Chapter 117 I Am Also Me (V) I observe floating, as the universe observes me...

A month later.

Zhang Deng started looking for a job again.

However, during the period of job hunting, Zhang Deng changed his mind and posted the novel on the forum, updating it in a serialized form. At the beginning, no one read the novel, and Zhang Deng himself didn't pay much attention to it. He would often paste the document content and then close it.

In the past two days, people who have updated the real world have flocked to the world of the book. It seems that some strangers have flocked in through tweets from somewhere.

From Zhang Deng's perspective, he felt that the story had basically been ruined because it was no longer pure. It was no longer something he wrote, but was automatically generated, like AI, without any soul.

However, it seemed that because everyone felt that the development of the plot was too abstract and mysterious, and was surprisingly similar to their collective Mandela phenomenon some time ago, many people came to watch.

After finishing an interview, Zhang Deng came back and looked at the forum, where people had already started speculating about Zhang Deng's identity.

Zhang Deng did not respond to any comments, but simply uploaded today's updated content.

Because he has so many manuscripts in stock now, Zhang Deng uploads 8,000 to 10,000 words every time. His typing speed is really shocking. Many office workers haven't finished reading today's update yet, and the next day's update has been posted.

His pen name is Zhang Deng Jie Cai, and he has caused quite a stir online before. Many people think that he might be the person who quarreled with He Xiaoqiu some time ago. Some people also went to his account to ask, but Zhang Deng did not respond.

He gradually gave up the idea of ​​becoming a writer. Writing was really difficult. It was okay as a hobby, but if he wanted to rely on it to support himself, Zhang Deng felt that his current ability was not enough.

He interviewed for four or five jobs and made a difficult decision between one day off a week, a monthly salary of 5,000, a long and short weekdays, and overtime. Finally, he found a job with two days off a week, but with frequent business trips, a salary of 7,500, and an additional 1,000 after becoming a regular employee.

Zhang Deng actually doesn't like this job very much, because he still needs Xiao Mi very much and can't accept being on business trips all the time. However, the boss said that their startup company has no rules, and Zhang Deng can bring his pet to work. When he is on a business trip, the boss can take the pet home to raise it.

The boss was a very handsome 29-year-old man. He immediately handed Zhang Deng his business card and said, "I've read your resume. It's excellent. Why did you choose our company?"

Zhang Deng was a little confused. I didn't know if he was being sarcastic. After all, there was a gap of nearly half a year on Zhang Deng's resume.

He decided to be hypocritical and said, "I admire your company's corporate culture."

"Huh?" the boss said, "What is my company's corporate culture?"

Zhang Deng and he exchanged a look of bewilderment. The boss laughed heartily, slapping his thigh and saying, "Did I give you a hard time?"

Zhang Deng also smiled and said, "Well, I think the salary you offer is quite high."

"We're a startup," the boss said. "I'm a second-generation rich kid. My father is quite wealthy, and he told me I have to be generous to my employees. Only then will they work hard for me."

Zhang Deng said, "Didn't your father tell you that pursuing literature now is a dead end?"

"I did," the boss said, "but my family has been intellectuals for generations, and we've always dealt with intellectuals. There's nothing I can do."

Seeing how calm he was, Zhang Deng didn't know whether he was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, or just a tiger who was smiling. Anyway, it was really hard to find a job nowadays, so he just started the job so hastily.

This company was indeed very small, with only six people including Zhang Deng. Its business scope was very similar to Zhang Deng's previous company, mainly producing articles that criticized current social problems and directly addressed the pain points of the times. Zhang Deng could basically get started without any pain. Zhang Deng looked for a long time but couldn't find any demand for business trips. He asked the sister next to him. She had joined the company a month before him and said with a seasoned look, "You don't know this."

Zhang Deng: "I would like to hear the details."

"This rich second-generation's family is in the print media business," the girl said. "His father runs the famous Qi Lin. You know it even without me telling you. It's kind of the private Nobel Prize in our literary world. But lately, it's been mostly critical acclaim but not commercially successful. We gave him some money to learn how to run an account. Our account is designed to compete with Qi Lin in the self-media world. His father has a lot of writers under his wing and has worked in print media for most of his life. Now we want them to write for us."

"Our job is to kowtow and beg people to come out of retirement."

Zhang Deng asked, "Did you succeed?"

"It's done."

Zhang Deng asked, “How did you do that?”

The girl said: "Don't you realize that I have an advantage?"

"What are the advantages?"

The girl tossed her hair, rested her hands on the back of the chair, and made an appearance: "I am very beautiful."

After lighting up the lamp, he realized: "Oh, oh."

"So," the rich second-generation man behind her took a folder and threw it on the lamp-lit table, "she went to his house for two days and he didn't agree. His son, who was still in junior high school, fell in love with her at first sight. She insisted on posting it online saying she was being harassed, and the writer agreed because she was afraid of being cyberbullied."

Zhang Deng: "Wow, what a great story with so many twists and turns, beginning, middle, and end."

The woman said, "Beauty is an invincible weapon."

"It's so wonderful." Zhang Deng clapped his hands in admiration.

The rich second-generation boss sat on the girl's chair and said, "The content of that issue is nothing."

The woman said, "Then don't blame me. You chose the person."

Zhang Deng actually read the recent episodes and said, "I have something to say, but I'm not sure if I should say it or not."

"But it's okay."

Zhang Deng said, "If I continue to do this, I might be out of a job again soon."

"Me too," said the boss.

Zhang Deng looked at him, dressed in gym shorts and a black T-shirt, looking like he'd just come from the gym. He said, "You should have noticed that many award-winning writers have no problem working in print media, but young people find them unpopular."

The woman said, "Xiao Deng's point makes sense. I agree. If you want to attract traffic, you should be more pure and not try to be all things to you."

"Oh, by the way," the rich second generation said, "Xiao Deng, where's your cat?"

Zhang Deng said, "It's busy."

"What are you busy with?"

"You're crazy," Zhang Deng couldn't help but say. He would never scold his boss under any circumstances. "I came for an interview this morning, and you told me to stay and work straight away. Where am I going to take my cat? My cat didn't even know I was suddenly at work."

The rich second generation laughed heartily. Zhang Deng said, "And I still don't know your name. No one has ever introduced themselves to me. You all know me, but I don't know anyone!"

Zhang Deng asked, "Is this company really okay?"

The second-generation rich man quickly extended his hand to shake his hand. "Excuse me, excuse me. My name is Qi Lin, and this is my editor who works in the same department as you. My name is Duo Duo."

Zhang Deng said, "Hello."

Duoduo broke down laughing and said, "You look so helpless. I also go to work in this confused way. Don't worry, I can still get paid."

Zhang Deng said, "This is all too ridiculous."

Qi Lin said, "I think you're so outstanding that I'm afraid you'll run away. I don't even dare to let you leave the office building."

Zhang Deng's work experience is indeed rich and wonderful. He held several positions in his old company, had a good salary, and achieved remarkable results. He also participated in many competitions and won some awards. He has solid writing skills and excellent language expression ability. This job is perfectly suitable for him.

The company is full of young people who deeply love this industry. Although Qi Lin's recruitment seems unreliable, he is very accurate in judging people. He seems to pay more attention to character and ability. Although these people are few, there are no fools who are impossible to communicate with, and no mean people who are domineering. Everyone is very friendly. Zhang Deng feels more comfortable than any previous job.

Although he was told that he would be on business trips when he joined the company, Qi Lin soon changed his mind and decided to delve into internal conflicts and create literature that people hate. They changed their approach to soliciting submissions from the entire Internet and cultivating their own writers. Zhang Deng never went on a business trip and as soon as he opened his eyes, he started reviewing manuscripts.

But he basically doesn't work overtime. After work during the day, if he has time in the evening, he will still write some of his own novels.

Li Xin's story slowly came to an end. Zhang Deng would occasionally enter Li Xin's world, but would avoid her and simply sit there. Sometimes he would sleep in the book all night, as if he had escaped from real life.

He never dreamed of Wei Yuanye again. He knew this would be the result. Wei Yuanye was a very sensible person. If Zhang Deng expressed his wish to never see him again in this life or the next, Wei Yuanye would definitely respect him.

Despite knowing this, Zhang Deng did not regret it.

He rationally believed that not meeting either of them was the best solution.

Wei Yuanye never appeared again, but some other insignificant people did appear.

One day, Zhang Deng got off work. He hadn't bought a car at that time, so he took the subway to commute. It was a rare day that he didn't work overtime too late. It was a little after seven o'clock, and there were not many people on the subway, so he could still find a seat.

Not long after he sat down, someone sat next to him. Zhang Deng didn't think there was anything wrong with it and held up his phone to watch the short video of the day.

The man was wearing a suit, shirt and tie. He sat very upright and did not move for a long time. When Zhang Deng realized it, he looked to the side and saw that the man was looking at him.

Zhang Deng: “…”

He was startled and said, "Jia Ming?"

Jia Ming is in much better condition than before and looks younger. It seems that he is no longer working at the World Tree, which is really nourishing.

Jia Ming said, "Long time no see, Zhang Deng."

Zhang Deng felt like these few words gave him goosebumps.

That was too scary, Zhang Deng thought at the time, why was it still haunting him?

He was afraid of falling into another vortex, and his heart was trembling with fear, fearing that he had come with news about Wei Yuanye.

Finally, I agreed to sit down and talk with Jia Ming.

Jia Ming was sitting in the coffee shop, and many people were looking at him. He was actually tall and straight. After leaving the World Tree, a place full of handsome men and beautiful women, he could be considered to have an extraordinary temperament.

Zhang Deng stirred the lemon in the fruit tea in front of him and asked with his head down, "What's the matter?"

He was so scared that his hands were shaking.

Jia Ming said, "Don't worry, I have no purpose in looking for you."

Zhang Deng raised his head and asked nervously, "Are you going to tell me something?"

Jia Ming smiled warmly and said, "No."

Zhang Deng's shoulders slumped, and he didn't know whether he wanted to hear this answer.

Jia Ming said, "I just came to say goodbye to you. I've been in management for a long time. Although the position is not high, I no longer have the opportunity to go out on field trips. I have met very few people in this world. Maybe it doesn't mean much to you, but to me, you are a friend I am more familiar with."

Zhang Deng was somewhat moved. He said, "Actually, I..."

Jia Ming said: "Do you still remember 681?"

"Oh, that guy."

I have an impression of Zhang Deng.

Jia Ming said, "Perhaps you have already noticed. After all, you are a smart person. We are not completely loyal to the World Tree."

"Oh," Zhang Deng answered without hesitation, "I know."

Even though Jia Ming had guessed it, he was still surprised to hear him say it so bluntly: "How did you know?"

Zhang Deng said, "Because Chi Xiao Xia is under your management."

Jia Ming was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh, indeed, that's what you guessed."

Chi Xiaoxia's identity is so special. He doesn't need to participate in the mission, but he can master the core of the World Tree technology. How could such an important technician be unknown to everyone?

Zhang Deng guessed at the time that Chi Xiaoxia's identity and behavior were condoned by Jia Ming and 681.

Jia Ming said, "Actually, we're both controlled by Chi Xiaoxia. He's the regulator of this universe. Years ago, you might have heard that 681 had a major problem during a mission. He got the recipient pregnant. To avoid punishment, he even wanted to perish with him. That's when Chi Xiaoxia found him and me."

Zhang Deng asked, "What's your handle?"

"You can tell I'm a very casual person." Jia Ming spread his hands. His current state of mind really showed that he preferred freedom. "As long as I stop working, I don't need any leverage to blackmail you."

Zhang Deng thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about this."

"What?"

"681's matter."

Jia Ming was really surprised this time. He frowned and said, "Wei Yuanye actually..."

Zhang Deng said, "He never speaks ill of anyone or says anything bad about them."

Jia Ming's brows relaxed, and he smiled suddenly. He said, "Is that really the case?"

Jia Ming thought that in order to gain Zhang Deng's trust, Wei Yuanye would strip the people of World Tree naked. Wei Yuanye said nothing. Jia Ming laughed at himself and shook his head.

Zhang Deng said: "I once asked him if he knew 681, and Wei Yuanye said, 'No.'"

Jia Mingdao: "681 carried out a mission and caused the recipient to become pregnant. The person who was to go down and settle the accounts was Wei Yuanye."

Zhang Deng exclaimed, "Ah!" and said, "So there's such a thing."

Jia Ming: "He never tells you these things?"

He found it unreasonable: "Then how did you trust him?"

"He just..." Zhang Deng couldn't explain it clearly. He said, "I don't need him to say anything. I will...I will do anything for him."

No one could believe that Zhang Deng was simply obsessed with Wei Yuanye.

The reason why he had no regrets and was willing to be deceived for him was not because of any coercion or inducement. He simply loved Wei Yuanye from the bottom of his heart.

This was so absurd that no one believed it.

Zhang Deng didn't want to explain anything further. He just asked, "So?"

Jia Ming said, "After the World Tree collapsed, the supporters went their separate ways. Many have already ascended to higher dimensions and left. I am leaving too. Before I go, I feel like I want to say something."

Zhang Deng: "Tell me? ...Oh, I see. You want me to write it down."

Jia Ming nodded.

Jia Ming began his long narration. His life had been full of ups and downs since he was an ordinary cultivator. When he was a child, he encountered a tree spirit. The tree spirit was caught by someone and wanted to kill him to silence him. He was rescued by a master, and then he embarked on this long journey of cultivation, which had no end at all.

Jia Ming said, "I once saw a dragon in a cave. It was dying and smelled extremely foul. To cultivate, I killed it and ate its inner elixir. It nearly burned me to death. That was the closest I've ever been to death. Almost every time I break through, I experience a life-or-death situation, and only then do I finally reach the stage of ascension."

"I was one of the first people to ascend," Jia Ming said. "As you can imagine, I was once a child of destiny."

Zhang Deng: “Oh, yes.”

Jia Ming said, "I can guess that you must feel that there are countless people like me in the World Tree who are favored by heaven, like a swarm of fish in the river."

Zhang Deng felt a little embarrassed by his guess, and said, "I... do think so."

Jia Ming said, "When I first arrived at the World Tree, I knew the truth. In fact, all of us, more than sixty people, knew the truth. After a period of collapse and denial, new people began to arrive. We could only pretend that the world was peaceful and continue the show. Sometimes, seeing their confusion, I feel guilty, because they clearly had all escaped death to get here."

Jia Ming: "After the number reached over 600, things started to go wrong."

"The group numbered 600-800 is clearly stronger and more difficult to manage," Jia Ming said. "They've made the World Tree a mess. They disobeyed orders at school and didn't report on time when on missions. Just when we were getting suspicious, something happened to Unit 681. We met Chi Xiaoxia, who told us that it was because of a vagrant from the Cosmic Prison who broke in. That's why the Heavenly Gate closed and the World Tree was born."

Zhang Deng said, "Oh, so you already knew that Wei Yuanye was the criminal."

"You can guess," Jia Ming said, "but even if you can guess, it's hard to imagine."

"Did he tell you about his first mission?"

I've never heard of Zhang Deng.

Jia Ming said, "He broke into the realm of true dragons, killed two guarding dragons, tamed a true dragon as his mount, and turned that world upside down."

Zhang Deng had an impression and said, "I think he said that."

"What did you say?"

"He just said he rode a dragon."

Jia Ming smiled, his smile full of mockery.

It was only at this time that Zhang Deng realized that the matter that Wei Yuanye mentioned so casually was actually a huge sensation at the time.

Jia Ming said: "Even though I knew he might not be human, someone still gave us the task of supervising him and 752. It was very frustrating for me at the time."

"You think he's too strong," Zhang Deng said. "Are you jealous of him?"

Jia Ming: "Immortal cultivators are rare in this world."

"Almost every hundred years, there can only be one master who reaches the pinnacle of mastery," Jia Ming said. "Because we need to annex resources, we consume large quantities of elixirs and slaughter countless monsters. If I break through, others will starve. Killing each other is our rule. I haven't learned how to respect a strong person. I only hate him."

It was the first time that Zhang Deng heard this story from this perspective.

Jia Ming: "But fortunately, 752 escaped soon after. Everyone thought the two of them were in collusion, and Wei Yuanye became a target. He was unlucky in everything and couldn't get promoted. He could only be a front-line soldier for the rest of his life. Although he was no longer targeted, he also consciously avoided being too prominent and was not so dazzling."

Zhang Deng said, "What about 752? Aren't you jealous of him?"

"Him?" Jia Ming said, "He's very strong, but very far away from us. None of us understand him. He only likes Wei Yuanye, but Wei Yuanye seems to deliberately keep his distance from him."

Zhang Deng finally learned about this matter. He said, "At that time, 752 wanted to escape. He wanted to win over Wei Yuanye to join him, but Wei Yuanye refused."

Jia Ming said, "I know. I know the rest of the story. 752 is just a pawn of Wei Yuanye."

"Actually, you might think that telling me all this is pointless," Jia Ming said. "I'm leaving here too, and I shouldn't be dwelling on it anymore. It's just that there's one thing I really can't figure out."

Zhang Deng gestured, "Go ahead."

Jia Ming said, "I really don't understand why they are so powerful. Why would the universe create such powerful creatures, and then create people like us, for us to stare and watch helplessly? You know, Zhang Deng, I only heard from Wei Yuanye that real dragons are fragrant. Their flavor is rich and sweet."

Zhang Deng: “…”

Jia Ming used all his strength and risked his life to kill a dragon, swallowing its entrails in the stench, and escaping death to break through a small stage in his life. However, Wei Yuanye killed two dragons, even riding a real dragon. For Wei Yuanye, this was just a drop in the ocean and not worth mentioning.

This made it difficult for Jia Ming to justify himself.

Jia Ming said: "You never seem to envy us."

"Yes," Zhang Deng said, "but you're too far away from me. If you were my friend and wrote better than me, I'd be jealous. But you're like gods in heaven. To me, there's only one difference between gods and gods. I'm so far away, what's there to envy? I don't have that kind of fate."

Zhang Deng asked, "Why do you force yourself not to be jealous?"

"After all, there's only one Wei Yuanye in the world," Zhang Deng said. "Even if you were given the karma and the karma he created, you might not be able to bear it. You might not even want his life."

Jia Ming thought for a moment, smiled, and said, "You are very good at comforting people."

"You can write about today's events," Jia Ming said.

"Ah," Zhang Deng said, showing no interest. "It depends. A good experience doesn't necessarily make a good story. Besides, I think my writing is just average. I'm more suited to being an editor."

Jia Ming said: "You are always very open-minded."

"I just have no other options," Zhang Deng said helplessly. "You're so anxious and in pain because you still have a solution."

In fact, Zhang Deng felt that the fact that Jia Ming came to him for comfort was difficult to judge. It seemed as if he was looking for comfort from below. However, Zhang Deng did not mind it much. He picked up his phone, stood up, and said, "I have to go home and feed the cat."

"Light the lights." Jia Ming suddenly stopped him.

Zhang Deng looked down at him, and Jia Ming said, "I'm sorry."

"Ah," Zhang Deng understood. He knew Jia Ming must want to leave cleanly and happily, leaving no karma on Earth. Zhang Deng generously fulfilled his wish. "I forgive you."

As if he wanted to get rid of a problem, Zhang Deng immediately pardoned all those who had hurt or deceived him: "All of you can receive my forgiveness."

Seeing that he was somewhat moved, Jia Ming seemed to want to say something, but Zhang Deng didn't want to listen anymore, so he quickly pushed the door open and left.

This is just a trivial matter in the busy and tight lighting days.

No matter how powerful those people who have been associated with him are, Zhang Deng still has to live his own life. After all, he can't proofread the manuscript himself.

But there have been a lot of strange things happening recently.

Many people said they had seen dragons, some had taken related videos, and even saw people flying in the sky. Everyone said that the world was coming to an end. Zhang Deng guessed that after the sky gate opened, the spiritual energy returned, the upward channel was also opened, and many people ascended.

I remember that time, the ascending channel was closed and everyone was trapped here. This world had been abandoned. It was said that there were too many bugs in this world and God didn't like it, so he closed it.

It was not until later that Zhang Deng realized that this might also be a scam. It was probably because these cosmic high-dimensional fugitives fled to the earth, causing it to become a new prison, and God was forced to close this world.

However, Zhang Deng didn't have the energy to pursue these things. These were stories that were too far away from him.

He neither practices cultivation nor seeks immortality. To him, life is just a cycle of birth and death, floating around. He is not interested in any of these things.

Zhang Deng still worked diligently every day. Qi Lin asked him if he wanted to write some articles. Zhang Deng agreed and wrote an article about feminism from a male perspective. He had almost no opinions, but just talked about several women he knew. The data in that article was very good.

Qi Lin asked him to continue writing. If there was content, he would write it. If there was no content, he would go for manuscript review. After the manuscript review was completed, he would go for live broadcast. Zhang Deng was so busy that he had a headache. Sometimes he got so angry that he even scolded his boss. After being scolded twice, Qi Lin didn't dare to play games in the office. He sat next to him, and the two of them broadcast live together, shouting 3/2/1 to upload the link.

Then not long after, Zhang Deng's novel suddenly became popular.

To be honest, it’s not that Zhang Deng’s writing is so good, but the development of the story is too abstract, as nonsensical as AI-generated ones. However, upon closer inspection, it seems that complete explanations have been given, making everyone feel addicted.

In particular, each character's personality, story, background, and the world each of them comes from are all explained extremely clearly, as if each person's story is enough to be the protagonist of a novel, but they are thrown together like a hodgepodge and stirred into a pot.

Everyone has a feeling that it is hard to tell whether it is a novel or reality, whether all this is really happening or just an illusion, and all the readers feel like they have gone crazy together.

Many people came to the forum after hearing the news. Zhang Deng's pseudonym was completely exposed, his identity was also revealed, and even his photos appeared in the comment section. Many girls felt pity for him when they saw his appearance. Zhang Deng thus experienced the second surge in fans in his life.

Zhang Deng held a live broadcast on a Friday night. He did not respond much to how his novel was written, but just introduced a friend to everyone.

He Xiaoqiu sat next to him, looking a little uncomfortable, which was rare.

Zhang Deng picked up a book and said, "Let me introduce it to everyone. This is He Qiu's new book, 'Comma Life'."

"I read it," Zhang Deng said. "It's very well written."

Many people knew about the two's relationship and were ticking "?" on the screen. Zhang Deng no longer cared much about their opinions, but He Xiaoqiu seemed to be getting more and more stiff. Zhang Deng said, "We had a big conflict in the past, which made everyone laugh. But we've known each other for many years and have a deep relationship. After we argued and cursed, we both missed each other very much after we separated, so we reconciled privately."

"I read He Qiu's new book. He plagiarized before, and he paid the price for it. He hasn't plagiarized again since. This is his own work, and he really loves words," Zhang Deng said. "I hope everyone can give him another chance."

He Xiaoqiu saw the overwhelming hostility on the public screen, and his hands turned cold. Zhang Deng then grabbed them. Zhang Deng calmly read a few comments and calmly responded to the hostility. He said, "He and Liu Yan haven't reconciled yet, but whether they reconcile or not is their own business. This is their private life."

Slowly, He Xiaoqiu was also infected by Zhang Deng's calmness and relaxed a little. Zhang Deng said, "Even if you really want to make money from everyone, it's not a shameful thing. Everyone needs to make money to eat."

Later, everyone's attention gradually turned to Zhang Deng's book. Zhang Deng said, "Someone asked me if I would publish it. I'm still considering it. We'll talk about it later. It doesn't matter."

Zhang Deng doesn't like to talk about his own affairs, and only picks out responses related to He Xiaoqiu. He Xiaoqiu also doesn't like topics related to himself, and only picks out responses related to Zhang Deng.

Many people asked where Wei Yuanye had gone. He Xiaoqiu said, "We were never together in the first place. Now we're just living our own lives."

Zhang Deng asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

He realized belatedly that he had been hiding the fact that they were in a relationship. At that time, Zhang Deng thought they might break up, so he didn't dare to show it off. But now that they really broke up, Zhang Deng was a bit desperate. He said, "Don't give me face. We broke up. I was dumped."

Everyone on the public screen was calling Wei Yuanye a beast in human form with a heart of gold, and a scumbag. Zhang Deng said, "You don't understand him at all. You're calling him names like he really is."

"I blocked him if he insulted me," Zhang Deng said. "He's like a psycho."

His personality is completely different from before. Maybe he has experienced too much and is no longer afraid of losing anything. He also doesn't want to please others. When encountering unpleasant things, he can't tolerate it at all. However, He Xiaoqiu's temper has improved a lot. He has been standing by to stop him from arguing with the people on the barrage.

One night, Zhang Deng enjoyed cursing very much.

Zhang Deng cursed back at those who cursed him, cursed at those who cursed Wei Yuanye, cursed at those who praised Wei Yuanye and said that Zhang Deng was not worthy of Wei Yuanye, cursed at those who cursed He Xiaoqiu, but Zhang Deng acted as if he didn't see anything and just ignored those who cursed Liu Yan.

Eventually, the number of viewers in the livestreaming room stabilized at over 4,000. Even before the livestreaming ended, there were still over 3,800 viewers. Even after the two of them turned off the livestream, He Xiaoqiu was still confused. He Xiaoqiu said, "You're going to be famous."

Zhang Deng was lying on the sofa, holding the kitten. His clothes seemed to be weighing down his frail figure. He waved his hand and said, "You can't make money from this kind of thing."

"I posted my novel on the forum for free," Zhang Deng said. "The live broadcast is for everyone to watch. I only sold your book for a while, and I was scolded."

He Xiaoqiu said: "But they will like your book!"

"There are still many unfamiliar people who come here just to see you," He Xiaoqiu keenly spotted a business opportunity. "You have to make this book a hit. How much money do you have?"

Zhang Deng said, "What for? About two hundred thousand."

"Use it to buy traffic," He Xiaoqiu said, "you'll definitely make money."

Zhang Deng rejected it without hesitation: "I don't want it."

He Xiaoqiu said, "How about this? I'll put up 400,000 yuan and you'll put up 200,000 yuan. When we make money, you just have to pay me back and I'll give you the rest."

Zhang Deng thought he was crazy: "What are you trying to do?"

He Xiaoqiu said, "I'll be your agent."

"You're cut out for this," He Xiaoqiu said. "Zhang Deng, you were born to do this. They all like you so much that even if you fart, they'll find it interesting. Just write. Once you finish this book, I guarantee you'll be famous."

Zhang Deng said, "You're crazy! You've been writing for so long just to be my agent?"

"I have no grudge against money," He Xiaoqiu said, "I'm just worried that you'll miss this opportunity."

"I won't spend money on this," Zhang Deng said, finding it difficult to describe his feelings. "I feel like I can't keep anything now, so I don't want to run anything anymore."

"I just want to live a simple life. I don't even need to be very happy," Zhang Deng said. "Even if I'm poor and a failure, as long as I'm peaceful, that's enough."

His spirit was almost exhausted by the torture of pain, but he was still alive. He didn't want to live a happy life with ups and downs, nor did he care whether his talent was buried. From then on, it seemed that all his actions in life were just to avoid pain.