"Three thousand one hundred, three thousand two hundred, three thousand three hundred, three thousand three hundred and fifty!"

Inside the snail house, Su Mo's eyes lit up and he first counted tonight's harvest, pinched the pile of money in his hand, and couldn't help but be moved, obediently, if it weren't for the Wensheng mission, he would have made a fortune by going out to sing every night.

Of course, this is just a joke, two classic songs have only been exchanged for such a small amount of money, think about it or forget it, in the future, he will try to show off this advantage as little as possible, because Su Mo knows that people have preconceived first impressions, and he wants to leave his first public appearance for writing, not to be famous as a singer.

Then, Su Mo sat down in front of the computer, and finally could breathe a sigh of relief and explore this strange world.

Continue to experiment with the Wensheng system in his mind, and after dozens of minutes, he finally has an eyebrow, that search engine has two options, "ordinary search" is the effect of the usual search, and the things that come out are divided into two situations, if the black word is the information that both worlds have, if the red word is the information that was available in the previous life but this world did not have; And that "special search" is mysterious, as soon as Su Mo pressed the button, a line of words popped up directly, "Your reputation value is not enough!" It seems that the effect of this special search should be very powerful, and his current reputation value is not zero, but eighty-five, which should be the prestige he gained by singing tonight.

And the increase in reputation is divided into several situations, if someone has a good impression of him, he can increase his reputation by a little, if he is a loyal fan, he can get ten reputation points for each additional person, and if he is a super hardcore fan, he can increase his reputation by 100 points per person.

Soon, there was nothing to look at in the system.

But there's more to it, using the world's search engine "Chihiro", he entered the first keyword, Wensheng, and sure enough, this word really has a special meaning.

It turns out that this world, whether it is Huaxia or other countries, for celebrities, no matter who is from all walks of life, are included in the celebrity comprehensive rating system, referred to as the celebrity system, take writers as an example, this world is more called literati, as long as people who are engaged in text creation and editing can be called literati, and there is also a complete set of grades, according to the popularity of literati, the number of fans, and the popularity and classics of the work, etc., from low to high divided into six levels, that is, six literati, respectively, writers, writers, writers, Wen Zong, Wen Hao, and finally the highest rank, Wen Sheng!

What is the concept of Wensheng? Even now, there has never been a recognized literary saint in the entire Huaxia country or even in the world, and the highest in the Huaxia country is only the legendary three literary heroes, and the difficulty of becoming a literary saint can be imagined.

I knew that the task of the system would not be so simple, no wonder given ten years, Su Mo pursed his lips and saw the requirements of the Wensheng given by the World Literati Association: the saint of the literati, the saint of the literati, must be known by more than 30% of the world's population, at least more than 5% of the people are fans of his books; His works must be jointly recommended by ten writers from different countries around the world, and have a far-reaching and long-lasting influence in the world, etc., and there are some small requirements, such as personal moral cultivation, not to mention the number of aspects of the work, these two alone are like a moat, isolating the path of advancement of almost all writers in the world.

Today's world has a population of 7 billion, which means that if you want to be a saint, you must have 2.1 billion people know your name, and 350 million people are your fans.

There is another condition that is even more fatal, to become a literary saint, you must also be recommended by the top ten writers in the world, all say that literati are light, let alone literati with different ideas and different countries? How much does it take to write a work to be recognized by them?

Su Mo silently checked the information of the major writers in the world today, without exception, the youngest is forty-five years old, and there are several genius writers who are said to be the most likely to get the title of Wensheng are also over fifty years old, what are the requirements of the Wensheng system, get the title of Wensheng within ten years, that is to say, he must become a Wensheng at the latest at the age of thirty-two! Obediently, how much worldly power does this have to break through?!

Su Mo suddenly felt that the future was bleak, no, if you want to complete the task and not be wiped out by the system, you have to package yourself......

Su Mo had an idea in his heart, but he kept browsing all kinds of materials, immersed in the world of exploration, and fell into fascination.

This full sleep, the day passed, and when he woke up again, it was evening, as if he had just crossed over, which made him have a trance of time and space, and he walked to the bathroom in a daze and washed with cold water before he woke up.

Shaking his head, Su Mo looked at the long hair and beard in the mirror, and said secretly, leave you for one more night, and I will cut you off tomorrow!

After that, the procedure was the same as last night, changing clothes, covering his appearance, and he picked up his guitar and went out.

Randomly found a place to have a full meal, Su Mo walked to last night's treasure land, different from last night's strange and alienated feeling, after reading the information all night, he finally had some understanding of the world, and came to the square with ease.

But what he never expected was that his arrival caused a series of noises and sensations.

At this time, the number of people in the square was more than double that of last night, most of them were young men and women, one by one, they were waiting, I don't know whose eyes were sharp, and at a glance they saw Su Mo who was coming slowly, and shouted: "Brother Xilin is here!" ”

Everyone looked in the same direction, and after confirming it, they surrounded it in an uproar, and this formation directly frightened Su Mo to take a step back, thinking that it was a group debt collector.

At this time, a few girls squeezed out of the crowd, and when they saw Su Mo, they smiled like flowers: "Brother Xilin, you are finally here, you don't know, because of you, my Weibo is on fire, with more than 40,000 likes, haha, I didn't expect me to have this day!" ”

"Me too, me too!"

Su Mo didn't understand, looking at the girls last night, he could only respond with a smile, but the flashing lights around him from time to time made him unable to open his eyes.

Damn, what's going on, I'm like a big star on the street, is it so popular?

He didn't know that he was indeed on fire, after a night of brewing and going viral, his popularity occupied the top five on the hot search list, all kinds of literary and artistic young people or pseudo-literary and artistic young people fell for it, and they came together tonight, not to be left behind, and there were a few tabloid reporters in the crowd, and there were people from record companies and the like.

Su Mo was wondering, and a man's voice came from the crowd, "Let one go, let one go!" ”

When Su Mo saw it, a yellow-haired young man squeezed in with difficulty, moved a set of amplification equipment to Su Mo, and said with a smile: "Brother Xilin, use my microphone, so that more people can hear your singing!" ”

The crowd suddenly became lively, and they all opened their mouths for Su Mo to sing, and a fierce girl shouted: "Brother Xilin, sing quickly, I'll support you after singing!" ”

Phew~ This female hooligan, the crowd laughed and was happy.

The feeling of these stars holding the moon is really good, Su Mo's heart stirred, and he smiled: "Okay, everyone calm down, what song do you want to listen to?" ”

"Sing the two songs from last night first, and then we will listen to the new songs, you don't agree!" Someone suggested.

"Yes, agreed, just do it!"

"Huhu, 10,000 agrees"

"The video I watched last night was so badly shot that I can finally hear the live version!"

"Shhhh

"Me too!"

The crowd quieted down on their own, but everyone was carrying mobile phones or digital cameras, waiting for Su Mo to start singing.

In this regard, Su Mo sighed in his heart, but unfortunately, I am going to be a man who is a saint of literature, not a saint of songs.

After debugging the audio, under the watchful eyes of all the people, Su Mo, as the fans said, first reviewed the "Blue Lotus" and "Existence" that they sang last night, and the difference tonight is that many people sang along, and the effect was even better than last night, like a chorus, everyone was happy.

Ten minutes later, after the two songs were sung, many people were still savoring, but more people were excited, because Brother Xilin was going to sing a new song, and they would be the first listeners!

How many people subconsciously clenched the video equipment in their hands, trying to adjust the angle and light as much as possible, no one thought that an accident happened.

There was a sudden commotion behind the crowd, and many people cursed, but someone forced them in.

There were three boys in high school uniforms, one of them was tall, he didn't know how much he had drunk, he was full of alcohol, his face was flushed, and he was going crazy with alcohol, and next to him were two embarrassed classmates, who were desperately pulling the drunk boy.

"Isn't it...... It's you? Sell singing, right, Lao Tzu has 700 yuan here! The drunken boy was incoherent, shook off the classmate on the right, took out a few red tickets from his pocket and threw them on the ground, pointed at Su Mo and shouted: "Tell you, Lao Tzu is out of love!" You sing me a song, if you can make Lao Tzu cry, the money is yours, if not, Lao Tzu will smash your broken guitar! ”

It turned out to be a lovelorn little brat! It must have been rejected before the college entrance examination to confess, someone made up the way.

As soon as this provocative words came out, the surrounding audience was very dissatisfied, and immediately many people blamed the three students and asked them to leave quickly, the two male classmates who helped them really hated to death, and wanted to pull the drunk classmates away while apologizing, but the drunk person was not a sports student or something, and he was strong and with the strength of the wine, the two couldn't pull him, and the scene was chaotic.

"You sing, I want to cry, but I can't cry! If you don't sing again, smash your guitar! The drunken student shouted, like an angry bull.

"You want to cry, alas, I'll sing it!"

Su Mo didn't have a trace of anger, but smiled inexplicably, but his smile was a little complicated.