After getting up the next morning, Zhang Zhong looked at Weiyu first.
Different from yesterday, netizens’ essays today are all kinds of and there are various versions. It’s not that the netizens are deliberately being funny, it’s that they really don’t understand what they want to express in the pictures.
In fact, this was what Zhang Zhong had expected. After all, he felt that if he hadn't known the story of Snow White, he wouldn't have been able to guess what the story was.
There is also the important element of the magic mirror, which Pengpeng could not draw at all. Many people thought that what the queen was facing was just a painting.
Since no one could guess the story, Zhang Zhong found a comment in the comment area with more likes and a relatively reliable story, and left a message asking him to write his address.
Of course this time it was no longer an acquaintance. After the other party gave Zhang Zhong his address and contact information, he talked a lot more. Zhang Zhong also chatted with him for a few words and asked him what he wanted before going offline.
Already.
He would not send the book directly from his home, but would first send the book to Agitation Literature, and then send it to the lucky readers from Agitation Literature.
If the reader has no special requirements, it can even save him the step of sending books to Agitate Literature, because Agitate Literature has already got many books in the club before.
After doing this, he wrote the story of "The Ugly Duckling" and "Snow White" on Weiyu for everyone's reference.
Netizens didn't have much reaction when they saw "The Ugly Duckling". After all, this story is relatively simple, and many people have written it almost the same.
But when they saw the story of "Snow White", many people couldn't help but cursed.
First of all, the name "Snow White" alone was enough to shock them.
In this painting, don’t everyone have the same skin color?
After that, there are a lot of elements like magic mirror and poison apple.
Especially when they saw the poison apple section, everyone couldn't help but feel ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past.
Isn't this a pear?
Although people complained a lot, they still rated this story quite highly.
They did not classify these two stories as the "works" of a fifth-grade vegetative person. They only considered them to be short stories he made up in his spare time.
Some netizens who are parents are quite happy.
[There are new stories to tell, and both of them sound good.]
【Yeah, yeah, I hope the vegetative person will come every day.】
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Zhang Zhong just smiled knowingly when he saw these comments. His original intention in posting these pictures was to share the happiness that Pengpeng's painting brought him, but he did not expect to provide stories to those parents.
It can be regarded as a good thing done.
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At 4:30 in the afternoon, Tong Can was pacing back and forth in front of the bar in the Green Field Bookstore. His anxiety was almost filling the entire bookstore.
Zhang Junwei was a little anxious when he left, "I said you can't stay still for a while, the floor tiles in my store are almost ruined by you."
Tong Can stretched his neck and glanced outside the store, muttering, "Lao Zhang, didn't you say that people in a vegetative state usually come around three o'clock? It's already half past four, so he won't come."
"Oh, who knows, but I think since he said he would come over, he won't break his promise. Just wait calmly."
Tong Can shook his head and sighed again. How could he calm down? The thought of seeing him in a vegetative state made his heart feel like a restless little wild horse, unable to stop at all.
In fact, he had doubts about Zhang Junwei's acquaintance with a fifth-grade vegetative person, but he knew Zhang Junwei well and would never lie to him about this matter.
He asked Zhang Junwei how he met the fifth-grade vegetative person.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Junwei told him in a pretentious manner, "Don't say it, don't say it."
Tong Can saw Zhang Junwei's mean expression at that time. If he hadn't committed murder and committed a crime, he would have wanted to blow Zhang Junwei's head off.
"Junwei, a glass of water."
While Tong Can was waiting anxiously, a young man came in, said something to Zhang Junwei, then glanced at Tong Can and said to him, "Come with me."
He is a fifth grade vegetative!
When Tong Can saw the fifth-grade vegetative person in front of him, he always felt familiar, and it wasn't because of the photo online last time.
In fact, the last time he saw that photo, Tong Can felt familiar. But after seeing the real person this time, the feeling of familiarity became even deeper.
Tong Can followed Zhang Zhong to a deserted corner of the store in a daze.
"Sit down."
Zhang Zhong sat down first and then said to Tong Can.
Tong Can quickly sat down and said with excitement, "Dad Vegeta, I am your biggest fan, every one of your books..."
Zhang Zhong waved his hand towards him, "Don't flatter me yet, let's talk about business. I heard from Junwei that you want to make a mobile game called 'Murder Game'?"
Straight to the point, the speed at which he got into the topic caught Tong Can off guard.
"Yes... Lao Zhang is right. I want to make a 'killing game' mobile game and I want your authorization."
"Tell me the conditions."
Tong Can's mouth twitched, why did he feel that the person sitting in front of him was not a great writer, but a businessman.
"I want to start a mobile game company called 'Murder Game' and give you shares directly."
"Does that mean you don't want to give money?"
"No, no, shares are money. When the company becomes bigger, there will be dividends every year." Tong Can quickly explained.
Zhang Zhong leaned back on his chair and laughed when he looked at Tong Can in front of him. He actually didn't care how much money he got, he mainly wanted to tease the child.
Shares can be said to be money, but it depends on how much is invested.
If Tong Can invests 100 million in the company and gives Zhang Zhong 20 shares, that is to say, he is giving 20 million.
But if you don’t invest much in the early stage and just want to draw a picture for Zhang Zhong to see, it’s no different than not giving money.
Maybe Zhang Zhong will even help with part-time work.
"Tell me about the plan." Zhang Zhong asked instead, not bothering about the shares.
Tong Can organized his words and said, "I am going to invest one million in the early stage to make the mobile game first, and then invest another one million for later publicity. Regarding publicity, I think this way, let's create a hegemony in the game.
There will be things like competitions, and whoever has the highest points will receive generous prizes later on. The money is very exciting, and I think it will definitely attract a large number of players."
"How to make a profit?"
"Making profit is easy." Tong Can smiled confidently, "Most games make money in the same way, basically relying on selling virtual items. We can learn from other mobile games. I have done some research in the past two days and I can make it.
For privileged props, such as opening a VIP room or something, you can also learn from those blind date apps and get some intimate props. There are many men and women in the game, so there is definitely a market. You can also consider accepting advertisements and making money from traffic."