Divine Star System

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Zhang Yu disconnected the camera and microphone, and reconnected the on-hook recording and broadcasting. This is a seven-episode continuous broadcast, and the content is sufficient ... After completing today ’s live broadcast task, Zhang Yu ate something, and hurry up the episode The content of the code was published and posted to Vertex Novels Online.

Zhang Yu simply took a look at the various data on the Vertex Novel Network. He clicked on 152 points and collected 15 of them. The data has to be very good. But he wasn't worried, because this was just the beginning, and he was in no hurry at what level of smiles and pride.

Zhang Yu followed and looked at the message area again, most of them complained that the content in the book had not been explained by Feilong.com. It can be seen that most of the traffic is off-site search engines, which means that most of the messages are novels that were first heard on Feilong.com and then searched online. As for the apex station, because the work is not signed, it is naturally not recommended, and the update time is not fixed, so few people can see this book.

However, among so many messages, we can still see that there are messages from readers inside the station.

A netizen with an ID called "Big Blowing Sheep" left a message saying that this book is very good-looking and needs to be updated. The boy looks forward to seeing the rise of another great **** at his peak.

Another netizen with an ID of "Who is who?" Said that the author is well-versed in writing, has a good sense of rhythm, moderate plot control, but has great potential. At the same time, 100 vertices were rewarded as an encouragement.

Of course, aside from the good ones, there are also bad ones inside.

A guy with an ID called "Jiajiasezhenren" left a message saying that what **** novel is written in a mess, the character of the protagonist Lin Pingzhi is worse than shit. The writing was a bit off. The protagonist couldn't find the film anymore. He also ran out of a big brother. There is no plot, no plot, no writing, no writing, and the update time is messy and not fixed at all. If this level can become a god, I can eat all the computers.

Zhang Yu saw that this was also speechless, but Xiao Ao's original works were not changed by himself. Of course, he couldn't change because he didn't have that level. Such a divine book was actually evaluated as less plot by others, no writing, no shit. Are there anyone in this world who can write books? Thinking of this, Zhang Yu added the essence of this "Jiajia real man" message, and then put it on top, intending to see how he would eat a computer in the future.

Busy for a small day, Zhang Yu finally got the task set for each day, and looked at his own data ... fans grew by one more.

Zhang Yu saw that the prestige had already exceeded a hundred. Naturally, he chose to redeem it first. At the same time, the prestige decreased by 100 points.

Zhang Yu was very happy at this time. This was the first point of the mall that he earned by his own efforts. It was an epoch-making first step and proved that he could be self-sufficient.

After everything was done, Zhang Yu was a little hungry and decided to get some food first.

Zhang Yu came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to take a look. Basically, there were no dishes, and there were a few potatoes. After thinking about it, I decided to have a hot and sour potato shred.

Hot and sour potato shreds, Zhang Yudao will do. In any case, they are all in their thirties. Although they were not married on the earth, they lived alone for many years and tempered themselves. There are still two brushes on their hands. But if you can do it, you can do it well. That's another matter. The potato shreds may seem simple, but they are not easy to fry. If you do n’t master the heat, they wo n’t be crispy, and naturally they will not taste.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu had a clever idea, didn't he have the skills? I was idle, so I could use it! Thinking of this, Zhang Yu immediately opened the mall, found the skills of a chef, and clicked.

Name: Zhang Yu

Total followers: 96

Reputation: 15 (exchange mall points / 100/1)

Title: Passerby A

Attribute: None

Physical skills:

1. Never forget (God / Full)

2. Strong as a mountain (junior / upgrade 100 points)

3. Spit lotus (beginner / upgrade 20 points)

4. Memory retrieval (primary / cooling time / 26 days / upgrade 100 points)

professional skill:

1. Storytelling Skills (Elementary / Upgrade 3 points)

2. Home cooking (beginner / upgrading 5 o'clock)

Mall points: 1 (points)

System lottery: 0 (times)

After Zhang Yu had the ability to cook home-made dishes, he felt that there was something in his body. If he wants a small trial with a bull's knife, first wrap the remaining rice at noon in a fresh-keeping bag and put it in the microwave to heat it. Then opened the refrigerator and took out the potatoes.

When Zhang Yuzheng was planning to sharpen Huo Huo to the potatoes, the sound of opening the door sounded, and her mother Yu Meixiu pushed in and came in ...

Zhang Yu said: "My mother is back! I haven't seen you for a few days. Is the unit so busy lately?"

Yu Meixiu seemed a little tired, nodded weakly, and said, "Yeah! It's the peak production season recently. Leaders are holding fast! Son, you have to cook! Come, let mom come." Then he took off his coat, hung it up, and picked up the apron.

Zhang Yu saw her mother look a little tired, and naturally said, "Mom! Let me do it! You look tired, sit for a while, and it will be all right."

Of course, Yu Meixiu knew that Zhang Yu would cook himself. For this son, he was apologetic. But there is no way. For a woman, raising a child alone while taking care of making money to support the family, no one is three-headed and six-armed, naturally there is no way to be perfect.

Of course, aside from all kinds of reasons, Yu Meixiu, as a traditional mother, was not used to letting her son cook when he was at home on weekdays: "Let me do it! You went to school the other day. It's tiring! "After that, I put on my apron.

Zhang Yuwenyan said, walking to Yu Meixiu, she took off the apron that had been hung on her neck by her mother, and said, "Mom! I'm tired again, and I'm not as tired as you! You can rest assured that your son has grown up, already No need to help me walk. "

Upon hearing this, Yu Meixiu felt a little moist in her eyes and a little tremor in her heart, but of course she had a disdainful expression on her face, saying, "Hum! The hair hasn't even grown up yet. What man is in front of me!"

When Zhang Yu saw this, his heart also raised a strong affection, and said, "It's no wonder I, old woman! One day, the boy must learn to pretend to be a man. Rest assured, mom, I will be like a real man in the future. From this home, you will always wait for happiness! "

When Yu Meixiu heard this, she seemed to be unable to control her tears anymore. The crystal tears slipped down her cheeks naturally. She turned her head quickly, afraid that her son would see it, and wiped it with her hands. As a woman who has carried the pressure of life for many years, it is quite a distant thing to cry in front of her son, and she has even forgotten what it feels like. You have to know that since her husband disappeared suddenly and silently, he has been raising this son by himself. How difficult can it be that the two words can be explained clearly.

"Okay mom! Don't cry." Zhang Yu persuaded, and at the same time he rolled his eyes and smiled: "Isn't it outside that the iron lady Yu Meixiu is rumored, don't you bow your head when you meet a devil! It's not like you! Old lady. "

"Shit! It ’s a **** thing to you, it ’s a joke!" Yu Meixiu heard the anger on her face, and wiped away the tears on her face with her hands. She sighed angrily: "Okay, I Go wash and wash your face. I'll leave the food to you! You can get me something delicious! Don't try to fool the old lady. "After finishing talking, I went to the bathroom to wash.

Zhang Yu saw her mother leave and put on her apron. Turned back and picked up the potatoes, peeled and washed skillfully, put it on the chopping board, and picked up a kitchen knife again.

As soon as Zhang Yu started using this kitchen knife, I immediately felt a kind of handy feeling. A master's spirit was born spontaneously. At the same time, my heart was pleased. Hey, the craft is a living treasure. The world is not hungry. My brother will never be sorry for my belly Already.