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Two years later, he doesn't even know whether he is still in this world or not, what is his future hope? This thing is a bit extravagant to him.

"Is that so..." Gui Yanye lowered his head, his expression a little bit of hilarity

"But for me, the biggest problem right now is the meal."

Mu Feng flattened the milk box and threw it into the trash, sighing.

"I'm looking for a job recently, but odd jobs can't meet my huge financial gap. So I want to submit a few novels to see the situation. The problem is that I don't have a reliable way."

"Mu Jun, didn't you just get one million this morning..." Gui Yanye said in surprise

"Isn't a million enough?"

"Hey, I can only keep 100,000 for this million." Mu Feng said helplessly.

"I have to give the remaining 900,000 to others... Every family has a hard-to-read scripture."

Gui Yanye's little head was crooked, and he quickly made up a script of a poor family, sick parents, and diligent work.

The expression she looked at Mu Feng added a bit of maternal love, and the words "favorability +3" appeared on her cute little head.

"I'll ask my mother when I go back, she might find a way." Gui Yanye nodded earnestly.

However, she did not guarantee that although her mother was a strong woman with strong working ability, she probably wouldn't really have much to do with the publishing of novels.

"Thank you, Yan Ye." Mu Feng smiled and touched her head

"But compared to this, I have to rely on you for my lunch for a long time to come. You can take the one million, I won't take it back, but as a friend, you have to take good care of it. Help me solve the problem of eating at noon."

Tsk, why do you feel like a little white face after saying this?

"...No problem." Gui Yanye blinked, his angelic face showing a soft and happy smile

To maintain a relationship of friends, it should not only get, but also help. Gui Yanye was very happy to be able to help Mu Feng.

During a noon time, the relationship between the two seemed to be quickly getting closer to the level of friends, and when they returned to the classroom joking and laughing together, as soon as they returned to their seats, a boy suddenly ran over in front of Mu Feng.

"Classmate Mu Feng?"

The handsome-eyed classmate An Yi Lun stood in front of Mu Feng, quite frantically and excitedly said.

"Please join my club and create the best GALGAME together!!"

"...Huh? Who are you?"

Mu Feng looked at this otaku with a look of surprise. Would normal people greet him with such a 'warm' attitude when they meet for the first time?

"My name is An Yilun, it's the first time we met, I accidentally read Mu Feng's work just now..."

This guy came up with a lot of words that Mu Feng couldn't understand at all, what a wife, what a great creation, what a peerless inspiration, what a beautiful girl's encounter.

In an environment like the classroom, this guy can talk about such a topic with a loud voice. I am afraid that there are very few high schools in China with such a shameless guy.

Feeling the strange eyes coming from all directions, Rao Shi Mu Feng really wanted to be isolated, but at this moment he felt a little unbearable.

He hopes that his sense of existence is a little thinner, and he is not involved in messy social activities. But that doesn't mean he wants to change from being the target of cold violence to being the target of direct sexual bullying.

Because if he is really directly bullied... Mu Feng can guarantee that he will make those who bully him pay ten times the price.

Anyway, things will be very noisy, which is very inconsistent with Mu Feng's purpose of making a fortune.

"Wait, stop, stop Pang friends."

Mu Feng waved his hand to signal that the dead man, who couldn't speak clearly, stop his speech in the eighth-level dead man's language. Looking at the three trial novels that were placed in the middle of the table, he frowned slightly.

"In short, you read the novel I wrote and hope I can join your club and play games with you, right?"

An Yilun also nodded enthusiastically. He read Mu Feng's three works carefully during his lunch break. Two of them were based on Xia Zhiqiu's work, and another original work, all of which were excellent. the best!

Although the original script writer already has a senior, but one more is definitely not a bad thing, An Yilun also believes that those who can write such a work must have a deep love for the two-thorned ape!

However, before he could speak, Mu Feng interrupted him directly.

"Sorry, I'm not interested, please ask Gao Ming." Mu Feng decisively rejected him three times in a row

Just kidding, go for a game? Does he have multiple heads to do such a time-consuming and generally profitable job? Not to mention that it is such a super sunset game type as GALGAME.

If you have the same GHS GALGAME as the Wanhua Mirror series, you may still have the possibility to sell well. After all, people's instinctive desire is GHS, but if you are all age-oriented - these days, even the sales of big manufacturers' GALGAME are difficult. Guaranteed.

Mu Feng simply got up and left on the grounds of using the toilet. The stalker still followed behind him, with a missionary-like persistence.

"I saw it, I saw it, Cheng, that Chinese student actually writes novels? He is just a dead man who is strong from outside and hard at work."

Ze Yong Taisuke excitedly hugged the base friend and said

"Don't worry, I will help you with a few brothers right away, and make sure this little white face leaves the girl you like."

Makoto Ito is still admonishing Taisuke Zeyong not to do such a thing, but obviously his friends will not listen to his advice. He could only sigh, peek at Gui Yanye, and say no more.

"Our club has recruited the best original artists, the best script writers, and my best ideas, as long as Mu Feng can join us..."

Mu Feng zipped up the zipper expressionlessly, and the chattering An Yilun next to him was still circling around him like a stubborn fly.

For the first time since he came to this parallel world, he has such an urge to give people a slap in the face. Does he not know what it means to give up and what is distance?

Seeing that Mu Feng was still unmoved, An Yilun also decisively threw out the trump card

"I know Kasumi Shiko-sensei, and I'm TAKI-kun!"

Although he is not sure whether the other party is his own video fan, An Yilun is also sure that the person who can write such touching fan works must be a loyal fan of Xuejie's novels!

"...Huh?" Mu Feng frowned at the dead mansion

He knows the latter, which means that this dead house is the big comic commentator whose status in neon is comparable to that of a power plant? Oh, he got it, but it's none of his business.

As for the name Xia Shizi, he really doesn't know it... Wait, where did he seem to see it?

Thanks to the adjuster's good memory, Mu Feng immediately recalled the origin of the name.

It seems that this is the name of the author of the love metronome that he just found and used to practice manual manipulation?

The expression on Mu Feng's face gradually loosened. He didn't like this dead house, and he didn't want to be a GALGAME, but if this guy really knew a popular light novel author—

This guy, there must be a way to facilitate the submission!

Generally speaking, the editor in charge of the popular author will not have a low status in the library, that is to say, if he can get on the line of this dead house, he can directly present the work to an editor who may have the right to speak, so as to maximize the value of the editor. Fast publication.

marvelous! I gradually understood everything!

"Okay, I promise you to come together after school." Mu Feng sighed and pretended to be helpless.

"But you have to understand that I'm not a fan of that teacher Xia Shizi, that book is just for me to use to practice my hands. An Yi classmate, I also hope that in the class, please don't be so... 'unscrupulous' talking about similar issues, At least find a quiet place."

"Okay!" An Yilun didn't listen to him at all, probably only heard a YES.

Mu Feng looked at the back of An Yi Lun who also left, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although I don't like someone with such an overly egoistic personality, this guy... can be used.

As a big video blogger, he has a certain status on social networks, or he has a very strong promotion ability in this field. That is to say, it is logical that Mu Feng can throw himself on the tepid video on the batch site. gave him a recommendation, and then became an instant hit through the fan effect.

As for the teacher Xia Shizi he knew, Mu Feng didn't care, but since he knew it, he could get on the line and directly follow the route of the old staff of the library, and he could publish the book at hand as quickly as possible to make money.

very good! Mu Feng showed a planned smile, and just as he was about to walk out of the toilet, four or five boys came to the door.

The leader is that Huang Mao Ze Yong Taisuke.

Seeing these guys with malicious faces, Mu Feng sighed lightly and said lightly.

"Please get out of the way, thank you."

These ill-intentioned guys glanced at each other and burst into laughter. Taisuke Nazawa stepped forward and embraced Mu Feng's shoulders, laughing.

"Boy, do you know who we are? It's ok if you don't. In short, stay away from the beautiful class next to you in the future..."

"I know that you are just a bunch of scum who got into Minnosuke's Sakakino Academy through the joint school."

Mu Feng sneered mercilessly. He did not discriminate against those who did not study well, but he discriminated against this group of bullies who were afraid of hardship. In high school, he treated himself like a gangster.

"asshole!"

Zeyong Taisuke went mad in an instant, and his fist hit Mu Feng's stomach fiercely, but before that, Mu Feng's hand slammed on the back of his head, and his powerful force was like lightning, and he came to take it He slammed into Mu Feng's knee.

His mouth was full of blood, and a few teeth fell out. Taisuke Ze Yong wailed and fell to the ground. The gangsters next to him supported him and punched him arrogantly.

"You bastard, dare to do this to Taisuke..."

Mu Feng is really not good at fighting. He never fought in high school, let alone in college. Unless it is absolutely necessary, only a **** idiot will do it.

Even with such a magical encounter now, he just drove a Gundam and almost shot one of the Four Emperors, um, that's all.

However, these gangsters in front of them don't know how to fight. To put it nasty, ninety-nine percent of the 'bosses' and 'big brothers' in this world are a bunch of trash who only bluffs and is extremely weak.

The adjusted genes gave Mu Feng a strong physique, and a few days of fantastic encounters gave him a strong courage. The fists of the two gangsters who were pinched up were easily dodged by him, and then he was hit hard with one punch. part of the throat.

They covered their throats, widened their eyes and stepped back and fell, panting violently, rolling their eyes.

Mu Feng looked at the remaining two frightened gangsters, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, said indifferently.

"It's okay, I can't die, it's just that breathing will be a little harder."

As he said that, he stepped on the arm of Taisuke Zeyong with one foot, lowered his head and said softly amid the wailing of the other party like killing a pig.

"You are lucky, the toilets are not monitored, so there is no actual evidence of what you are trying to do wrong with me, so you will not be dissuaded."

"You are also unfortunate. The toilets are not monitored. That is to say, as long as I don't beat you out with obvious injuries, I won't have any trouble. Oh, it doesn't matter if you are injured."

Mu Feng is a good student, a top student who can earn face for him in the exam in the eyes of the head of Nakano, and this group of scum that he wanted to throw out and bury Sakano Academy merged in, as long as he is not beaten, he will definitely not care.

"Privilege is really a contradictory thing. When others have it, you can't wait to kill all the privileged people. When you have it, it's cool to not want it."

Mu Feng smiled and closed the toilet door, squeezed his fists, and smiled brightly.

Although I still think fighting is an extremely stupid thing, but... it's really good, the feeling of hitting someone.

"I've always hated trouble, lest you come to provoke me in the future, so just do it once."

Afterwards, shrill screams echoed through the toilet door and echoed throughout the corridor.

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Chapter 17

The feeling of hitting someone for the first time is really amazing.

How should I put it, unlike the previous "Gundam above" sniping at the Four Emperors, this time it was really completely in one's own subjective consciousness, and violently hurt others.

Looking at the few unscrupulous students who had been beaten by him and lay on the ground unable to move, Mu Feng shook his hand and let out a soft breath.

Stretching the feeling of violence is cool!

As he said, in order to prevent this group of students with cerebral palsy from continuing to seek 'revenge' for him in the future, Mu Feng was careful and ruthless this time. degree.

Especially the yellow hair named Ze Yong Taisuke, although he doesn't know him, but he seems to be a particularly scumbag bastard.

So Mu Feng did a lot of tentative operations when he attacked him, such as trying to break a few of his ribs, but it was not as simple as what was described in the novel. seriously injured.

So he took the next step, picked up the mop next to him and smashed his lower body a few times.

It's not fatal, and it won't leave irreparable physical disabilities, but he probably won't forget the pain in his life.

"I'm actually a very reasonable person." Mu Feng played with a thick black steel needle in his hand, and shrugged as he looked at the group of people who were trembling in pain but couldn't move.

"So even though you are annoying me, I didn't intend to use this for you - although I'm also curious about the effect."

As he spoke, he kicked a bad boy, looked at the other party's terrified eyes, and tilted his head with a smile.

"When you see me at school in the future, walk around, you know?"

After the other party nodded with difficulty, Mu Feng turned his head and left, leaving only the mourning bad students all over the place.

"I suddenly feel a little regretful. I knew that I would have asked the company to arrange you to go to Linglan Middle School." The system exclaimed in his mind.

"You are such a dynamic and intimidating young boy, you should live a little bit of blood."

"The fact that you let me go to high school is a lot of nonsense." Mu Feng said coldly

"Although I don't quite understand what you guys want to do, you have to waste two years and energy in high school doing something meaningless. I can't think of a reason."

"Don't be so indifferent, Mr. Mu Feng. In addition to the intense and exciting work, it is also a pleasure to adjust your life every day after your youth."

The system said with a smile

"And the daily life of youth is also very selling, I mean - don't underestimate the places you can extend and intervene in this high school, explore carefully, you may have some unexpected joys."