Chapter 12 belated golden finger

"Ding"

A sound like a piano, like a drop of water dripping on the surface of the water, like an electronic start-up sound resounded in the brain, instantly sweeping away the chaotic plot of the novel, and the whole brain went blank.

"It's a card!?"

Guan Moyu was surprised to visualize the cards floating in the sky in his mind, and he always felt familiar.

"Is this my golden finger?" Guan Moyu's eyes showed a gleam.

Closing his eyes, Guan Moyu tried to focus all his attention on the card that was still a little illusory.

As I focused my attention, the cards that gradually changed from fantasy to reality became clearer and clearer, and as time passed, even the mysterious patterns on the cards were clearly visible.

The whole card is about the same size as a playing card, and the thickness is as thick as the four playing cards combined, and there are some mysterious patterns that emit a golden glow and resemble words all over the periphery of the card.

On the back of the card is a pitch-black, unreadable figure, and in the figure's hand, it is a golden scepter with a golden yellow body and mysterious patterns all over its body, exuding a kind of aura of authority.

On the front of the card, in the upper left corner, there are two golden Chinese characters for 'Writing', and in the upper right corner, there are two Chinese characters for 'Elementary', which are also golden yellow.

Under the four words, there are two horizontal cards, one gold and one purple gold, which resemble the barcode of the game upgrade bar, and the barcode is filled with golden and purple-gold liquids.

Below the barcode, it is composed of golden yellow patterns to form a square box, which is filled with text, as if it is crisscrossing in a fight, and in the end, all the words either disappear or merge, and finally only the three golden characters of 'Wukong Biography' are left, exuding a dazzling light.

"Buzz"

It was at this time that the illusory card trembled slightly, and instantly changed from illusory to real.

Under Guan Moyu's surprised gaze, a golden light shot out from the 'Legend of Wukong', instantly hitting the forehead of the figure he had visualized.

The thoughts were ethereal in an instant, and the original "The Legend of Wukong", which I had only read once, emerged in my mind, and the "Legend of Wukong" adapted by myself also emerged, and the two novels turned into sentences in my mind, and then explained to Guan Moyu the essentials of writing, as well as the ideas contained in the novel.

Time passed, I don't know if it was a day, a month, or a year, Guan Moyu woke up from his ethereal state.

The two "The Legend of Wukong" in my mind have disappeared, and have been replaced by a 200,000-word one, a new "The Legend of Wukong".

Guan Moyu doesn't know what other people think, anyway, in his opinion, this new "The Legend of Wukong" is a step higher than what he wrote and what he wrote in terms of character portrayal and plot.

At the same time, the card shook again, and as an invisible ripple crossed the sea space, Guan Moyu's heart flashed with a hint of enlightenment, and he also had a general understanding of the card in front of him.

The card in front of him is because he has traveled through time and space to form an ability, or rather his superpower.

According to the description of the card, the card is divided into seven levels: Basic, Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Expert, Master, and Grandmaster.

And in order to form a card, only by absorbing the beliefs, thoughts, and other existence of sentient beings can the card be formed. It's like 'writing', it's because of Wukong's biography that everyone knows his writing ability, which is formed.

Once the card is formed, the next upgrade does not require faith, and with the improvement of Guan Moyu's writing ability, the level will naturally increase gradually.

This is not to say that faith is useless, there are two barcodes on the card, the golden one can be said to be experience, as long as the experience value is full, the level will be upgraded, and now the experience of the 'writing' card has increased from 20% at the beginning to 45%, which is still thanks to the realization in the ethereal state just now.

The purple-gold barcode is about the belief in writing, and these beliefs also have a lot of functions.

Just like the ethereal state just now, it consumes a lot of faith, and the other has the effect of 'concentration' and 'flash of inspiration' when writing, just trying to apply this state to the body, and the consumption of faith is not a lot.

In fact, if you want to talk about Mo Yu, it's not so much about faith, it's better to say that fame is coming.

As soon as the thought of visualization turned, Guan Moyu quickly discovered that there was a very illusory card not far away, and it took a long time to make effort, except for the words 'Flying Sword Technique', everything else was not clear.

Looking at the card in a state of ruin, Guan Moyu's eyes flashed, and he thought of the card that appeared in his mind half a month ago, when he was confused.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Guan Moyu thought about everything clearly, when he shot the scar youth with the 'Flying Sword Technique' in front of hundreds of people, so the card was formed, but unfortunately the number of people at that time was still too small, so the fame absorbed was not enough to form a card.

Gathering his thoughts, opening his eyes, and looking at the novel he had just written in his hand, Guan Moyu frowned slightly, feeling very dissatisfied, just swept his eyes and found three flaws.

almost didn't think about it, picked up the pen and changed a few sentences on the paper, and the whole plot was sublimated, whether it was a sense of substitution or writing, it was stronger than before.

Putting down the pen and paper, Guan Moyu lay on the bed that had lost its fragrance, and the surprise came too suddenly, making him feel a little illusory and unreal for a while.

At this moment, thoughts are tumbling in my mind, and another world, the things of this world keep coming to mind.

Leaving the club, leaving home, and leaving school, although he has been writing novels for half a month, Guan Moyu still feels confused and can't see the road ahead.

With the success of "The Legend of Wukong", he knows that he will be able to live in the future, and he will be able to live a very nourishing life, but he is still confused and unwilling in his heart, no matter how well he writes novels, it is just commissions, Ni Kuang and the like, maybe by coincidence, he can still hold the beauty.

However, as a time-traveling reborn, he was not satisfied with this achievement.

However, what if he is not satisfied, he doesn't have a diploma, he doesn't have acting skills, and he doesn't have anything else, just thinking about how Xing Ye has worked for ten years to become a superstar, it makes him a little hesitant, even if he is a reborn.

Reality can't be the same as in novels, there is no golden finger, he is just an ordinary person who has a vision thirty years ahead of everyone else, and if he wants to succeed, it can't be as simple as in the novel.

However, now everything is different, with Goldfinger, he can experience everything he wants to experience and get everything he wants.

Opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling above his head, Guan Moyu couldn't help but whisper: "Jin. Scale. How's. Be. Cistern. Middle. Things, as soon as they encounter the wind and clouds, they will turn into dragons, and now, the wind and clouds are already in hand. ”

Sitting up violently, Guan Moyu took the pen and paper again, and copied the brand new "The Legend of Wukong" in his mind.

Although the novel is now more than half serialized, he can publish this new book into a book, and he will naturally get a good salary and fame at that time.

Five minutes later.

"Bump"

Zhang Ya walked into the room with a complicated expression of unhappiness and joy on her face, sat on the bed, handed the two newspapers in her hand to Guan Moyu, and said indignantly: "Damn Ming Pao, it's really right not to serialize in newspapers and periodicals." ”

Put down the pen, first picked up the "Daily Daily", looked at the series of reports on it, and couldn't help but show a touch on his face, knowing where the fame needed to form the card came from.

Put down the daily newspaper, picked up "Ming Pao", took a cursory look, and soon found the report interviewing Zhang Ya.

The whole article is full of praise for Zhang Ya and "The Legend of Wukong", and there is also a lot of space about "Zhu Xian", only he himself has been brought by a few strokes, and it is these few strokes that faintly exude the meaning that Zhang Ya wants to promote him and put his name on the author.

After reading it, Guan Moyu couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart, he didn't care if he was robbed of his fame by Zhang Ya, after all, the other party not only saved his life, at the beginning, it was he who took the initiative to use the other party's fame for publicity, and he couldn't complain about the other party if he was taken away from his fame.

However, Ming Pao's approach is too disgusting, for the sake of sales, not only does he not report on him, the author, but deliberately misleads readers and smears him, which makes Guan Moyu feel happy.

In fact, Guan Moyu didn't know, Zhang Ya may have guessed something, Ming Pao was giving Zhang Ya a prestige, wanting to get the serialization rights of "Zhu Xian", but now it has completely angered both of them.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, Guan Moyu showed a sneer, he had nowhere to vent his anger before he was reborn, and he didn't want to continue after being reborn.

"Look, do you have any ideas?" Guan Moyu sneered and handed Zhang Ya the "Legend of the New Wukong" with a few hundred words written in his hand.

"Huh?"

Suspiciously, she took the original manuscript, and after just a few glances, Zhang Ya's eyes couldn't help but light up, the quality of the novel was at least one level higher than the previous one, and what surprised her even more was that in just half an hour, the writing of this guy in front of her was no worse than her at all.

"I'm finally able to get out of fiction." Zhang Ya's first thought was not to take revenge on Ming Pao, but to think of "Zhu Xian".

As the top actress in Hong Kong, Zhang Ya naturally can't be too idle, this half month is just a blank period, and after writing "The Legend of Wukong", her interest in writing has dissipated, and recently another movie found her, but because she wanted to write "Zhu Xian", it was difficult for her to choose for a while.

Looking at the happy Zhang Ya, Guan Moyu was mistaken, and immediately said with a smile: "The new version of "The Legend of Wukong" is all adapted, with a total of 200,000 words, and it will be published by Tiantian Daily, so I will be disgusted by Ming Pao." ”

Coming back from her thoughts, Zhang Ya's eyes lit up again, and a smile also appeared on her pretty face, and she said, "This is very much in line with my wishes, and it is accurate." ”

"Leave everything to me." Zhang Ya temporarily suppressed the thoughts in her heart and patted her towering chest.

The swaying towering made Guan Moyu dazzled for a while, if it was in the comics, the nosebleed would have spurted out.

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