Chapter 2

Song Dawei, a 33-year-old engineer in 2016, is a mobile game engineer with both parents, unmarried love, work is OK, salary is OK, and life is very ordinary, until he was bombed with a charged four-star mobile phone, he There are almost no waves in your life. Take a look at online novels, YY's girl group, chasing footworkers, and a large collection of foot basins. **** Download and watch big American dramas and collect beautiful pictures of Victoria's Secret Angels. A complete technical home full of fantasy.

To tell the truth, apart from programming, letting him write novels is nothing short of horrible. Of course, he did n't read the web less. All kinds of wild ideas can still be used for reference. The integration of soul memory and English writing is not very difficult. thing.

Hollywood! Andy muttered a sentence. His favorite thing in the past life is to watch American blockbusters. It is better to find a future movie blockbuster into a novel. Anyway, with the bones of the novel, add content to it, and it should be very simple. Right.

An inexplicable thought suddenly popped out of his head, making him breathless, a vertigo, Song Dawei braced his hands on the floor glass, shook his head painfully, trying to put his mind in the way of dozens of moving cars passing through each other Scrambled memory fragments drove out.

Buzz.

Song Dawei straightened his body hard, tasted a bit of blood in his mouth, wiped his hands, and his nose was bleeding again. I walked into the bathroom to wash my nosebleed and looked at myself in the mirror with water stains on my face.

If this is the benefit of traversal, then will I have nosebleeds! Just now, those memory fragments in the brain went wild and regrouped into their original appearance. That was to blow up several movies, music and chase episodes stored in the memory of his phone, and a dozen novels.

However, sadly, only two or three of the more than a dozen novels are available. The rest are all Chinese texts, and several of the movies are series. They should have been filmed long ago, and there was no plagiarism at all. There are many opportunities for music in English. Although no one can say that there is a problem with a writer suddenly starting to write a song, but it also needs a reasonable opportunity to come out, right?

What makes Song Dawei most depressing is that all mobile games in the phone's memory have not appeared. Of course, he can develop even if there is no memory. After all, he relies on developing mobile games to eat.

Now we must first continue Andy Smith 's identity. Any abrupt changes may cause questions to those around him and his loved ones. Therefore, be a good writer, then write a novel to make money, and develop a mobile game when the smartphone is released. The company went public to become a new IT rich, and those beauties who had let him through the screen YY said that they could not be touched.

Wiping the dry and pale face, combing the dark hair, looking at the features in the mirror, "still pretty handsome, a little younger version of Kinu Reeves." Song Dawei narcissistically caressed his face, sinking deeply A pair of lake-blue eyes in the eye socket exuded a deep luster.

He is 188 tall and weighs only 110 kilograms. How does this work? Song Dawei looked at the thin body. Against the white skin, the whole person was like a sick patient.

The most important thing right now is to take care of yourself. While looking at the yellow liquid **** out from the big Ding Ding, to his satisfaction, Song Dawei knew that his body was on the verge of collapse.

Walking into the luxurious cloakroom barefoot, looking at the dazzling array of clothes and shoes, Song Dawei couldn't help sighing that the tyrant's world was really happy. Open all drawers, watches, glasses, tie, underwear, socks neatly filled all the space.

In the past, Song Dawei was myopia and always wore glasses. Although there is no problem with the eyes of this body, he still found a pair of black-framed glasses with light brown lenses and took out a Cartier watch on his wrist. Struck in love.

Pick up a rectangular black velvet-wrapped box and open it. There is a black Montblanc fountain pen. Song Dawei shook his head and grinned as he pulled out the fountain pen.

Put on white CK underwear, and found a set of gray shamrock hoody pants. The pants were a little longer, a bit moppy, and I took the socks into a pair of Adi's white sneakers.

Hold your shoes in your left hand, play with a pen in your right hand, and enter the living room. A luxurious large sofa almost surrounds the entire living room. The coffee table in the middle can almost be used as a bed. The carpet on the ground is very delicate, very soft and feels good. After all, last night Fainted on it for a long time.

Throw your shoes on the ground and walk to the kitchen. The main body of the villa is two floors above and below, 4 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms, two fireplaces, study room, gym, game room, movie screening room, and a large geometrical swimming pool built around a dozen tall palm trees outside. The lawn and various vegetation trees Wrap the entire villa in the middle. The entire villa covers an area of ​​about 700 square meters. The kitchen is very big. The open kitchen with cabinets in the style of Nakajima is very good.

The large refrigerator with the double-opened doors was empty, except for the neatly arranged high-end mineral water and a few cans of milk.

Take out a bottle of 1000ML Feiquan natural mineral water and open it for a few sips. The cool feeling is straight through the bottom of my heart. I wiped the corner of my mouth and looked at the various notes on the refrigerator door.

Put down the mineral water, go back to the living room, take out the Nokia N93 from the pocket of trousers still on the ground. Next year, the bitten Apple will launch its first generation, and the death knell for Motorola and Nokia has sounded.

I called the food delivery phone and asked for a very rich breakfast. When Song Dawei said that he would like a small cooked steak, the other end of the phone was slightly wrong, and he continued to ask for the delivery address.

While holding a large bottle of mineral water and drinking violently, hoping that the coolness can dilute the uncomfortable hangover, while turning on the large-screen LCD TV.

After changing several stations in succession, all the news of the coming out of the star Actor Neil Patrick Harris who appeared in Uncle Barney's "History of Mom and Dad" and many Republican congressmen were exposed to the scandal. News of step down.

Because of the fusion of the soul, Andy found that English became his second mother tongue, and bored on the sofa waiting for takeaway.

The phone was buzzing. Picking up the phone from the table and picking it up without looking, said weakly, "Hey, who is it, call so early?"

"Damn, you finally answered my call! I'm Carl, FUCK, where are you now?"

The deafening roar made Song Dawei feel annoyed for a while, "I'm at home." After speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at the electrical records, which showed the name of the agent. The appearance of a middle-aged bald fat man appeared in memory ...

Ding Dong

Song Dawei rushed out of the living room impatiently, opened the door, and watched the takeaway guy holding all the food through the messy living room and put it on the dining table. He put the US dollar prepared in the waiter's hand and watched and got 20 After the tip and delighted waiter closed, he eagerly began to eat.

Pizza and steak were stuffed with empty stomachs, and I felt the stomach comfortably as I drank water.

The thumping of the door scared him. Slowly came to the door and saw a wretched fat face from the cat's eyes, and Andy gave birth to a disgusted emotion.

"Grass, Andy's negative emotions have really affected me!" Patted his face, calmed himself, took a few deep breaths, "To be calm, as long as you keep your face and talk less, showing impatient emotion no problem."

"Open the door, Andy, I'm Carl, open the door soon! I ..." Fatty Carl looked at Andy who opened the door with a cold face, and the roar to his mouth froze back.

Song Dawei, no, Andy Smith turned back expressionlessly and walked back into the house, ignored the chattering agent in his mouth, and nestled in the large, soft sofa again. He changed his remote control with a remote control. A TV show.

Then Andy watched the beginning of the complaint when the agent popped up and rubbed his swollen temples. Andy, who returned to the bedroom on the second floor by the sickness, got up from the bed and went downstairs without the noisy agent. The villa was quiet again.