A scumbag is not a scumbag

After rational and serious communication and explanation with each other, Victor's wife finally understood the whole story.

Jack, as Dracus' agent, has always been very dedicated, so he pulled Imelda over at this moment, and began to chatter about the dead; Victor chatted with Dracus for a while, and his youngest daughter Coco He twisted and struggled like a nail under his buttocks.Victor put her down, and the little girl went into the house to play with blocks.

"I didn't expect to be found again because of the composition... To be honest, I don't think it's a big deal." Victor said with a sigh, "Just wait a moment."

As he spoke, he strode into the bedroom. After a messy sound of searching quickly, Victor walked towards Dracus with slightly messy brown hair and a stack of thick papers in his hand.

"Look at this, my friend." He passed the paper in his hand to Dracus's chest, and the latter took it with both hands naturally. The drawn, slightly messy ink marks, and the dark music notes are attractive.

Dracus started flipping through the papers.

He stared at and read it word by word seriously, turning over one page, and then another. When his fingertips touched the yellowed pages, he was also stained with the slightly bitter sweet scent of ink stains.But Dracus didn't care, all his mind was attracted by the moon talisman on it, all the sounds and colors around him gradually faded, and he almost completely forgot that there was a long-lost friend.

With a little smile on the corner of Victor's mouth, he stretched out his slender fingers with well-knitted bones, and grabbed the guitar he once gave to Dracus and is now in good condition.His knees sank slightly, Victor held the guitar in his arms, adjusted his current posture, and put his fingers lightly on the strings.

Several beautiful notes leaked from his fingertips.

Gradually, the notes were connected into a string, turning into a river of music, flowing slowly past Dracus' ears.

Dracus' eyes still haven't left the score, but his lips are moving slightly.

The quarrel between Imelda and Jack, who were having an unpleasant atmosphere because of problems with the score, suddenly stopped. Then, they looked at each other, turned their heads, and turned their eyes to the two people in the living room.

Ke Ke grabbed a brightly colored building block, and quietly poked out a small black head from the door.

……

"This is, the wings I inserted..."

Dracus began to sing, to the music, to the involuntary movement of his arms.

His singing seemed to infuse life into the river. Fish jumped over the water, pebbles were polished smooth and mellow under the clear stream, the sun shone in the water, sparkling waves dazzled people's eyes, and the sound of gurgling water Clear and pleasant, cleansing people's hearts.

After a while, Dracus's singing stopped, and the sound of the piano also stopped. Dracus was awakened from his immersion by a burst of applause - of course, the applause was Jack with a smile on his face. Imelda looked at it with her arms crossed stared at him without saying a word.After a while, she said slowly, "I agree."

After finishing speaking, Imelda turned her head and walked into the bedroom, bent down to pick up Coco, and closed the door heavily by the way.

*System prompt: The degree of completion of 'World Famous' has been improved, currently: two stars*

Dracus blinked.

"Victor, thank Imelda for me. And, I wish you a happy life."

After staying at Victor's house for two days, Dracus and Coco established a deep relationship. When they left, the little girl cried hard.Dracus is also a bit reluctant, but he still has to continue to complete his music career.There are still 2 stars before the task is completed, and Dracus always feels that he has a long way to go.

Maybe after completing the task, he can settle down in this peaceful and peaceful world, live to old age, marry and have children... Dracus had some beautiful thoughts about the future in his mind, and he thought of his former family again.People are so forgetful, and their memory is so unreliable. In his impression, the face of the beautiful woman is already blurred, and even the image of the child seems to be covered in fog, leaving only the warm emotions in his heart.

How long has it been?

It's been so long that he has forgotten so many things...

Dracus looked out the window in a daze. It had been several hours since he left Victor's house and boarded the train. The fast-moving train blows into the carriage, and the dark brown coffee shaking in the teacup at hand has lost its heat, and the faint aroma of coffee lingers in the nose.

He picked up the teacup and drank the coffee.

The cold and sweet liquid in his mouth stimulated his brain, and Dracus put aside those unnecessary sentimentality and re-planned his future and what to do.

He will be a star, a superstar, a musician, a singer...

He will shine in this era!

— Ten years later.

The colorful neon lights, like the eternal sun at night, clearly illuminate the entire stage and the excited audience waving their hands under the stage.Dracus stood on the stage, stepping on a glass stage, with flowing azure liquid and swimming fish simulated by lights under his feet, a dozen beautiful backup dancers with enchanting figures were wearing glittering fishtail skirts with scales and high heels There is a crisp and pleasant sound on the ground.

Dracus' singing is conveyed to every corner with the help of microphones and speakers.

His voice is powerful and emotional, and he sings a piece of music composed by Victor.In the past ten years, Jack helped Dracus spread his fame to the whole country, and extended his German tentacles abroad by virtue of his dealings and connections. Going forward, and finally successfully completed the first mission not long ago - the four-star reputation is still difficult, but as long as you persist and work hard, in this place that is more beautiful and pure than reality, Dracus's road to success is not bumpy .

In fact, he almost won the praise of almost everyone in a way that is directly proportional to his fame and time.

The friendship between Victor and Dracus—and their tacit cooperation is the envy of almost all singers. Fame drives money growth, and Victor’s home has changed from a small house to a big villa. She is a cute girl with plump lips, bright eyes, and a healthy flush on her cheeks. She also likes to sing, but she doesn't sing very well. Her favorite song is "Remember Me" written by Victor. She sang it over and over again. Years are not bothersome, and every time Dracus is a guest at Victor's house, he will pester him to sing again.

Because he was too busy and couldn't help himself, Dracus was not as beautiful as he had imagined—he couldn't find a partner he wanted, let alone a large number of loyal and enthusiastic fans. Dracus always felt that Marrying like this regardless of his care will bring some negative emotions to those people who have bright eyes and love him and his singing voice... He can't bear it.

Singing on stage, Dracus smiled, and felt the lights dim overhead as he sang the last note.

——The stage props are broken?

Along with this thought, came the sudden darkness that enveloped him.

The audience exclaimed and screamed, but all the noisy sounds became blurred and distorted in Dracus's ears.He was dizzy and wanted to reach out, and the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell of blood - at this moment Dracus realized something, he was hit by something.And the system sounded in due time.

[System prompt: The degree of completion of 'World Famous' has been improved, and the current degree of completion is five stars]

... Well, did he die at the most glorious moment?That's why the public remembered themselves more deeply... Dracus was thinking wildly, the pain before death was not too severe, he was just a little sleepy.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The author has something to say:

The small world of this book is finally finished. After I finish the small world of Lolita, I will concentrate on writing martial arts. Damn, I will finish the first one before I talk about it. There are too many pitfalls to read...