MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 3

It turned out to be in the old town where the original owner was. An Yinong and the driver thanked him, and then walked into this historic community and walked to the unit where the original owner's house was located.

There is a common living room on the first floor, with sofas, looking up to see a surveillance camera, double elevators, and an emergency passage.

"The ninth floor." He pressed the elevator.

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

"I have a question. Take a ten thousand steps back, you need his sincere remorse, but is it possible that there is only one kind of remorse? Others, such as family, friendship, and career failures are 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 rubber man and shake it to see how much water he could shake out.

He is now beginning to suspect that this system program is infected with the 'brainless love drama' virus. Who instilled this misconception? Teach bad kids, isn't it?

"In fact, it is because friendship failures and family failures do not produce much regret, while career failures are more regretful than regrets. But love is different. Love is the greatest thing a person can have to another person who has no blood relationship. Intense emotions, so the remorse for its failure is very high."

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

"I don't deny that there is love that goes hand in hand with life and death in this world, but the strategy is definitely not." An Yinong shook his head, turned the key to open the door, and pressed the headlight at the door. , the room is bright.

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

The original owner's father passed away early, his grandparents didn't kiss, and his mother didn't communicate with him after he remarried, so he could only use the remaining money to buy a house here, so he had a place to live.

"Are you going to live in a place like this for a few years?" An Yinong just felt that he had nowhere to go. Although he could endure hardships, he liked to enjoy most of the time, especially when he lived in aspect. So he can have no car, but he must have a comfortable house.

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

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

"Recording studio." An Yinong couldn't take his eyes off.

The system does not know what the host is thinking, it is still trying to sell Amway: "It's not me, there is really no simpler task than ours, I have experienced so many hosts, as long as a little use Dessert, there is no pass.

"As for the different aesthetics and hobbies of the target of the strategy, the host does not need to worry about this. Basically, follow the plot line and at least get a pass in the end!"

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

"Host, wait for me."

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

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

The system that kept talking stopped, tilted its head and waited for his next sentence.

"Does it not conflict with doing tasks and realizing personal dreams?"

"Ah, so?"

An Yinong picked up the rubber villain and said to it seriously, "I want to be a singer and stand on the stage." Continue the unfinished dream.

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

"...You threaten 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 another life and saving him Many regretful opportunities, "I love to sing, I want to sing."

Can you still sing?"

But even so, I still want to give it a try.”

And what he said also made sense. He hadn't sung for so long. He must have sung badly. He was probably not reconciled.

The system thought for a while, then gritted its teeth: "If the host can still sing, then I will definitely not stop you."

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

The grateful system blushed slightly: "Only once."

An Yinong relaxes his tense nerves, he cherishes his life, but he also cherishs his freedom. If the system doesn't even give him the chance to choose a career, what's the harm in Yusui?

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

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

After enduring a lifetime of 'marriage', Zhao Ze was reborn again to the point where his beloved hadn't committed suicide. He decided to save his life regrets and save Bai Yueguang.

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

"No, you are a grain of rice." The system said.

"...The rich second generation can play, it's white moonlight, and it's white rice." An Yinong found a bench and sat down, and continued to look down.

With Zhao Ze as the main perspective, he tells how his career is successful, how he is a leader, and his private life is chaotic, but he is still a simple man with pure feelings.

"Is there any misunderstanding of the two words by this author?" He stopped again to complain.

The plot continues, it finally fast-forwards to Zhao Ze's rebirth. After the rebirth, Zhao Ze decided to smash the peach blossoms in anger, so as to pursue true love innocently.

"He's been opened several times, and he's no longer valuable. Where can he be innocent?"

The system begins to suspect that its host is a slobber.

Here Ke Yinong appeared and broke up.

There is a brief introduction to 'Ke Yinong' in the article. He has loved Zhao Ze to the death for two lifetimes and voluntarily gave up his career.

"… Shame? Are you putting money on yourself here? If he doesn't come to flirt every day, the original owner can look at him? What can you picture him? Money? Or that silver pewter head Body, when you are scared by me, you lie on the front of the car?

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

"Hehe, I'd like to know, what else is weird about this plot."

In the next plot, Zhao Ze won the business war with a particularly incredible mentally handicapped method, forcing a businessman surnamed Tang to withdraw from the local market, and then continued to pursue Bai Yueguang while maintaining the original owner of the villa.

An extra sentence: The original owner is Zhao Ze's lower body, because of desire, Bai Yueguang is Zhao Ze's upper body, because of love. He didn't expect to be able to talk about cheating in such a fresh and refined way.

Finally, Bai Yueguang had an operation, and the first phase was a success. He said that he was very moved, but he really didn't love it, and then flew abroad.

Although Zhao Ze was very sad, he also expressed relief, turned his head and reluctantly accepted Ke Yinong, and said, 'Although I have 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 main perspective, which is relatively one-sided. The only function is to have a general understanding of the development of objective things, and then make a response. For example, the original host will participate in a garbage variety show later, and be forced Set as a villain, withdraw from the circle, these are important information."

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

He looked up at the studio.

The four walls of this glass room have been soundproofed, and there are microphones, music stands and other things inside. He also saw the records and posters that the original owner had previously released. That was the most brilliant 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 industry at the age of eighteen. Later, he became deaf, and after repeated blows, he found a new way, worked behind the scenes, and appeared in variety shows, and broke into the entertainment circle again.

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

There is some overlap in their experiences. For example, both of them have achieved certain achievements, and then lost important bodily functions in a state of smugness, and their career and life took a sharp turn.

Just one left and one right after that.

"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 belonging 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 master. The subjectivity of memory fragments is too strong.

The disc rotates, and the song like a mountain spring flows slowly, and An Yinong listens 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, has a wide range, and can choose from many types. The outstanding sound made up for the lack of skill of the original owner, so he was able to sign as a complete amateur.

This talent can be said to be fed by God.

"Do you know who the person who poisoned me was? I mean the person behind the scenes, not the tool person who has been sent to prison."

The system was stunned: "What I know is what you know. It is not mentioned in the plot."

"Really? That would be interesting."

The original owner is very talented, but he is definitely not a threat to other peers. Who would hate a little artist so much that he would destroy his voice?

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

The system didn't think too much, it was still trying to seduce the host: "If you want to become a singer, you need a charming voice, superb skills and a strong team! All of these systems can be provided at low prices Oh."

Annun did not respond.

The system does not know, since it threatened to 'take back everything given', An Yinong has been on guard against everything given by the 'system'.

"It's better to study **** your own if you don't know if it's an enemy or a friend for help."

Goldfinger can be used, of course, but how to use it, he has the final say.

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

"Yes." The system nodded, "But the original owner's voice has become hoarse, how do you sing?"

The hoarse voice was only popular a few decades ago. At that time, it was a time when the entertainment industry was recovering. Rock singers at that time would also imitate the hoarse singing.

However, in this era of singing and dancing, they prefer sweet and sweet songs. This is where the original owner despairs - the world no longer appreciates the voice of smoke.

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

It was still that hoarse voice, there was no accompaniment or stage, only the singer whispered to the moonlight.

The system has a trembling, three-part tone, seven-part skill and emotion, which is very nice.

"Can I sing?" Aynon held the microphone and winked at it.

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System (contemplation): Am I being tricked?