In the middle of the ancient village, a towering divine tree with bright yellow talismans wrapped around the waist and white silk ribbons hanging on the branches.

Like an old man who has experienced a vicissitudes of life, he spread his thick arms gently, and cast small fans as he swirled, leisurely falling golden leaves.

Simple thatched huts with wooden shirts made of bones, yellow mud was applied to the walls, thatched on the roof, and thick branches were surrounded by simple thatched huts scattered all over the village.

The hiking chickens clattered in front of the door and behind the house, and the roaring deer cries came from the fields behind the village. What a beautiful view of the farmhouse and pastoral scenery.

It’s a pity that young men and women were wearing white coarse linen clothes, gray leg tying pants, or cherry-colored pink dresses and pleated ink skirts.

Between the houses of the village, yelling and chasing chickens and deer wandered around, stirring up the originally warm village with chaos and uneasy chickens and dogs, seriously destroying the peaceful and leisurely atmosphere between the countryside.

Zhao Qianyi, who was covered in a dull face, was wearing a pair of shorts that could only cover up shame, and stood in the rushing crowd with bare shirtlessness.

But the endless crowds of people around him turned a blind eye to his weird guy who exposed his body in broad daylight and was as if he had been used to this kind of scene.

Just when Zhao Qianyi was struggling whether to cover his crotch or his face.

Several young men, who were also shirtless in shorts, appeared next to him as if they were almost flashing.

Among them, there was even a girl who had one more cover than a man, who was also wandering around him without any scruples, not caring about the sight of the crowd around him.

Zhao Qianyi then let go of his shame and freed up his mind to think about why he suddenly appeared in this suspected rural area.

The most important thing is... He raised his white and slender hands, placed them in front of him and observed them carefully, then looked down at his smooth and tight belly.

Who can tell him how he suddenly changed from a greasy middle-aged fat man to a pretty boy?

Although he suddenly became twenty years younger, Zhao Qianyi was particularly surprised and excited.

But he remembered that the moment before, he was still sitting in front of the computer and was trying hard to keep up with all attendance?

The insignificant full attendance award for those great authors, but for him, the underlying coder who relies on full attendance to collect the royalties, accounts for the vast majority of his income.

So much so that after working on the New Year’s Eve dinner, I had to leave my family who were gathered together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and hid in the study alone to chase the manuscript, hoping to get enough of today’s updated words before midnight to keep my hard-earned full attendance award.

But the more anxious you are, the more confused your mind will be.

The uninspired Zhao Qianyi almost copied and copied enough words before 00:00.

I quickly opened the author's backstage and counted down to the ten seconds before the New Year's Eve bell rang in the TV in the living room.

Copy and paste the latest chapter just coded, click the update button with almost trembling fingers, and publish it!

However, just as he was relieved and ready to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw that the update time of the latest chapter was actually "02-12-00:00"!

One second, just one second later, and his attendance is gone!

Zhao Qianyi felt his heart pounding, and the blood in his body seemed to rush into his mind, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Do you know how important a novel's full attendance award is to a flop writer who is middle-aged but accomplished nothing and needs to support his family and serve his parents?

The ears buzzed, and the anxiety, regret, anger, and depression in the mind were mixed.

The great pressure made him, the man, want to howl wildly, collapse and cry, smash and destroy to vent.

But he dared not!

I dare not shout because I am afraid of scaring my family, not daring to cry, but I am afraid of losing face.

He dared not to smash and destroy the keyboard and screen in front of him were quite expensive. If he smashed it, it would only make the family that was not wealthy, so he could only grit his teeth and clench his fists to endure it.

But the strong negative emotions that surged into my heart and the thunderous heartbeat in my ears made Zhao Qianyi feel that his temples were so swollen that it hurt, and his mind seemed to be about to explode.

So, the next moment, he felt his brain that was tense to the limit suddenly loosens, and his consciousness suddenly spread infinitely, and his eyes fell into darkness...

When Zhao Qianyi regained consciousness again and opened his eyes, what he saw was the bizarre large group excitement scene in front of him.

Everything seems so strange, but it is inexplicably a little familiar. It seems that I have seen such a scene there?

"I'm..."

"I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I'm so angry?"

"What's going on now? Am I traveling through time? Or am I reborn?"

Zhao Qianyi looked around with a little confused: "Or, is this a dream?"

He reached out and patted his cheeks, which felt touched, but after he pinched it hard, he found that it didn't hurt at all. Emmm~ It turned out to be a dream!

Although I don’t understand why I am so awake in my dream and why the dream scene is so real, clear and specific, Zhao Qianyi gradually relaxed.

There are inevitably many things to do during the Chinese New Year. If you are all attending, you will be gone. Just work hard next month.

Under the pressure of supporting his family, he has been in a hurry to write during the Chinese New Year, and he also needs to relax and let himself have a good rest to relieve his accumulated anxiety.

Zhao Qianyi, who had no psychological burden, began to look at his "dream" curiously.

This feeling of being in a dream but clearly knowing that he is actually dreaming makes him feel a little new but not strange.

As for dreaming, everything is there, but it is not surprising to dream of anything.

But after observing for a while, Zhao Qianyi looked at the crowd chasing chickens and deer around him with some surprise.

He looked at the tall ginkgo tree surrounded by a circle of low wooden fences not far away, and murmured to himself in certain uncertainty: "Is this... Ginkgo Village?"

Ginkgo Village is an antique online game with a history of 20 years of operation. It is one of the birthplaces of players in "Legend of Mafa", commonly known as the "novice Village".

Zhao Qianyi, who was middle-aged, happened to be the first batch of old players in this game back then.

This one was criticized by the new generation of players, thinking that the picture was rough, the operation was brainless, the content was boring, the background was thin, and there was no connotation or educational significance.
Chapter completed!