After twists and turns, Guo Jialin finally returned to the room.

Yu Xiaomiao is still broadcasting live, so Guo Jialin didn't bother her.

Guo Jialin walked into the room and said excitedly: "System, start the lottery."

The system's large turntable begins to rotate.

I saw Guo Jialin lyrics: "Get the fighting expert, draw the fighting expert."

Guo Jialin has now figured out the grading of the system, namely, entry-level, master, expert, and perfection.

If you draw a fighting expert, although it is not said that you can win ten, at least you will not panic even if you meet some bad guys. If your physical fitness can keep up, there are not many people who can beat Guo Jialin in fighting.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for drawing the skill: the ever-changing singing voice."

Host: Guo Jialin

Computer: Primary (only used to type)

Writing: Elementary (Thanks for compulsory education! He makes your composition barely qualified.)

Music: Beginner (barely not out of tune.)

Skill:

Don’t forget everything you see (because of the two souls, you have the ability to remember everything you see, of course it is impossible to remember everything you see before traveling through time.)

Hand speed max (Kato Eagle's essential skill)

Variety singing voice (it is said that it can sing a hundred sounds, and my mother no longer has to worry about being discovered by someone in women's clothing.)

Props:

Novel: "Fighting Breaks the Sky"

Animation: "Five Centimeters in Seconds"

Evaluation: It is a qualified miscellaneous fish.

Guo Jialin decisively ignored the systematic evaluation and looked at the skill he was drawn, giving him a subtle feeling.

"Don't worry, write it out in seconds first! I'll cry after watching this anime! Just wait and cry! Hahahaha."

After Guo Jialin issued the second-year declaration, he devoted himself to the novel career.

Because Guo Jialin rewrites the novel based on animation, he carefully looks at the actions and scenes of each character.

The afternoon passed quickly, and Guo Jialin finally finished writing the speed of five centimeters in seconds.

"Perfect, where are you posting now? If you set sail, no one may read it if you are too short. You have to post it on social software with a lot of traffic!"

"What do you send?" Yu Xiaomiao next to him said.

"Hey? Why are you here? Aren't you broadcasting live?" Guo Jialin was startled and asked.

"Don't I eat? I'm hungry. You haven't ordered takeout yet, so I had to call myself. It just so I'm fine. Let's see what you are doing. Are you writing a new book again?" Yu Xiaomiao looked at Guo Jialin's computer page curiously.

When Yu Xiaomiao came in, Guo Jialin was still typing, but his hand speed really shocked Yu Xiaomiao.

"Five centimeters in seconds? What does it mean?" Yu Xiaomiao asked, looking at the name of the novel.

"Hey! Do you know? It is said that the speed of second is five centimeters." Guo Jialin suddenly said.

"What does it mean?" Yu Xiaomiao asked strangely.

"The speed at which the cherry blossom petals fall is five centimeters in seconds," said Guo Jialin.

"Do you want to see the cherry blossoms?"

"No, didn't you ask what it means to have five centimeters in a second? I'll explain it to you!"

"Speak human words."

"Hey! No, look!" Guo Jialin sent a copy to Yu Xiaomiao and said.

"Don't look at me with that look. Who told you not to explain it clearly?" Yu Xiaomiao said angrily when she saw Guo Jialin's eyes caring for children with mental retardation.

However, Yu Xiaomiao still honestly opened Guo Jialin's novel.

While Yu Xiaomiao was reading the novel carefully, Guo Jialin continued to think about where to publish it.

"Or why do you post it on Weibo! Many people like to use Weibo now." Yu Xiaomiao said suddenly.

"Weibo! That's fine, anyway, the quality is here, I'm not afraid of trolls."

Guo Jialin is very skilled in downloading, installing, registering: your Miao Ye, and then posting a message.

The speed of five centimeters is divided into three small chapters, and Guo Jialin also divided into three chapters, but they were posted together. If they were posted one chapter a day, the novel would not be so attractive.

“小喵,你有微博吗?”

"Don't make a noise, I'm reading a book! I'll get the takeaway later. I'll order yours for you."

Yu Xiaomiao was already fascinated by reading books. She sat quietly beside Guo Jialin's bed, swinging her legs, which was very cute.

Guo Jialin really wanted to say at this time: "I envy you for being able to sit on a chair and swing around."

Of course, it is impossible to say it, but if you say it, you are afraid you will be beaten to death.

The takeaway arrived. Guo Jialin saw that Yu Xiaomiao was still reading the novel, so he didn't bother her and started eating it first.

"Sure enough, Sister Yifei is right! You still have to know how to cook."

Random task: Make a fried rice with eggs that Yu Xiaomiao praised.

奖励:厨艺精通.

注:时间截止到明天晚上

"Damn, I just sigh casually, don't be so serious! I can steam rice, so how can I get fried rice? There is no punishment anyway, and the reward is also optional, so why don't you do it!"

“进阶奖励:随机抽奖一次.”

"Uh...I'll try it!" Guo Jialin immediately changed his mind when he heard the random lottery. Compared to his proficiency in cooking, Guo Jialin is still very satisfied with the random lottery, such as hand speed max, hand speed max, and hand speed max.

Just as Guo Jialin was complaining about the system, he suddenly felt that someone had pulled his clothes. He turned his head and saw Yu Xiaomiao's tearful little eyes.

“怎么了?”郭嘉林温柔的问到.

But in fact, Guo Jialin smiled in her heart and sighed inwardly: "It turns out that the lethality of five centimeters in a second is huge."

"Why don't you let those two people be together? How can you be so cruel? Change the ending for me quickly." Yu Xiaomiao said angrily.

Guo Jialin was stunned for a moment. You can scold me, you can say, how can I make me change the ending? How can I make them cry after the ending? No, I have to make them cry for me.

So Guo Jialin said: "The ending is impossible to change, you think! If the ending is changed, will you still like this book? If the ending is that the two of you turn around, then see each other, end up getting married and having children, and then growing old together, will you still be moved?"

"This...but...but..." Yu Xiaomiao didn't know what to say. After she carefully applied it, it seemed that she had become much more dull, so she no longer had the desire to read this book.

"So, this ending is good, come and have a meal!" Guo Jialin said, coaxing Yu Xiaomiao.

"I'm not a child." Yu Xiaomiao kicked Guo Jialin.

Guo Jialin thought: "I don't know what's going on on Weibo."

Guo Jialin opened Weibo and found that only Yu Xiaomiao was the only fan, and he only read a few people at a speed of five centimeters in a second. He felt very miserable.

"Hey! It's a problem if no one looks at it!"
Chapter completed!