Chapter 024: No Contrast, No Harm

Name: Luo Peng, Web Writing Talent: 43. ”

Name: Tian Haoyu, Online Writing Talent: 54. ”

"Name: Fang Cuicui, Online Writing Talent: 51. ”

Name: Jiang Wei, Online Writing Talent: 62. ”

"Name: Miao Qing; Online Writing Talent: 60. ”

The above five people are Chen Mo's harvest after wandering on the street for an afternoon, to put it bluntly, Chen Mo has no gain at all this afternoon, but this is also in Chen Mo's expectations, you must know that in the vast sea of people, you must encounter talents, talents, geniuses, and even geniuses with online writing talents, this is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

The days without the Internet are like years, Chen Mo was woken up by his friend Zhu Tian, and the sleepy insect disappeared, he couldn't play in the rental house by himself, right?

No, Chen Mo walked aimlessly on the street after a full meal by himself, during which he did not forget to release his only skill "Insight Eye" to passers-by, and as a result, he gained three stupid talents and two mediocre talents.

Of course, the so-called "stupid talents" and "mediocre talents" are only limited to talent scores in online writing, 360 lines, and the best in the industry, which does not mean that the five people Chen Mo met on the street today have no future.

Through the release of five skills, Chen Mo found that the skill of "Wisdom Eye" has as many chicken ribs as it gets, for no other reason, the cooldown time is too long, a full hour.

Well, you can't be too greedy, it's better than nothing.

Compared with the original owner, Chen Mo has an additional "discerning eye" skill, how can he not be satisfied? It's just that the whiteboard-level "discerning eye" is really not easy to use, which is not conducive to him tapping potential writers with online writing talent in the vast sea of people.

Isn't it? There are not many other countries in China, but they have the largest population!

Chen Mo wants to use the whiteboard-level "discernment" to find potential writers with online writing talent in the vast sea of people, which is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack, which is even more difficult than winning the 5 million grand prize, so Chen Mo decided not to do such a stupid thing in the future.

In fact, with Chen Mo's whiteboard-level "insight", it is quite easy to make money, for example, he went to the flyover to make a cameo appearance as a fortune teller to test his name, and to ensure that one test is accurate, and those who believe in the fortune teller under the flyover are either not highly educated, or they are dead horses and live horse doctors, as long as Chen Mo knows how to observe words and looks, and picks up good words and fools, it must not be too difficult to make a small amount of money?

Question: Will Chen Mo be willing to degenerate? The result is obvious, no.

Anyway, Chen Mo is also the future father of online literature and the lord of the gods, let him cheat the people's hard-earned money so tastelessly, please forgive him for not being able to do it.

What's more, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and with the continuous change of Chen Mo's social status in the future, won't his "fortune telling" on the flyover become a piece of black history?

Chen Mo has a black history of "Puning Shuanglong", and he really doesn't want another black history of "flyover stall fortune-telling and cheating money".

Night falls!

Chen Mo took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already half past seven, he pondered in his heart, and finally dialed the phone number of a difficult brother.

After a while, a rough voice came from the earpiece: "I'm going to East Street soon, where are you?"

Chen Mo looked left and right and said, "I'm near the fried crispy duck sold in Little Cross." ”

"Okay, you wait for me there, I'll be there in about ten minutes. ”

Didn't you say that you would be there right away? Why did it suddenly become more than 10 minutes?

In addition to waiting silently alone, Chen Mo still waited silently, who asked him and Zhu Tian to meet tonight, and the beautiful name was "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day".

Chen Mo has become a small shareholder (in fact, the big boss behind the scenes) and editor, Zhu Tian always thought in his heart before he figured out the whole thing, since Chen Mo asked him to meet and talk again when he was free, it was better to choose a day than to collide with the sun, anyway, the two were not separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but only a dozen kilometers.

In this regard, Chen Mo didn't care, anyway, he also wanted to meet his best friend in this life, and by the way, he had a meal. Hehe, in fact, the "rubbing a meal" in the back is the key, who made him shy now, and he can only go home and cook noodles by himself if he has no rice.

It is a fact that Chen Mo has no money now, so he will not die to save face and suffer crimes, at most he will bring more dead friends in the future, and the brothers don't care who invites whom to dinner.

Time passed minute by minute, about a quarter of an hour, Chen Mo saw the person he was waiting for, although this was the first time Chen Mo had seen Zhu Tian in the world of novels, but he dared to be 100% sure that the person he was looking at must be Zhu Tian.

According to the character image set by Chen Mo, Zhu Tian is tall and strong, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but with thick eyebrows and small eyes, skin like black charcoal, and a flat plate face and a mouthful of yellow and black teeth.

Sin, sin, when Chen Mo set up Zhu Tian's character image, he just thought that the protagonist could use the system to play the great god to improve Zhu Tian's appearance in the future, so he didn't care about Zhu Tian's initial image, after all, according to his original outline story development, a pair of difficult brothers and sisters will play a counterattack in the future to justify the name of "Puning Shuanglong", and stunned those high school classmates who once looked down on them.

At this moment, Chen Mo suddenly had a little luck, he was glad that he didn't have a brain convulsion to set the original owner as this bear-like, mainly he didn't dare to challenge the reader's bottom line and set the protagonist too ugly, although Chen Mo can play the protagonist to develop, but in the materialistic year of 2018, people are more impetuous, especially looking at the online fast food text and pictures, it seems that the rhythm of slowly developing the protagonist is a little slow.

In fact, the development of the story with the novel outline set by Chen Mo is also relatively slow, mainly Chen Mo is tired of pretending to be forced to slap his face, and he doesn't want to be tricked, anyway, he chose a super niche theme, so why bother to follow the rhythm of others?

Well, Chen Mo admitted that he was dying, but he really hung up, the great luck in the misfortune was that he lived in another way, regardless of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou, anyway, now Chen Mo can feel his heart beating.

I don't know if it's because Chen Moche completely integrated himself into the protagonist, anyway, he smiled from the bottom of his heart the moment he saw Zhu Tian, as if the person in front of him was his true friend for many years, this feeling was amazing.

Chen Mo stepped forward, naturally raised his hand and punched Zhu Tian in the chest, and joked with a smile: "Damn! Why are you black again? If there were no street lights on the street, I wouldn't have been able to find you in the crowd." ”

"I'm going to do it! Hit people without slapping them in the face, and exposing people without exposing them. Zhu Tian had a dark face, but his complexion was too dark, and Chen Mo didn't see it.

Zhu Tian looked Chen Mo up and down, and said strangely, "How did I find out that you have turned white?"

"Is there anything?" Chen Mo was skeptical, he felt that his current complexion was comparable to Gu Tianle, who was so black and attractive in another time and space, couldn't it be that Zhu Tian was making him happy?

"Absolutely! I don't believe you, compared with me, the two of us used to have a half-pounded complexion. Zhu Tian couldn't help but be jealous, this is called "no comparison, no harm".

Chen Mo was speechless, what is the comparison between the two black charcoal heads? When he evolves into a real "little white face", Zhu Tian will be jealous again!

With the system in hand, Chen Mo is not worried about his appearance at all, after all, he has a foundation, and it is not difficult to evolve into a handsome man.