Start by swapping bodies with a beautiful star

"Since you want to know more about the update speed, let's do it, but let's make an agreement first and don't write blindly."

Ling Feng couldn't accept the reality, so he challenged Gao Yu.

Gao Yu's reply to Ling Feng was simple.

Just two words: Come and fight!

...

Rongcheng.

in the living room.

"System, add points."

"Congratulations, master, for acquiring god-level hand speed skills."

Gao Yu showed a smile and opened the coding software.

Start typing.

I saw his fingers flying on the keyboard with afterimages, which was dizzying.

At the same time, rows of fonts began to appear on the computer screen.

Not only is it extremely fast, but it is also extremely accurate, with no typos at all.

...

When Ling Feng saw Gao Yu's reply, he didn't waste any time and directly sent the [-] words he had written in the past three hours.

Ling Feng's fans immediately became excited.

"My dear, Feng Da is truly worthy of his name as a tentacle monster. Today he has updated [-] words."

"Look, Sangou has also updated it."

"How many words have been updated?"

"Update one chapter, more than 3000 points."

"Haha, you're laughing so hard. You only have one chapter in your hand and you dare to compete with Feng?"

The fans were enjoying the carnival, and of course Ling Feng noticed the movement.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, it seemed that the other person really didn't have any manuscripts.

Let's compete on the coding speed on the spot. Lingfeng is absolutely confident that he can win the game.

Thinking of this, he put aside his distracting thoughts and prepared to concentrate on typing.

But suddenly, some people in the author group began to like him.

"What's the matter?" Ling Feng spoke concisely and to the point.

"Master Ling Feng, please send us the outline of "The Legend of Mengrou" and we will help you write it together."

Ling Feng frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

In his heart, he still wanted to win this bet with dignity and dignity.

But when he thought about the consequences of losing, he simply couldn't bear it.

After all, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of just in case.

Still hold on.

"Okay, I'll send the novel outline and chapters to the group."

Soon, they all assigned tasks.

"Feng Da Code Chapter 1. Code the next chapter with a knife but no umbrella on a rainy night. I code Chapter 3. Tiancanfanshu, you..."

"Everyone, please note that you should imitate Ling Feng's writing style and try to be as coherent as possible. Each chapter has [-] words. If the number of words is not enough, just fill in some water..."

"receive."

"receive."

...

"Haha, how confident did I think it was? It turns out that I just updated one chapter."

"There's a good show to watch today."

Ling Feng's fans stayed in Gao Yu's book review area late at night, constantly mocking him.

The strange thing is that not many people exchanged comments with them.

Where are Gao Yu’s readers? Why don't you go against those black guys?

It's very simple. Are you reading a book?

Who would be a decent person to care about those black men?

It was too late for them to be happy. If it hadn't been for today, how could the three handsome dog thieves have updated so much in one breath?

Squirt, the harder the better, so they can have more chapters to read.

Those fans of Ling Feng were tired after they sprayed for a while.

They found that both the author and the readers of the novel Ghost Blowing the Lamp were just shy.

After spraying for so long, few people came out to line up with him.

Anyway, no matter what you say, hey, I will ignore you.

They were so bored.

Writing a novel is a slow process and cannot be written so quickly.

Therefore, the winner of this game cannot be determined so quickly.

They can't wait for such a long time, right?

Keep spraying?

It's boring.

"Why don't you turn on the ghost blowing lantern and take a look?"

Some Ling Feng fans suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

To be honest, after spraying for so long, they haven't really taken a look at Gui Blowing Lantern.

Everyone said it looked pretty.

Curious.

"But does this count as surrendering to the enemy?" someone hesitated.

"How can this be considered surrendering to the enemy? As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you survive a hundred battles. We have seen it and have a basis to criticize better!"

"It makes sense, then let's click in and criticize it."

"Okay, let's go in and take a look first, and everyone will come out to gather later."

"Row."

So a bunch of bored sailors clicked in.

hiss…

Just looking at Chapter 1, these people were stunned.

like…

interesting!

Read another chapter?

Well...read one more chapter and then go out.

It didn't take long.

Some people who really didn't like this subject matter, as well as Ling Feng's die-hard fans, came out quickly.

"What did you write? It's incomparable to "The Legend of Mengrou"."

"It's just that I can't stand it."

"Reading this kind of rubbish novel has stained my eyes. I want to clean them."

However, someone noticed something was wrong.

"Hey, that's not right, where are the people? Why are there only so many people?"

"I guess they haven't come out yet, just wait a little longer."

"Ah."

They waited like this for a few more minutes.

"Why are there still so few people?"

"They won't be addicted to watching it, right?"

"Mader, a bunch of traitors!"

Everyone yelled and cursed.

But I was thinking to myself: "Is this novel really that good?"

"Isn't there something wrong with the book? Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, I have to go in and take a look again."

Out of a herd mentality, many people quietly turned on the ghost lights again and looked carefully.

...

Time flickers.

It has been half an hour since the bet started.

Gao Yu stood up, stretched and took a short rest.

In these three and 10 minutes, he has coded ten chapters, each chapter about [-] words.

In other words, he can now code an average of one thousand words per minute.

This is the horror of god-level hand speed skills.

After Gao Yu finished resting, he looked at the ten chapters saved in his computer. He set it to upload one chapter every three minutes, so that he could squeeze in some time to rest in the middle.

After doing this, Gao Yu continued to immerse himself in typing.

With the release of new chapters…

"Damn it, Sangou has been updated again?"

"You can write a chapter in half an hour? I don't believe it. I must be saving the manuscript."

"I thought he had finished saving the manuscript for distribution. He was quite scheming."

Soon, the haters felt like they were right.

Because after 3 minutes, another chapter was updated.

Then a chapter will be updated every 3 minutes.

"asshole!"

Ling Feng's fans gritted their teeth, this piece of shit really had a manuscript.

Mader updates a chapter in 3 minutes.

If they say it was written now, they won't believe it to death.

"What's going on over there with Feng Da? Why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

Seeing that Gao Yu had posted several chapters, Ling Feng's fans were anxious.

"I sent out all the manuscripts before the wind hit, so writing on the spot will definitely be slow now."

"This piece of shit is so shady. He obviously had a manuscript in his possession, but he didn't publish it before."

The sailors shared the same hatred and condemned Gao Yu's shamelessness.

However, they did not find that their number was much less than before.