Low-end version system main god

Chapter 1061

From the perspective of God, the son of the moon, Yang Dingye's tongue-in-cheek battle with Confucians.

The sage Xitong looked at the Son of the Moon and Yang Dingye from the perspective of a sage.

"I thought of a classic old movie."

Luo Tianyi immediately took out the clip of "Nine Pins of Sesame Official".

Xi Tong felt that Luo Tianyi was becoming more and more intelligent, oh no, more and more humane.

It seems that during this period of time, the game against Wu Han has been greatly improved.

After watching for a while, Xi Tong nodded in satisfaction.

"Yang Dingye has taken the first step towards becoming a saint. He has the potential to become a saint."

Luo Tianyi was puzzled, but didn't ask, because Wu Han had entered the dungeon again, and Luo Tianyi was concentrating on playing chess with him.

During this period of time, she had been losing consecutive battles, and Luo could not bear it anymore.

On the other hand, Yang Dingye caught the anchor who made a video to hate himself and started to criticize his work once again, which was useless.

Heh, what does it mean to welcome criticism and correction, and what does it mean to be sure to listen and change. What you mean by what you said is that I missed the point and I am not qualified to criticize you.

OK, I admit it!
In the past, I dangled half a bottle of water, even if I saw your shortcomings, I couldn’t hit the nail on the head. Even if you knew what I said was right, you would still have the idea that "everyone knows" and "everyone understands the truth".

But now, my shotgun has changed to a cannon, and it is a super thick and super big star destroyer.

There is a limit on the length of a post on a giant blog, but it doesn’t matter, just enter the document and post a long picture. There is no limit to the number of words in the website comments, so you can just paste the text file under his video.

After spraying this one, find another one.

In the private mailbox, Aite's own people count as one, and no one can escape.

Tell you to participate in this matter, tell you to rub the hot spots, and stand in line for me.

If you are not convinced, then spray until you are convinced.

At the same time, in a basement without windows, an unknown up owner who weighed 180 centimeters but was not 180 centimeters tall, and whose glasses were the same as the bottom of a bottle, put down a well-known brand of instant noodles.

He burped in satisfaction, scratched his head with his stubby fingers, his three-inch long hair was covered with oil and even had a tendency to scale.

Put your fingers under your nose, don't think about it, the smell is very sour.

With the thumb of the right hand, remove the hair oil from the fingernails of the index finger, middle finger, ring finger and little finger one by one, and open the mobile phone with the left hand, and browse social software such as preserved eggs, Daxin, and Jubo one by one.

There are several small red dots, official recommendations, official advertisements, arrears information, and micro-business advertisements.

I casually replied to my mother that my job has been stabilized, I have already contacted that old classmate, and I am in a relationship now, so don't miss me.

Well, nothing actually happened.

Normally, it is too difficult for an unknown up master like him to become famous. He works hard for fame every day. Once he smells the smell of blood, he will instantly turn into a shark, and he has to catch up with him a hundred kilometers away.

fan base?
Those that don't exist have already been banned for driving too fast.

In addition to my mother still thinking about myself, sending messages and making phone calls every now and then, just a few unsatisfactory peers bragging and farting, half of the time is driving, half of the time is gossip, and the rest is all about exchanging creative experience and sharing success experience.

"Ding!"

"Old Zhang, that video of yours has become popular. I'm envious. Don't forget to take your brother with you when you're developed. Don't worry, it's cleaned up."

Scratching his greasy hair again, Lao Zhang casually replied, "Don't worry, I'll show you how to fly."

I will fire?I don't believe it myself.

But he still opened the Ba La Ba La website and clicked on his latest video.

What the fuck?

what's the situation?
It's only been a while, the number of clicks has reached [-], the number of comments has reached hundreds, and the number of followers has gone from three digits...

It is indeed going to four digits, although it has just started.

What my colleagues said was right, as expected, a small fire started, at least the flames had already started, as long as we kept adding firewood, sooner or later it would burn.

At least the instant noodles for next month will be available.

Looking through the comments, sure enough, "I dream of having a system" replied.

Lao Zhang secretly praised himself for being wise. He felt tricky when the fan group was angry yesterday, but he is neither a policeman nor a detective, so why bother with those stupid things.

Just take advantage of the wave.

After making this video overnight, he sent a private message to that angry fan group, expressing his identity as a friendly army, and the other party really reciprocated.

However, looking at it, Lao Zhang put down his raised Erlang legs, put away his hands scratching his hair, and straightened his body leaning on the backrest.

He swore that he had never sat so upright when he was in elementary school.

Then he knelt down.

He always thought that "Mom asked me why I was kneeling and playing with my mobile phone" was a spoof by netizens, but now he understands that it is true.

In the comments, the troll "I want to have a system in my dreams" criticizes his work word by word, sentence by sentence, second, or even frame by frame. A folk song of 3 minutes and 42 seconds was criticized by him ten lines...twenty lines...thirty lines OK……

Lao Zhang counted for a long time, but the netizens gave him the answer in the comments.

"Damn it, God, you actually said a whole 42675 words."

"This is definitely the longest reply I've ever seen since I was a fool."

"At first I thought it was a pigeon spirit, but then I realized that every sentence does not repeat."

"The most important thing is that every sentence is in the flesh and sees the blood. I really want to know the expression of the up master now."

"The up master has never shown his face, okay?"

……

Lao Zhang has automatically filtered out the gags of netizens, but chewed on the comments that "I dream of having a system" word by word.

Then, he picked up his guitar and tried to play it.

Play carefully.

Pious bomb.

According to Dreaming, there is systematic second-by-second or even frame-by-frame criticism and guidance to play and sing.

Tears welled up gradually, streaming down the pimple on his cheek.

He has found it!

He felt it!

Yes!

That's what it feels like!

He has reached the direction he was chasing, the ceiling that is too short to jump up.

clear, true...

In the past, I always felt that my talents were underappreciated, that everyone didn’t understand how to appreciate them, that it was because of bad luck...

Only now do I understand that I have too many shortcomings or even flaws, the kind of flaws that need to be reshaped.

This song will definitely be popular, even if it is not popular, you can still have a full meal.

But Lao Zhang understands that this is not his own credit, but that he wants to have a system even in his dreams.

He cut himself with a master knife, and then cleaned each piece of meat, sewed them together, and re-stitched them into a whole.

That's why this song has been reborn, washed its tendons and marrow, and reborn from the ashes.

Grandmaster!

This is the real master!
Master, I kowtow to you.

Really, heavily, unreservedly knocked on the concrete floor.

Then he hugged his head and cried loudly.

The more I cried, the more sad I became, and the more I cried, the more helpless I felt, crying like a 180-pound child.

Half an hour later, Lao Zhang, who had a hoarse voice, stood up little by little, rummaged through the desk and drawers like a maniac, and finally found the scissors among the pile of stinky shoes.

Standing in front of the mirror in despair, looking at the scissors in his hands, Lao Zhang made an important decision.

　Thank you Taichu Xuantian for rewarding 300, thank you very much for the reward from Taichu boss

　　
　
(End of this chapter)