Chen Ya typed the last character on the keyboard, then raised his hands high and stretched.

The joints in his arms clicked and he rotated his palm and thumb to prevent tendonitis.

A light screen popped up in front of my eyes:

【Achievement points have been refreshed! 】

[Reward: Energy +10]

A wave of heat surged up from his lower abdomen and flowed into his limbs. Chen Ya couldn't help but exhale a breath of foul air, and his whole body felt relaxed.

In his achievement system, each professional achievement corresponds to a type of bonus.

[Office Worker] For this profession, the bonuses are almost all physical.

When others work, the more they work, the more exhausted they become, but the more he works, the more energetic he becomes.

He used to work overtime for a month straight, and now his body is getting lighter and lighter, and his energy is getting stronger and stronger, comparable to that of an athlete.

After attending Hongtu classes for half a year, I feel younger and younger, as if I have returned to my youth.

Every time this happens, he starts to regret it.

You should get the office worker achievement first.

This is not work, this is cultivating immortality.

He turned his head to Wang Qian beside him and said, "It's done. We can go now."

Wang Qian held up a finger and said, "Shh! Keep your voice down! This is a critical moment. Wait a minute before leaving."

From the very beginning, she has been holding her mobile phone and observing the world intently.

Even Old Tang completely gave up pretending to work and watched with her.

Chen Ya was very confused. Were the two of them entering retirement early?

In his opinion, programs like Human Observation should be watched by old men and women.

Chen Ya leaned over and asked: "What's playing?"

Wang Qian raised a finger to her lips: "Shh, this is the crucial moment, let Old Tang explain it to you."

Old Tang said anxiously, "This concerns several Nobel Prizes in Literature in China! Chen Ya doesn't need to know!"

Chen Ya: “?”

He leaned in front of the phone screen, where Yu Hua was analyzing something in front of the camera.

Wang Qian simply unplugged her headphones so that everyone could hear the sound.

On the screen, the process of exposing the "teacher's" identity has reached a critical stage.

Gao Xiaobai, Mu Xing and Yu Hua are reviewing the famous works of four writers including Tolstoyevsky.

Chen Ya was delighted when he heard this: "I'm familiar with this!"

Old Tang didn't even look up. "You're making a crispy fried dough stick. Have you read all the books by these writers?"

"...I guess I've read them all." Chen Ya said.

Old Tang raised his eyebrows: "Can you read all these famous books?"

"I think it's quite easy to understand," said Chen Ya.

"Oh," Old Tang was speechless. "Then did you know that these writers are actually the same person?"

"Is this really true?"

"Why don't you seem surprised at all?" Old Tang seemed about to stand up. "They are all the same person! And we are Chinese!"

"...I'm curious, how did you know that?"

Wang Qian pulled Old Tang to his seat and said:

"Old Tang, don't tell him. He was busy and didn't watch the show. We'll tell him from the beginning later. If you tell him now, the surprise will be gone."

Chen Ya said weakly: "I think this is a shock, not a surprise."

On the phone screen, Gao Xiaobai is saying:

"The only thing that's hard to explain is why he created so many pseudonyms? Can't he just write his own?"

Old Tang and Wang Qian both frowned, looking as if they were thinking hard.

Chen Ya took Wang Qian's potato chips and put them in his mouth, watching the situation develop leisurely.

"It's impossible that he was trying to cheat the Nobel Prize money, haha!" said Gao Xiaobai.

Chen Ya ate the potato chips and said, "How did he get it so right? He guessed it right away."

"Get out of here!" Wang Qian glared at him with disdain. "How could someone like that be short of money? How could he create a fake account just to scam people out of money?"

“Even powerful people always have times when they are short of money.”

Old Tang waved his hand and said, "Keep your voice down. Chen Ya has that kind of vision. How can he know what other people's realm is? Look at this villa of his. 80 million! You can't even afford it if you work your whole life!"

Chen Ya was stunned: "What villa?"

Then the camera turned and Liu Ruyan appeared in the picture.

Chen Ya almost spit out the potato chips.

Wang Qian held her face in her hands, her eyes sparkling with love, and said, "Oh, I envy Ruyan so much! I wish I could have a love like hers!"

Old Tang said disdainfully, "Come on, are you even one-tenth as pretty as her? You're only a goddess in our little circle."

Wang Qian snorted, "So straight men are really boring."

Chen Ya stared at Liu Ruyan on the screen and was speechless for a long time.

Why is this damn girl suddenly on TV?

Then he thought of something and picked up his phone.

Two swipes and the battery is gone.

He looked at the long data cable that was like a tail attached to the phone in surprise, and found that the plug at the other end was not plugged into the socket.

"I do!"

After recharging, I looked at the phone screen again and the picture had returned to the studio.

Yu Hua was speaking passionately:

"He creates works from other cultures with the ultimate goal of drawing out the most unique aspects of Chinese culture."

"He keeps changing his identity and using fake names to hide himself because he doesn't want to become famous too early and lose his motivation to make progress..."

"To be precise, he lived to create the best Chinese works."

Gao Xiaobai echoed:

"For the sake of writing, I will not marry, acquire land, or have children, wear a crown, or compete for honors and favors... I am giving up all my fame and fortune, just for writing!"

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