I walk the career line in dog blood

It turned out that he had arrived at the old city where the original owner was located. An Yinong and the driver thanked him, then walked into this community with a certain history, and walked towards the unit where the original owner's house was located.

There is a public living room on the first floor, with sofas, a surveillance camera, double elevators, and an emergency passage.

"Ninth floor." He pressed the elevator.

"Ding." Shortly after reaching the ninth floor, the elevator opened, and An Yinong walked out, leaving behind wet footprints.

"I have a question. Taking a step back, you need his sincere remorse, but is it possible that remorse is only a kind of love? Are other things such as family affection, friendship, and career failure different?"

"Of course not!"

"What's the difference?"

"Because only love is crazy and irrational." The system took it for granted.

"..." An Yinong wanted to pick up the little rubber man and shake it to see how much water he could get out.

Now he began to suspect that this system program was infected with the 'brainless love drama' virus. Who instilled this wrong idea?It's teaching bad children, isn't it?

"In fact, it is because the failure of friendship and family relationship does not produce much regret, and the failure of career has more regret than regret. But love is different. Love is the most intense emotion that a person can have for another person who has no blood relationship, so its failure The remorse value is very high."

Seeing that the host's expression was wrong, the system immediately became serious.

"I don't deny that there is a life-and-death love in this world, but it's absolutely not." An Yinong shook his head, turned the key to open the door, and pressed the headlight at the door, the room was brightly lit.

The small apartment can be seen at a glance, the floor tiles are yellowing, the wall paint is seriously peeling off, and the overall tone is dull, just like the life of the original owner.

This is a second-hand house. The original owner asked experts to perform two surgeries to repair his throat, and spent a lot of money. Not only the car was sold, but the original house was also sold.

The original owner's father died early, his grandparents were not close, and his mother had no contact with him after remarriage, so he could only use the remaining money to buy a house here, at least he had a place to live.

"Do you want to live in this kind of place for a few years?" An Yinong just felt that he had nowhere to go. Although he could endure hardships, most of the time he liked to enjoy himself, especially in terms of living.So he can have no car, but he must have a comfortable house.

"Is that a layer of dirt on the sofa? And that lampshade with a sense of history..."

But soon he discovered the treasure in the room, which was a custom-made home recording studio. The original owner bought it at a high price, and it was considered the most valuable equipment in the house.

"Recording studio." An Yinong couldn't turn his eyes away.

The system doesn't know what the host is thinking, it is still trying to sell Amway: "I'm not bragging, there is really no easier task than ours, I have experienced so many hosts, as long as I use a little bit of care, none of them fail.

"As for the different aesthetics and hobbies of the raiders, the host doesn't need to worry about that. Basically, if you follow the plot line, you can at least get a passing grade in the end!"

As a result, its Amway didn't get a response for a long time. The system, which was addicted to its own world, turned around and found that the host was running towards a strange glass room like a happy bird.

"Host, wait for me."

The system caught up with him: "I've said so much, so the host doesn't have anything to say to me?"

"This...the system." An Yinong, who had already opened the door of the recording studio, looked at it.

The chattering system stopped, tilted its head and waited for his next sentence.

"Is there no conflict between doing tasks and realizing personal dreams?"

"Ah, so?"

An Yinong picked up the rubber figurine and said to it seriously: "I want to be a singer and stand on the stage." Continued the unfinished dream.

"This is my only request, if not, you can kill me now."

"...You threatened me?" The system's voice soared, and it was extremely aggrieved.

"No, I'm begging you." An Yinong looked at it seriously. Although he didn't like this kind of task, he really thanked the system for letting him live one more life and giving him a chance to redeem many regrets. "I like it." Sing, I want to sing."

The system's body softened from seeing these radiant eyes: "But don't you follow the variety show route? Even if you can sing, it was eight or nine years ago. You can still sing?"

"Just pretend I'm not reconciled." An Yinong closed his eyes, with a sad expression that he didn't want to recall, "Maybe I still can't sing well, so I can only follow the original owner's route and leave the entertainment industry. But even so, I still want to try Give it a try."

Wuwuwu, you put it so pitifully, if you stop him, won't it look very impersonal?And what he said made sense. I haven't sung for so long. I must not be able to sing well, and I probably just don't want to be reconciled.

The system thought for a while, then gritted its teeth: "If the host can still sing, then I won't stop you."

The 'sentimental' An Yinong looked at the system: "Really? Thank you."

The grateful system blushed slightly: "Only this once."

An Yinong relaxed his tense nerves. He cherished his life, but he cherished his freedom even more.If the system doesn't even give him the chance to choose a career, what's the problem with Yu Sui?

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to give the plot to the host." The system took out a book.

An Yinong took it and found that the book read "Upper Body and Lower Body". The name was quite special, so he looked at the introduction curiously:

After Zhao Ze endured a "marriage" that seemed to be in harmony with God for a lifetime, he was reborn again to the point where his beloved hadn't committed suicide.He decided to redeem the regrets of his life and save Bai Yueguang.

Countless question marks appeared on An Yinong's head, he asked the system: "I guess I'm not that 'White Moonlight'?"

"No, you are rice grains." The system said.

"...It's still the rich second generation who can play, and the white moonlight, and the rice grains." An Yinong found a bench and sat down, and continued to look down.

Taking Zhao Ze as the main perspective, it tells how his career is successful, how he is a boss, and his private life is chaotic, but he is still a simple man with pure emotions.

"Did the author misunderstand the word pure?" He stopped again to complain.

The plot is still going on, and it finally fast-forwards to Zhao Ze's rebirth.After rebirth, Zhao Ze decided to kill the rotten peach blossoms in anger, so as to pursue true love innocently.

"He has been unsealed several times, and he is worthless. How can he be innocent?"

The system began to suspect that its host was a joker.

Here Ke Yinong came on stage and began to break up.

There is a brief introduction to "Ke Yinong" in the article. He loved Zhao Ze to death in two lifetimes, and voluntarily gave up his career. He was the "white rice" in the previous life and the "mosquito blood" in this life.

"...Don't you want to be shameless? Do you want to give yourself money here? If he didn't come to flirt every day, would the original owner have taken a fancy to him? What can he want? Money? Or that silver-like pewter-like body with the head of a gun? Lie on the front of the car?

"Now I know why the original owner refused to return. Falling in love with this person is really worse than death." It's okay if fate is manipulated, normal people are forcibly turned into love brains.

"Hehe, I'd like to know, what's more incredible about this plot."

In the following plot, Zhao Ze won the business war with a particularly inconceivable mentally handicapped means, forcing a businessman surnamed Tang to withdraw from the local market, and then continued to pursue Bai Yueguang while supporting the original owner in the villa.

A side note: the original owner is Zhao Ze's lower body, because of desire, and Bai Yueguang is Zhao Ze's upper body, because of affection.He didn't expect to be able to talk about cheating in such a fresh and refined way.

In the end, Bai Yueguang had an operation, and the first period was successful. He said that he was very touched, but he really didn't love him, so he took a plane to go abroad.

Although Zhao Ze was very sad, he also expressed his relief. He turned his head and accepted Ke Yinong reluctantly, and said, "Although I lost the one I love, at least there is still someone who loves me." ' and promised 'I will try to fall in love with you', the original owner was moved to tears.

HE finale.

"..."

"The host is calm! The plot is described from the subjective perspective, which is relatively one-sided. The only function is to get a general understanding of the development of objective things, and then respond. For example, the original host will participate in a garbage variety show in the future, and will be forced to be a villain. Quit the circle, That's important information."

"I know." An Yinong returned the plot to the system, "Normal people can't write this stuff."

He looked up at the recording studio.

The walls of the glass room have been soundproofed, and there are microphones, music stands, etc. inside. He also saw the records and posters released by the original owner before. That was the most glorious time of the original owner.

An Yinong is the champion of the professional young singer competition. He started studying at the age of four and entered the entertainment circle.After being deaf, she found another way under repeated blows, working behind the scenes, and appearing in variety shows, breaking into the entertainment circle again.

'Ke Yinong' was discovered in an amateur singing competition, with outstanding voice and appearance, so he became a traffic singer.When he was popular, he was drugged to cause voice problems, and now he is facing unemployment crisis.

There are some overlaps in their experiences. For example, both of them have achieved certain achievements, and then lost important bodily functions in a certain state of complacency, and their careers and lives took a sharp turn.

Just then one to the left and one to the right.

"I chose it on purpose so that you can feel more involved." The system took the opportunity to claim credit.

An Yinong stood up, took out the disc that belonged to the original owner, and put it into the player.If he wants to sing again, he must first understand his own conditions.

The first thing to understand is the original timbre and singing skills of the original owner. The memory fragments are too subjective.

As the disc rotated, the singing voices like mountain springs flowed slowly, and An Yinong listened to several songs in a row.

The original timbre of 'Ke Yinong' is exactly what many singers dream of. It can be high and low, with a wide range and many types to choose from.The outstanding tone makes up for the lack of skills of the original owner, so he can sign as a complete amateur.

This talent can be said to be fed by God.

"Do you know who the poisoner is? I mean the people behind the scenes, not the tool people who have been sent to prison."

The system froze for a moment: "What I know is what you know. It wasn't mentioned in the plot."

"Really? That's interesting."

The original owner is very talented, but definitely not to the point of threatening other colleagues. Who would hate a small artist so much that he would destroy his voice?

If we continue to dig into this matter, I don't know what 'surprise' will appear.

The system didn't think too much, it was still working hard to seduce the host: "If you want to become a singer, you need a charming voice, superb skills and a strong team! These systems can all be provided at a low price."

An Yinong didn't respond.

The system doesn't know that since it threatened to 'take back everything given', An Yinong has become wary of everything given by the 'system'.

"Instead of asking for help from a system that doesn't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is better to study harder by yourself."

Goldfinger can of course be used, but how to use it is up to him.

"System, you just said that as long as I can sing, you let me chase my dreams, right?" An Yinong turned on the switch, and he tapped the microphone lightly.

"Yes." The system nodded, "But the voice of the original owner is so dumb, how can I sing?"

Hoarse voices were only popular a few decades ago, when the entertainment industry was recovering, and rock singers at that time would imitate hoarse voices.

However, in this era of singing and dancing, they appreciate sweet and melodious songs more.This is where the original owner despaired—the world no longer appreciates the smoker.

"If you can sing, you'll know if you try it." An Yinong took a deep breath, brewing emotions, and a gentle and sad voice slowly flowed out of his mouth.

It was still the hoarse voice, there was no accompaniment on the stage, only the singer was whispering to the moonlight.

The system is trembling, the timbre is three points, and the technique and emotion are seven points, it is very pleasant to hear.

"Can I sing?" An Yinong pressed the microphone and winked at it.

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System (meditation): Am I being tricked?