thing for people is life.

Life is only once for everyone.A person's life should be spent in this way: When he looks back on the past, he will not regret because of his inaction and wasted years, nor will he feel guilty for being despicable and living a vulgar life.

In this way, at the time of his death, he can say: "I have dedicated my whole life and all my energy to the most magnificent cause in the world--struggling for the liberation of mankind."

Although Ye Mosheng does not need to fight for the liberation of mankind, he must always have a goal, a goal to strive for all his life.

Maybe in the next day or two or for a long time.I'm off to find my purpose.

There were bursts of snoring from the bed next to him. It was Li Yu, a handsome and narcissistic boy who had never met before.

Why I became friends with myself has always been a mystery.

The original body also once wondered how the two of them lived together when he was so withdrawn. Bah, how did they get together? Bah, how did they become friends.

Simply take a shower.

Ye Mosheng found that this was not his habit
For 90.00% of people, getting up and washing is normal.

But the original Ye Mosheng was different.

It turns out that Ye Mosheng always wakes up and eats first, and then washes up after eating.

It seems that the influence of the original body is still very large.

Ye Mosheng was a little dazed, the light at five o'clock was still hazy.

Do you want to sleep again?
But the mind is so clear

Forget it
Void stare for 30 seconds

The imaginary "Ding" and "Welcome" did not appear.

"call"

Could it be that the system ran away in a panic because it disliked my poor aptitude?

"are you there?"

"Can I play games?"

"Chun Xiao, Chun Mian does not know the dawn..."

"It's so early, what to do"

"Hey, I didn't answer, I didn't look good, I'm really gone? The electric current in the morning, could it be the desire to urinate all night? It's possible."

The damn devil is finally gone.

Is this system just a dream, there is no deduction of face value, deduction of life value?
Could it be the sequelae of time travel: hallucinations, I wanted a system, so I hallucinated one.

It should be like this, otherwise my memory will be a little fuzzy.

After Ye Mosheng made up his mind, the physical and mental pressure suddenly eased.

Fuck you only 23 years old.Laozi lived a hundred years, and he didn't even die in a car accident. They all said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune.

I can be a porter upright.

Look at me carrying the earth's invincible resources, flourishing in the parallel world.

　It's a bit late, but it's a bit hasty, I just checked it roughly, and welcome to correct me if there are any contradictions.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)