In the tavern, Cao Zhe and Zhang Bairen chatted for a long time and talked a lot.
I have to say that perhaps in this world, only Zhang Bairen can truly keep up with the height and depth of Cao Zhe's thinking.
They have all jumped out of the world's framework, and even experienced temporary gains and losses.
However, Zhang Bairen also has different views and opinions on many things.
This is as it should be.
No one with great ambition can just repeat another person's path and thoughts.
Gentlemen are harmonious but different. Cao Zhe and Zhang Bairen are probably not 100% gentlemen, but they still have the style of gentlemen.
Under the common goal, small differences can be decided by time.
With Zhang Bairen taking action, the whole world was enthusiastically discussing the matter of being canonized as a Hundred Saints.
Master Cao Zhe, as the first sage, certainly has no controversy.
However, there are still so many spots left!
Who doesn’t want to leave a name in history?
Or leave this world in the image of a 'holy'?
Some capable people have already begun to build momentum for themselves in the arena or court.
All of a sudden, names such as Book Sage, Soldier Sage, Sword Sage, Sword Sage, Martial Sage, Confucian Sage, Poetry Sage, etc. appeared from all directions.
Often when there is a crash with a name, the person with the same name will spontaneously invite a fight, and compete in terms of 'professionalism' based on the title they are fighting for.
It’s also another wave of propaganda.
This actually stimulated the "activity" of the entire world in a disguised way, making the contestants who had become somewhat lacking in fighting spirit as they were approaching the "end" become active again.
In the warm soup of Shanshi, Gouzi put a towel on his face, soaked in the blue medicinal soup pool, and let out a satisfied cry.
"Tonight's consumption is all covered by your dog brother! You guys are open to play, don't be polite to you dog brother!" Gouzi said generously to the ghost cultivators and warriors who were soaking in the same pool of water.
"Brother Dog is awesome!"
"Well done, Brother Dog!"
"Brother Dog, you are so handsome!" Everyone expressed their praises.
Gouzi pressed it with his hands, then picked up the water, poured it on his body, and rubbed it slowly... as if he could make mud balls.
"Enough nonsense, Brother Gou, I also have a name. I want to compete, compete! I hope you brothers can help me with this matter!" Gouzi said that he was bleeding and inviting everyone to the bath. main purpose.
Everyone knew what he meant, so they all said, "Brother Dog's matter! It's our matter! Isn't it just to gain fame and seize the holy position?"
"What's that called?"
"Brother Dog, don't worry! You tell me your name first! We brothers will definitely help you publicize it."
Gouzi smiled and said: "Okay! Then I won't be polite to you, Brother Gou!"
"Brother Dog, I plan to cast a wide net this time, so I have prepared a few more names."
"First of all, there are Ghost Saint, Yin Saint, Word Saint, Handsome Saint, Tian Saint..." Gouzi said slowly, from one to ten, and then to dozens.
The expressions of the people around him also changed from expectation, to stiffness, to numbness... and finally to collapse.
It was clearly a lively soup pool, and outside it was clearly the shy and cheerful laughter and playfulness of young ladies.
But what was echoing in the big soup pool was empty loneliness.
"It's uncomfortable if you don't massage it, it's holy, it's No. 86, it's the furthest thing to pee on, it's the vanguard of anti-furui control, it's sure to die when you smelt copper, it's yyds, it's holy..." Gouzi was still gushing, It's just that this name has gradually evolved from being reliable and reasonable to being completely bullshit, and no one will ever compete with him.
"Dog...Brother Dog! Interrupt!"
"The names you mentioned... some of them are too free and uninhibited. I guess there are no competitors. But if you can't be selected into the Hundred Saints List, that's meaningless!" The Yodel raised his hand to interrupt Gouzi's words. Continue to fill your brain with magic sounds.
Gouzi clapped his hands and said, "Ha! You just don't understand!"
"What is reverse marketing? What is prank psychology? What does everyone think is good, but it doesn't work? What everyone thinks is hopeless, but it is chosen?"
Yoder said: "That... Brother Dog, I really don't understand. Can you explain all these words in detail?"
Gouzi was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "It doesn't matter! Explaining the specific meaning of nouns is something that only novice writers can do by copying and pasting on the Internet to make up the number of words. Brother Gou and I will never do it. "
"Give me an example!"
"If there were a secret ballot beauty pageant now, there would be three beauties selected."
"Aunt Hongyu, Senior Sister Gong, and... Brother Miaozhuang, who do you choose based on your conscience?"
All eyes were subconsciously focused on Brother Miao.
Brother Miao, who was tall and muscular, slowly folded his arms, covered his rough chest hair, and then stamped his feet and turned around.
"I like a good figure! So... I choose Brother Miao!" The yordle was the first to vote.
"I like people with gentle temperament! So, I also choose Brother Miao!" A ghost cultivator followed closely and said.
"I like beautiful people, but what does being beautiful have to do with me?"
"I choose Brother Miao! At least I want to see what Brother Miao looks like in women's clothing." An ugly ghost cultivator said with abandon.
So after a round of questioning, two-thirds of the entire soup pool was chosen by Brother Miao.
Hongyu and Gong Ruolin shared the remaining one-third.
This is outrageous.
"Look! This is the mentality that I can't get it, but I want to piss off the 'authority'."
"So in my opinion, the more unreliable the name is, the less competition there is, and the more likely it is to gain support and be selected into the Hundred Saints List." Gouzi stood up with high spirits, stood up, and pointed his sword.
There was solemnity all around, and then there was warm applause.
Many people were inspired and thought about whether they could come up with a non-mainstream name and create more hype.
If you get on the list, you’ll make a lot of money!
Only a few people remain calm.
The yordles are one of them.
"I have a question!" The yordle struggled to expose his head in the soup pool, and then raised his hands high.
"Let go!" Gouzi waved his hand generously, in a bold and grand manner.
"It seems... I haven't heard that there will be a poll on the Hundred Saints List, let alone that... it will be decided based on mass voting..." The Yodel man's words made many people excited. , in an instant everything is going crazy.
Bird food!
How could something created by Cao Zhe and Zhang Bairen have such loopholes?
They will also be manipulated by so-called public opinion and kidnapped by false public opinion.
They have no intention of holding a referendum, let alone leaving it to the world to choose.
Only they have a say in this matter.
"So Brother Dog...you are wrong!"
"Why do you want us to take a bath?"
"Why should you invite Master to take a bath?" The Yodle's words hit the target, like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into Gouzi's heart.
Gouzi struggled desperately and said: "No! No! Master... Master will not come to Shanshi to take a bath, and will not come to such a degenerate place. I am not at fault."
Everyone was silent and looked at Gouzi with pity.
Who wouldn’t politely avoid a boss when they meet someone in an entertainment venue, so as to save some face for each other?
It’s just a dog... right?
Therefore, only the dog is kept in the dark!
