Fat man wants to be super god

The blue playing cards flickered.

flipped over.

It's a red card.

"Uh……"

When Wang Ye saw that the cards were not white, he felt a chill on his neck and a "crack", as if he had passed away.

"Crash..."

A hundred skill books fell from the sky, burying Wang Ye in the depths, like an infinitely desolate tomb, surrounded by green smoke, with endless sorrow and joy, and six words written on the tombstone-this dead fat man died of sudden myocardial infarction.

Um?Is it eleven words?

Under the "grave", Wang Ye rolled his eyes and remained motionless until he comforted himself that at least the cards were red, then he picked up a skill book with trembling hands and glanced at it.

Electric Guitar Skill Book: A musical instrument called Electric Guitar.

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electric guitar?

Wang Ye sat up with difficulty, patted his throbbing heart, and took the first electric guitar skill book.

As the first book flowed into his mind, Wang Ye had a vague idea of ​​the electric guitar.Similar to the guitar, the timbre is more delicate and diversified, and the techniques are more complicated. It is more suitable for performances with strong rhythms such as light music and rock, and is more suitable for mobilizing the emotions of the audience than the guitar.

After learning about the electric guitar, Wang Ye was thoughtful. This prize...is not useless, or in other words, it is the most useful prize besides the weight-loss potion.

Does God think that it is more suitable for him to be able to maturely control a musical instrument for performance than to lose weight?

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's heart twitched less, and he picked up the skill books and slapped them into his head one by one.

Ten books, twenty books, twenty books... When he got here, he clearly felt that he had a deeper understanding of guitar playing, and he should have reached the intermediate level from the elementary level.

Thirty books, forty books... seventy books... have reached the advanced level, the higher the level, the more you can feel that there should be more understanding if you continue to study, maybe... there is an expert level above the advanced level .

Eighty books, ninety books, one hundred books, eat them all, it seems that the advanced stage has only taken a small step, and there is still a long way to go before breaking through the bottleneck.

But just at an advanced level, he realized that there were problems with the soundtracks of his previous songs, and there were still many things that could be improved.

Realizing this, Wang Ye suddenly lost the thought of taking a bath, and no longer thought about his weight-loss medicine. It was like a sudden inspiration, so strong that he couldn't spit it out.He hurriedly put on his clothes, and rushed into the room, hugging his guitar, while playing, writing and drawing on the pop-up screen of the personal terminal, the score became more perfect in such changes up.

At the same time, it made him realize that other instruments can be added to these songs of his, and this song should become more perfect.

It's just... what instrument do you want?

That night, Wang Ye was very busy until very late, and fell asleep at dawn.

The first sleep was the deepest sleep. His personal communicator rang. The personal doctor in the personal terminal confirmed that his current physical condition required a certain degree of sleep and rest, so he hung up the call.

With the disappearance of the bell, Yan Lang's name gradually disappeared.

Yan Lang, who rushed to Big Bear Star overnight, smiled wryly when he heard the notification from the private doctor on the opposite side.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, suppressed the tiredness in his eyes, and decided to take a nap at this time.

On the opposite side, Zhan Shao was eating a hearty breakfast. He swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Who are you going to see in such a hurry?"

Yan Lang closed his eyes and did not speak.

"You must at least give me a reason, right? If you make such a trip, I will cancel six trips for you, and there will be two liquidated damages. Do you know how many star coins it is? Well, you can at least tell me You are going to stay here for a few days, I always have to arrange the itinerary for you, right?"

Yan Lang opened his eyes slightly, with a weary smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhanshao guiltily: "It should be... one day, sorry for the trouble, I will solve it as soon as possible."

Zhan Shao angrily picked up a vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it like Yan Lang's meat, full of helplessness.

Yan Lang is like this, he basically never loses his temper, even if he is mad, this person will just look at you with a smile, and then say sorry sincerely, as if he has become an unreasonable trouble for himself.That kind of tenderness is not so much an excellent character, but a habit, just like this person lacks the emotion of "losing his temper".I really don't know if there is anyone in this world who can make this angry face change, maybe it doesn't exist.

……

After Wang Ye fell asleep, he slept until noon. Just as his consciousness recovered from the deep sleep world, the personal secretary of the personal terminal rang in his mind: "Six hours ago, Yan Lang called to apply for communication. May I ask if you want to call back."

The voice rang directly in his mind, Wang Ye blinked and woke up, and there was still a deep exhaustion gathered in every muscle of his body.He shook his head and refused, waiting for a while.

He got up and sat up from the bed, before doing anything else, he reached out and took the guitar, and continued the composition of last night.

This playing took an hour to complete the music composed in the dream yesterday, and finally reached the best effect that Wang Ye could make with his current guitar level.

Wang Ye is like this. He is indeed fat, but he is not lazy. Although he sings the ancient source music handed down by his family, he can be said to compose the music from scratch, and he is said to imitate the predecessors. His footsteps are simple, but in today's era when the guitar is blank and the ancient source music is blank, it is not an easy task to compose a piece of music that runs counter to everyone's aesthetics and is completely different from what Wang Ye has learned and felt.He not only had to compose the song from scratch, but also added his own understanding to make the song more suitable for him to sing. This kind of adaptation is not an easy task.

If someone knows that what he produced is an ancient source song, they will definitely think that he has taken a trick, but even if it is a trick, there is still Wang Ye's painstaking efforts in it. In order to make these songs even better.

However, even as Wang Ye continued to adapt these songs, his guitar playing became more and more proficient and perfect, and it matched his singing more and more.No one knows that the healing effect of his ancient source song is quietly increasing. It can be said that if the current Wang Ye returns to perform live at the round table arbitration, Principal Gong will be so surprised that he will stand up.

It's a pity that Wang Ye sang too little live. His fame is far from attracting investors to hold live concerts for him. On Tianwang, no matter how good he sings, it is difficult for people to think that this is an ancient source song. .

Unknowingly, Wang Ye has gradually surpassed several famous Guyuan singers in the current ancient country on the road of independent research, and is even launching an impact on the only two Guyuan singing masters with an pacification rate of 80.00%.

And he is only 26 years old now.

He is even a tiny baby among cosmic humans with a common age of 600 years.

No one knows that in a corner of the ancient country, there is a dead fat man of four hundred catties who is groping for the path of Gu Yuanqu alone, and going farther and farther, destined to surpass everyone.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Ye was finally satisfied when he looked at the score that had been changed repeatedly.

He stood up, put the guitar carefully, twisted his neck and buttocks, relaxed himself, left the room and went downstairs.

a little hungry.

The robot butler thoughtfully prepared lunch for him. Sitting on the romantic and beautiful balcony, Wang Ye picked up a knife and fork and couldn't wait to stuff a mouthful of meat before asking, "Where's the thin monkey?"

The robot butler looked out of the balcony.

Wang Ye looked around, only to find that the thin monkey was basking in the sun on the private beach. He should have just come up after swimming, with strands of transparent water dripping from the hair on his forehead. He lay on his back on the beach and closed his eyes to rest.

Sunshine, beach, sea water, this scene, if the person basking in the sun is not too thin, it might be very eye-catching.

Seeing the high protruding ribs on the thin monkey's chest, Wang Ye inexplicably remembered the terrifying strength of the thin monkey when Qi Lin came over yesterday.Thinking about the genetic mutation that I finally diagnosed, did some kind of change happen to the skinny monkey, giving him great strength?

After lunch, Wang Ye's personal secretary seemed to think that he was full and should be thinking of making a call, so he reminded him of Yan Lang's call again.

As soon as Wang Ye patted his head, he remembered what he had forgotten, to let the male god of the universe wait for him, really...

He hurriedly sent a communication request, and while waiting, the thin monkey just opened his eyes and met Wang Ye's eyes.Wang Ye grinned and waved to him.The thin monkey got up and walked over slowly.

The request was approved, the call started, and the thin monkey walked under the balcony.

"Teacher Yan." Wang Ye called out respectfully, "I'm sorry, I practiced the song all night last night and fell asleep this morning. Teacher, I found that there are still many things that need to be changed in our song. I promise it will be better than before. I'll send you the version that sounds better, I'll send it to you...Huh? Are you in Ursa Major? Do you still need to participate in the rematch review? Oh, no...Okay, I'm free anytime...I? I Live at a classmate's house, tell me where you are, and I'll go find you right away..."

The call ended quickly, Wang Ye put his wrist down, looked up and saw the thin monkey sitting in front of him at some point, looking deeply at him with those dark eyes.

"So...the newcomer is you?" The thin monkey had already got the answer from Wang Ye's call.

Wang Ye shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled, "Hmm."