The next day.

"I said..."

Zheng Xiu looked at the bed next door with a scared look. When she got together, she seemed to suffer from premature Alzheimer's disease. Lin Issei, who was smirking and dancing, said worriedly: "Issei... have you dreamed of something happy?"

"Cough... it's okay."

Lin Yicheng restrained the smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise, "I thought of something happy."

The scene before him really makes people fall into ecstasy.

I believe most people will be excited about the day when the salary is paid every month. If the salary exceeds your imagination, it will really make people feel happy.

Lin Yicheng is in this situation now.

He opened the system panel together, and then received the system's "popularity value is in the account". When the dazzling six-digit number broke into his eyes, he almost jumped out of the bed.

"Role: Lin Yicheng

Age: 17

Skills: Composition (primary), lyricist (primary), instrument proficiency (intermediate), painting (intermediate)

Popularity: 739263”

“The efforts last month were not in vain.”

Lin Yicheng looked refreshed.

This popularity value of more than 700,000 is enough for him to exchange for more than 70 works, and he can buy more than 70 books of skill books...

Eh?

Lin Yicheng blinked.

This doesn't seem to be very popular?

The system's skill books are like the enhanced equipment of those krypton gold web games. They consume dozens or hundreds of books. If they don't cooperate well with luck, they may not even be able to upgrade a skill to the primary level.

"Sister Qingjiang is so popular. She released a song I wrote, and it became very popular. Why is it so popular? Besides, there is also "The Life of Matsuko Despised", which shouldn't be."

Lin Yicheng frowned, 'System, can you explain how the popularity value is calculated?'

A line of handwriting slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

"The system will calculate all people who sincerely recognize the host's works and convert them into popularity."

“Acknowledge from the heart?”

Lin Yicheng thought about it for a while.

As we all know, unless a composer is really a genius who has written countless famous works, he will receive far less attention than a singer, so...

Su Qingjiang's fans should have just glanced at his "Hello Tomorrow", and couldn't even remember the name. They were all focused on the singer. I guess only musicians like Zheng Xiu would pay attention to the author of the song.

"Most of my popularity should be contributed by readers of "The Life of Matsuko Despised", and a small part is the gains of the song "Hello Tomorrow", so it's understandable."

Lin Yicheng muttered, "The popularity value is now available. Just practice singing to the primary level and then study skill books. If you are lucky, you will be able to complete the task. If you are singing... Well, the song you decided at the beginning is very suitable. Now you can exchange it first."

In fact, he is not panicked about whether the singing function can reach the primary level within the past two days. Although this kind of thing cannot be understood as the level in fantasy novels, he really feels that he can "break through" soon.

"Issei, you should be ready, right?"

Seeing that Lin Issein returned to normal, Zheng Xiu said casually, "The day after tomorrow, it will be the welcome party. Don't make mistakes and turn them into negative teaching materials for the teacher."

"It's okay."

Lin Yicheng shrugged and smiled, "I'm a little sure."

"Yeah?"

Zheng Xiu curled her lips, "I remember the school does not provide performance costumes, right? Don't forget to prepare in advance, it's best to solve the problem today."

"I see."

Lin Yicheng nodded and said, "I'll wash up and go out to solve this problem."

According to the artistic conception of the song he redeemed, the most suitable performance costume should be a black suit, and more accurately, the work clothes of ordinary office workers.

“Eh?”

Lin Yicheng suddenly felt his pants tremble, and subconsciously lowered his hand and took out his cell phone.

"I... this guy didn't install a wiretap machine on me, right?"

Lin Yicheng looked at the phone screen in shock. A chat window was displayed on it. A friend named "Big Fish" sent a message.

‘Acheng, you should almost prepare for the performance costume you need to use on stage, right? I'll accompany you.’

"I just said I was going to prepare the clothes I needed to go on stage, and this guy sent me a message. How could that happen?

Lin Yicheng was a little amused and crying.

He felt that Yu Xin's personality might really do something like eavesdropping.

“Um…”

Lin Yicheng thought for a while and replied: 'I'm going to rent it now. If you have time, let's work together. I'll practice singing at noon.'

Yu Xin almost replied in an instant, 'I'll go to your school now.'

Early in the morning: ‘I’m just going to wash up now, don’t worry, see you at the school gate in ten minutes.’

"who?"

When Zheng Xiu saw Lin Issei put down his cell phone, she asked casually - he kept observing his expression.

"Xiao Yuer said she wanted to rent clothes she wanted to wear on the stage with me."

Lin Yicheng's disregard for the Tao.

"oh."

Zheng Xiu nodded, "It's better for her to accompany you. You wear school uniforms every day. I guess you don't have much to do with your clothes. Don't make fun. Tsk, if you really dress up in an abstract dress, it's as simple as being treated as a negative textbook. Maybe it will become funny materials on the Internet."

“Eh?”

Lin Yicheng was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"Don't you know Issei?"

Zheng Xiu explained, "Every large-scale event in our school will be broadcast live on a website called P site. Of course, there are not many viewers."

"I see."

Lin Yicheng suddenly realized and recalled: "I remembered that it seemed that it was because of the live broadcast on the Internet that did not get attention last year. The school specially invited celebrities with high popularity to come over, although it was useless."

Shenzhen Music is a prestigious school in Shenzhen and even in Guangdong Province, but after all, it is just a secondary art school, and the strength of students is incomparable to those universities. Therefore, no matter how grand the welcome party is, it is impossible to get a flower, and it is normal that no one can watch the live broadcast.

In contrast, the top university in the second district, Kyoto University of the Arts, their welcome party is entirely about making programs, and major TV stations are competing to get exclusive live broadcast rights.

"This year the school also hired a star."

Zheng Xiu said thoughtfully, "I heard that she seems to be a popular singer. I don't know who it will be. According to the news from the Student Union, the singer was not going to agree, but suddenly accepted the invitation yesterday."

"It doesn't matter like this."
Chapter completed!