Hearing Ding He's question, the system replied again: "The host can just recite the name and use the skill book in his mind!"

Ding He couldn't wait, ignored the system, and silently recited in his heart, "Elementary use of guitar" and "Elementary use of singing". After Ding He finished silently, he felt a swelling and pain in his mind, and there seemed to be a lot of things in his mind. For example, guitar structure, piano holding posture and playing techniques; exhaling, vocal skills and other knowledge, stuffing his brain all over.

"This is too simple!" Ding He passed it over and found that he had completely mastered it. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Please note that the host: these two skills are only primary skills, which is equivalent to five years of practice for ordinary people!" The system looked at Ding He's proud and complacent look and couldn't help but blow.

"Five years of practice? It's not very good!" Ding He was sprinkled with a basin of cold water and asked awkwardly, "How can you continue to improve?"

"The host can learn more advanced skills books!" the system continued.

"More advanced? Where is it?" Ding He asked excitedly when he heard this.

"The host level is too low, no permission to check it!" The system poured a basin of cold water on Ding He again.

"Open the door, open the door quickly, I know you are inside!" Ding He wanted to continue asking, but suddenly there was a sound of slapping the door.

He heard the shouts from the door, and Ding He was panicked and still couldn't escape.

"Here you come!" In desperation, Ding He had no choice but to get up and open the door.

"I'm finally willing to come back!" An aunt stood outside the door, wearing pink pajamas, wavy curly hair, and bloated figure. She stared at Ding He and said, "Xiao Ding, I thought you ran away?"

"How could it be, Aunt Liu? I can't bear to leave such a good place!" Ding He said humbly.

"The place is good, you know it! You say, I'm not bad to you! Others pay for each year, I'll pay for you according to the season!" Aunt Liu walked into the house and looked at Ding He's room. There was no obvious damage, and he said without any embarrassment, "It was supposed to pay for the 15th, but now it's on the 20th, and I haven't given it to me yet! Can't you still live?"

"Aunt Liu, sit down!" Ding He pulled the stool and said to the landlord Aunt Liu, "Live, I will definitely live! Aunt Liu is so kind to me. I will drive me away, but I won't leave!"

"Since you live there, Xiao Ding, let's settle the rent!" Aunt Liu sat down and said loudly.

"Well, Aunt Liu! Can you give it a little more gratitude? Three days! I will definitely hand it in three days!" Ding He whispered and asked.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Before Aunt Liu could speak, a burst of shouts came from outside the house.

"Hey, baby grandson, grandma is here!" Aunt Liu changed her face when she heard the shouts outside, and responded gently.

"Grandma! Grandma..." After a while, a little fat man ran in from outside and shouted and rushed into Aunt Liu's arms.

"Oh, grandma's good grandson! What's wrong?" Aunt Liu asked with the fat man.

"I'll see the little nail!" said the fat man pointing to Ding He.

"What's the point of looking good about him? A pauper!" Aunt Liu glanced at Ding He and said contemptuously.

"Oh, the little nail is a pauper! The little nail is a pauper!" The little fat man seemed to hear something funny, clapping and shouting happily.

"We are not playing here, it's dark and trendy. Let's go out to play, okay?" Aunt Liu stood up and hugged the fat man with some difficulty and said.

"Okay, go out to play, go out to play!" The little fat man's attention was diverted when he heard that he went out to play, and he said happily.

Aunt Liu held her fat grandson and walked to the door, turned to Ding He and said, "For my good grandson, I will give you another chance. I will come back the day after tomorrow! If I can't hand over it, I will put on a bed and leave!"

"Okay, okay, Aunt Liu, I will definitely hand over it when the time comes, I will definitely!" Ding He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally delayed for another three days, hoping to find a solution.

Alas, I thought I had a very failed too! Why did I graduate from Pujiang Provincial Theatre Academy, but now I am in this way! Some graduates of the same level have become famous in the entertainment industry, but I am still worried about the rent of 1,500 yuan, which is so popular that I am so angry.

"Dingling! Dingling..." Just as Ding He was feeling a lot, the cell phone in his jacket pocket rang.

Ding He lay lazily on the bed, took out his cell phone from his pocket, put it in his ear to answer the phone, and asked angrily: "Hey, who?"

"I'm taking the gun! I'm your mother!" A familiar loud voice came from the phone and shouted kindly.

"Ah! Oh my god!" Ding He was startled, and sat up from the bed with a trembling heart and said respectfully.

"What are you doing with a bad temper? You have such a big temper! You haven't called your home for a month!" My mother asked worriedly on the other end of the phone.

"It's okay, mom! Just now..." Ding He hesitated for a moment, held his hand tightly, took a deep breath and continued, "The planning book I wrote was returned for modification, and I'm sulking!"

"Stupid brat, I have a big temper!" My mother was about to complain, but the phone was snatched by her father who was waiting on the side.

"Tell me, I'll tell me!" Hearing his father's dull voice, then his father's nagging came from his phone, "Return it, it means you have something wrong! If you have any problems, please make sure you correct it. Why are you angry?"

"Yes! Dad, you are right! I'll change it now!" Ding He and the old man dared not argue and immediately admitted their conscience.

"That's right! If you make a mistake, change it!" The father saw Ding He surrender, nodded on the other end of the phone and said, "Then change it quickly, we won't bother you!"

"Old man, what's going on? I haven't finished talking yet!" Ding He's mother immediately became anxious when she heard this and rushed forward to grab the phone. "Damn old man, give me the phone, I still have to talk to Xiaohe! And the matter about his girlfriend! Give it to me quickly!"

"What do you say?" Ding He's father took out the aura of the head of the family and did not return the phone. He continued, "No matter how busy the child is, how can he have time to talk to you!"

Before Ding He could speak, he heard a "beep" sound from his phone. He looked at the phone for a long time and felt his nose sore. He had been graduating for more than a year and he still looked like this. He didn't dare to tell the truth to his parents, so he just said that he had found a small advertising company to do the planning.

However, in fact, I was confused and lived up to my major for my dreams. I played supporting roles in the film and television city in the suburbs of the city. I worked so hard every day, only a box of lunch boxes, which cost a few dozen yuan. Thinking of my parents who are getting older at home, Ding He felt that he was very unfilial. After graduation for so long, he never helped the family, and sometimes he had to rely on the family to help him. Thinking about the rent he would pay soon, Ding He was really shameless and asked his parents for it.

"Mad, I want to be popular, I want to be angry, don't be a passerby!" Ding He roared with blue veins on his face, and he gritted his teeth.

"What is it? Do you want people to sleep anymore!" Before Ding He finished venting, a sound of slapping the walls came from the next basement.

"Didi! Congratulations to the host for triggering the main mission - the starlight shining!" The system sound suddenly appeared, which scared Ding He, "The first phase of the main mission - making a name for itself! Please get 100 emotional points within one month, both positive and negative! Mission reward lottery 3!"

"Rull draw 3, so good!" Ding He said excitedly without hesitation. He hesitated for a moment, and felt something was wrong. If there was a prize, there should be a punishment. He asked tentatively: "If it can't be completed, is there any punishment?"

"The mission failed, the punishment system will be unbound!" the system said ruthlessly.

"So cruel? No!" Ding He was shocked when he heard this. It was too cruel! He was also counting on the system to get promoted and raise salaries, marry a rich and beautiful woman, and reach the peak of his life!

"Given the initial task, the difficulty level has been reduced and the punishment has doubled!" the system said coldly.

"Then how to obtain emotional value?" Ding He continued to ask.

"The host level is too low, and there is no permission to check it!" The system answered the same old style again.

"My sister! Let me collect it. If you don't tell me how to collect it, are you deliberately playing with me?" Ding He roared at the system.

The system had disappeared again at this time, and Ding He didn't roar in his mind no matter how much Ding He roared in his mind. After a long roar, he completely gave up and thought about the task. On the one hand, it was the rent that he had to pay in three days; on the other hand, Ding He had to roar, and he was too big. As he thought about it, Ding He felt his head getting heavier and he fell asleep because of the injuries on his body.

"Lag people get up! Lazy people get up..." Ding He was awakened by the harsh alarm clock in his sleep. He turned off the alarm clock beside the bedside and continued to fall asleep.

"Good grandson, where are you?" Suddenly, a shout came, and Ding He was awakened directly. The voice of the landlord Aunt Liu was like seeking life to Ding He. When he thought of the rent, Ding He was completely sleepy.

With a "cry", Ding He sat up from the bed. No, why did I fall asleep? Three days have passed, where can I get money? It's said that Pujiang Province is the capital of the East, and there are business opportunities everywhere. I have been here for more than five years and have not seen anything. Alas, I must have no money in the house, so I'd better go out to find money!

After a simple washing, Ding He changed his clothes and went straight out of the basement. Although there were lights in the basement, it was far inferior to the sun. It still felt very dazzling under the sunlight. Every time he walked out of the basement, he would be like this and he was used to it.

Where can I get money? A penny can stump the hero, this is 1,000-5! Ding He pondered, lowered his head, and walked aimlessly on the street. Why do other people's systems give whatever they want in the novel, but why do their own systems still ask for them? This damn task, what the hell is the value of a hundred emotional points? Where should I do it?

Ding He was so angry that he wandered aimlessly along the road without thinking. He didn't know how long he had walked, but suddenly he felt that the road was so familiar. When he looked up, he had arrived at his alma mater where he had been there for four years. Thinking of other successful seniors, Ding He didn't know how to face it, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Ding... He, is it you?" Before he could walk far, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

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