The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 6 The Daily Life of Performance Artists

Chapter 6 The Daily Life of Performance Artists
"Ha~"

Yawning and rubbing his sleepy eyes, Mo Zhen got up from the keyboard lying on his stomach.

"Hey... this is what I wrote last night..."

Seeing the text on the fluorescent screen in front of him, Mo Zhen wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and was convinced that he had returned to reality.

He patted his deflated stomach with great satisfaction, Mozhen is very hungry now, so he is very happy.

how?Do you think this sentence is illogical?

Well, expand that sentence a little bit.

Mo Zhen felt very hungry, which means that when he was in the game, his body did not move or eat. From this, it can be inferred that the behavior in the game will not directly affect the physical body in reality, so he is very happy .

In many cases, things that seem illogical actually have their own rigorous logic, but there are some hidden parts that you cannot see.

Some things have to be dug deep to blow off the dust on their bodies before they can see its whole picture.

Of course, if you are a worker who creates texts for economic reasons, this method of hiding logic to exercise readers’ abilities is not recommended to be used frequently, because you may not be able to eat enough because of this...

Speaking of full food, Mo Zhen whistled happily, and he planned to cook a meal himself to solve the problem of hunger.

That's right, this seemingly irrelevant guy still has basic cooking skills.

What he is best at is steamed rice with pickled cucumber and ham.

According to his original words: as long as you put rice, pickled cucumbers, and ham into the rice cooker, you can make energetic food~
Hmm... maybe this kind of thing, only when he eats it will he be full of energy.

Although there are tens of millions of strange flowers in this world, Mo Zhen is also second to none among them.

His weirdness starts with her residence. In his own words, he lives in [a temple that can hold free souls].

But in human terms, it is a suburban container with water and electricity privately connected.

It's hard to imagine how free a person's soul is, living in such a place with so many slots that people can't spit it out...

Secondly, although Mozhen calls herself a performance artist, it may be more appropriate to define her as a "freelancer".

Sometimes, he will submit his own literary works to the website, sometimes he will draw some drawings that make the SAN value crazy, and put them on the strange hunting website for sale, and sometimes he will work as a part-time detective, as an external consultant to help the imbecile The [Bureau of Order and Order] solves the case with extra money.

This is not outrageous, the most outrageous thing is that she can play the suona, sometimes there is no rice and no money at home, he will just find a funeral orchestra, eat the flowing water mat at the entrance of the village, and eat it in one go until the next week. ...

The reason why Mozhen often pauses is not because she has no ability to make money, but because most of the time he is obsessed with his own artistic creation. Unlike ordinary social creatures, Mozhen has no [accumulation of wealth] at all. the concept of.

Mo Zhen doesn't care about the barren material life. In his opinion, he already has a spiritual life that transcends countless people in the world.

Those people who are sunk in the secular world can always make Mo Zhen show a smile full of superiority.

After a meal of pickled cucumber and ham, Mo Zhen rubbed his hands like a blowfly and started to get down to business.

Open the Qianxun search engine, enter [Super Reality Paradise], press Enter, and a sentence pops up on the screen: Are you searching for [Horror Paradise]?
"What the hell..."

Seeing such a result, Mo Zhen muttered contemptuously, not knowing what the "broken thing" he meant.

"Although few people should know about this thing, I'm not the only member in it, um... a bit mysterious."

After thinking about it for half a second, Mozhen also came up with a reason. He didn't expect to get information about [Super Reality Paradise] from the Internet.

There was no gain in the frontal breakthrough, Mo Zhen had a flash of inspiration, suddenly thought of something, and entered [Miss Zhou Zhou] in Qianxun.

Immediately, a lot of content jumped out on the page.

"Tsk, there really is such a character, this level of attention... you are still a star!"

Although Mo Zhen felt a little uncomfortable, the higher the attention of the other party, the more beneficial it was for him to grab information.

The title on the other party's live broadcast room was [Stop broadcasting today].

Soon, without much effort, thanks to the fact that the other party was full of illegitimate food and had nothing to do, and spent all day worrying about it, Mo Zhen successfully understood the cause and effect of the other party's suspension of the broadcast.

【latest news!Ms. Zhou Zhou has a mental problem and is currently recuperating! 】

【Hehe, a glance at Ding Zhen.jpg】

Looking at the picture of the one-eyed boy with brown-red skin, Mo Zhen turned his head and found that it seemed to be a rotten stalk that was identified as true at a glance, expressing that the source of the news was unreliable...

[The stunned man get out of here!My uncle is the attending physician of the No. [-] Mental Sanatorium, the news is true! 】

【Uncle party, right? Soybean sweat.jpg】

【A flat-chested woman lying on a hospital bed.jpg】

[Fuck!It turned out to be true!Although the face is a bit degraded, the chest will not lie! 】

[Woooooooh, my Miss Zhou Zhou!She must have been bullied by toilet forums for a long time, and she couldn't bear it anymore! 】

[Zhou Jiajun gather, flush the toilet forum with me! 】

[The most, the most, the latest information!Ms. Zhou Zhou often uttered the words [mo] and [zhen] when she was unconscious! 】

[Dazed?Needle grinding?Really? 】

[Could it be trapped by love? !I get it, it must be the name of her secret lover! 】

【No!This is not true!I do not accept!You fucking spread rumors! 】

[Hahahahaha!You gang of dog licking Zhou Xiaozi, are you all stupid!I will go to the toilet forum to report the good news now, and prepare for the New Year! 】

……

After hundreds of floors of heated discussions, everyone has dug up the information about the illegitimate child of Mo Zhen and Miss Zhou Zhou along the topic.

"Ha ha……"

Contemptuously labeling these guys who are looking for a sense of existence through rumors and rumors as [Pugs], Mozhen sneered and closed the webpage.

Artists are always free and unrestrained.

For example, when some artists are emotional, they even take off their pants on the stage to let the audience drink to their heart's content. Compared with accidentally shouting their real names loudly in an inexplicable game, it is nothing at all.

But with this experience, Mozhen will not call his name indiscriminately in the future, because he does not know that someday someone from the [Organization Bureau] will knock on the door and invite him to drink tea, although he does not like the tea there. Just drink it...

Although the process was somewhat unpleasant, Mo Zhen successfully learned that death in the game does not seem to have much impact.

The reason for the other party's insanity might not be a death penalty, after all, it would be difficult for a normal person's mental strength to take a bite like that.

Maybe in a few days, Ms. Zhou Zhou will make a big show of embellishing this matter in the live broadcast room, and use it as a talking point...

With these guaranteed information, Mo Zhen never asked more about [Super Reality Paradise]. For him, this kind of thing is like a small episode in life, and his main theme is always artistic creation.

Borrowing the inspiration from yesterday's experience, Mo Zhen played the key and once again devoted himself to selfless literary and artistic creation...

(End of this chapter)

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