Chapter 11 Malicious Editing of Myself

Chapter 11 Malicious Editing of Myself

"Boy, where did you go just now?"

Back at Huang's Entertainment, Huang Ding looked at Mo Qiang suspiciously.

"Turn around this entertainment place." Mo Qiang said truthfully.

"Why do you smell blood?" A somewhat cold voice sounded.

Mo Qiang turned his head and saw that it was the woman who was drinking with her who was talking.

"It's nothing." Mo Qiang said with some guilt.

As soon as this topic was mentioned, many team members came to Mo Qiang with doubts in their eyes.

"Well, I went to the black street just now, and some gangsters asked me for protection money, and I beat them up." Mo Qiang couldn't hold back so many gazes, so he had to speak truthfully.

"Are you okay?" Lin Rongrong had already turned off the live broadcast at this time, she took Mo Qiang's hand, looked at the broken part of the fist, and asked.

"What can be the matter? It's just a punk."

"No, I want a comprehensive inspection." Lin Rongrong said solemnly.

"Really... really no need." Mo Qiang resolutely refused, and changed the subject: "Sister Rongrong, do you have a computer?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?" Lin Rongrong asked strangely.

"Let me use it. I'll make a video call with my dad. The phone screen is too small." Mo Qiang said casually.

"I can give it to you, but you need to check your injuries first." Lin Rongrong said in a serious voice.

As soon as the word of the injury came out, the players playing billiards in the distance all looked over.

"What happened, what's the injury? Xiaoqiang was bullied?" Man Xiong snorted coldly.

"It's nothing, it's a small matter." Mo Qiang waved his hand and said.

"Xiaoqiang, you have joined our exploration team now, so don't worry about things." The captain who played billiards said.

"Sure, I won't be polite." Mo Qiang said with a smile.

Afterwards, he was checked by Lin Rongrong, and he was released after finding that there was no injury at all.

The party passed happily and easily, and then everyone drove back to the camp in Fenghuishan.

The expedition team has a three-story building in Qingfeng City, with a total of 25 houses, which is the dormitory of the Zhantian Exploration Team.

This one is not expensive, and the cost of more than 20 houses is only more than 1000 million.

The reason why everyone went back to Fenghui Mountain was because they still had tasks to do, and they would only return to Qingfeng City when there were no tasks to do.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when we returned to Fenghui Mountain.

Mo Qiang was placed in Huang Ding's tent, which had two beds.

Mo Qiang hugged the laptop, just as he thought, Lin Rongrong's computer had editing software.

The reason why he asked Lin Rongrong was also because of this. Although he was talking about a video call, he obviously saw the disbelieving expression on Lin Rongrong's face, and probably thought he was using it to play games.

Mo Qiang looked at the software for editing videos. Fortunately, he had some contacts in his previous life, so simple editing can still be done.

He plugged in his phone and connected it to the computer, and extracted the video from the phone. He cut a large section, leaving only the video of himself beating up the little gangster.

"It should have been tougher then."

Mo Qiang spent half an hour editing the video, a one-minute beating video.

Even Mo Qiang watched and felt angry with the perpetrator.

Because this video has no beginning and no end, it is crazy beating.

The little gangster said something wrong, and he was beaten before he finished speaking, which is very unreasonable.

I believe that after the video is released, the living Bodhisattvas on the Internet must hate him to death.

With a smile on his face, Mo Qiang transferred the edited video to his mobile phone, and deleted the files on the computer without leaving a trace.

On the other bed, Huang Ding was scrolling through the video, when he suddenly saw Mo Qiang get up, he asked suspiciously.

After hearing that it was time to return the computer, he lay back and watched the video.

"Sister Rongrong?" Mo Qiang came to a tent and asked tentatively.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

After Mo Qiang entered, he put the notebook on the table and said, "Thank you very much."

"It's okay." Lin Rongrong said.

She shared the tent with two other women in the team, Li Ling'er, the vice-captain, and that weird girl named Bai Luomei.

After Mo Qiang left, there was a low voice in the tent.

Sister Ling and Bai Luomei both came to Lin Rongrong's bed and looked at the computer curiously.

"Just now my phone showed that he was using editing software." Lin Rongrong said.

"Can it be recovered?" Sister Ling asked.

"Of course." Lin Rongrong smiled slightly, inserted a USB flash drive, and then began to try to restore the data.

A progress bar appeared on the computer screen, Bai Luomei was very interested, and wanted to know what Mo Qiang edited.

The progress bar quickly reached 99%, but just when it was about to reach 100%, the words data damage appeared on the computer.

"Good guy, you're quite vigilant, and you actually used a special method." Lin Rongrong said.

"Can't recover?" Sister Ling asked again.

"It can't be done, he used a compulsively damaged software. I'm just a small streamer, and I'm not proficient in these things. I want to show Xiao Fei, he understands." Lin Rongrong said.

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow." Sister Ling returned to her bed after saying something.

Bai Luomei wanted to understand now, she stood up and wanted to go directly to Mo Qiang.

"Sister Bai, don't go, that kid will definitely not say anything, even violence is useless." Lin Rongrong said with a smile, as if she knew Mo Qiang very well.

"Why did you say that?" Bai Luomei was a little puzzled.

"I checked his injuries before, and he didn't show his full strength when he competed with Sister Ling today."

"It's true, those mobs have always bullied the few with the more."

"This kid has a lot of secrets." Sister Ling said.

"Sleep and sleep, let Xiaofei take a look at it tomorrow." Lin Rongrong put down the computer and said.

Seeing this, Bai Luomei could only give up the idea of ​​pressing Mo Qiang.

Back in the tent, Mo Qiang clicked on the short video platform Dooshou.

He's going to watch first, then post.

After all, users of the platform are different.

Click on the video, the first one is a short video of a person with super powers performing super powers.

Mo Qiang clicked on the comment area, and many of the comments in the comment area were extremely ear-piercing.

"That's all, I can do it without looking."

"That's right, don't be ashamed of such rubbish."

"Some people really have no quality, even if they post an entertainment video, they still want to spray it."

There are a lot of comments from trolls, but the maintenance ratio is very small.

Mo Qiang continued to browse, and the next one was a video of monster cooking.

"It's so cruel, I want to report it."

The first comment made Mo Qiang's eyes brighten, but after seeing the reply below, his face gradually froze.

"Brothers, do you think I look like me?"

"Damn it, he's a fisherman." Mo Qiang said, and saw his aspirations in the comment section.

"You look very embarrassed looking for Bodhisattva in the comment area."

"Fried is not good, but steamed and served with a six-piece set are delicious."

"Six-piece suit?"

"Onion, ginger, garlic, chili millet, salt, monosodium glutamate."

Mo Qiang looked at the crowd discussing how to eat, and was a little speechless. He thought about it and sent a comment.

"There are no bodhisattvas in the comment area, only the living hell king."

(End of this chapter)