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The system kicked him away, and changed the channel of the Nintendo TV series that was playing.

The system felt very uncomfortable, and he didn't want to watch his performance for a long time.

Is his acting so bad?

Not even that yellow acting.

The system feels sad.

There was an unknown fire in my heart.

But after a while, the system rolled back to his little bed, playing his own TV series with itchy hands.

The system said seriously that he still wanted to see how he acted.

I saw Ren Tianwan standing by the window in the TV show, wearing a suit and looking cynical. He raised his eyebrows and sneered, "You think I like you?"

Michael, who was standing opposite to him, felt disgusted when he saw Ren Tianwan, stared at Ren Tianwan viciously, and said, "Stay away from us, stay away from Susu."

"Really?" But Ren Tianwan deliberately walked in front of him, and laughed, "But, the more you hate me, the more I want to come in front of you, I want to make you suffer, feel bad..."

The system said that he persisted for two seconds, and finally pressed it to turn off the TV.

The brainless lines, coupled with the rubbish acting skills, hit the system to pieces.

The system said sadly: "Am I acting that badly? Huh... I don't want to act anymore."

"How come? The acting is very good, there is no rubbish." Weisha said sincerely: "You acted the best!" In Weisha's view, his wife is the best no matter what she plays.

The system also saw this meaning, and was immediately dissatisfied: "Do you think I have acted badly?"

"No."

"..." The system said slowly: "Idiot fans."

"?"

The system didn't want to tell him, so he fell on the bed and wanted to sleep.

It is now December, and there is still a long way to go before the award.

If you want to act in a TV series, you probably won't be able to get it until at least next year.

Singing is the most recent opportunity to win an award.

Thinking this way, the system began to walk towards the teacher.

He needs a gold medal.

The task is to get three gold medals.

The system currently wants to get three gold awards, one for singing, one for film, and one for TV dramas.

In order for the system to complete tasks, it must obtain these awards.

The system glanced at the task written on the menu window.

He wants to use both hands to maintain the world plot.

Close your eyes, sit in the car, and think.

The cooling time of the shuttle is 5 days, and the ratio of the void to the world is increasing day by day.

If he could be on mission within five years, he wouldn't let the shuttle waste time.

Thinking like this, the system has a plan in mind, within five years, he will become the king of the entertainment industry.

The car stopped, the system got out of the car, wearing a small windbreaker, and headed towards the building.

When the system entered, it was found that the singing teacher was teaching others.

The system narrowed its eyes immediately, stepped forward and said, "I'm here, you should teach me." After the system finished speaking, the teacher still ignored him and talked to the handsome man.

The system frowned slightly, patted the table impatiently, and said, "We made an appointment."

"Understood." The singing teacher replied impatiently at this moment.

The system frowned slightly, and turned to look at the handsome man.

He looked familiar, but the system couldn't recall seeing him there.

I saw that he was talking with the teacher, and he didn't seem to notice the arrival of the system at all.

Installed.

The system feels that this handsome man's character is really not very good.

While thinking like this, a sentence suddenly sounded in my mind: "Please protect the protagonist."

The system looked up, and saw the information of the person in front of him displayed on the transparent frame.

White as water.

That's the man's name.

As his name suggests, he looks very white, as clear as water.

Looks better than myself.

The body that the system passes through is not the most beautiful, but it is not the ugliest either, it can only be regarded as the middle class.

However, after the system was attached to the body, the cold temperament of the whole body added a unique beauty to the system.

Although at present, except for Viksha, no one else can appreciate it.

However, the system said that Bai Ruoshui this time, why does it feel different from the last meeting?

The system waited for a while before the music teacher reluctantly bid farewell to Bai Ruoshui, then looked at the system slowly, and asked knowingly, "What do you want to do?"

"Sing." The system knew that the teacher didn't like me, and didn't care: "I wrote the lyrics." The system gave him the lyrics he wrote, but unexpectedly, he threw the lyrics into the garbage can.

The system suddenly felt a little annoyed, but he still endured it.

The system knows that it is studying, not beating people.

"Teacher, I can't write well, please give me some advice." The system said respectfully.

But the singing teacher Niao also ignored him. He just randomly pulled out a lyrics from his side and threw it to the system, saying, "Sing it yourself."

Seeing the lyrics above, the system frowned and said, "Teacher, the lyrics are poorly written, I won't sing them."

"Really don't sing?"

"Don't sing."

"If you don't sing, get out."

"..." The system was silent for two seconds before allowing itself to refute him.

Calm down, maybe he is a teacher and knows something that a layman like me doesn't know, I'll learn first.

The system immediately picked up the lyrics and walked into the audition room.

The system puts on the earphones and the music starts.

The system looked at the vulgar lyrics above, but still had to sing, "I miss you all the time, you miss me all the time, I love you so much, I miss you so much, my love for you is like Mice love rice, I like you, I like you..." The system couldn't continue singing.

The singing teacher who was watching happily outside suddenly said, "Why don't you sing? Sing!"

The system raised its head, took a fixed look at him, and then typed the lyrics in its hand towards him.

The system adjusted the collar slightly, and said with a sneer: "I don't know if you are a new student who used to take care of you, and you have to play tricks twice, but let me tell you, I don't have that skill. Since you don't teach me, your child doesn't either. It is necessary to study safely."

"Teach you?" The singing teacher raised his eyelids and said sarcastically, "Just you, a low-level mermaid, with your looks, and your IQ? I asked you to write lyrics, but if you really did, you wouldn't even know if you were fooled by me." What can I teach you, fool?"

When the system heard this, he smiled instead of anger, and put his hands in his pockets. The system was wearing a windbreaker today. He leaned against the bookcase, looked at the teacher coldly, and smiled softly: "Because I am a low-level mermaid, so am I an idiot? What logic? Could it be that your logic has been eaten by dogs?"

Ignoring the teacher's livid face, the system brushed back his hair, and said coldly, "If you don't have talent, just say it, I'm the one who wants to be the king of the entertainment industry, and I don't have the time to spare."

In order to complete the task of writing words, the system suffered for a full month.

But this teacher was too deceitful, he didn't even read the lyrics, and threw his hard work into the trash can. In the end, it turned out to be just to play him.

That being the case, the system still respects him so much, why?

"The king of the entertainment industry?" The singing teacher laughed loudly. He obviously didn't believe that the system could become it. He squinted his eyes and said grimly, "With your behavior, what qualifications do you have to become the king of the entertainment industry?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the system, and the system took a step back, with his hands behind his back.

The singing teacher saw that the system was backing away, and immediately thought he was weak, so he continued to move forward, and said with a smile, "Just like you? Maybe sleep with me, and I might teach you two tricks, but you're a low-level mermaid who wants me to Teaching? Ridiculous!"

The system lowered its head slightly upon hearing what he said.

But when the singing teacher saw him bow his head, he thought he was afraid, and didn't see the sneer on his lips at all.

"What?" The singing teacher was playing a hooligan, glanced around, and found that the surroundings were tightly closed, and there were no cameras in the room, and the bodyguards didn't come, so he smiled triumphantly: "Now sleep with me, I still have that interest, If you don't want to, get out." But before he finished speaking, his neck felt cold.

Suddenly a pain came from behind, and something wet was stained on his face.

He widened his eyes wide, looking at the system that had suddenly come behind him at some point in fear.

The system raised its head, with a cruel smile on it, holding a knife in its hand, and said, "How do you want to die?"

"Ah!" The singing teacher suddenly knelt on the ground in fear, and bluffed: "You! You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will die! The law stipulates this! You! Ah!"

But when the system whittled his hands into sticks bit by bit, his mouth was stuffed with a stinky cloth, and his limbs were bound with ropes, he could no longer bluff.

There was fear in his eyes, and he just whimpered and begged for mercy, very vaguely.

But the system can understand.

is not it,

"Don't! Don't do that again."

The system smiled lightly, and leisurely sliced ​​him down one by one, which would definitely make his life worse than death.

After a while, the system came out of the room.

Someone gently wiped his little hands.

The system glanced at the person coldly, but the person smiled and said, "Does your hand hurt? Is it cold? It's raining now, so don't catch a cold."

The system stared at him and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Weisha froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why are you afraid?" As he spoke, his smile became wider. He stroked the face of the system and said, "Don't be afraid, you are very cute, and you are not afraid at all."

The system retracted its fingers slightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly with a trembling voice: "In the previous life, someone told me that he would come to me in the next life. Is that person you?" It was that person, but the system still inexplicably wanted to ask again, to confirm again.

"Next life?" Weisha suddenly flashed a fragment in his mind, and then opened his pupils wide.

Seeing that he was stunned, the system immediately lowered its head and said sadly: "It's nothing." But it was hugged suddenly, and the system was about to push him away, but it heard: "Amo, it's me, it's me, Amo. "

When the system heard this familiar title, tears filled its eyes, and then threw itself into his arms, crying loudly.

"You really came with me."

"Of course." Weisha rubbed the hair of the system, and said, "However, I seem to be here earlier than you, and I have the memory of this world."

"...So?" The system looked at him speechlessly, "Do you have Jiboos first, then Weisha, or Weisha first, and then you?"

"what?"

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