After each of them was about the club they were about to join, the few people imagined that after joining the club, they would engage in various activities related to their hobbies, and they would be able to participate in the future and would be more likely to emerge from it, ending the discussion about the club.

It was getting late, and after a few people discussed the activities that the school would hold in the next few days, Zhao Mu turned on the computer and found that the network in the dormitory was ready, so he began to prepare his routine codec work every day, and the other people finally took out their computers to do their own things.

Lu Da and Zhou Hua both took out the laptops that cost over 10,000 yuan that the fruit company had just been listed in a few years. When Zhao Mu was surprised by the rich people of the two, he found that Huang Yan, who looked at the average family situation, also took out the high-end laptops that the fruit company had excellent performance this year, specially prepared for programmers. Zhao Mu sighed to the three of them: "A few rich people, I agreed that we will be good friends from now on."

Facing Zhao Mu's words, Lu Da and Zhou Hua smiled modestly, and the honest Huang Yan scratched his head and said to Zhao Mu: "Haha, this computer is a small program I tried to write this summer vacation and was bought by a local company. I bought a computer that I used this money to make it easier to write programs in the future."

"Damn, youngest, okay, it seems that your computer should cost tens of thousands of yuan. It's only tens of thousands of yuan to write a small program during the summer vacation. OK." Zhou Hua couldn't help but say to Huang Yan when he heard Huang Yan's words. When he heard Zhou Hua's words, Lu Da and Zhao Mu both looked at Huang Yan with surprise.

"Youngest, yes, I started writing my current novels this summer vacation. I haven't seen the money yet, so you can write a program for tens of thousands of yuan. Tell me, how much did you buy your program?" Zhao Mu said to Huang Yan with a sour look on his face.

"Well, it's not like you said to write a program by the way. That program still took me a lot of effort, and it happened to be sold for an integer of 100,000 yuan."

"Damn, Niu b." When he heard what Huang Yan said, Lu Da, who was quite calm on the side, couldn't help it, and said a swear word with Zhou Hua and Zhao Mu.

"Haha, okay, why are you so surprised?" Seeing the performance of several people, Huang Yan scratched his head and said with a smile.

Hearing Huang Yan's words, Zhao Mu, Zhou Hualuda and the other two looked at each other, rushed towards Huang Yan, hugged Huang Yan, and said, "Local tyrant, please accept my knees and let's be friends."...

After a long time of fighting, the few stopped and then started to do their own things. Lu Da was watching some fitness videos and other things. Zhou Hua was chatting with friends online, Huang Yan was typing codes that several people couldn't understand on the computer, and Zhao Mu started his own typing work...

When Zhao Mu was working hard to write, when it was eleven o'clock, Zhao Mu's eyes darkened, and the lights on the dormitory suddenly went out, which made Zhao Mu almost curse. Then, after Lu Da's reminder, he realized that the school dormitory began to force the lights to turn off at eleven o'clock, which made Zhao Mu speechless. Fortunately, the work in his hand was almost done soon, and after several months of typing, Zhao Mu became very familiar with his keyboard. So Zhao Mu completed his typing work under the faint light of the computer, and quickly uploaded the chapters to complete the update of his work.

After completing the update of his work, Zhao Mu felt for the first time that the school dormitory was inconvenient for him. For Zhao Mu, he usually had to go to bed around 12 o'clock in the evening, and the previous time was basically spent in front of the computer. The school forced the lights to turn off at 11 o'clock, and the other people in the dormitory went to bed earlier than Zhao Mu. At around 11 o'clock, they were basically going to bed to rest. Zhao Mu's work and rest time was obviously different from them. In this case, either Zhao Mu changed his work and rest time, but now Zhao Mu has basically gotten used to his current work and rest time, or Zhao Mu insisted on his work and rest time. However, even if he was doing his own thing, he would try to make light moves as much as possible, but it would still affect the few people in the dormitory to a greater or lesser extent.

On Zhao Mu's entertainment road, it is definitely not just about writing novels like now. There will definitely be other actions in the future, which will definitely affect the few people in the dormitory. Therefore, Zhao Mu had the idea of ​​moving out of the dormitory and renting a house outside in the future. However, according to Zhao Mu's current financial situation, he had to temporarily live in the school dormitory. Moreover, it feels a bit bad if he just entered the school and did not live in the dormitory. Zhao Mu decided to temporarily change his habits and try to go to bed early in the evening to avoid disturbing the few people in the dormitory. His typing work can only be advanced. Fortunately, his hand speed will definitely increase after the next time he is promoted, so that the time spent on typing will be reduced accordingly, so that he can go to bed early to rest.

Thinking about how I stopped my hands, I turned off the computer, finished my own washing and lay on my own bed to rest...

Lying on the bed, playing with your phone, and finding some materials for your works. Lu Da, Zhou Hua and Huang Yan were also playing with your phone and not sleeping yet. A beautiful and beautiful voice from Xiaoxing, who had been missing for a long time, suddenly came from Zhao Mu's mind: "Di, the host's work has been subscribed for the first time, and the writing achievement system has been officially opened. The achievement value obtained, the host's level is improved, and the writing inspiration has received a reward of improving some attributes."

"Huh?" Zhao Mu was stunned after hearing the long-lost Xiaoxing's voice. Then, after reacting that he had upgraded and received additional rewards, he was happy and almost laughed. He was just thinking that he would bring a pillow when he was sleepy. He was just thinking that after his level was increased, his hand speed could be increased, and he could spend less time typing by himself, and he could go to bed as soon as possible to avoid affecting the rest of the people in the dormitory.

Zhao Mu turned over and got up, turned on his computer and quickly logged into Innovation Chinese to check the achievements of his works. Lu Da, Zhou Hua and others saw Zhao Mu's actions, and Zhou Hua asked Zhao Mu: "Three, what are you doing? What are you doing suddenly getting up and turning on the computer?"

While logging in to his account, Zhao Mu saw that his work's subscribe status was conspicuously subscribed 1, he concealedly said: "Oh, I suddenly remembered to look at the current subscription status of my work. Haha, now my work has finally started to subscribe, and it is directly subscribed to all chapters. It seems that someone has finally begun to appreciate my work. Let me see, it was subscribed by a netizen called "The Voice of the Prodigal Son".

"Oh, so fast?" Zhou Hua said inexplicably when he heard Zhao Mu's words.

"What?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's a good thing if someone subscribes, so take a break soon."
Chapter completed!