The Year of Rebirth

World Literature Network?

The finger that slid the screen stopped, and Su Liunian pulled back the information that was just pulled over.

The World Literature Network was established 200 years ago. It is a worldwide literature website jointly built by the Alliance of Nations. It is divided into several national sections. The country has set up a special department for management, and each city also has a branch.

The World Literature Network is divided into various areas, and there are many sections, covering various literary forms, and is committed to creating literature that belongs to the world, and among them, China is the main one.

Su Liunian didn't know anything about the top ten famous families in the alliance and the seven chaebols in Huaguo. He always ignored these things that were far away from his life, even though the Su family was one of the seven chaebols , and ranked seventh.

Su Liunian's eyes lit up when he saw what he wanted to see, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up. World Literature Network and so on, for him now, it couldn't be more timely.

After opening the webpage and inquiring about the laws and regulations on writing and copyright, Su Liunian made a decision.

Entering the password to open the personal panel, he looked at the account in silence, glanced at the name, still felt a little alienated, but sighed weakly.

The original owner of this body is also the owner of those memories, with the same name as him, also called "Su Liunian".

Back then, the boy's mother hesitated when naming him, but finally settled on "Fleeing Years" instead of "Xuannian" according to the family typesetting.

After deducting the estimated tuition fees, Su Liunian calculated that the remaining money would be enough for him to support him for a long time, and in the end he could last a month happily.But after that, he might not even be able to afford low-rent housing from the government, even if the rent is very low.

Worrying about his future life, Su Liunian strangled his idea of ​​going out for a walk to better understand the world and pushed him into the bottomless abyss.

Then I opened the World Literature Network and began to struggle.

First of all, he needs to understand what excellent literary works the world has so far.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. Without understanding the literary composition of this world, Su Liunian felt that he could not do anything.Writing is actually a very sacred thing. For an author, the feeling of constructing a world for readers to experience, and writing a story to tell their own feelings are the things they are most happy to do.

But at present Su Liunian is very short of money, one month later it will be the day when he fills out the application form, if he can't make any money before then, he will really have to live on the street.

So what he needs to write now is not to write out what he wants to say, but to cater to the readers, at least to make his reputation first, and only if he does not starve to death as a prerequisite, all the following things can be established.

After picking out a few articles that had been on the recommendation list for a long time, Su Liunian retreated to the bed, ready to fight for several days and nights.

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The sunlight outside the house was just right, and the halo was scattered all over the floor through the window. On the small bed in the center of the room, a fluffy head protruded from the white sheet.

The hair was messed up, and the oversized T-shirt was hanging on the side, which made the young man thin.His eyes were half closed, and because he felt the warm sunshine, the boy rubbed the pillow he used as a hug pillow contentedly.

Accompanying the boy with a "beautiful" face, if this scene is painted, it must have a special charm.It's just that the faint black-blue color in front of the young man's eyes instantly ruined this slightly small and fresh scenery.

Su Liunian has been reading novels for a week day and night, and roughly browsed the works of those aunts in this world.

The novels that one can't wait to finish reading in one sitting flowed in front of him like water. This week really tormented Su Liunian thoroughly enough. He didn't stop until not long ago. He sighed and opened his eyes. If he didn't open it, he fell directly under the bed and fell asleep.

After summarizing, Su Liunian's conclusion was still beneficial to him.

Although there are many literary works in this world, there are really few high-quality works, and those that can be called classics were all rescued in that world-destroying disaster.As far as the current average level of the masters of the World Literature Network is concerned, Su Liunian feels that he is still sure.

So after a week, Su Liunian logged on to the World Literature website again, and then chose the author to apply.

The author application on the World Literature Network is bound to the DNA of the citizen’s identity code that has been recorded in the book. Each person can only register one author number. Once registered, the author’s pen name cannot be changed. Seal pen" two options.

Once the former is implemented, all works under this pseudonym will be deleted, and all records will disappear, which can be said to be a very extreme method; while the latter is slightly more moderate. After the author closes the pen, he can apply to reopen the account, although The process is complicated, but the advantage is that the article can be preserved without affecting readers' reading.

But those who choose these two options rarely do so. In this era, pen names are actually more like a sacred belief for authors.

Standing on the virtual network, water dripped down in front of Su Liunian's eyes, and ripples appeared in the void. As the amount of water increased, a water curtain appeared in front of his eyes. On the water curtain, ink characters slowly ooze out. It is a freehand "" Word.

The water curtain murmured and trembled suddenly, wrapping Su Liunian's people in the water.

Not long after, a gentle female voice sounded in my ears.

"The identity information has been entered, do you want to start filling in the author's information?"

Su Liunian clicked the "Confirm" button above the floating water layer in front of him.

"Enter the author's information, please enter a pen name."

Su Liunian's eyes flickered, and he typed in the words "Lifetime in writing" in the input box.

"There is no duplicate pen name, please select the author's avatar."

Su Liunian directly chose the dark picture.

"Please fill in your profile."

Su Liunian thought for a while, then raised his hand and typed the sentence.

"I want to write a world that belongs to me."

He wanted to remember that memory in this way, and he wanted it to be known instead of rotten in his heart.Sooner or later, he will let the past world reappear under his pen.

"The information is filled in, please confirm again."

Click Confirm.

"Data generation, the highest level of confidentiality is enabled for user personal data. After registration, please upload your work within three months."

The water layer in front of him fell directly under his feet in the next second and disappeared without a trace.

Su Liunian stared at the ground under his feet for a moment, then smiled, let himself fall on the pure white ground, and slowly sank into it.

When he opened his eyes again, what floated in front of him was the water curtain that had just disappeared, but although it looked similar, it was very flat and there were no water ripples.And the interface opened in front of him is the author control interface of World Literature Network.

Everything he sees now actually comes from the pair of glasses he is wearing at the moment, that is, the optical brain.These images are all virtualized by an optical brain, that is to say, he is currently in the virtual network.

Su Liunian didn't comment on the world's technological level. He opened the author's over-control interface, logged into the forum of World Literature Network, found a group account of a discussion group by the way, and then logged into a chat software similar to QQ, and added it. .

Naturally, he didn't have these softwares in his predecessor, and he was basically isolated from the outside world. Even the optical brain that Su Liunian is using now, he bought it with all his heart, and it is already very old-fashioned.

What kind of chat software "QWQ" or software similar to "Weibo", the original body has never been in touch with, which is cheap for Su Liunian, there are no netizens, and he doesn't have to bother to pretend to be the original body.

That boy's only relatives left in this world are his father and his two older brothers whom his mother often mentioned...

But if they didn't come to the door, Su Liunian put it aside for the time being.

After the application was approved, Su Liunian successfully broke into the enemy's interior.

To write a book that can be liked by others, the first condition must be to attract people's attention.He doesn't have time to investigate which subject is the most popular now, or which type of article is more popular, so the most direct and easy way is to mix in some readers.

[Capturing the wild god--Xiao Zi ＿(:з"∠) ＿ The panic is so scary... I need spiritual food

[Red Apricot Comes Out of the Wall-Happy] Only provide physical ♂ physical ♂ satisfaction, if you are spiritually empty, sorry, there is nothing you can do.Xiaoxiao, why not come to my bowl, I am ♂ satisfied♂satisfied♂you♂

[When Spring Comes - Quickly] Red apricots are blooming outside the wall, and there are a few dishes in the bowl (⊙ω⊙')

[Catch the wild god--Xiao Zi upstairs show affection and be careful to share quickly o (￣ヘ￣o#)

[Qingqing, my life--Xiaolei] My soul fades away from you!Didn't you see the newcomer?If you scare me away, I will never end with you!Quickly pick up all the morals on the ground!ヽ ('Д)

[Catch the wild god-Xiao Zi (⊙o⊙) newcomer!

[Unfavorable fleeting years]...

[When spring comes a few times-quickly] Ah Le, is the newcomer Xiaozhengtai or Xiaolioli, please tease uncle ╮(╯3╰)╭

[There is a literary shortage every day-Susu] Is it okay to change the name like this?Also, uncle, if you indulge ♂ desire ♂ too much ♂♂♂, you won’t be able to post it~

[Red apricot comes out of the wall--happy] Puff, the molester is constantly molesting o (*≧▽≦) ツ┏━┓

[Catch the wild god--Xiao Zi is finally a newcomer and hug her thighs! ! !Ask for a recommendation! ! !

[Every day there is a literary shortage-Susu] I am suffering from a literary shortage... I really don't want to be hungry...

[Several times when spring comes-quickly] Is this a black-bellied beauty~~~(~﹃~)~Hey, I like it.Beauties have to believe that Uncle is very healthy, you can try it

[Every day is a literary shortage--Susu] It’s much easier to be unhealthy than healthy. I still have time to flush it out with a knife in my hand^_^

[When Spring Comes - Quickly]...

[Qingqing my life-Xiao Lei] Sure enough, blackening is the only way to cure these wretched people and relieve their hatred!Newcomer, hold your thighs, please be sure to stay here QAQ... I can't control them by myself.

[Every day there is a shortage of literature--Susu] Just call me Susu... As long as the room manager doesn't kick me out, I won't leave^_^

[Hong Xing came out of the wall--Happy] The name looks like a girl... no wonder she is so cruel...

[Every day there is a shortage of words--Susu] This is the surname... because I can't think of any nickname... I'm from a man...

[Qingqing, my life-Xiaolei] What a Susu!I am the head of the room, Xiaolei!Just because Susu and I have the same surname, I will cover you!If these perverts dare to tease you, you will castrate them!

[Hong Xing came out of the wall--Happy]... There is an ominous premonition...

[There is a shortage of literature every day--Susu] Then I will not be polite ^_^ That's right...what is my life?

[Qingqing, my original life--Xiao Lei] Actor Su~(≧▽≦)/~Qingqing is one of the most perfect people in this world!

[Capturing the wild god--little love is broken...Susu, you stepped on the thunder!retreat quickly!As soon as the head of the office becomes infatuated, he will start swiping the screen with Su Xuanqing's photos! ∑ (っ°Д°;) っ

[There is a literary shortage every day--Susu] Su... Xuanqing?

[Several shots when spring comes - quickly] Humph!It's not just a dead-faced and arrogant one!I only enjoy torturing people every day!

[Hong Xing came out of the wall--Yi Le] Be careful to be blackmailed by the head of the room, and it is heinous to speak ill of King Su in front of her.

[Several shots when spring comes—quickly] It's okay, as soon as she becomes nympho, she will stare into Su Xuanqing, and no one can see into it except that man.

【There is a literary shortage every day--Susu】...

Because the head of the room really started swiping the screen with Su Xuanqing's photos, Su Liunian silently left the chat room with mixed feelings.

The face on the photo is familiar because of the memory brought by the boy, but it is strange because of him himself. Although he doesn't know much, Su Liunian still remembers clearly that this man named Su Xuanqing is the one with this body. The second brother in name.

King Su...

Taking off the optical brain, he stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom and looked at the body... He couldn't help lowering his eyes.

showbiz...entertainment...

Su Liunian poured cold water on his face.

For such a circle, he still couldn't let go...