The Magician of Clow

Chapter 758: The Night Game Member With a Deviated Talent Point

Chapter 758: The Night Game Member With a Deviated Talent Point

In the small dark room, Fang Ran, who heard Jota's answer silently, kept looking at him silently, and Jota, who was so uncomfortable, shrank behind the chair again.

"That. Did I say something strange?"

Fang Ran looked at Jota, who was more cowardly than him in all directions. It was a little unbelievable that a guy with technical skills who could probably become the strongest hacker could write novels all day at home, but he still put away himself because the other party asked him to do so. This preconceived notion that seems to be irrelevant to the text.

"Then you were coding just now? Can I find it online?"

"Uh, it can be found for the time being."

Hearing Fang Ran's words, Jota's voice became a little more eager, and he stepped aside and pressed on the keyboard. It was not the end of the industry's leader, but a little-known novel that Fang Ran had never heard of. The website jumped out, and what appeared to be the backstage of his work, but when I leaned over, I could see it.

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Fang Ran: "."

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"That. I said Jota."

Looking at this physical screen, which he presumably prepared for the codeword, Fang Ran suddenly felt a complicated opening, and Jota, who was watching his eyes glowing at the book he wrote, answered immediately!

"I'm here!"

"Let me ask you a question, for example, in a classic adventure story, the final battle and the final BOSS counterattack at the end, in the environment where the air roars and explodes and the space is broken, the male protagonist suddenly looks back at the female protagonist and reveals a warm feeling Why is that chuckle?"

"Uh, he wants to show his masculine charm.?"

".. Then, in the face of an extremely difficult opponent to defeat, a companion asked the protagonist to go out and talk all night before the battle, and finally said to the protagonist, 'Don't worry, I will find a way to solve it'. Why?"

"He wrongly estimated the opponent's combat power?"

Hearing such an answer, Fang Ran was silent for a while, then silently turned his head and stared at him for a while, and then suddenly asked:

"How to donate the money in a person's card to the disaster area?"

"If it is a certain person, I can use his name or photo to collect basic information such as mobile phone number and home address on the Internet, and then I can block his network operator and use a disguised base station to deceive his device to connect and implant. Virus, as long as I control his SIM card, I have many ways to get his online banking account or the password of the mobile business hall, make his mobile phone paralyzed, or I can remotely transfer the money to another card to donate to the disaster area. But... But it's illegal for Fang Ran to do this, and Sister Yesheng told me not to do such a thing."

"Yota, have you answered one question correctly in your junior high school Chinese reading comprehension?"

"That. I didn't go to school."

Fang Ran: "."

alright, you win,

Now I finally know why when I came in, I saw you poking at the keyboard with one finger.

Snapped.

Looking at this timid young man who could no longer be described as a part of the subject, who clearly said something very powerful just now but shrank back, Fang Ran slapped his face and looked at him with vicissitudes.

"I'll take the liberty to ask. Have you signed a contract?"

Hearing Fang Ran asked this question, Jota's expression was a little sad, but he forced a smile to hide it with embarrassment.

"Not yet although I apply every month."

It is also strange that hundreds of thousands of words and ten collections can be signed.

Fang Ran, who was completely speechless and didn't know where to complain, looked helplessly at this squatting chair, because of social fear, he seemed to have a communication barrier with people, a frail young man with unkempt hair and big glasses, sitting on the side sighed on the bed.

"It's not even the signing of the contract. You can write hundreds of thousands of words. After all, you are also a member of the night bureau. Let Big Brother Suqun find a way for you to discuss with the people of this small company, or are you short of money, no? If you are short of money to buy it directly, you can sign the contract as you want.”

"I am actually one of the shareholders

"puff!"

I go!You really bought it!

Then you are a shareholder, you voted for the novel you wrote yourself, and you haven't signed a contract yet! ?Or this kind of small [-]-line website that I have never heard of? ?

With an indescribable expression, Fang Ran's complex face twitched at the corners of his mouth. He didn't know how to complain that he had collapsed, and sighed without consciously holding his forehead:

"Then you can just use your powers directly, and let's not talk about the communication barriers that you have been living in the dark room all day long. In the end, why do you, a computer genius, write novels? You can't do anything better than this."

"Ahaha this."

Hearing Fang Ran's helplessness, Jota seemed to feel a little strange and laughed softly. In the dim room, he looked at the screen in front of him. There was a manuscript that he only wrote a few hundred words on, and the light illuminated him slightly. There is a dazed face behind the tousled hair and large glasses frames.

"I'm not very good at communicating with people. I'm very afraid of meeting strangers. Before I was found by Sister Ye Sheng, I was alone. I didn't go to school and didn't have any friends."

Speaking of which, he was embarrassed, embarrassed, restrained and shy, holding his knees.

"It's different from a program that has clear and simple rules that you can understand as long as you learn it. I don't understand what other people think. I don't know whether his smile at me is good or bad, and I can't even understand whether the atmosphere between people is tense or not, so. "

"I especially envy those people in the novel, who are strong and handsome, have close friends and lovers, experience those exciting travels outside, meet all kinds of people and see all kinds of scenery , like looking at one world after another that I have never seen before"

Fang Ran saw that he looked at him and scratched at the unkempt hair that had not been taken care of for a long time. He couldn't see the sadness and smiled at himself, and then his eyes filled with anticipation. He crouched on the chair and couldn't bear it. Keep your body shaking.

"So one day I suddenly wanted to write a story by myself, create a world by myself, because then it was like traveling in that world by myself, and if I could write a wonderful and interesting story."

"Maybe I can understand people's hearts and atmosphere better, and I can be as good as everyone in the bureau, although it seems that I have failed."

After saying these words, he suddenly realized that because someone told him about the novel he wrote, he was too excited and said a lot of embarrassing words. He smiled and scratched his head like a girl.

"Actually. Maybe I just like novels too much."

When he heard these words, Fang Ran was actually stunned, looking at this weak and weak young man with unkempt hair, wearing earthy glasses, hugging his knees and squatting on the chair welded to the ground. A safety belt with a combination lock is fastened around the waist.

Suddenly I remembered the taciturn young man who waved goodbye to him on the ice sea. He had no friends even though he was in school.

He once asked Ling out of boredom why all the participants liked to stay at a high place, and when he silently complained that it was really not to pretend to be coercive, he heard Ling's very bland answer.

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'Probably because it's easier to find the same kind'-

Perhaps the same is true for the boy who is huddled in this dark room in front of him. He wants to fill the loneliness of only one person in this way and overcome his own weaknesses and fears.

Loneliness is a deadly disease.

He stared at him in a trance, then Fang Ran scratched his head, walked to his side and gave up completely and sighed.

Alas, the expression on your face is too understandable.

"By the way, do you have a tablet here? A mobile phone is also fine. In short, give me something to see what you've written."

"Ah yes.. yes! But"

Seeing him suddenly say this, Jota was stunned and nodded quickly, and pulled out what might be a tablet computer from the table, but then hesitantly asked:

"Fang Ran, do you really want to read my novel?"

"Ah, I entered the ward once again today, and went out the door that was super far. After I finally got home, I was taken to the magic capital before my butt was hot, and then I got lost for half a point. To be honest, I was so tired that I was dying. I don't want to move anymore."

Jota listened without realizing it, and then saw Fang Ran took the tablet and slumped on his bed, pulled a pillow to rest on it, and looked like a familiar face who already regarded this place as home, without turning his eyes. He waved to himself.

"Okay, okay, you can write yours, don't worry about me."

"Oh oh well."

Jota turned around blankly and thought, 'Won't you take me away? ', and then looking at the progress in front of him, he completely lost the thought of continuing the one-finger meditation, and his fingers subconsciously tapped on the keyboard at a speed that was incomprehensible, called up Fang Ran's tablet monitoring, and took a peek at it. ,

I found that Fang Ran was looking at the tablet in his hand without turning his eyes while stuffing potato chips in his mouth, and really turned the pages.

Eh. But where did the potato chips come from?

(End of this chapter)