After Mo Zhuosi explained this slightly, Yanzu Lin was shocked and laughed.

"It's great, Teacher Mo, can we settle this matter?"

Mo Zhuosi smiled and took a sip of the drink. Sure enough, the merchants were "intentional to profit".

Knowing the origin of the song, I immediately made a decisive decision.

"Okay, happy cooperation!" Mo Zhuosi stretched out his hand.

Yanzu Lin was smiling from ear to ear. He thought he was just picking up a bargain, but he didn't expect he got a big bargain.

Because of the hallucination, Mo Zhuosi created the hazy poem that was popular in the literary circle. Now there are auditory hallucinations, and Lin Yanzu feels it necessary to try to set off a frenzy.

The two chatted for a few words and talked about other gossips.

Mo Zhuosi also smiled very happily, because the honest points really kept rising and never stopped. This undoubtedly allowed him to master the magic weapon to win.

If this continues, Mo Zhuosi can not only conquer the novel criticism community, but can simply sweep the commentary industry of all entertainment products.

Of course, if you are willing to spend expensive points and directly exchange it for a parallel world similar work, it will have another effect.

Half an hour later, the two waved goodbye!

...

At this time, Chen Guoqing was catching the dishes at home. The fragrant pineapple chicken was very delicious and tempting.

The cell phone rang in the living room.

Chen Guoqing turned the fire off directly, then went to the living room and touched his cell phone, and returned to the kitchen.

"Hey? Wenbin?"

"Oh, brother, aren't you kidding me?" Chang Wenbin complained helplessly.

Chen Guoqing looked confused and immediately retorted: "When did I play tricks on you?"

"Tsk, don't say you don't know. Just Mo Zhuosi from your unit, he said those songs were not written by him at all." Chang Wenbin said with a very ruthless temper.

"Uh? Then what?" Chen Guoqing held his cell phone in his left hand and the rice shovel in his right hand.

"Then? Where is there any more?" Chang Wenbin smiled bitterly and said, "Brother! I swear to pat my chest in front of the leader and said, "Please guarantee to complete the task, look at this..."

Chen Guoqing had long thought of what was going on. He smiled and asked, "Why didn't it happen? Didn't you ask how his work came about?"

"I asked, and he said he could be fully in power." Chang Wenbin curled his lips and said, "What are you doing? I just came to him for his versatility. You said that you can write poetry, novels, and lyrics. If it weren't for his work, then there would be nothing to watch."

Chen Guoqing couldn't help laughing. No wonder Chang Wenbin has not made any progress for so many years, and he has only such a temperament.

"You might not have investigated him?"

Chang Wenbin was stunned and asked back, "What are you investigating? Don't I have you? You don't know him yet?"

Chen Guoqing said with a funny look: "I know, but you don't know, do you know Misty Poetry? Gu Cheng, do you know? He also said that it is not his own work."

Chang Wenbin said in surprise, "What's going on? We were all fooled after a long time?"

"Don't fool me, Chang Wenbin, I'll tell you that I'm convinced of your ability to do things." Chen Guoqing complained.

"It's great, I'll endure it when my leader criticizes me. Why are you addicted to being a leader of the Party?" Chang Wenbin rolled his eyes and retorted.

"What? You don't believe it yet? You didn't hear that it was not his own work, so you ignored him, right?" Chen Guoqing turned off the fire in the stove with a "snap" with his hand.

Chang Wenbin said with a reasonable opinion: "Yes? Since it is not his work, why am I still disturbing others? I just stuffed a word and hung up the phone."

"All right, that guy's temper, you probably have been listed on the blacklist, there will be no chance in the future!" Chen Guoqing shook his head with a joke.

Chang Wenbin paused and laughed: "If there is no show, there is no show. Since it is not his work, why am I still pestering him?"

Chen Guoqing sighed, "Okay, I'm helping you anyway! As for your failure to seize the opportunity, it has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, Chen Guoqing hung up the phone directly with a beep.

Chang Wenbin was holding his breath in his heart. He was originally going to ask Chen Guoqing for a conspiracy, but why did he do it for a long time? He was even criticized!

No, no!

Chang Wenbin was so angry that he sat down. What did he mean that he didn't seize the opportunity?

Isn't this nonsense?

He took a deep breath, then turned on the laptop, pressed the boot button, and he checked Mo Zhuosi's information.

The three professions of critics, novelists, and poets are very gimmicks. If you can add a lyricist, it will definitely be popular.

This was Chang Wenbin’s original idea, but his old classmate Chen Guoqing actually “revealed” that Misty Poems was not Mo Zhuosi’s work!

Could it be that everything is wrong online?

...

Mo Zhuosi took a taxi on the side of the road and chatted with the driver a few words on the way.

"Hey, master, do you have the habit of reading novels?"

The driver held the steering wheel in his hand, smiled and turned around and replied: "Look, I'm bored and pass the time!"

"Do you think that some works are boasted too high and are actually not that good-looking at all?" Mo Zhuosi asked tentatively.

"Yes!" The driver seemed to find the topic at once, turned around and said, "The rankings now, I told you that they are all fake!"

"Uh?" Mo Zhuosi blinked and agreed with a smile: "It's all commercial hype, right?"

"No, no, no, this is not hype, this is a secret operation, you can be on the list if you spend money!" The driver sighed: "Many times, good works are buried."

"The rankings are not accurate, you can see the recommendations from Dianping.com! Isn't it all good now?" Mo Zhuosi suggested with a smile.

The driver waved his hand while driving, "No, the reviewers now charge benefits, and few people tell the truth. I just flipped through it casually, and read one book after another, and if I don't like it, I change it."

Mo Zhuosi nodded to express his understanding.

The driver also said casually: "But I heard that there is a very interesting column on the Comment Network recently."

Mo Zhuosi's eyes lit up and he said, "Is that true?"

"It introduces a book called "The Prince is a Dog". I have been reading it these two days and it has been well written."

"Have vision!" Mo Zhuosi praised with a smile.

"Is that? Have you read it too?" The driver was surprised. He knew that this book was unpopular and had never heard of it before.

"I've seen it, a masterpiece!" Mo Zhuosi smiled with his back against the seat.

The two chatted for a while, and the car soon arrived at the place where Mo Zhuosi lived.

"Hey, I can't remember what the column is called, you can go and take a look!" The driver said distressedly after touching the back of his head.

"Okay, I have time to take a look!" Mo Zhuosile got off the car and then paid the fare through the software.

The driver paused, touched his phone and saw the reminder to receive payment. He murmured: "What column is here? I remember that person's name is quite funny, don't be dying!"

After saying that, the driver clicked on the Comment Network APP and saw the mobile photo promotion on the homepage at a glance.

He noticed that the words "Mo Zhuosi" were written under the picture, and immediately grinned and said, "It should be this!"

The driver pointed in with his index finger and a video popped up instantly.

"There is no Gu Cheng in this world. If you want, you are Gu Cheng!"—Mo Zhuosi

The driver suddenly glared at him, shouted in his heart, and lay down a slumber???

He suddenly turned his head and looked out the car window, and could still vaguely see the back of the guest just now.

"So it's him?" The driver smiled awkwardly and patted his head, "I'm confused and said I'm introducing it to others."
Chapter completed!