Chapter 211: Crying Bag

What are you good at?

Nanyin's question successfully stopped Gu Shuheng.

He pondered for a moment, and found that he knew a lot of things, so he counted them on his fingers.

"Before I changed careers, I worked in the Huameng Security Center as a boss."

"Because of his outstanding work, he was transferred to the military department as the chief of joint logistics support."

"At the age of 45, I was tired of being the chief executive, so I took over the recruitment of Huameng Business Center and became the chief commercial officer......

He kept chattering, and Nanyin counted his resume and found that it was very brilliant.

This can be said to be a model of entering politics and joining the army, after entering the army, he entered the army, and finally entered the academic circle.

Don't look at the job he is doing now, but in fact, the job of chief director is only part-time.

His true identity is to lead the task of exploring the lost human civilization despite public opinion.

It can be said that without his persistence, this exploration project would not have appeared.

However, no matter how brilliant his resume is, he can't stand up to his lack of talent and craftsmanship.

Therefore, regarding the fact that he wanted to make money part-time, Nanyin was silent for a long time and then asked him, "What are you interested in?" ”

"I want to learn how to play iron flowers."

He's serious, Rayson they're black question mark faces, and Nanyin isn't much better.

I don't know when I touched Ye Zhiyan behind her, and complained with a black line, "I see that you are idle and panicked." ”

"It's also possible to be sick."

"Why is it sick?"

Gu Shuheng didn't like to hear this, he decided to talk to Ye Zhiyan and said, "I love to watch the iron flower, is there a problem?" ”

"No problem, but if you want to make extra money, there is a problem."

Nanyin said bluntly, "The traditional skill of striking iron flowers is only suitable for large-scale celebrations or events. ”

"In addition, it is hard work to make iron flowers, and I can't make much money with extra money."

"The most important thing is that no one will invite you."

If you are crazy, you will ask Gu Shuheng to perform.

really invited him, what's the difference between inviting an ancestor back.

"You change it."

Gu Shuheng thought about it seriously, "What about learning to be a building lamp?" ”

Good guy, from striking iron flowers to building lamps, the span of this one is not ordinarily large.

His mindset can be described as whimsical.

Thinking of Jianzhan's relevant information, she pursed her lips, "The difficulty of learning this is no less than that of playing iron flowers." ”

"I'm so smart that I'm sure I'll learn it as soon as I learn it."

Gu Shuheng didn't think so, and was still confused about his own IQ, but he ignored his manual ability, and said unashamedly, "You say I'm not suitable?" ”

Hinkson couldn't hold back, and complained sharply, "You can pull it down, you can't even pull the embryo of pottery, it's more difficult to build a lamp, don't embarrass yourself." ”

"You've pulled the embryo too?"

In unison, the same shock.

Nanyin and they couldn't figure it out, how idle Lao Gu was, so he would think about pulling the embryo.

"Pull through."

Gu Shuheng, who was self-aware of his embryo pulling technique, smiled embarrassedly, "I didn't pull it successfully." ”

"But I really think it's easier to build a lamp than to pull a embryo."

I think so, when you really get started, you will find that your eyes will see, your brain will remember, and people will learn.

Then, as soon as it is done, it will be scrapped.

How confident you are when you learn, how decadent you are when you do it.

Nanyin didn't know what to say, so she could only persuade, "Dao'er, can we work steadfastly?" ”

The implication is that you don't have to think about it all day long, and you don't have to worry about running out of food when you hold the iron rice bowl.

Gu Shuheng didn't understand, she didn't know, but according to his estimate, she should have understood.

It's that the direction of understanding may be a bit off.

Because he threw the problem to himself.

"Since you said that I am not suitable to be a builder, what do you think I am suitable for?"

Nanyin wanted to shout for help, she looked at Ye Zhiyan, who gave her a helpless look with her hands.

She looked at Rayson and motioned with her eyes for him to persuade.

Rayson looked at her and discussed with Hinkson what to eat tonight.

The main one is not about oneself and hangs high.

made Nanyin so irritable, so he could only say aggrievedly, "I don't think you're suitable for anything." ”

Gu Shuheng, "??? ”

"What's that?"

Gu Shuheng, who suspected that he was having auditory hallucinations, plucked out his ears and looked incredulous, "What did you just say?" ”

"I don't fit into anything? Why doesn't it fit into anything? I think I was also a famous talent back then, Wu can go into battle to kill insects, and Wen can write ......"

"Wait."

Nanyin, who didn't want to listen to his long and boastful speeches, grasped the point and decisively interrupted him, "Can you write?" ”

Gu Shuheng, who was interrupted by surprise, was stunned for a moment, and then hummed, "Yes, I can write." ”

"Can't you write?"

It's good not to answer rhetorical questions, as a good young man in the era of science and technology, who still can't write.

That's right, just do this.

Hurry up and get the people done.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "I will definitely write, but I don't know how you write Dao'er?" ”

"I can write a few for you to see."

"Write!"

It's good, it's finally time to get rid of people.

decided, even if the words written by Dao'er are similar to those of chicken feet, she has to boast about the flowers.

The main one is talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Soon, Gu Shuheng came back with a pen and paper.

The white and smooth paper, the black pen, and the posture are like a professional calligrapher.

Not to mention anything else, the momentum is really enough.

Then as soon as the words were written, Nanyin was silent, and Ye Zhiyan and they looked appreciative.

"Don't say anything else, the words are really good."

Rayson nodded, "I can't look at him anywhere, but this handwriting is really good." ”

Nanyin, "??? ”

Is this serious?

Is it the world that is too crazy, or is her aesthetic of words different?

"It's ready to be published."

Hinkson also came along.

The doubts on Nanyin's face deepened, and she said softly, "Old Ye, if I'm not mistaken, I copied calligraphy in the second world. ”

"Hmm."

Ye Zhiyan, who didn't know what he meant, was suddenly summoned, and subconsciously responded, only after responding did he react incorrectly, and replied softly, "You mean that Lao Gu's words are very poor?" ”

Nanyin couldn't say anything, "It's not bad, it's good!" ”

It's really not bad, neat and tidy.

It can be said that it is almost exactly the same as the printed type.

Lao Lei is right, it can indeed be first published, because Lao Ye's words are placed together with the printed book, and it is impossible to distinguish which is written by Lao Ye and which is printed.

Ye Zhiyan chuckled, "I don't think you look very good." ”

He looked at Gu Shuheng, who was immersed in writing, "Lao Gu is most proud of his good handwriting, you can be more leisurely when you comment, be careful that he cries to show you." ”

What the hell?

Nanyin looked confused, "He's still crying?" ”

"Cute crying."

Since he had said so much, Ye Zhiyan was not afraid to reveal Gu Shuheng's black history to Nanyin, he said softly, "He has a nickname, called Crying Bao." ”