I asked you to write a book, not to disclose your criminal record!

Chapter 9 Technical Author

The spring breeze blows gently on the book of time.

In the blink of an eye, the night faded away and it was early morning.

The sky is clean and bright, and the sunlight shines into the room through the window, soft and warm, quiet and silent.

Outside the window, birds are chirping softly, as lively as a song.

Lin Chuan's keyboard was already making pleasant playing sounds, and the keycaps had been worn out by Lin Chuan's pressing.

Yes, Lin Chuan has already opened the book.

Early in the morning, as soon as Youyou came online, she helped Lin Chuan to handle the signing procedures.

Lin Chuan began to publish chapters frantically.

After all, for a novel of 100 million words, it would take a while just to publish those few hundred chapters.

Serial?

nonexistent!

Sign the contract and it’s done!
Until noon, all will be released.

Ding, the system panel is updated.

[Work: "The Tazza"]

【Status: Available】

[Popularity value (average subscription): 0/1000)]

"With one thousand average subscriptions, you can start your next career experience."

Lin Chuan said to himself.

Afterwards, he @all members in the reader group: Brothers, the new book has been released, welcome to subscribe!
This group of readers is always so active.

[Great! New book is here! ]

[I just got out of the detention center. Doesn’t the author want to write about the life of a thief? ]

[How did you end up in detention? ]

[Last time, I wanted to try out the author's lock-picking skills, so I pried open the door of the black-hearted manager, but I forgot that his house had surveillance cameras.]

【What a punishment! 】

【What new book has the author written? 】

【Cheater! 】

【I will be the first reader! 】

[I've been thirsty for a long time! ]

[I have entered the chess and card room, just waiting for the author's technical support! ]

This group of old readers opened "Qihang Novels" and quickly found Lin Chuan's new book through his author homepage.

"The Tazza"

This sight shocked the readers, and they all returned to the group and @林川.

[Author, you call this a new book? A new book with one million words?]

[Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare to curl up like this, right? It's too scary! ]

【Oh my god, what did I see? 】

【Author, please exercise moderation.】

[You should consider whether your colleagues can bear it if you are so aggressive! ]

……

Happy community.

In a slightly luxurious living room, a middle-aged man was slumped on the sofa, staring at the fish tank in front of him with lifeless eyes.

He was a little fatter and his hair was a little gray.

This middle-aged man was Lin Chuan’s landlord, Lao Zhang.

He was taken away yesterday for gathering for gambling and stayed in the police detention center overnight. He paid bail early this morning and finally returned home.

"I told you not to gamble, but you lost hundreds of thousands of dollars that night and ended up in the police station."

Zhang Xinxin sat opposite Lao Zhang and looked at her father unhappily.

Old Zhang's skin was a little loose, and he seemed to have aged several years overnight, and he had lost his energy and spirit.

“That’s all I have a hobby of.”

Old Zhang curled his lips in response to his daughter's rebuke.

Zhang Xinxin continued: "You call this a hobby, but that's gambling. Is it okay to touch it?"

Lao Zhang spread his hands and turned his head to the side: "If I don't play cards with my friends, what else can I do? Collecting rent all day, don't you get tired of it?"

Zhang Xinxin had a stern face.

Teach her father a lesson very seriously.

"There are a lot of hobbies you can develop. You can go out for a walk, watch videos, read novels, aren't those all good?"

"There are so many fun things to do, why do you have to gamble?" "Lin Chuan has been writing books for so long, but he still enjoys it, doesn't he?"

Facing his precious daughter, Lao Zhang knew he was in the wrong and quickly waved his hands: "Alright, alright, I won't gamble anymore. I'll just watch videos and read novels at home, okay?"

Zhang Xinxin then stopped talking: "Okay, I'll go check out the store."

Old Zhang watched Zhang Xinxin go downstairs and curled his lips.

Being a landlord is really boring.

Forget it, let’s read novels.

Lao Zhang took out his mobile phone, opened the application market, and downloaded the novel software.

"The Sailing novel has a lot of downloads. This is it."

But his mind was not on the novel, but on the gambling table where he had lost money the night before.

Think back to that night.

The reason why he lost so badly was not only because he got too excited, but also because his opponent was too lucky.

He suspected that the other party was cheating, but he couldn't find any evidence.

Some people insisted that the man was cheating and secretly called Yaoyaoling under the pretext of going to the toilet.

So, all of them were killed at once.

At this time, in the Qihang Novel App, big data accurately pushed several books to Lao Zhang.

"Gambling Without End"

"The Tazza"

"You've lost everything, why are you still gambling?"

Old Zhang glanced at it and fixed his eyes on the second book.

Trickster!

He suddenly became interested!

"If I knew some tricks, wouldn't I be able to defeat everyone in the card game?"

Lao Zhang entered the YY session.

Of course, he didn't expect to learn any tricks from the novel, but he thought that the novel might satisfy his unrealistic fantasies.

Lao Zhang clicked on "The Swindler" and glanced at the author's pen name: Lin, but did not stop and went straight to the main text.

"I am a con man... I am the one who does not gamble, and I am the ultimate winner."

"I can tell from the first glance that this kid Lin has never sat on a gambling table. There are many people who win in the casino, making millions at a time, faster than collecting rent."

Lao Zhang complained.

His brain was impassive and he automatically ignored this advice.

Gamblers won't listen to advice.

Lao Zhang flipped through a few pages, took a quick look, and frowned: "It seems to be well written."

"Hmm? And the dice listening technique?"

Old Zhang, who was slumped over on the sofa, sat up a little straighter.

His eyes fell on a few paragraphs of text:
'I watched intently and listened to the crisp sounds in the dice cup.'

'The master shook the dice cup and said: The dice have six sides, and each side has a different number of concave spots.'

"If you have studied physics, you will know that for dice made of the same material, the force determines the volume of the sound, and different concave points determine the different sounds of the collision."

'Listen carefully!'

"Pah! The dice fell!"

'...'

Old Zhang frowned and muttered, "When I was the representative of the physics department, I heard the physics guy talk about the propagation principle of sound. It seems to be like this."

After collecting rent for so many years, I have forgotten all the knowledge I learned in school.

Now, I seem to remember a little bit.

Lao Zhang continued reading with a eager mind.

In the book, the contrast in the sounds of each point landing on the ground is clearly written.

Now, Lao Zhang couldn't sit still anymore!

"Is this really the case?"

Old Zhang was very confused.

He immediately took out the dice from the drawer, put them in the dice cup, and planned to give it a try.

Lao Zhang sat up straight, holding the dice cup in his right hand and shaking it in the air, his eyes bright and with the concentration of a gambler.

He has good hearing and can clearly hear the sound of the dice falling into the dice cup.

Snapped!
The dice cup fell on the coffee table.

Old Zhang's eyes were burning: "I want to see if it's as you said!"