"Out of respect for your elders, let me offer you a few words of advice." Chen Mo's expression was cold. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not bully the poor young man!"
At some point, the customers had all stopped talking. Whatever they had thought of the performance before, the moment those words were spoken, everyone's heart gave an involuntary tremor.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not bully the poor young man.
Those few short words seemed to strike straight at everyone's heart, suddenly making the somewhat exaggerated performance feel perfectly justified.
A genius had fallen into mediocrity, then suffered the humiliation of a broken engagement. This was exactly how he should react. Was he supposed to greet them with a smile instead?
In this regard, it clearly catered to the thoughts of many customers. Put simply, it gave them a sense of immersion, and waves of discussion soon followed.
Luo Chuan inwardly sighed. "Do not bully the poor young man"—truly terrifying indeed.
Chen Mo stood where he was. His performance was over after speaking those words, yet he remained immersed in the imagined story.
What came after saying, "Do not bully the poor young man"?
A cripple was still a cripple. If he could not change his circumstances, then after that brief burst of passion faded, it would amount to nothing more than making himself an even greater laughingstock.
Chen Mo took a deep breath, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and left the platform.
"Hey, do you think we could write a novel following this line of thought?" Wei Qingzhu looked excited, countless inspirations surfacing in her mind.
"You mean an opening where a genius turns into trash and then gets his engagement called off?"