【Host: Hao Yun】

【Programming: 1】

【Music:2】

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the dormitory were turned off. Hao Yun, who was lying flat on the bed, was staring at the property panel in a daze.

The total of all attribute points is only 3, and I feel very weak...

What's more, unlike programming, he knows nothing about music, and he doesn't know how long it takes to wait for this attribute to work.

Thinking of this, Hao Yun sighed in his heart.

If I had been a little lucky at that time, I would have randomly randomized my skills to programming.

At least he is very interested in playing games after having tasted a little bit of sweetness.

What's more, in his vague memory, his job in his previous life was game planning, and developing games was considered an old job.

"I don't think about it anymore..."

At present, there should be two ways to trigger system tasks: either waiting for opportunities or creating opportunities and taking the initiative.

And the key to everything is how to arouse the roommates’ ***—oh no, ambition!

If they lie on the bed like a salted fish all day long, living like an ordinary college monk, how can they become the winner of their lives? How can they buy cars, houses, and submarines?

Thinking of this, Hao Yun felt that he could not wait any longer, so he cleared his throat and was about to speak.

But at this moment, Zhu Kening, who talks the most frequently, spoke first.

"Talk about it, Brother Yun."

"Um?"

"Your father, why did you name this?"

Hao Yun was stunned and said, "This... is nothing special, right? He has reached the top and has a strong ambition... My father wanted to get my civil service exam before, but I was not interested. He probably had to let him down."

Zheng Xueqian: "I thought it was homophonic to good luck."

Liang Ziyuan nodded and interrupted rarely.

"I thought it was this, too."

Hao Yun smiled and said, "Good luck? I guess it's the same thing... But I feel like I haven't had any good luck in the past 18 years."

Otherwise, this potential value cannot be explained.

Even the system that came from somewhere complained about his luck.

Zheng Xueqian looked at Zhu Kening.

"What about you? Do you have any allusions to your name?"

"That must be there," Zhu Kening said with a smile, "My hometown is in Ning County. My father named me Kening in order to improve the feng shui of our county."

Zheng Xueqian was stunned.

"What? You also use the word "正" to improve Feng Shui. Are you going to improve Feng Shui or improve Feng Shui..."

"You know," Zhu Kening glanced at him, "this one is the poor in Ning County."

Liang Ziyuan said speechlessly: "...can you still understand this way?"

Zheng Xueqian whispered: "Why did I only hear about what I lack in my life? I just arranged the name. This was the first time I heard that I used the name to conquer my hometown. Your father is very generous enough."

Whatever is missing in your life is OK.

But it seems that, it is said that when someone is born, the fortune teller calculates that the five elements lack gold, and will add gold or Xin to the name. If it is lacking wood, add forest.

Then think about it like this...

Aren’t you destined to be lucky?

Damn!

Perhaps the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional, Hao Yun suddenly thought of an athlete's foot medicine called Dakning and subconsciously blurted out.

"Maybe it may not be Feng Shui."

Zhu Kening was stunned.

"What?"

"It may also be a treatment..."

Zheng Xueqian and Liang Ziyuan didn't react at first, but they quickly understood what Hao Yun meant and couldn't help laughing.

Especially Zheng Xueqian, the boy is the most useless, and he just laughs. He also likes the kind of person who is laughing at the quilt without any concealment.

Zhu Kening frowned: "Are you wrong?"

Hao Yun, who held back his laughter, coughed twice and quickly changed the topic: "Let's not talk about the name anymore. It's too boring. Let's talk about life and ideals... Start with the dormitory chief, come, Brother Kening, what is your dream?"

dream?

Zhu Kening gave an answer to this question almost without hesitation.

"Be an official!"

No surprises.

On the first day after coming to the dormitory, Hao Yun saw that this guy was very addicted to the official.

"The problem in Ning County is not feng shui, but poverty! If I were the county magistrate, the first thing I did after taking office was to lead the villagers out of poverty and make a fortune and achieve a well-off life!"

It's amazing!

Unexpectedly, this guy still has this ambition in his stomach?

It doesn't seem to be completely a fool.

Hearing these words, Hao Yun's impression of him changed a little.

However, this impression change did not last for half a minute and was soon replaced by another negative emotion.

This guy...

The conversation starts endlessly as soon as it opens!

Starting from the great ideal of revitalizing his hometown, Comrade Zhu Kening talked about the agriculture in his hometown, and then talked about the corn field at his doorstep. Then, the topic was even more difficult to fly to the Chinese teacher of his neighbor's child next door to his second brother-in-law's house, and complained that education in his hometown was a problem.

At first, the three people in the dormitory were quite attentive to listen, but later they became more and more tired as they listened.

Liang Ziyuan tskated and put on his headphones.

Zheng Xueqian had a fight with his eyelids and almost fell asleep.

Hao Yun had not completely given up on him, and his eyes were still staring straight.

But soon, even he was disappointed.

There is no new task popup, and the potential value is still a question mark, without any change.

It seems that simple YY cannot change anything, and the system does not think that this guy can still remember to brag tonight after getting up.

Putting the squad leader aside, Hao Yun looked at the sleepy Zheng Xueqian and threw the same problem at him.

"What about you? Do you have any dreams?"

"Dream? Oh, dream..." Zheng Xueqian, who was sleeping in a daze, yawned, smashed his mouth and said, "I don't have so many ideas. Just study hard and you'll be done."

Hao Yun said in a persuasive tone: "Then do you like programming?"

Zheng Xueqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly and said.

"What do you like or not like this? I have to study this major. Of course, I didn't have to study it at all, so I just did it casually."

Hao Yun: "..."

The potential value still has not changed at all.

No task panel pops up either.

It seems that today is not the turning point of this guy's fate.

Apart from myself, the last one in the dormitory didn’t join this topic.

Looking at Zi Yuan who was wearing headphones and preparing to sleep, Hao Yun asked, knocking on the railing beside the bed.

"Where are brothers Ziyuan? Do you have any dreams?"

"Me?" Liang Ziyuan was slightly stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "I released an album of my own..."

When Hao Yun heard this, he was immediately energetic.

"I understand what you mean, but I never thought of a bigger ideal, such as becoming the king of music—"

"That's too far," Liang Ziyuan paused, "and it doesn't matter if the king of music is the most important thing. I just like music simply. I don't mind whether others like it or not."

Zheng Xueqian whispered: "We mind."

Liang Ziyuan: “…”
To be continued...