Chapter 1 Self-Discipline Challenge It was already nine o'clock in the evening. It was raining heavily outside the window. The big raindrops hit the glass, making a crackling sound. In the room, Zhong Yun sat in front of the computer, looking at the blank Word document on the screen. He skillfully took a red can of Coke, opened the pull ring with a "click", and took a sip. He works part-time as a web writer. While typing, he drinks a bottle of Coke, which gives him more inspiration. As he drank, he was thinking about the plot of the new chapter. buzzing... Suddenly, the vibration of the mobile phone on the table interrupted his thoughts. Zhong Yun hated being interrupted when writing a book, but the call was from his girlfriend. He adjusted himself and answered the phone, "Hello——" "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" The woman's slightly accusing words came from the phone. Before he could speak, she continued, "I have a college reunion tomorrow night. You can drive me there in that Mercedes-Benz S." Zhong Yun frowned slightly and remained silent politely.
"You're busy, so you don't have to go with me. Come pick me up after the party." "Hey, are you listening?" The last sentence sounded very dissatisfied. Zhong Yun turned his chair around, facing the window, looking at the water marks left by the rain on the glass, and said in a calm tone, "I'm listening." "Then it's settled." "I have work tomorrow and can't take you there." "Did you make a mistake?" Xu Zhiyan on the other end of the phone said angrily, "I asked you to take me there, but you refused to do so. What else do I need you for?" "Please figure it out. You are a driver, you don't have a car or a house, and you only have a high school education. Who would like you? I am willing to give you a chance, if you——" Zhong Yun couldn't listen any longer and interrupted her, "Xu Zhiyan, have you lost your memory? When we first met, I told you that I was just a driver. You said you didn't mind, and you sent me messages every day, saying that you were willing to continue to contact me. When was it not you who took the initiative to ask me out? Why are you saying this now?" Xu Zhiyan on the other end of the phone said angrily, "I was fooled by you. You deliberately drove that Mercedes-Benz S and wore branded clothes, pretending to be a rich second-generation to deceive me. Otherwise, how could I be interested in you?" Zhong Yun really laughed, "So you think I'm playing the game of pretending to be poor with you? You've watched too many TV dramas. Don't call me anymore." After hanging up the phone, he blocked Xu Zhiyan’s phone number and WeChat. Then, he leaned back in his chair, picked up the Coke and took another sip, shook his head, and couldn't help laughing. It was something I had never seen before. …… Zhong Yun works in a large company and is a full-time driver for a senior executive of the group. He drives a Mercedes-Benz S and his clothes are also given to him by his boss. Half a month ago, his boss suddenly said that he wanted to introduce a girl to him. It was difficult for him to refuse, so he had to go. The boss happened to be busy that day and he almost missed the appointment. He didn't have time to go home to change clothes, so he wore his work clothes and drove the Mercedes-Benz S to the appointment. When I got there, I saw that she was a beautiful lady dressed fashionably, and I would give her a score of . He felt that it was unreliable at the time, and told the other party that he was just a driver for company executives, with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, but no car or house.
He thought it was just a formality, but that night, this girl named Xu Zhiyan actually took the initiative to send him a message. He has been on seven or eight blind dates, and this is the first girl who took the initiative to send him a message. After that, I took the initiative to invite him to drink coffee, eat, and watch a movie... Zhong Yun once thought he had found love! Until a few days ago, her attitude towards him changed 180 degrees. She no longer had the enthusiasm she had before, and her messages to him were impatient and perfunctory. He thought of many possibilities: his period came, he met a better blind date, he regretted his decision after being persuaded by his best friend... I just didn't expect this to be a possibility. How could she think of him as a rich second-generation pretending to be poor? She's already an adult, and she can still have such a dream? I thought he was a love-brained person. It turns out that she is a gold digger who only wants to marry a rich second-generation man. The contrast is too great. However, this is reasonable. There is no such thing as love in this world. buzzing- The phone on the desk vibrated again. Zhong Yun saw that it was his mother calling, so he picked up the phone, "Mom - I won't be going back for May Day this year - I have to work overtime - OK, I got it." "Who? The cousin from my uncle's family, was he also diagnosed with diabetes?" "Okay, good, I'll pay attention. By the way, I transferred the money yesterday, did you receive it? OK." After Zhong Yun hung up the phone, he glanced at the can of Coke on the table, picked it up and poured it into the bathroom. I can't drink this Coke anymore. All his relatives on his father's side who were over 40 had diabetes, without exception. It was hereditary. He had to be extra careful in the future. …… Two hours later, Zhong Yun typed 3,000 words and uploaded them, then turned off the computer, washed up, and prepared to go to bed. He took out his mobile phone, watched some short videos, and searched for some precautions regarding diabetes. Then, I pushed a lot of videos related to diabetes to him. He was a little annoyed and opened the "Follow" column and scrolled through it for a while. As I was scrolling, a video suddenly popped up. It had only black text on a white background and no background music. "Self-discipline challenge? When did I pay attention to it?" Zhong Yun was a little puzzled. He clicked on the author's page and was amused to see that the number of followers was only 1.
It was the first time he saw someone with only one follower. He had only posted one work and deleted it later, but he still had dozens of followers. This author has two works. The challenge in the first video is to never drink carbonated drinks again. The challenge in the second video is to never have sex with a woman again. If you want to join the challenge, just give it a like. If you exercise self-discipline for one day, you will receive corresponding rewards. If you fail halfway, you will also receive corresponding punishment. The number of likes, comments, collections, and reposts for the two works are all zero. "Isn't this restricted?" Zhong Yun felt sorry for the author, so he liked two of his works and then swiped away. He browsed for another ten minutes or so, then stuffed his phone under his pillow. Soon, he fell asleep. …… The next morning, Zhong Yun got up early as usual, changed his clothes, had breakfast, and drove the Mercedes-Benz S to pick up his boss. After sending his boss to the company, he became idle, found a deserted place, took out his mobile phone, and typed using voice. His novels performed mediocrely, with only a few thousand orders, and he earned five or six thousand yuan in royalties a month. This income was very important to him. Therefore, whenever he had free time, he would type with voice, and then revise and edit after get off work. At the end of the day, writing 6,000 or 8,000 words was not a problem. At noon, a female colleague came over with a cup of Coke, "Brother Yun, I ordered an extra cup of Coke, please drink it." Zhong Yun refused, "No, I'm trying to lose weight." I agreed to quit drinking Coke, but I broke the rule on the first day. Is that reasonable? This time, I have to hold on for at least ten days or half a month. …… Just another uneventful day. Zhong Yun drove his boss home, and after confirming that the car was not needed at night, he went straight home. When he was driving past an intersection, a girl waved at him. He thought it was someone he knew, so he stopped at the intersection. It turned out that this hot young girl in a miniskirt and a small suspender said she couldn't get a taxi and asked if he could give her a ride. It was the first time that Zhong Yun encountered such a thing. Seeing the girl's hot gaze, he knew that as long as he let her get in the car, a beautiful story would probably happen tonight. "Sorry, not available." After he politely declined, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away. If he was a second slower, he was worried that he would regret it.
There was nothing he could do. His boss was a germaphobe and didn't like other people riding in her car. The previous driver was fired because his boss found out that he brought another woman in the car. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is not as important as her job. (End of this chapter)