Rebirth 09 to be a male god

Chapter 57
It took Zhou Muyan three years in his previous life to become famous in the online literary circle, but it took only three months after his rebirth to gather a large number of fans. The main reason is that at this time in 09, the online literary circle was really It belongs to the era of famine. In this era, the writers of online articles are crossing the river by feeling the stones, and at most they can only write [-] words a day. The small website has always been unknown in the original time and space, but because of Zhou Muyan's existence, it directly became the second place in the whole network. Now the small website directly treats Zhou Muyan as the God of Wealth.

So in such a position, Zhou Muyan published his new book as soon as the novel of the Three Kingdoms was finished—in those years, the opening chapter was actually quite boring, and a total of 3000 words were published, introducing the relationship between the protagonist Zhou Yuwen and the others. There is no Three Kingdoms Such a refreshing feeling, but it has more than [-] favorites just after it was released, and the comments said that they can't wait. Is it true that Su Qianqian and Qiao Linlin have accepted them all?
"Always support Lao Zhou!"

Zhou Muyan read the comments until one o'clock in the morning, and finally went to bed because he couldn't bear it anymore, but was woken up by a noisy phone call the next morning. Zhou Muyan fumbled for the phone in a daze, and was scolded by his mother when he came up.

"You have a lot of skills, right? If you have the skills, don't come back forever! You don't have my mother! I don't have your son!"

Zhou Muyan laughed loudly when he heard this, and coaxed his mother to say that this is for your convenience, so as not to bother you to come.

"Get lost! I'll treat you as my son!"

The mother repeated this sentence over and over again, and then Zhou Muyan made a hippie smile for a long time before the mother sighed and said: "Be careful over there, don't feel bad about money, go out, poor family and rich road, if you have no money, go to your father Yes, don't be polite to him."

After his mother calmed down, Zhou Muyan stopped smiling, and had a serious chat with his mother, saying that Mom is gone now, and you are also liberated, so treat yourself better and go out with Xia Xiaoxiao's mother more often. Don't feel bad about money, if you are short of money, ask your son for it, or ask my dad for it.

"Instead of asking him to give flowers to the little girl, he should give flowers to our mother."

After chatting for a few words, Zhou Muyan started losing his mind again, and was scolded by his mother. Zhou Muyan hung up the phone with a smile, and saw that it was past seven o'clock.

Zhou Muyan complained that his mother has really entered the age of the elderly. She woke up so early, and she didn’t feel sleepy at all. After thinking about it, she simply took a bath and changed into a clean white cotton T-shirt. Report to school, and you can sleep in the cage when you come back.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the air is fresh, and the gate of the small courtyard of Nantah University is already full of people. It is far away, and the taxis are blocked on the road. Private cars in front of them are honking their horns frantically. One point, the previous one said, if you have the ability, you should go first!
Looking at the license plates of these private cars, they come from all corners of the country, not only from within the province, but also from outside the province to Guangdong in the south, and Xinjiang in the north. In short, there are people from all over the provinces.

At eight o'clock, the sun had come out, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Zhou Muyan took a look that it was not far from the school, so he told his master that he should go there.

"Can you find it?"

"Just kidding, an out-and-out lazy Beijinger~" Zhou Muyan imitated his accent and got out of the car with a smile.

The closer to the school, the more people there are. You must know that it is only around [-] o'clock in the morning, and the school gate is densely blocked. It was not until entering the school that the situation improved a lot.

As soon as I entered the door, the Wutong Avenue that greeted my eyes was much better than Zhou Muyan High School. The Wutong Avenue here is called the real Wutong Avenue. , Walking under the sycamore tree, it is very cool.

In addition, there are completely two worlds inside and outside the school. The sun outside the school is directly shining, and there are endless noises in the ears. As a result, as soon as I entered the school, my ears suddenly became quieter. Although there are many students and parents who have registered to enter the school, there are obviously no The appearance of the off-campus vegetable market.

There are volunteers with red armbands nearby, handing out maps one by one, or guiding students and parents to the freshman registration office.

A primary school girl with a red armband saw Zhou Muyan coming alone, so she went up to ask if she was a freshman, but Zhou Muyan smiled at her, turned and left.

It made the young lady look confused, but Zhou Muyan's familiar appearance didn't look like a freshman, so she decided to receive it with another person.

Walking on the Indus Avenue of Nantah University, following the guide signs written on both sides of the road, Zhou Muyan found the freshman reporting office of his class. Although Zhou Muyan was not from Nantah University in his previous life, he had been famous for this first school for a long time, so he must have come here Having played it before, of course there was a period of emotional entanglement with the girls here, so Lu Zhou Muyan is familiar with it, and very familiar with it.

In the hot summer, no matter whether it is a freshman who just came to report, or a senior with long hair and a red armband, without exception, all of them are wearing short skirts and shorts, and even the bolder seniors wear their stockings Put it on, the freshmen report this day, also known as the large-scale fishing scene.

The registration office for freshmen is simply to set up a table under the plane tree, and then set up a sign, for example: Class 09, Department of Architecture, 1.

Zhou Muyan quickly found the class registration office. In construction class one, two women, one big and one young, were sorting out the materials. The older one was about 40 years old. She should be a senior teacher in the school and worked as a counselor in the class.

As for the younger one, he is also in his 20s, wearing a yellow cartoon T-shirt, light blue denim shorts, and a pair of jade legs. He has a good figure. He should be a junior or senior student and was sent to work as an assistant. Yes, in fact, it is to help the teacher with chores.

In 09, the Internet had begun to spread slowly. Older people may not be familiar with the new rules brought about by the digitization of all walks of life. Young people can understand everything.

Now the counselor is wearing glasses, listening carefully to the little girl explaining the contents of the form bit by bit.

Zhou Muyan just stood in front of the table, listening to the young girl explain to the middle-aged woman how to record the student files in the report, Zhou Muyan couldn't help laughing, thinking that it's still too simple, if it was for himself, he would directly form a group and share the dormitory Give him the keys, and then let them fill it out and hand it over to him before five o'clock, and tell them to fill it out carefully, because if they don't write it down, they will lose their admission qualifications. Aren't these college students still stupid enough to fill it out obediently?
(End of this chapter)