Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

And this also made Zhao Xin envy those healthy people for a long time.

He had envied those who were healthy, of course he had.In the physical education class of elementary school, other students were playing football on the playground, while he sat alone in the classroom listening to their shouts; in the sports meeting of junior high school, the whole class went to participate in the tug-of-war competition, but he could only sit and watch from a distance. ;When he arrived in high school——he no longer envied him when he reached high school, because no matter how envious he was, he couldn't get it, so what's the use?It only increases the depression.

But this time he couldn't help but envy the students who hurried past him, maybe because the smell of heather was too fishy.Leaning on crutches, he walked very slowly on the road, his nostrils were filled with the smell of heather.Occasionally, a few students would cast their gazes at him, either curiously or kindly, but he just lowered his head and watched the beads of sweat on his forehead "click" and drop to the ground.

In the past, Zhao Xin didn't use crutches very much.When he was in elementary school and middle school, his parents drove him to and from school, and a wheelchair was enough; when he went to college, his family lived in the family building of the school, and naturally he didn't need crutches.He hardly travels far, and the only two trips he took as an adult were accompanied by his parents, and he went to big cities with convenient facilities, so there is no problem in traveling in a wheelchair.

Beads of sweat dripped down the tip of his pen, and the neckline of the T-shirt was already wet. The air in Wuhan was so hot that water could be wrung out in the past two days, and the sky was gloomy, which was a sign of several heavy rains to come.

"Xin Xin, why don't you come here first?" Mother pushed the wheelchair to catch up, her tone worried, "Go home and change your clothes, you have a cold."

"Well, after this walk," Zhao Xin tilted his head, wiping the sweat from his left face onto his shoulder, "walk to the entrance of the cafeteria, and I'll turn back."

Mother followed him step by step, frowning tightly and did not speak.

When I got home, my T-shirt was already half wet.Sitting in the bathtub, Zhao Xin let out a long breath.

Using crutches is more difficult than he imagined: he needs to have enough arm strength to sustain the crutch bars; Shoulders shrug while on crutches; his back and abs must be strong enough to drive his pelvis and legs.If his insensible lower legs were like a superfluous part of his body when he was sitting in a wheelchair, then when he was walking on crutches, his lower legs became some kind of cruel punishment: these lower legs had no feeling or any use, But his whole body was exhausted trying to move them.

The warm water slowly flowed over Zhao Xin's body. His arms hurt, his lower abdomen hurt, and even his armpits hurt—even though the armrests under his armpits were made of artificial thermoplastic elastomer TPR material with excellent applicability, But it turns out that this series of seemingly high-end advertising words can't solve any practical problems. He still suffers from pain after holding the armrests in his armpits for a long time.The muscles are so tense that it looks as if the veins are about to burst from them.

--But it does not matter.He can bear it all.

He had to stand up to find Liu Yusheng. He knew the address of the community where Liu Yusheng lived. He secretly checked the situation of the community on the second-hand housing website: it was a community built in the 90s of the last century, with narrow corridors and no elevators.For this reason, he had to stand up and look for Liu Yusheng. He had to go up the stairs of his house alone to meet him.

The mobile phone on the sink rang, and Zhao Xin raised his eyebrows.This is the exclusive ringtone he set for Liu Yusheng.

"Yusheng?" Zhao Xin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Why are you calling now?" These days, he and Liu Yusheng were on the phone between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the evening.

"My mother can go downstairs now, let's go downstairs to bask in the sun."

"Well, is she recovering all right?"

"It's fine—what's the matter with you? Have a cold?"

"Well, it's sort of..." Zhao Xin said vaguely.

Liu Yusheng suddenly became nervous: "How did it happen? Is it serious?"

"I just caught a cold, my nose is a bit blocked, nothing else is fine," Zhao Xin smiled, "Don't worry."

In fact, he lifted the dumbbells at home the night before and sweated profusely. He started to change his clothes without changing his clothes. By the time he realized it, his head was already dizzy.

"Then you should have a good rest, you know? Don't make any more changes, you go and change the copywriting." Liu Yusheng actually stiffened, "Don't write any more."

"Just add one more chapter today," Zhao Xin said, "It's okay."

Liu Yusheng said bluntly, "No."

"Okay, okay," Zhao Xin obediently agreed, and then had some bad thoughts, "What are you doing now?"

Liu Yusheng: "It's lying down."

Zhao Xin lowered his voice: "Which pair of underwear are you wearing?"

Liu Yusheng: "Why are you still——hey, let's not talk! My mother is back!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Zhao Xin was holding the phone, feeling a little dazed and aggrieved. He and Liu Yusheng finally managed to talk on the phone during the day without having to wait until night to contact each other secretly—then ended up hanging up without saying a few words.

The phone rang again, this time it was Xu Yihan.

Zhao Xin didn't want to pick it up at all, but since he and Liu Yusheng were still participating in the competition, he did.

"Zhao Xin," Xu Yihan said with a smile, "I heard that you are more diligent in updating."

Zhao Xin: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just to give you my condolences. I'm afraid you'll be tired. There's no plowed land but exhausted cows. You can't finish writing. You'd better take it easy and take care of your body."

"What's the matter with you? It's okay, I'll hang up."

"Hey don't—I'm looking for you, do you know the Polaris series that Weilan is planning? We will select two to three popular authors in July this year, and develop the works of these authors in an all-round way, from audiobooks to film and television Dramas, games, comics, commercial endorsements... will all be involved. By then, the influence of these authors will rise to a new level, the income will be considerable, and the works are all big IP. I think your hairtail fish is very good. Appropriate, what do you think?"

Zhao Xin: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"At that time, how about we introduce canned octopus as the first author of the Polaris series and let him enter the ranks of top authors? If you don't believe me, we can also sign the contract. But now, in this competition, the two of you Just let the water go."

Zhao Xin sneered: "Xu Yihan, are you scared?"

"Afraid—what do I have to be afraid of? I am thinking for you from the perspective of a friend. Think about it, the No.1 in this competition must be tens of thousands, because he is rich, hundreds of thousands It’s not a problem to spend millions of dollars. Who of you can beat her? You are so tired of writing so much now, but in the end you will be No.2 at most. How aggrieved. It’s better to stop the loss in time, and there will be more good opportunities in the future. You... right?"

Zhao Xin didn't speak.

Xu Yihan paused for a few seconds and asked, "Zhao Xin? Are you listening?"

Zhao Xin hung up the phone directly.

"Hold!"

Xu Yihan slammed the phone on the table, and there was a "bang".

He called Zhang Li: "Come here."

Soon Zhang Li knocked on the door and walked in, followed by Fang Wen.Xu Yihan was extremely irritable at this time, and he didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with Fang Wen coming over.

"You're going back tonight to play the rhythm and stimulate tens of thousands of fans to give her rewards, will you know how to operate?"

Perhaps frightened by Xu Yihan's stern expression, Zhang Li whispered, "Yes, yes."

"In addition, open a small account and tip Shidu Qianqian. I'll transfer you 1 first, and then tell me if it's not enough—she must be tipped to No.[-]."

Zhang Li bit her lip: "Mr. Xu, this... She has not written this week's update, and she was suddenly rewarded as No.1. Isn't this a bit..."

"You figure out your own way."

"Ah, okay."

Xu Yihan looked at Zhang Li indifferently, with a hesitant expression on her face.

Xu Yihan: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Xu, I want to... Well, the reviews on Donaldson on the Internet are very good, why don't we wait? I know this money is nothing to you, but the readers of those updates are also looking at it. Yes, we are now making a lot of hype, I am afraid it will backfire...Although the power of capital is great, we must also consider public opinion...Mr. Xu."

Xu Yihan showed a cold smile: "Are you talking to me about the power of capital?"

Zhang Li grasped the carbon pen in her hand tightly.

"Let me tell you what the power of capital is - when those readers see the local tyrants giving ten degrees and thousands of rewards, they will only envy and worship, do you understand? Everyone thinks that the choice of the rich is good. People with money have good taste, people with money are always right, and things that make money are good things—this is the power of capital.”

Xu Yihan folded his arms and continued, "Do you know how Haosheng was taken over by the Xu family? When Xu Yize just graduated from college, he wanted to use Haosheng to practice his skills, so he set up a game with 300 million yuan. The man in charge—I forgot his name—was locked up. In the end, Haosheng and his wife owed usury, so they had to sell Haosheng to Xu Yize to pay off the debt. At that time, there was a lot of trouble in Haosheng. Several authors supported the couple, insisted on terminating the contract with Haosheng, and said they would expose the matter on the Internet, and then? Xu Yi gave them 5 yuan each, and they shut up obediently. For [-] yuan, they You can shut up, what are you talking about is the power of capital?"