Vol 2 Chapter 33: Fiction

　　 Two hours later, the show ends!
　　 On the way back, Morzos suddenly stopped.
　　 "What's the matter?" The two looked back at him at the same time.
　　 "No, it's okay!" Morrows frowned slightly, because the car parked in front of it seemed to be Dong Shaohua's car.
　　 But the front frame was recessed, as if it had been wiped.
　　 The most tacit understanding of the three is that they do not smoke. There is a story in it, a story long and long ago.
　　Mo Zhuosi's sight, as expected, saw the figure of Dong Shaohua in a smoke hotel next to him. At this time, Dong Shaohua's hand was bandaged, confirming his conjecture.
　　 It seems that it was a car accident.
　　 rear-end?
Probably!
　　 Seeing the scene where Dong Shaohua was arguing with others in the store, Mo Zhuosi was very touched. A month ago, the other party was still sitting in the office as a manager.
　　In a blink of an eye, the car crashed and his hand was injured. He bargained with someone for dozens of dollars.
　　 It seems a bit miserable after leaving.
　　 All three lived not far away. After Song Haoran got married, his father-in-law sent a car directly. As for Xiao Xinrong, he ran a business all day, and the car he bought with a loan is now seven or eight.
　　 But in order to cooperate with Morrows, they all came by taxi, and the brothers did this to no one.
　　 Waving, Song Haoran separated from the two at the corner of the intersection.
　　Xiao Xinrong murmured, holding his head: "In other words, have you ever thought about going out on your own?"
　　 "Single?" Morzos could not find North?
　　 "Yes, there are a lot of self-media entrepreneurships now, you can get one yourself, but the estimated workload is several times more than you are now." Xiao Xinrong said with a smile: "How is entrepreneurship better than your part-time job."
　　 "If you think about it, if you are starting a business, then the five million may directly invest you in your hands. How do you want to spend it?"
　　Muo Zhuo Si almost kicked over, smiled and scolded: "There must be someone willing to vote!"
　　 "I will help you find an investor, let's work together, let Lao Song quit his job, start a studio, and then start a company." Xiao Xinrong said with a smile on his face.
　　Mo Zhuosi looked at this guy despisely, his brain is full of entrepreneurship, and everything can be associated.
　　 "If there is a chance, I will notify you first." Morzos smiled and waved his hand, because he was about to go to the flyover, and the two had to return to their homes.
　　 "You said it!" Xiao Xinrong shouted loudly: "I'm waiting for you!"
　　……
　　Muo Zhuosi bought two cans of beer in the canteen downstairs, the Champions League tonight finally began, and his favorite team.
　　 Go home and turn on the TV to make the room less quiet.
　　 It took a little more than ten minutes to clean up the rubbish. Then he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to his "student" to ask about the learning situation.
　　 "How did the assignment assigned to you last time? Do you have any thoughts?"
　　 was originally prepared to make a noodle, but I didn't expect the other party to reply immediately.
"No!"
The word 　　 is clean.
　　 Mo Zhuo thought a bit, unscientific!
　　Why should I say something? Did you go to see it?
　　All the money was paid, just this attitude?
　　Mo Zhuosi pouted, forget it, too lazy to manage, anyway, his money has been accounted, just like how love.
　　 At this time, the new generation official website also sent him a text message.
　　 "Congratulations on your selection in the top 30 of the New Generation Literary Festival Literary Fiction Essay Competition, in the penultimate round of the competition, please enter the official website to fill in supplementary information, we will match each work with a beautiful cover!"
What the hell?
　　 When Mo Zhuosi uploaded the novel, the cover was a few big letters of "The Loser". In fact, there was no cover at all.
　　 Even if he wants to upload, there is no channel. It turns out that he has entered the top 30 to have this qualification.
　　 Sure enough, the game is only interesting until the end.
　　 He quickly picked up the computer and entered the official website of the new generation at the input site.
　　At this time, the literary fiction competition and art exhibition competition also came to an end. Of course, the most popular is literary novel.
　　 As for those artistic paintings, to be honest, few people can understand them.
　　 Poetry, few can understand.
　　 But God let me draw a wonderful collection of poems from another world, probably life!
　　The fate of poets is bumpy.
　　After he knew that he had signed this contract, he would bear such a name as "schizophrenic".
　　 There is a helpless smile on the corner of Mo Zhuo's mouth, which is probably the best choice.
　　 can explain the source of these works, but also benefit themselves.
　　 Besides, I didn't lie!
　　 It's really only me who can see it, not all of you.
　　 After logging in to the background of the new generation of authors, Mo Zhuosi suddenly saw three covers to choose from. Sure enough, the big platform is different, and he can choose himself!
　　 He chose a picture in the middle, with a pure black background, like a back on the street in the night of the 1980s, the man seemed to be incompatible with the surroundings.
　　 Crossing this topic is not the first time someone has been moved into a literary work.
　　But from the perspective of traversing the loser to explain the significance of contemporary losers, this is innovation, unique.
　　 At this time, there is a conspicuous famous book review under "The Loser", which is also the introduction given by the judges of this competition.
　　 "By rebirth to make the protagonist a prophet, it is a new type of writing in many historical literary works, but it is obviously an innovation in serious literature."
"Although the text of this book is relaxed~EbookFREE.me~, the protagonist's success from fantasy to countless failures undoubtedly makes people feel depressed to the extreme. This seems to describe the failure of a rebirth, but actually reflects contemporary reality. !"
　　 "In the contemporary era, most people are indifferent and innocent, and blame the others. Through the protagonist's creation, the more and more failed, let the readers reflect on themselves. What kind of achievements can they achieve?"
　　 "Are you a winner? A loser?"
　　The last rhetorical question asked many people to like it. Although the skills of this book have yet to be improved, and even the text description is very simple, at least it is smooth to read.
　　 Plus the meaning behind the theme is thought-provoking. After entering the top 30, the votes are currently ranked in the twenty.
　　 There are some high-ranking books in it. Morrowth can't see it and will give up in five minutes. If there is no problem in it, then he is totally unbelievable.
　　I can get to this step without a vote, but it is really a miracle.
　　In the background of the author, I will also receive some messages from readers, such as supporters and curses!
　　Muo Zhuosi completed his own data. He had no previous work. His current work situation and the author’s personal photos. Although he did not think his photos could be exposed in the new generation, he still filled in all the materials.
　　 No one thought, turned around and cooked the noodles, just poured some soy sauce, and the phone rang.
　　Muo Zhuosi hurriedly walked over and received a text message.
　　 "Hello Mr. Mo, I am from Donghai Culture Publishing House. Is the copyright of your novel "The Loser" complete?"
　　 Morzos opened his mouth slightly and his eyes widened. What does that mean?
　　 yourself.
　　 This fuck.
　　 Want to sell copyright?