My house collapsed from the top, and the system just came?

Under the mask of the faceless man, Wang Mo showed an intriguing smile.

Of course, he currently does not have He Zhixing's contact information.

But when he left the capital, He Zhixing personally sent a message and invited him to his home.

Some time ago, Wang Mo was still thinking about what reasons he could use to visit Professor He Zhixing in the capital to deepen the relationship between the two parties.

After all, if there is no contact, the relationship will fade away.

did not expect.

The opportunity just arrived at my door.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo looked at the boy on the line and said, "This classmate, I can bring your words to Professor He. Of course, you'd better attach your own academic certificates, usual grades, your own strengths and weaknesses, The reasons why you want to be Mr. He's disciple...etc. I will show them to Mr. He at that time. As for whether you can impress him or get him to give you a chance to contact you by phone, that depends on you. It’s up to you.”

In the lens.

The boy seemed completely unaware that Xilou actually agreed to his wish.

He originally just said it casually without any intention of success.

But when he heard Xilou's words, the boy was stunned for several seconds.

Wang Mo smiled and said: "Netizens of Luozi Audio, did you hear it?"

Only then did the boy come back to his senses, his face full of surprise: "Okay, okay, I'll get ready. Thank you, Mr. Xilou."

When Wang Mo was talking.

Netizens in the live broadcast room have already exploded.

"Is this okay?"

"Isn't it? Can Xilou really contact Professor He?"

"What the hell, who are you? The entertainment industry can ask the queen Xu Mengqi to sign a limited edition, and the literary world can talk to Mr. He Zhixing in person."

"The script, it's definitely the script!"

"I do not believe!"

A netizen named "Qingyu" even said in the barrage: "Although Xilou has a little culture, any student from Qingbei Liberal Arts College will not be inferior to him, right? Let alone Professor He's disciples." And as a college student studying literature, I have long heard about Professor He’s character. What he hates most is building relationships. Even if Xilou knows Professor He, I don’t think he can speak in front of Professor He. Otherwise It’s too outrageous.”

This netizen’s barrage was approved by many people.

After all, many of the netizens watching Xilou's live broadcast are literate, and it is not that other anchors are illiterate in the live broadcast room.

At the same time, the number of fans and private messages of "Luozi Yousheng" also began to increase dramatically.

Countless people sent private messages to each other.

"Brother, let me know if you succeed."

"Brother, you're not a bastard, are you?"

"Brother, if Xilou really has the ability to connect you with He Zhixing, you must tell everyone."

"..."

Regarding the content of the barrage, Wang Mo just smiled.

No explanation.

Due to the previous successful connection cases, the fire in the hearts of netizens has been completely ignited for the next connection, and they are clamoring for a successful connection.

The number of people in the live broadcast room also skyrocketed from more than 20,000 to more than 40,000.

And the number of fans has also increased by tens of thousands in a short period of time!

See this scene.

Yuan Xiong, who was standing aside and watching the live broadcast, clenched his fist fiercely: "Sure enough, we are on the right track."

Except for He Zhixing's relationship.

Several autographed photos of celebrities.

Several signed photos.

These gifts are nothing to the energy of Yunhai Media.

But the long-term benefits Wang Mo gained are immeasurable.

for the rest of the time.

Several more netizens successfully connected.

Someone asked for tickets to a certain star's concert.

Some people hope that they can take their parents on a trip.

Someone asked Xilou to call him husband in Wang Mo's voice. The key is that the other person is a man.

Except for some perverted requests, Wang Mo basically responded to every request.

When the time came to about ten o'clock. ,

Wang Mo connected with a netizen again.

This netizen’s name is: “There is no color in this world.”

After the connection was successful, the other party seemed not to be facing the camera, and the live broadcast screen showed darkness.

Wang Mo didn't think much about it. There are all kinds of people on the Internet, and it's normal for some people not to like to appear on camera.

He asked as usual: "This netizen, what is your wish?"

This world has no color: "Can any wish be accepted?"

The sound seemed hollow.

Wang Mo still didn't care and said with a smile: "You can mention your wish first. As long as it is reasonable and I can help you to the best of my ability, I will fulfill it for you."

There is no color in this world: "Then let me ask you: can you make my world colorful?"

Um?

What is the problem?

Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Mo's mind instantly.

Is the other party totally color blind?

Or a blind person?

Or is it something else?

He quickly asked: "What disease do you suffer from and do you need treatment?"

This world has no color: "If it can't be cured, I won't make a wish if it can be cured."

Wang Mo was speechless.

Since it can't be cured, what else do you say?

He had no choice but to say: "I'm sorry, this classmate. I can only fulfill some ordinary wishes for others. If you have any inner discomfort or other problems, it is recommended that you seek treatment from relevant professionals as soon as possible. Of course, if you have any If you ask for ordinary needs here, I will definitely do it for you. For example: blessings from celebrities, group photos, photos, autographs... etc."

"unnecessary."

There is no color in this world, and the voice becomes more and more hollow: "Sure enough, I thought it was too beautiful. No matter how hard I try, this world will no longer have color, so what's the point of staying here?"

then.

Faintly, Wang Mo heard footsteps.

His heart jumped for no reason: "Classmate? Is this classmate still here?"

But no matter how he shouted, there was still no answer.

But the netizens in the live broadcast room were dissatisfied.

"Who is this person? What nonsense are you talking about."

"I finally succeeded in connecting, but I made an inexplicable wish. Are you sick?"

"From what I hear in his voice, he is sick!"

"Anchor, hang up, next one! Waste of time!"

"Yes, hurry up, next one!"

"Next!"

"Next!"

Even several staff nearby signaled to hang up the phone.

However, Wang Mo did not disconnect. I don't know if it was his hallucination or some other reason. After the barrage floated out, he clearly heard a voice from the netizen who said "This world has no color": "Heh."

Cold and indifferent.

Almost emotionless.

Wang Mo didn't even believe that such a voice came from a young man.

moment.

Wang Mo had goosebumps all over his body. He was about to shout something to the camera.

Faintly.

There was a burst of restlessness on the phone, and some vague voices came over: "Where are the people? Where have they gone?"

"It was there just now."

"Hey, why is this door open?"

Then, there was a scream: "No, he went to the top of the building!"

I also had some accidents, and I was supposed to have surgery tomorrow. But my feet were too swollen, so I had to postpone it until Wednesday, which meant that I had to endure one more day of wearing. I have been lying in bed for eight days unable to move o(╥﹏╥)o.