Chapter 209 The Fateful Day in April [Please Vote for Me and Wish Everyone a Happy National Day! 】

Wang Hao browsed site b carefully. The overall feeling was very comfortable. Compared with the pale page of site b before, the taste of site b was indeed much higher.

Of course, he would definitely not agree with Kasumigaoka Shiu's previous statement. At that time, it was mainly because he was too busy that he forgot to build station b. It was definitely not because of his own taste!

Well, at that time, the browsing experience on site B was indeed quite poor, which I cannot refute...

After browsing the entire site B, Wang Hao looked very satisfied. The current site B is divided into very personal characteristics. Although it is still very simple for the time being, people who enter site B can recognize it at a glance. This is a two-dimensional personal website, and each area is divided into very distinctive and interesting areas.

It is not easy to do this at this stage. If you want to get a piece of the pie in today's fiercely competitive and rapidly developing network, you cannot make drastic reforms, because if you make such a move rashly, you will All that's left in front of you is some cake crumbs.

That's why Wang Hao chose to develop station b into a personal website at this time. As a personal webmaster, he adopted a pragmatic attitude and continued to move forward. Combining the advantages of his previous life, he positioned station b in the two-dimensional field.

Moreover, we need to carry out "intensive cultivation" in the two-dimensional field, continue to optimize it unremittingly, and gradually come into contact with various fields such as ACGN.

There are many such websites now, but Wang Hao’s confidence comes from the barrage. When station b slowly lays a solid foundation, the barrage will provide the most competitive core for station b!

In this world, the Danmaku website has not yet been born. After it has a solid foundation, Station B will become the world's first Danmaku website and be reborn! !

With this thought in his mind, Wang Hao smiled knowingly, opened his author backend, and successfully uploaded another chapter of the Demonic Forbidden Chapter. Then he withdrew from Station B and started working on the Oriental Demon Sealing Record again.

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It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the night that Wang Hao stopped. At the same time, he also received documents from the law firm and an additional message in his mailbox.

He opened the contract and spent ten minutes reading it one by one. After confirming that it was correct, he asked the other party to print it out.

He looked at another message that was sent to him. It said that he would meet at the door of the law firm at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. The lawyer's name was Yuko Miyagawa. He already knew the gender of the other party just by looking at his name, so there was no problem.

After Wang Hao made a rough arrangement for tomorrow in his mind, he started to open the document and started coding. He didn't turn off the lights and fall asleep until twelve o'clock.

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This is a spacious and bright music hall with a circular internal structure, which is naturally ventilated and there is no interference from the air conditioner.

The music hall of Nuovo University was full of spectators, but not a trace of other noise could be heard. The scene seemed quiet, and everyone's eyes were turned to the bright stage.

The same was true for the little boys and girls sitting at the front of the audience, their eyes fixed on the dazzling stage, from which the sweet music wafted throughout the venue.

The performer on the stage was a girl of about twelve years old. She was playing Chopin's nocturne. The melodious and delicate sound of the piano made people intoxicated.

Wang Hao was still standing quietly next to him like last time, but this time it was a little different, because he felt like he was floating, with his feet strangely three feet above the ground, as if he could continue to float higher.

However, this strange state did not surprise him at all, and his face did not show any strange color. Even though the situation was very abnormal, he had seen monsters and monsters, and he had traveled from another world. .

Therefore, when encountering this situation, he didn't look too panicked, but just sighed a little, what is a dream if it seems like a dream but not a dream?

It would be better to say that it was precisely because of this situation that Wang Hao began to calmly analyze it, and speculated that it should be the continuation of the last dream.

It's not appropriate to describe it as a dream. Now he is more like browsing other people's memories, watching everything quietly as a bystander.

What is the meaning of these?

He didn't know clearly, so he only thought about this question in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out.

But Wang Hao had a feeling that if he continued to pursue this, he would definitely get the answer he wanted, maybe even in the next moment, because all of this was very strange in itself.

Although she didn't know the little girl herself, the little boy looked exactly like Wang Hao when he was a child, or in other words, he was just like his predecessor when he was a child!

A burst of applause brought Wang Hao out of his thoughts, and the girl on the stage also stood up and bowed to salute everyone in the audience to express her gratitude, and then slowly walked off the stage.

After a while, a small figure slowly walked up and slowly stepped onto the stage. When the spotlight focused on that person, everyone began to be surprised.

Vaguely, Wang Hao seemed to hear several people whispering the word "Arima". There were adults, children, and students in middle school and high school. They all obviously knew the boy on the stage. identity.

Their eyes are also different, with appreciation, admiration, and burning fighting spirit.

The little boy on the stage was about four or five years old. He wore a pair of bulky black-rimmed glasses on his cute face. He still looked a bit timid. After bowing to everyone nervously, he sat down uneasily. took the small chair in front of the piano.

Perhaps because of nervousness, the little boy named Arima had an accident when he sat on the chair and almost fell off the chair. This move made many people present laugh, including That little girl, and the little boy next to her who is suspected to be her predecessor, may be more appropriately called Xiao Wang Hao.

"That man is really interesting. Brother Hao, do you know his name?"

The little girl smiled softly and asked in a low voice to the little boy next to her.

"Xiao Xun, don't you know him? The man on the stage is called Arima Kousei. He is about the same age as you. There is no doubt that that guy is a genius in music. His piano sound is very good."

Xiao Wanghao said with a faint smile, as if he had already become familiar with the person on the stage. This was also one of the opponents he was most looking forward to on the piano.

"Arima Kousei?"

Miyazono Kaoru murmured the name once, and a gleam of light flashed deep in her eyes, because the little boy named Arima Kousei who was standing on the stage was the same age as her and stood on the stage. Naturally, Miyazono Yuan Xun is full of expectations for his next performance.