I Am Forced by the System and Cats to Write Novels Every Day

Xie Yan traveled through time and entered the wonderful article he wrote. He was supposed to be the protagonist Long Aotian, who has a golden finger on his left hand, a system on his right hand, and earns millions a day. But now he stared at his face in the mirror and doubted his life. Cannon fodder number 9527, with a monthly salary of 3,500, and his work station is next to the toilet. The only thing worse than him in the company is the printer that always jams paper. The system panel pops up: [The soul balance is 72 hours, please complete the contract as soon as possible, otherwise it will be recycled. Brother Biao sat on his mouse and tapped the keyboard with his paw: "Hey, it's time for you to code." He was silent for three seconds, opened Word, and wrote the first line after time travel: "My name is Xie Yan, and I am panicking now."