In his previous life, abandoned by a "Gold Digger", He Zhuo felt he had a thorough understanding of girls.
And he increasingly felt the original host had "wasted the gift of life".
If it were him, with a house and savings at ho, and personally looking handso and stylish, he would have pursued the campus belle or departnt belle long ago.
Talking about S University, indeed a top-tier institution, the quality of the campus belles and departnt belles was way better than those at any third-rate college he attended in his past life.
Having looks and figure was good enough, but so were even rich and beauty.
That poise, that dressing, all scread rich blossoms in the human world.
Thinking about the beauties he had seen since arriving, He Zhuo almost drooled.
But, to woo a beauty, money was needed.
He Zhuo had had enough of being looked down upon in his past life, and since ti-traveling here, becoming the Heavenly Destiny Boy, he wanted to rise gloriously.
And through his research in the past half-month since coming here, he discovered that in this parallel world, the entertainnt industry was far behind that in the real world.
He could totally be a literary pirate—no, no, an entertainnt industry porter.
Bringing so excellent creations from the real world to this tiline was bound to be imnsely popular.
By then, money would just keep rolling in.
With money, beauties, harem, would they still be far away?
He Zhuo was delighted with the thought, but soon, he realized one problem—
Even being a "porter", he still needed startup funds.
Of course, he could first plagiarize an online novel to earn his first pot of gold.
But that was too slow.
The online novel market in this tiline was quite similar to that in his real world, all having a free period.
During the free period, as long as a contract was signed, one could earn a share from tips.
Even so, it wasn’t imdiately cashable, at least not until a month later.
Also, the biggest problem was, although he had indeed read so real-world hit online novels.
Still, copying them word by word was impossible for him.
He wasn’t a TXT docunt, nor did he have a portable hard drive, he could only rember the story outlines.
Although online novels didn’t focus much on writing style or details, he couldn’t just publish "outlines".
He Zhuo couldn’t guarantee solely by a story outline, he’d be able to produce works that were not inferior to the original authors’.
And once there were differences in his works, would the results be affected?
If he spent two or three months writing three to four hundred thousand words but didn’t even reach the signing stage, wouldn’t that be a wasted effort?
He Zhuo didn’t want to diminish his own spirit, but in his "previous life", he certainly wasn’t any successful person.
He Zhuo believed he was the Heavenly Destiny Boy favored by God, but, after all, he had just arrived, and hadn’t achieved any impressive results yet.
He lacked confidence and didn’t possess that wild domineering aura.
After so contemplation, He Zhuo gave up on writing online novels and instead prepared to film so small videos.
Online novels had too many words; he couldn’t achieve a one-to-one restoration.
But videos were much simpler, for instance, in their tiline, the extrely popular "Unexpectedly", was rely simple plots yet left morable impressions due to unexpected twists.
This world didn’t have Wang Dachui, yet He Zhuo, because of his fondness, had watched seasons one, two, and three of "Unexpectedly" countless tis.
The classic lines, every plot twist, were vivid in his mind.
Perhaps he couldn’t make it identical to the original, but it wouldn’t stray too far either.
That would be enough!
It should earn him the desired initial funds, along with fa.
He Zhuo’s plan was solid, but soon, the problem reverted to the original one—he had no money!
If it were the original host, he would definitely be used to finding a way to earn money himself.
But He Zhuo couldn’t do it! He was used to being a handout seeker.
And, for a university student, asking for money from parents wasn’t supposed to be wrong.
"Dad, you don’t understand! To go online with my phone, I need data. Buying data alone is expensive, but getting a plan is better, they offer direct gifts!"
He Zhuo was quite smart and found out from the original host’s mory about the way "He Shoutian" handled things.
And he was inspired, precisely finding a good strategy to deal with stingy dad—
Nothing works but two words: save money!
"...Free? No extra money spent?"
He Tiantian deliberately put on a "successfully fooled" look, hesitantly asked.
"Right! It’s a gift, it’s even more money-saving this way!"
He Zhuo felt he had indeed hit the miser dad’s nerve, stated with great confidence.
"Oh, then suit yourself!" He Tiantian replied leisurely.
If it were He Yue, who knew "He Shoutian" better, hearing He Tiantian’s words, they would understand their dad’s intention:
After all, it’s the money you earned, if you think it’s saving, then go ahead.
But as for my money, don’t even think about it, not even true father and son!
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