Do you want to be reborn? [System]

In the car.

Song Heng looked at Gu Yang who was driving, and said, "Uncle, I read your book. I not only read it, but also recommended it to the whole class. Now our whole class is your book fan, but this is not my goal. , I am going to drive the entire grade, and even the entire school, to become your book fans!"

Listening to Song Heng's ambitious speech, Gu Yang couldn't help laughing, "Could it be that they were all forced by you?"

"How is it possible? This is my personality charm. I am a good student and I am popular with many people. The novels I recommend give the masters time to escape from the tight study atmosphere, and it also narrows the distance between the masters and the scumbags. We have more topics to talk to each other, and the relationship is more harmonious!"

When Gu Yang heard this, he smiled and said, "What does your teacher think of you?"

Song Heng raised his eyebrows, "Teacher, of course the teacher will watch it with us... No wonder! Some students' cellphones were confiscated, who made those people commit suicide, read novels with their cellphones in class, and fell into obsession, I didn’t even know the teacher came to me, so I deserve it!”

"If you say that, don't I become the chief culprit who affects your studies?"

"Uncle, you have to believe this. A top student will always be a top student, and will not be reduced to a scumbag because of a novel. A scumbag will always be a scumbag. Even if they haven't read your novel, they may still be a scumbag in class. Swiping Weibo with a mobile phone."

"..." Gu Yang was speechless.

Seeing that Gu Yang was silent, Song Heng thought that Gu Yang was still worried, so he continued: "Uncle, don't think too much, the atmosphere of learning with your novels and without your novels has not changed much. Xueba are very good at it. Arrange your own time, your novel will not have too much influence on them. As for the scumbags, they will not be in a hurry until the exam, and only when it is time for the exam will they rush. Three points It depends on strength and luck, so their grades have nothing to do with your novel."

Gu Yang shook his head, "If you say that, the scumbags will cry."

"This is the truth." Song Heng shrugged and said, "But having said that, it doesn't look like you wrote this novel at all."

Gu Yang smiled, "It's not surprising, there is a world in the book, and the authors create the world, so how do you know it's not guiding us?"

"Uncle, can you stop being so esoteric?" Song Heng said.

"Actually, this is just my personal feeling." Gu Yang replied.

Song Heng didn't take it seriously, and turned the topic to the novel, "Uncle, when will the protagonist in your novel become a god?"

Gu Yang pondered for a while, "Maybe we will have to go through [-] difficulties."

"Then when will he regain his heaven?"

"When he comes back to life."

"...So when will he come back to life!"

"Soon, it's the next chapter."

Hearing this, Song Heng felt a little comforted in his heart, and began to talk about the plot with Gu Yang happily.

Slowly, Gu Yang and Song Heng arrived at the street selling singing.

Everything is ready, Gu Yang and Song Heng start singing, everything is the same as before.They sang their own, for those who pass by...

During the singing, neither Gu Yang nor Song Heng cared about the onlookers and the coins thrown in the guitar bag. After one afternoon, it was time for them to call it a day.

When Gu Yang and Song Heng finished playing the last piece, all the onlookers dispersed.Gu Yang went to pack the audio equipment, and Song Heng went to see what they had harvested today.However, when he walked to the guitar bag with the coins, Song Heng was attracted by a pink package inside... Crouching down, Song Heng took out the package from the scattered money, and looked around , did not find any suspicious figure, so he turned his head to Gu Yang and said, "Uncle, there is an unknown object here."

Gu Yang, who was on the microphone, heard Song Heng calling him, so he walked over, and when he saw the package in Song Heng's hand, his eyes flickered.This reminded him of the time when he always received packages from unknown people, and his mood was a little delicate...

"Bomb?" Song Heng frowned and said.

Gu Yang looked at Song Heng, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, "Boom!"

Song Heng chuckled, "Uncle, you are so humorous."

"I'm just responding to your words." Gu Yang took the package from Song Heng's hand, and seeing the words received by the male god on it, his feeling of familiarity became deeper and deeper.From this point of view, there should be nothing wrong...

"Uncle, do you want to tear it down?"

"Take it apart." Gu Yang said.

"What if it is an item that endangers personal safety?" Song Heng said.

"Then you stand a little farther away." Gu Yang said to Song Heng.

"No! How can I let you, uncle, face the moment of life and death alone!" Song Heng Dayi said awe-inspiringly.

Gu Yang glanced at Song Heng silently, "Well, your consciousness is very high."

"Of course, uncle, please quickly dismantle it." Song Heng said in a slightly urgent tone.

Gu Yang smiled, "Let's go back and dismantle it. What if it is an item that endangers personal safety? We have nothing to do. It will be bad if it hurts innocent people."

"..." Song Heng felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.To be honest, he was quite curious about what was inside, so where should his curiosity go?Hey, uncle, don't mind!

Gu Yang looked at Song Heng with a strange expression, and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think..." Song Heng looked at the smile in Gu Yang's eyes, paused, and replied solemnly: "Uncle, you are right! Let's go back and dismantle it!" However, Song Heng's heart was Roaring, uncle, you are kidding me!Cliff is kidding me!What about the male god image?Do people like you who regard you as a male god know?do you know!

Gu Yang nodded, handed the package to Song Heng, and said, "Then let's pack things up."

Holding the package in his hand, Song Heng suppressed his curiosity, put the package aside, and said in response, "En, good."

Gu Yang and Song Heng packed up the equipment, and just as they were about to leave, a boy wearing a peaked cap walked up to them, "I didn't expect you to be here."

Gu Yang was a little surprised when he saw Xu Jing, "Why did you come here?"

Song Heng also looked at Xu Jing. With a good memory, he didn't forget that when they went to that restaurant last week, the person in front of him took advantage of his privilege to give them two desserts for free, and the two desserts tasted pretty good.

Xu Jing pressed the peaked cap on his head, "Didn't you come to our restaurant last time? It just so happens that a colleague of mine saw you here, and she told me that you are singing here."

In fact, Xu Jing didn't believe it before, because he felt that Gu Yang was not the kind of person who would sing on the street. Although he didn't believe it, he, who had been playing games at home, saw that the afternoon was about to pass, but he still didn't restrain himself. It was over. The game is out...

Gu Yang smiled and asked, "Did you not go to work today?"

"I'm resting today." Xu Jing said, looking at the audio equipment put away at Gu Yang's feet and the guitar already carried on Song Heng's shoulder, he frowned, "It seems that I'm late."

"It's not too late, as long as we haven't left, it's not too late." Gu Yang laughed.

Xu Jing looked at Gu Yang, smiled and said, "That's right. Although I didn't hear your scene this time, there will always be a chance in the future."

"Well, let's go to dinner together now, and use the money we earned from singing today." Gu Yang said.Remember, the money they earned today was more than what was in the envelope. There was also a lot of change that was not worth much but accumulated a lot, which was enough for the three of them to eat.

Xu Jing was not polite either, and said, "It's worth the two yuan bus fare in exchange for a dinner."

After that, Xu Jing volunteered to help Gu Yang and the others move the audio equipment. On the way back to the car, Gu Yang formally introduced Song Heng and Xu Jing to each other.When Xu Jing learned that Song Heng was still a high school student, he told Song Heng with a serious face that he should study hard, knowledge can change his destiny, Song Heng smiled and agreed.But at the next moment, when Xu Jing learned from Gu Yang that Song Heng was the first in the whole grade, he was speechless, and the look in Song Heng's eyes couldn't help becoming weird...

Unexpectedly, he, who is a scumbag, will meet a kid who is a top student after leaving school for many years. He feels that the world is so wonderful...

And when Xu Jing saw Gu Yang's car, he was completely speechless, and his heart was even more complicated. It seems that he not only handed in a school bully, but also a local tyrant.This world is so incredible!

Speaking of which, Gu Yang, who is making money every day on the Internet, can be regarded as a local tyrant.

"Why do you go to the street to sell and sing?" Xu Jing asked after getting into the car.Before this, he shallowly thought that Gu Yang and Song Heng were selling songs on the street for money, but now it seems that he was completely wrong, it was outrageously wrong!

"In order to have a good meal on this day of the week." Song Heng replied.

Gu Yang smiled while driving the car, and Song Heng was right.

Xu Jing's mouth twitched.He is neither a top student nor a local tyrant, he can't understand their interest, can he say that this is completely full and nothing to do series in his opinion?

"Are you coming?" Song Heng asked suddenly: "If you come, let's form a band. How about the lead singer?"

Xu Jing shook his head, "No, I'm tone deaf, and I don't know how to play musical instruments. Don't worry about me, I will come here often to listen to you playing and singing."

Hearing this, Song Heng didn't make things difficult for others, so he nodded and said, "That's fine."

As soon as the subject changed, Song Heng and Xu Jing chatted about other things. Gradually, the two chatted more and more vigorously. After all, a friend of a friend is a friend...