Chapter two hundred and twenty first writing black
After hearing this, Chen Meijia thought for a while: "Scientific research may not be accurate. Just like a cheat sheet, it is always good to make more preparations, just in case you can use it for the exam."
Zhuge strongly advised: "The cheat sheet was discovered, but the results will be canceled and sent for a make-up exam."
"There are so many second babies..." Chen Meijia has already let her imagination run wild: "It turns out it's to make up for the exam!"
Just when everyone is chatting.
The cell phone ringtone came.
"Ah... dear Zhan..."
When he heard this voice, Zhao Haitang, who was thinking about how many drinks he could drink, turned green for a moment.
Tang Zhan found that the number on the phone was Xiao Hei: "Okay, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up.
"Xiao Hei is looking for me, you guys talk first."
Xiao Hei called him and asked him for help.
We all get along very well living in the same apartment.
In addition, Xiao Hei has helped a lot in the past.
Tang Zhan was also curious about what Xiao Hei was looking for: "Xiao Hei, are you looking for me?"
The little Heiwen in front of him was so gentle that he had never seen him before.
But he had already guessed who this little black guy was.
"Please take a seat. Let me introduce myself first. I am a writing guy."
After the writing type Xiao Hei introduced himself, his eyes were very hot: "Tang Zhan, can you guide me in writing?"
"Guiding you in writing?"
Tang Zhan was not surprised that Xiao Hei knew about his novel writing.
Because since Zhuge Dali knew about it, almost all his friends around him knew about it.
But he suddenly remembered something.
If he remembers correctly.
The writing type Xiaohei will use big data to calculate the prenatal education animation "Zhuzhu Apartment".
The writing type Xiao Hei was very excited: "Tang Zhan, as the only writer in the iPartment, you are the only one who can guide me."
"Me, a literary giant?" Tang Zhan was a little embarrassed by the praise: "Stop praising me. By the way, why don't you ask Erwa and the others for help?"
"Don't mention it." The writing type Xiao Hei sighed with a melancholy expression: "Erwa told me that I should become a great screenwriter. Since I started reading and practicing writing, I found that some things are very...
It’s difficult, so…”
"Stop!" Tang Zhan interrupted: "Just tell me what problem you encountered."
The writing type Xiaohei nodded, leaning on the table with his hand to imitate the action of smoking: "Sanwa gave me two hard drives, one is big data, and the other is also big data."
Tang Zhan was helpless: "Why are you pretending to be Lu Xun? If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Okay." The writing type Xiao Hei frowned: "Sanwa told me that people are roughly the same and can be predicted. I analyzed the data and found that what he said was simply not correct. I can't predict you."
"oh."
After hearing this, Tang Zhan understood the reason.
If predicted normally, it should be very accurate.
Since the last time we were cut off from the higher-dimensional world.
In addition, he has this unstable factor.
It’s amazing that big data can predict accurately.
Xiao Hei asked him to help guide his writing.
He still has a bottom line at whatever level he is.
If it weren't for the fact that I read a lot of novels.
I guess he can't write anything.
Not to mention achieving success on Literary Network later.
but……
It’s not like I can’t guide.
In fact, no matter how he guides Xiao Hei, what he desires most is to succeed in writing.
And there are so many stories in his mind that he can't come up with them all by himself.
So you must find a reliable partner.
It is very suitable for writing-type black people.