Fat man wants to be super god

Skynet was completely unblocked, and Wang Ye checked his deposit immediately. In the past six months, he had only been able to get in and out, and the number had accumulated to a very good level, nearly 4000 million, which was enough for his expenses in the big universe.

But looking at the bill, the income in the past two months has been much less, and the public value has dropped to the end of the galaxy level. In three or five days at most, his own rating will drop to the planet level again.

You must do something to improve your public value.

Is there a new song?

Wang Ye found a [-]-star hotel on Dancing Star and opened a suite. After dinner, he took out an electric guitar from his storage necklace.

The guitar was left in the Moon Palace of the Red Star, and the electric guitar was always carried with me. I couldn't wait to hug the guitar, but when I touched the strings with my fingers, I found that what was evoked was my full of longing.

How is the red star?Have you defeated the invaders yet?Is anyone injured?Brother Wu, how are you?And, knowing that sublimating spiritual power is not dangerous, Wang Ye still couldn't help worrying about Tianxun.

Finally, he simply put down the electric guitar again and sighed.

"Wang Ye?" Xiao Zhuzi tilted his head to look at him.

"It's nothing." Wang Ye felt a little shy about telling the children about his feelings.

"Don't you sing?"

"Forget it. I remembered there were other things to do."

Before Wang Ye put down his guitar and turned on his personal terminal, his eyes fell on Xiaozhu's wrist.Xiao Zhuzi has a personal terminal, which means that he is a legal citizen, and it should be prepared for him by Xiao Zhuzi's father before arriving at Red Star.

In the big universe, there are two types of people who cannot obtain personal terminals. One is vicious criminals, such as the group of people on the Red Star, all of which belong to black households.Another kind is artificial life.I heard that on the human rights of artificial life, there have always been two voices at the top of the country, but so far, artificial life has no civil rights.

"Outside, you should be able to access Skynet. Have you ever accessed Skynet?" Wang Ye planned to settle Xiao Zhuzi first.

Little Bamboo nodded: "I've done it."

"Before you go to bed, you can go to Skynet for two hours, and I'll get you off after a while."

"Okay." Xiao Zhuzi was very obedient.

Seeing that Xiao Zhuzi had already logged into Skynet, Wang Ye finally logged into Skynet with confidence. This time, he did not choose to be invisible.

So at this moment, all his friends, brothers, fans, and enemies who followed him received the news that he was online.

Within ten seconds, the first message was sent.

Wang Ye looked down and saw that it was Brother Lang.

Before he could see the content sent by Brother Lang, the call request rang again, it was Yaoji.

While answering Yaoji's call request, he watched Brother Lang's news.

Brother Lang: [Fatty? 】

Yaoji: "Fatty! Where have you been? Hurry up and turn on the video chat, let me see."

Wang Ye:

[Hey, it's me. 】

"No change, neither fat nor thin, have you seen it?"

Brother Lang: [What happened? 】

Yaoji: "Where have you been? Don't change the subject, answer me quickly!"

Wang Ye:

[It's nothing, something has delayed it for half a year, and I can't log in to Skynet. 】

"I was arrested for a secret experiment. My brother is amazing now, but I am a mecha master. I have an SS mecha car and travel on an experimental star. I have lived a fulfilling life in the past six months."

Brother Lang: [Oh, I'm fine, I'm really worried about you. 】

Yaoji: "Fuck off, you are still a mecha master, you have an SS mecha car, I believe you just met a ghost! Come on, as long as you have nothing to do, next time you are not allowed to disappear for so long, you don't know me I have been... worried about you for a while."

Saying this, the eye sockets of the handsome boy in the video communication were red, he sniffed, and smiled consciously, but tears fell down.

Wang Ye suddenly felt distressed, and his eyes turned red. He was really happy and moved to be so cared about by others. He couldn't care about Brother Lang for a while, and concentrated on comforting Yaoji, waiting to make that kid laugh. I was relieved.

You can’t talk about the Red Star, but you can’t talk about the things you can say. Yaoji listened to Arabian Nights that day, until he forced himself to lie to him, saying that he had been practicing dancing on an experimental star, and that he had danced for half a year and hadn’t danced anything. Yaoji finally believed it.

The bitterness in Wang Ye's mouth, what is this called, are your brothers and I so bad?

After chatting with Yaoji for a while, I learned that Shouhou almost didn't join the army because of Wang Ye's disappearance. Later, he was assigned to the Planetary Guard. After entering for half a year, the news only came out recently. Anyway, everything is fine.

The army is no different than the outside world, and there are many places under military control. Wang Ye wanted to contact Shouhou, but finally decided to send a message, waiting for Shouhou to contact him.

After the matter of the two buddies was resolved, Wang Ye thought of Brother Lang, and found that Brother Lang had sent several messages, but at the end his tone was quite sad, and he only said to contact him when he was free, but there was no more news.

At the same time, many fans also ran into his re-lighted personal platform.

"Fatty is back?"

"Fuck, I thought I was ripped off? Are you still alive?"

"Fatty, hurry up and say something, I'm really worried about you."

"Your public value is about to fall back to the planetary level, find a way!"

"Wang Ye, are you okay? Have you endured hardships during this period, have you lost weight? I am really worried about you. I hope you can show up as soon as possible so that I can see that you are safe and sound."

"What's the situation? Say something!"

"I've listened to all your songs badly, when will there be a new song?"

"The entertainment industry is boring without you. I miss the days when you tore Zhuang Hengtian with your hands, kicked the Guyuan Research Institute with your feet, and crushed your fellow students. Hurry up and come back, we cheer for you!"

The fans' comments instantly exploded Wang Ye's personal platform. In just 10 minutes, there were tens of thousands of comments. Almost everyone was concerned about him and his upcoming star-level public value.

Being cared by so many people, Wang Ye felt very warm in his heart, so he simply got up and walked to the window, recorded a short video, and uploaded it on his personal platform.

I saw that in the short video, Wang Ye was facing the camera, behind him was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window were pieces of light curtains. In the constantly changing light curtains, Wang Ye grinned at the camera.

"Wow, look at me, have you gained weight? Have you lost weight? I'm fine, I'm so good, I can have a perfect relationship immediately! Are you ready? The tornado belonging to Wang Ye is about to strike again !"

When the video was posted, it immediately caused a lot of ridicule.

"2333333333333333"

"Idiots don't explain!"

"Fatty still deserves a beating?"

"Who would want to fall in love with you? It's disgusting, okay?"

"Pfft! This is the first time I saw such a fat tornado, are you going to drill a hole in the planet?"

……

Wang Ye's fans are like this, laughing at him is like having a grudge, and their words are not usually vicious.

Wang Ye didn't take it seriously either, and laughed while reading these messages.

One of the IDs, named Wushuai, said: "I saw the same promotional light curtain as you. Are we on the same planet? Can we face each other?"

However, there were so many messages that Wang Ye couldn't see them all. Dozens of messages were added every second. Fans welcomed Wang Ye's return with their unique poisonous tongue style.

Looking at these messages, Wang Ye finally had a sense of reality of returning to the big universe.

Randomly selected a dozen interesting messages, and forwarded the screenshots to Tianxun, hoping that Tianxun would be able to see his messages when he woke up, and then be able to contact himself.

This busy, two hours passed in a hurry, Wang Ye chose to use the parental mode to teleport to Xiao Zhuzi, and then Wang Ye fell silent.

Xiao Zhuzi is impressively in Huaxia's Skynet library, holding an entry-level book on mecha science and reading it with gusto. All around are some elderly scholars, and college students who should be studying mecha department, all looking sideways.

"Cough!" There was an inexplicable feeling of pride.

Wang Ye walked up to Xiao Zhuzi lightly, and said softly, "It's time to sleep."

Xiao Zhuzi looked up at him, pleading: "Can I finish this chapter?"

"Yes." Sitting beside him, Wang Ye said, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhuzi nodded hastily, turned over a page he didn't understand, and pushed it to Wang Ye's side, "Here..."

Wang Ye glanced at it, and said: "This introductory basic book is not very professional. There is indeed a problem with this knowledge point. The core of mecha is not energy and backbone, but in materials. You don't even have knowledge below A-level mecha. Need to learn, you don't need to understand the mecha that is destined to be eliminated."

"Cough!" Sitting opposite the little bamboo is a gray-haired old man. Originally, he felt very relieved to see such a young child learning mecha knowledge, and some people were curious about what kind of family can teach such a serious child.I didn't expect to see the child's parents, but say such a thing. Knowing that it is wrong to eavesdrop on other people's words, and it is even more impolite to intervene casually, he still couldn't help but said, "Sir, is there something wrong with your words? Mecha Learning is a vast field of knowledge, instructing children to learn must go from shallow to deep, laying a solid foundation, what you said made the child skip the most basic knowledge, you are not guiding him, but harming him."

Wang Ye looked up: "May I ask who you are?"

"I am a professor at Huaxia Jijia University. My surname is Wu. I don't agree with your statement."

"Professor Wu..." Wang Ye said with a smile, "There is nothing wrong with what you said, I am laying the foundation for him."

"Ignoring mechas below A-level mechas, is this called laying the foundation?"

"The future mecha warfare is destined to be basically space warfare. Many C-level mechas have ended their service and have been converted into agricultural mechas. It will be a matter of time before B-level mechas that cannot carry out space warfare will be eliminated. I think you know very well that A-level mechas are the starting mechas on the future battlefield."

"However, the anthropology of mechas begins with C-level mechas, which represents the foundation of everything."

"That's why we have to simplify and simplify. We can learn from a higher starting point, but why do we have to instill complicated and useless mecha knowledge that is destined to be eliminated into the students?"

Professor Wu opened his mouth, his face turned red, and he slapped the table for the last time: "You are so unreasonable, what do you know!"

Wang Ye still smiled unhurriedly and said, "I won't bother you, Professor Wu, to eat carrots with my children's education."

Immediately, Professor Wu's face turned purple when he was blocked by Wang Ye's words. He pointed at Wang Ye's nose and couldn't speak. The next second, he disappeared from the Skynet. More to say, I still lost control of my emotions and was forcibly disconnected by Skynet.

"Wang Ye." Xiao Zhuzi looked at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye touched his head and said with a smile, "Is there anything else you don't understand? Ask."

Xiao Zhuzi lowered his head to flip through the book, grinning secretly.

In the end, that Professor Wu didn't go online again. Wang Ye answered all the questions for Xiao Zhuzi, and it took almost an hour to see. He hurriedly urged Xiao Zhuzi to go offline, sang a song, and put him to sleep.

Early the next morning, Wang Ye took Xiao Zhuzi out for a walk, and found that this planet really deserved to be a dancing star. People walking on the street turned on their players, and their steps were very rhythmic. It is normal to dance on the street on a whim.

The old woman walking in the front was about five or six hundred years old, with gray hair, a bent back, and walked stompingly in mid-heeled shoes.Suddenly, he paused, holding on to the road sign pole beside him, and began to dance a pole dance. With his nimble skills, enchanting dancing posture, and devotion to passion, it was no problem to split his legs and lower his waist. Wang Ye and Xiao Zhuzi were dumbfounded.

Sure enough, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

A young man with red hair dyed in front of his forehead passed them from behind, then turned around and said, "Hey fat man, I have a new song, do you want to join me for a part?"

Wang Ye looked at the young man talking, putting his hands in his pockets and skating on the ground, he shook his head numbly.

If singing is at least a way out for a fat man, then dancing is basically a dead end.

It's not that fat people can't jump, it's just that they don't look good physically and visually, stomping their feet and shaking their hands, who can't?Once it comes to professional dance moves, it's another matter. Two big thick legs can barely do the splits, can the waist of the bucket be lowered?Certainly not.When you watch dancing, what you see is the feeling of lightness, not a shot put rolling around on the ground.

Fortunately, the young man was not obsessed with it, and came to the old lady with a handsome slide. The two exchanged a few words, and the old lady stopped dancing pole dance, and played slide with the young man.

Looking at other places, although there are people walking in a serious manner, more people are still in a state of dancing. At least one part of their body is dancing to the beat, making the whole city as far as the eye can see. Dynamic.

"Young man, let's dance!" The old lady danced happily, and came to Wang Ye, snapping her fingers with both hands, just moving her neck and shoulders, a very simple dance movement.

In fact, Wang Ye was in such an environment, and he was also a little enthusiastic. Coupled with the warm invitation from the old man, he smiled wryly, snapping his fingers and moving his body like a scholar old lady.

"Right, that is it!"

"That's right, little cuties, jump up, and you'll feel that you're in a great mood for the day."

"Look at me, look at my head, look at my hands, that's it."

Little Zhuzi grinned, imitating the old lady, moving her head and neck.

At the beginning, Wang Ye was still a little bit reluctant to let go, he didn't keep up with the rhythm, and danced very stiffly, but gradually, some passers-by who appeared behind him would dance with them, and some people would walk back even though they were on their way , making the same dance moves until they can no longer see each other.

Such a relaxed and even eager atmosphere made it impossible not to get involved. Gradually, Wang Ye's body relaxed, and his sense of rhythm became stronger and stronger. From the tip of his toes to the top of his head, he was immersed in this beat...

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

The frequency of the beat and the heartbeat coincided miraculously, not a physical coincidence, but a complete psychological consistency.

At that moment, a wonderful feeling appeared.

Wang Ye seemed to hear the breathing of the planet, just like his dance, making a sound like "huhuha, huhuha, huhahuha, huhuhahahuhaha".

At the same time, there was no wind and waves in his spiritual sea. Stepping on this rhythm, the waves waved one after another, "哗哗啦, 哗哗啦, 哗啦啦啦, 哗哗啦啦哗啦啦", and soon formed pieces of dense Thick golden mist filled the entire sky above the sea of ​​spirits.

OMG!

Wang Ye understood in an instant that this was simply a way of using mental power.

I saw that after the golden water mist filled the sky over the sea of ​​spirits, I soon felt a bulging feeling, but it was not painful, just like the feeling of being full, lazily and comfortably.

However, the beat did not stop, the body continued to dance, the feeling of swelling continued, and the golden water mist that had nowhere to vent seeped out from the sea of ​​spirit, like naughty children, they began to shuttle through the body, It makes all the cells in the body heat up, jump with joy, and tremble!

It's like taking a stimulant.

Wang Ye only felt that the place where the golden water mist flowed was very hot, and his whole body was trembling, as if every cell shot out a tiny electric arc, and finally turned into a feeling of electric shock, shuttling through the body from the heel all the way.

It's really... From ancient times to the present, I can't stop!

For the first time, I completely forgot about my excessive fat, those tired feelings disappeared, and I danced so ecstatically that even the people in front of me were blurred.

It's sweat.

Beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, blurring his vision, and in a short time, his clothes were almost soaked.

Until his physical strength really reached the limit, Wang Ye's feet softened, and he sat on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at the people around him.

So happy.

Even if it's just a simple movement, the feeling that everyone keeps dancing to the same beat cannot be felt by those who haven't experienced it.Even though the body is exhausted, happiness gushes out from the body, it is as strong as the sun on the top of the head, it cannot be blocked, it cannot be ignored, it is so obvious and dazzling!

"It's surprising, your physical strength is really good."

The old lady who danced before had already exhausted her energy and went to rest outside. Now the lead dancer has changed to two. The young lead dancer came here not long ago and was sweating profusely, praising Wang Ye and the others.

Good physical strength?

Wang Ye felt that this praise was too false. He may have danced for 10 minutes at most, and only his upper body was moving, so he was sweating profusely. This is considered good physical strength.

But... Looking at the scene in front of me, it seems to be true.

The group of people who danced together before disappeared, or left, or went to the periphery to rest, and now those who are around and can stand up are all newcomers.

The customs of dance stars are peculiar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are friends on dance parties.It’s definitely weird, and it challenges the shame of normal people, but once you are in it, as a participant, the feeling is very good, and the distance between each other is quickly shortened, and the smiles are very sincere.

Xiao Zhuzi also sat beside Wang Ye. He didn't look like the Little Red Star Prince at all. He was also wet from head to toe, his face was as rosy as a ripe peach, and his eyes were dark and bright.

He couldn't jump earlier than Wang Ye, and sat on the ground sweating like rain. No one could have imagined that Wang Ye, who looked the fattest and most amateurish, could persist for so long.At this moment, the eyes looking at Wang Ye are full of admiration.

"You're amazing." At the end, the young man who led the dance gave Wang Ye a thumbs up and smiled, but didn't try to pull him up.Dance stars have a rule, people sitting on the ground should not pull, they will get up by themselves, otherwise they may do something wrong.

Soon, the people around left one after another. Wang Ye and Xiao Zhuzi sat on the ground in a very disfigured manner. Finally, even the people who sat down and rested got up, smiled at Wang Ye, and left.

These people didn't last as long as Wang Ye, but their recovery power was much stronger than Wang Ye's. After a little rest, their physical strength fully recovered. After walking not far, some people started to move again.

"What a strange planet." In order not to expose himself as an outsider, Wang Ye didn't ask too much, but through the experience just now, he can probably confirm one thing, this planet is really unusual.

"Do you feel okay?" Wang Ye asked Xiao Zhuzi.

Little Zhuzi nodded, blushing: "I'm tired, but very happy, and I want to dance."

Wang Ye thought about it, and he seemed to be in the same mood: "Do you remember the beat just now?"

"Remember." Xiao Zhuzi stepped on the beat with his feet.

"Crack! Crack!" Wang Ye joined the beat by snapping his fingers.

The two people didn't move their bodies, but their heads shook slightly with the beat.

Sure enough, the sweat that had just stopped not long ago reappeared soon.

Wang Ye felt the golden water mist spreading in his body, the heat that every cell was moving, and he just felt so comfortable.This way of sweating is different from sports, and it is more attractive. If dancing on other planets is a kind of love, then on this planet, it seems to become an instinct.Stepping on this planet is a must, a way of being alive and having fun.

Carefully recalling the experience from coming to this special planet until now, Wang Ye probably found the reason, but he still needs to confirm it.

He stopped and snapped his fingers and said, "Come on, let's sit in a library for a while."