Liang De touched the thick hair on the back of his head and felt that he really didn't look like a literary and artistic worker.
"Teacher Fengxian, I haven't been very good at writing since I was a child. I'd better forget about being a literary and artistic worker."
"The job I offer does not require writing anything. You only need to go to the front line and bring back various raw materials, and a partner will complete the subsequent sorting work for you."
"That's not the same as Jieyuan investigative reporters."
Tai Feng shook his sparkling head first and said: "It's different. The work of Jie Yuan's investigative reporters has a strong purpose. What they are looking for is the real thing.
As a novelist, what I need is not truth, but interesting stories.
Most of the time, I don't need to know if it is true or not, and I don't need to know why. I don't need you to kill people and grab treasures, or farm and hunt for the country.
What I need is a fresh perspective and some different thinking.
Mr. Liang, you just need to collide with different worlds, beat the world or be beaten by the world, and then turn what you see, hear, think and feel into an interesting story and submit it.
It doesn't matter if you and your partner make up random things after collecting the materials. As long as I think what you submit is interesting, I will pay you accordingly.
The basic salary for this job as a novelist's field assistant is 2.5k, and you must complete at least one material collection task every month. Travel expenses will be reimbursed for the first task every month, and you will be responsible for the rest."
"It sounds good, Teacher Fengxian. It would be better if the monthly salary could be a little higher. You see, if I can go home early, you can break through early. We have a common goal and vision, so I
I think around 15k is a more reasonable salary level..."
Taifeng first took out the lemon peel from the dry martini cocktail and chewed it raw, his eyes flat: "What, do you think I'm rich?"
"Uh... isn't it?"
Tai Fengxian swallowed all the sour lemon peel with sorrow, and his face began to distort:
“Many people think that those in our industry are already financially free, but in fact, the money earned from being a god and a novelist is simply not enough!
Do you think you are the last cause and effect I want to end?
Over the years, I have found more clones than there are bacteria in a bowl of Ganges water!
You are just an eye in my broken ship that is riddled with holes!
A needle's eye!
I'm obviously a decent virgin, why do I have so many needle holes, and why do I have to go to such trouble to upgrade!
15k, 15k every month! Do you know how many employees I have to pay, and do you know how difficult the Evil God’s Familiar Union is! Why don’t you go and rob it!”
Tai Feng first broke the wine glass angrily, and then gradually calmed down:
"Mr. Liang, I hope you understand that you are indeed a problem to me, but it is not a big problem. I cannot spend too much money, material, and energy on you.
Forget it if it’s somewhere else. If you want to go back to the Ancient Blue Star, you have to go out on your own. If it’s the best, I’ll add a pinhole to make you more confident about breaking through. If it doesn’t work, then I have nothing to do with it.
way.
When Bodhidharma crossed the river, I only had a reed, so I still had a boat.
My financial situation is also very tight now, so I can only provide you with a relatively stable field job. It’s up to you whether you do it or not.”
"Teacher Fengxian, can 3k be okay?"
"I'll give you an extra 100 yuan of causal subsidy every month. If it doesn't work, I'll put you down."
"Okay boss, no problem boss."
"You should call me Teacher Fengxian. We are both literary and artistic workers. Don't be so vulgar."
Tai Feng waved his hand and took out a document bag and a signature pen from the air and threw them to Liang De.
"Sign the contract, fill out the employment information form, pack your things, say goodbye to your teachers and classmates, and go straight to work.
You are stationed in World No. 415, Kukai This Coast, which also belongs to the Blue Star system. The living environment is very similar to your hometown, so you don’t have to worry about being acclimatized.
There will be another Cthulhu employee there to pick you up, and she will be your partner from now on, mainly handling the logistics and material sorting work."
Liang De flipped his pen and quickly read through the contents of the contract. There was no problem. No matter how hard it was, there were no pitfalls about the labor contract and user agreement in his hometown. All he had to do was sign it.
"Teacher Fengxian, what is the title of this position, assistant?"
"The punch of filling in the blanks."
"Fist of Utopia?"
"Yes, the fist of fantasy."
"Is this a fist thrown for the sake of fantasy? Teacher Fengxian, the title of your position is quite relevant. Then what is the name of my partner's position, Jio of Fantasy?"
"Your partner is an employee of my junior brother Du Gongtai, and his position is called Fantasy Paper.
After you finish handling the matters here, as soon as the cross-border bus arrives on this side of Kukai, she will use a ritual to summon you there."
Liang De just wanted to ask if he could advance his salary for a few months, but Tai Fengxian had already turned into nothingness and disappeared.
…
Liang De spent the next two months giving away people.
More than 90% of the people who got off the bus at Iroha City in Thunder Bluff went to participate in the spring recruitment. A few days later, on the cross-border bus, only a few of the original members of Sheng Wuxu Private High School except Liang De were left.
The evil teacher who didn’t get off the bus.
Baichuanhaiji World is located at the boundary between the air and the sea. These Red Tribulation Walkers, who have studied the preferential plans for several months and made countless deposits, plan to pick up the goods on site, which can save some express fees.
The boundary between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait is an uninhabited land in the universe 900,000 light-years away.
The cross-border bus stopped next to a red giant star, and several souls under the sword were getting off the bus to go shopping.
"Ade, all the feasts in the world come to an end. If you have the opportunity, come to the other side to study as my graduate student."
Chang Duanxuan took off his pair of Armani gold-rimmed glasses and put them on Liang De:
"This pair of glasses is just for you."
"I'm not short-sighted, Master."
Liang De reached out to take off his glasses but found that there was nothing on the bridge of his nose. He was about to ask Chang Duanxuan what was going on. Chang Duanxuan had already gotten off the cross-border bus with several other souls who had been killed by the sword.
Mo Feisheng shook out a flying carpet-like space jumper and sat cross-legged on it with Yuan Shengtian, Chang Duanxuan, Dong Cunzhen, Zhao Gufeng and Jiang Chi.
Old Yuan took out a new ocarina, acoustic harp and prepared to play a song, but was stopped by Mo Feisheng with a look of disgust.
"Lao Yuan, don't brag about your unlucky song today, and change it to something else.
Who doesn’t know how to play a musical instrument these days?”
This rough man used the mysterious energy of the fantasy sea to form a twenty-one-stringed zither and placed it in front of him. Dong Cunzhen took out a bronze drum, Zhao Gufeng held two iron wooden boards, and Jiang Chi took out a knife and turned it into a huqin, which was often broken.
Xuan took out a hole flute from his sleeve.
"Old Dong, please make a tune."
After the sonorous and stubborn sound of the bronze drum, their ensemble sounded at the edge of the desolate universe.
Although this melody is simple, it also means that great joy will come easily.
As the music played together, countless stars shook and burst into flames, shining like thunder, reflecting the universe in a brilliant light, and the light surged like a tide.
The songs of the dead souls under the sword gradually faded away in the brilliant light of the star explosion.
A laugh from the sea
The tide surges across the Taiwan Strait
Ups and downs, follow the waves, only remember the present moment
Heaven laughs
Trends in the world
God knows who will lose and who will win.
Jiangshanxiao
Yanyuyao
The waves wash away all the beauties in this mortal world
Qingfengxiao
actually caused loneliness
There is still a night photo left of pride
Common people laugh
no longer lonely
The pride is still smiling foolishly
…
After seeing everyone off, Liang De stepped into the summoning formation in the no-standing area of the cross-border bus.
Next stop, World No. 415, Kukai This Coast.
His figure blurred for a while and disappeared in the center of the formation.
[End of the first volume of "Fist, the Other Side and the Vending Machine"]
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An incompetent social animal who dreams of returning to his hometown in Blue Star.
A pair of furious fists that can only dream of destroying all the worlds.
Fighting madly with the world to protect literature and hair!
You said time travelers also have to work overtime?
I, Liang De, am going to fucking blow your fucking head off this time!
The life of the strong is so thrilling and exaggerated!