"Oh, you actually let the big singer and the big talent sweep the floor, Wang Lun, you're not right."

As soon as she walked in, Zhou Qian couldn't help but say loudly, making Wang Lun's face stiffen, and Mo Yu suddenly sneered: "Sister Zhou, don't make fun of me." ”

"Teasing, my God, what a genius, you are wronging me, how can this be a joke, 400,000 songs, tsk, to be honest, how much money did you get?" In the first half of the sentence, Zhou Qian was shouting grievances, and in the second half of the sentence, she suddenly showed a strong look of interest and looked at Mo Yu.

The rest of the people also looked at Mo Yu with interest.

Because everyone was tired of playing outside that night, no one thought to go over and ask Mo Yu.

Now that Zhou Qian has brought it up, everyone naturally wants to know that the turbulent gossip heart is burning in their hearts.

"It's only thirty or forty thousand yuan." Mo Yu has nine points of truth, but he just hides one point.

"Thirty or forty thousand?" Suddenly, Zhou Qian exclaimed, and everyone also showed envy, and even Shen Mengyao couldn't help but 'envy' and said: "Yes, I have made so much money, I must invite everyone to have supper at night." ”

"Yes, yes, eat for a week, otherwise, I feel very aggrieved."

Zhou Qian also said jokingly.

"Okay, okay, one week, one week."

Mo Yu immediately smiled softly, a supper of one or two hundred yuan a day, four or five hundred yuan a day, and only four or five thousand a week, Mo Yu can still get this money.

It's good to have a relaxed mindset.

"Well, that's what you said, we didn't force you." Zhou Qian immediately laughed.

"Eun." Mo Yu nodded.

Immediately, everyone cheered with joy.

"Okay, let's prepare, when we participate in the semi-finals, Xu Zijian, Mo Yu, you have to work hard."

Shen Mengyao cheered everyone up and said.

"Yes." The two nodded at the same time, but Mo Yu saw a look of excitement in Xu Zijian's eyes.

At ten o'clock, led by Shen Mengyao, everyone walked to the multimedia classroom together.

By the time we arrived at the multimedia classroom of the game, the position was already one-third of the seat, and most of them were in the middle of the room, after all, the middle part was the best place to watch the game.

And Shen Mengyao led everyone to the position of the fourth row.

After sitting down, Zhou Qian's mouth couldn't stop, chattering some gossip, Mo Yu thought he would be bored, but he didn't expect to be trapped.

"Have you heard, our school's girls' dormitory, Unit 2 of Building B, recently there has always been a girl wearing red shoes, walking around, at twelve o'clock in the morning, many girls saw it, frightened and fainted, and one girl was even more scared of mental illness."

"You know what? Wang Zishao talked about a girlfriend again, tsk, he just harmed a senior sister, and now he has harmed a senior sister, what a beast, I heard that when he opened the house, he also took a video and threatened that girl not to affect his life. ”

"Two days ago, there was a man from the school next door, for a girl, he jumped off the building to commit suicide, but that person was also stupid, jumped off the second floor, and at most he was fractured, and now he is lying in the hospital, miserable, really unlucky."

"Some time ago"

Unknowingly, under Zhou Qian's gossip discussion, everyone survived a long time.

When the judges arrived, a metallic sound coming from the stereo woke everyone up.

"Welcome everyone to watch, campus singing competition, semi-final stage, then I will make a long story short, please pay attention to quiet during the competition, keep strict, well, there is a number one below, Mo Yu students come to the stage to perform."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, the first one to come to the stage was Mo Yu.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yu calmed down for a moment, and then quickly got up and went over.

"Come on! Come on! ”

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

"Come on, Mo Yu." Everyone encouraged Mo Yu.

After coming on stage, Mo Yu bowed to everyone first, then into the microphone, and after brewing emotions, he began to sing "She Said" softly.

"She's been here quietly."

She slowly took away the promise.

She said that a very sad love song is also an important piece of music that laid the foundation for Lin Junjie's title of Prince of Love Songs.

A song she said, without any background music, brought a kind of sadness, touching the memory in her heart that she thought she had forgotten.

The music, sometimes low, sometimes high, but in any case, is full of a kind of sadness.

Eventually, the music ends.

The auditorium, which was already full, and many people standing, woke up one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Good!"

"It's so good."

"What is this song called? It's so good, I cried. ”

Relatively chaotic voices came, but they were all very good appreciations, and Shen Mengyao and the others kept clapping their hands, looking extremely excited and excited.

The four judges had seen Mo Yu before, especially Wang Yan, the minister of the student union, who looked at Mo Yu with excitement and said, "I have never heard this music, is it your original music again?" ”

"Yes." On the stage, Mo Yu said without any embarrassment.

"Wow, I didn't expect our school to produce a talent, I really hope that one day, I can buy an album of this music, please work hard."

After Wang Yan said this, he held up his sign to show Tong Guò.

The other three commentators, naturally, did not hesitate and all chose to agree.

The first one is a full ticket guò, which can be said to be a good start.

After Mo Yu stepped down, several contestants came to the stage, and the second two votes were passed, one was negative, and one vote was pending, which means that if there is no good singer next, then you will be promoted.

In the semi-final stage, only 32 good students need to be selected.

The third place failed.

The fourth place failed.

The fifth place failed.

When it was the turn of the sixth place, it was Xu Zijian, and everyone cheered him on, but the result was unsatisfactory, Xu Zijian was brushed down, and he didn't even have the qualifications to be determined.

The frustrated Xu Zijian walked down from the stage, and everyone comforted him.

Xu Zijian and Mo Yu have a rematch, which is also a good thing, but it is not as perfect as I imagined before.

Zhou Lin and the two members of the association were arranged to participate in the competition tomorrow, so they didn't come today, Shen Mengyao's idea was very simple, at least two, right? Three are not extravagant.

Now pray that Zhou Lin and they can clear the level.

At half past one, Mo Yu invited everyone to lunch, and Xu Zijian failed, so he was not in the mood to eat supper at night.

Just eat a meal at noon.

After eating, Mo Yu said goodbye to everyone and turned around and went home.

Back at home, Lin Yi held his computer and didn't know what he was doing.

"Have you eaten?" Mo Yu asked casually.

"Yes, I ate it." Lin Yi nodded, and then looked at the computer without turning his eyes, his expression was very strict and focused.

Mo Yu looked at the computer and found that it was all some programming, not playing games or reading novels, as if he was working.

"Count jù programming, this guy will do this." Mo Yu was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't know much about the number of jù programming, but he once had a technician friend who specialized in this, but he didn't expect Lin Yi to know this.

Number jù programming, at least a high-IQ person, will be, right?

This seems a little unscientific.

A little Mo Yu restrained the surprise in his heart, turned around and left with three copies of the original manuscript of Zhu Xian.

Lin Yi hadn't paid attention to himself all the time, so after Mo Yu left, he didn't notice it.

After walking out, Mo Yu looked at a blank piece of A4 paper with three lines of small characters written on it.

【Kyoto Entertainment Newspaper】

【Kyoto Lunch Newspaper】

【Reading Newspapers】

These three newspapers and periodicals are the three new newspapers and periodicals that have been opened at present, and the newspapers and periodicals at noon are the newspapers and periodicals of the government units, while the first and third newspapers are private newspapers and periodicals.

Mo Yu is ready to submit his "Zhu Xian" to the newspaper.

There is a precedent for newspapers and periodicals to be divided, although ordinary works are not divided, but Mo Yu believes in his own works.

So after going out, Mo Yu took a taxi and went directly to Kyoto Entertainment Newspaper.

Of the three places, Mo Yu was selected according to the distance on the map, and the Kyoto Entertainment Newspaper was the closest to him, only five kilometers away.

Fifteen minutes later.

Mo Yu got off the taxi and looked at this CBB commercial building, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, when would he be able to work in this kind of place.

Put aside distractions.

Mo Yu found a job for the newspaper.

It is a five-storey building, the exterior decoration is OK, in fact, the boss is a businessman who specializes in advertising and promotion, and he makes newspapers, but also to increase his own advertising channels.

After walking in.

There were only a few people coming and going, and although there was no air conditioning, there was a coolness that made people feel comfortable.

At the front desk of the lobby, there are two girls standing, who are the reception staff.

As soon as he saw Mo Yu walk in, he immediately showed a professional smile.

"Hello, sir, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Yu took a manuscript with a smile on his face, walked over and said, "Hello, that's the case, I have a novel manuscript and want to submit it to the review editor of Kyoto Entertainment Newspaper. ”

Mo Yu said.

"Oh, okay, please wait a minute, please leave the manuscript to me first, you can rest a little."

The customer service staff did not show any disdain, or contempt, it was completely a reception staff, although there was no emotion, but at least the work was still very quick.

Mo Yu found a place to rest.

Do you think that the next part is a slap in the face?

But a novel is a novel after all, reality is reality after all, Kyoto Entertainment Newspaper, welcome everyone to contribute, as long as there is a manuscript, it's too late for people to be happy, who will go to the contributor for trouble for no reason?

They edit this bite of food, and they will offend their parents? Isn't this neuropathy?

The manuscript was sent, but it was only sent, and there were at least four or five people who submitted articles every day.

There are two groups of review editors, three people in one group, and there is not so much time for rapid review, after all, we must strive for excellence, and we can't just take a superficial look at it.

So the customer service lady told him to stay for three days.

After leaving his phone number, Mo Yu also left the Kyoto Entertainment Press.

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