An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　 [Host: Hao Yun]

　　【Programming: 1】

　　【Music: 2】

　　 At 11 o'clock in the evening, the light in the bedroom has been turned off, and Hao Yun, lying on the bed, was staring at the property panel in a daze.

　　 All attribute points add up to only 3, and I still feel very weak...

　　 What's more, unlike programming, he doesn't know anything about music, and he doesn't know how long he wants to wait for this attribute to work.

　　 Thinking of this, Hao Yun sighed in his heart.

　　 If I had a little luck at the time, it would be nice to randomly assign skill points to programming.

　　 At least for the game, he is still very interested in having tasted a little bit of sweetness.

　　 What's more, in his vague memory, his previous life's work was game planning, and development of games is a habit.

　　 "I don't want to do so much..."

　　 At present, the system task should be triggered in two ways, either waiting for an opportunity, or creating an opportunity and taking the initiative to attack.

　　 And the key to everything is how to arouse the roommates' hopes-oh no, ambition!

　　 If they lie on the bed like a salted fish all day, and live like ordinary university monks, how can they become winners in life? How to buy a car, buy a house and buy a submarine?

　　 Thinking of this, Hao Yun felt that he could not wait any longer, cleared his throat and was about to speak.

　　 But at this moment, Zhu Kening, who talks the most on weekdays, spoke first.

　　 "Speaking of Brother Yun."

"Ok?"

　　 "Your father, why did you give you this name in the first place."

Hao Yun was stunned and said, "This... is nothing special, right? It's a peaceful and ambitious... My father wanted me to take the public exam before, but I didn't have much interest, and 80% of it had to live up to his expectations. ."

　　 Zheng Xueqian: "I thought it was good luck with homophony."

　　 Liang Ziyuan nodded, rarely interrupting.

　　 "I thought it was this too."

　　 Hao Yun smiled and said, "Good luck? I guess it has this meaning...but I don’t think good luck has passed in the past 18 years."

　　 Otherwise, this potential value cannot be explained.

　　 even the system that I don't know where it came from is spitting out his luck.

　　 Zheng Xueqian looked at Zhu Kening.

　　 "Speaking of you? Is there any allusion to your name?"

　　 "That must be," Zhu Kening said with a smile, "My hometown is in Ning County, and my father named me Kening in order to improve the Feng Shui in our county."

　　 Zheng Xueqian was taken aback.

　　 "Huh? The word "ke" is used to improve feng shui. Do you want to overcome feng shui or improve feng shui......"

　　 "You know what a fart," Zhu Kening gave him a slanted look, "This gram, it is the poverty of Ning County."

　　 Liang Ziyuan said speechlessly: "...Is it still understandable like this?"

　　 Zheng Xueqian whispered: "I've only heard that there is something missing in my life, so I will give it a name. This is the first time I heard of Feng Shui in the town and hometown with the name. You dad, you have enough control."

　　 What arrangements are lacking in life, it's okay.

　　 But it seems to be the same. It is said that when someone is born, the fortune teller will add gold or Xin to the name if the five elements are short of gold. If it is lack of wood, then add a sen.

　　 That thought...

　　Isn’t you out of luck?

　　淦!

　　 Maybe it was because the speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Hao Yun suddenly thought of a beriberi medicine called Dakening and blurted it out subconsciously.

　　 "Maybe it may not be Feng Shui."

　　 Zhu Kening was taken aback.

"What?"

　　 "It may also be a cure..."

　　 Zheng Xueqian and Liang Ziyuan didn't react at first, but soon they understood Hao Yun's meaning in seconds, and one of them couldn't help but laughed out loud.

　　Especially Zheng Xueqian is the most dishonest boy, and his laughter is over. He also likes to laugh while hammering the quilt, which does not cover up at all.

　　 Zhu Kening frowned: "Are you sick?"

Hao Yun, who was holding back his laughter, coughed dryly and quickly changed the topic: "Let's not say the name, it's too boring, let's talk about life and ideals... Start with the head of the dormitory. Come on, Brother Kening, What is your aspiration?"

　　 dream?

　　 To this question, Zhu Kening gave an answer almost without hesitation.

　　 "Be an official!"

　　 There are no accidents.

　　On the first day when he came to the dormitory, Hao Yun saw this guy's official addiction.

　　 "The problem in Ningxian County is not feng shui, but poverty! If I were the county magistrate, the first thing I would do after taking office was to take the villagers out of poverty, make a fortune and become rich!"

　　 Wonderful!

　　 Didn't expect this guy to have this ambition in his stomach?

　　 does not seem to be a complete idiot.

　　 Hearing these words, Hao Yun's impression of him changed a little.

　　 However, this change in impression did not last for half a minute, and was soon replaced by another negative emotion.

This guy……

　　 The chatbox is endless as soon as you open it!

Starting from the great ideal of revitalizing his hometown, Comrade Zhu Kening talked about the agriculture in his hometown, and then talked about the rice field in front of his house, and then the topic didn’t know how to fly to the language teacher of the neighbor’s child next door to his second-in-law’s house. On the body, I complained that hometown education is very problematic.

　　 The three people in the dormitory listened attentively at first, but later they became sleepy as they listened.

　　 Liang Ziyuan gave a tut and put on his headphones.

　　 Zheng Xueqian was fighting with his eyelids and almost didn't fall asleep.

　　 Hao Yun hadn't completely given up on him, his eyes were still staring straight.

　　 But soon, even he was disappointed.

　　 No new missions pop up, and the potential value is still a question mark, there is no change at all.

　　 It seems that mere YY can't change anything, and the system doesn't think that this guy can remember the bragging about tonight after getting up.

　　 aside the squad leader, Hao Yun looked at the sleepy Zheng Xueqian and threw the same question to him.

　　 "What about you? Do you have any dreams?"

　　 "Dream? Oh, dream..." The sleepy Zheng Xueqian yawned and said, "I don't have that many thoughts, and I'll be done by studying hard."

　　 Hao Yun said in a persuasive tone: "Then do you like programming?"

　　 Zheng Xueqian was taken aback, and then said with a smile.

　　 "What do you like or dislike about this...I have reported this major in newspapers, it is not something I have to learn. Ah, of course, I have no preview at all, I just flipped through it casually."

　　 Hao Yun: "……"

　　 The potential value has not changed at all.

　　 No task panel pops up either.

　　 It seems that today is also not the turning point of this guy's fate.

　　 Except for myself, the last person in the bedroom did not join this topic.

　　 Looking at Ziyuan putting on his headphones to sleep, Hao Yun knocked on the railing beside the bed and asked.

　　 "Where is Brother Ziyuan? Do you have any dreams?"

　　 "Me?" Liang Ziyuan was taken aback for a moment, frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "I will release an album of my own..."

　　 Hao Yun immediately became energetic when he heard it.

　　 "I know what you mean, but I never thought of a bigger ideal, such as becoming the king of singing —"

　　 "That's too far," Liang Ziyuan paused, "and it doesn't matter what the king of the music world is. I just simply like music, and I don't mind if others like it or not."

　　 Zheng Xueqian whispered: "We mind."

　　 Liang Ziyuan: "……"

　　 There is still no pop-up window for task reminders, it seems that today is out of play.

　　 Hao Yun sighed and was about to sleep when he suddenly heard Jian Liang Ziyuan throw the topic to himself.

　　 "How about you?"

　　 Seeing that Zheng Xueqian didn't respond, Hao Yun was slightly taken aback, and pointed to himself.

　　 "...Are you asking me?"

　　 Liang Ziyuan nodded.

　　 "I'm curious, what is your dream."

　　 At this moment, not only Liang Ziyuan, but even Tao Tao didn't think Zhu Kening, and Zheng Xueqian was about to go to bed, all reacted, and both of them pricked their ears.

　　 Don't understand why the sons are interested in their own affairs, Hao Yun thought for a while, lying down and said.

　　 "Probably... a game?"

　　 Zheng Xueqian: "Playing games? I didn't see you playing."

　　 Hao Yun: "Maybe it's a game designer."

　　 Liang Ziyuan: "Why the interrogative tone?"

　　 "Because I don't know either," Hao Yun sighed helplessly, "Maybe I'm the kind of person who doesn't dream... Anyway, if I can make a small fortune, maybe I will be satisfied."

　　 Hearing this, Zhu Kening said old-fashioned.

　　 "Let me tell you that people with this kind of personality are generally not to be underestimated."

　　 "It is enough to make a small fortune, then what kind of small fortune is a small fortune? If you don't ask for anything, then you ask for everything. If you don't have anything you want, you want to get everything."

　　 Zheng Xueqian laughed.

　　 "Yes, Lao Zhu is starting to be serious nonsense again."

　　 Liang Ziyuan did not speak, but silently increased the volume of the headset.

　　 Seeing that no one believed him, Zhu Kening sighed.

"Hey, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, you guys don’t believe me, but I’m telling the truth. It’s fine, you will understand these principles of dealing with people one day, and I will not be the head of the dormitory. Talk more."

　　 If there is nothing to ask for, then ask for everything...

　　 Feeling uncomfortable with other people talking to himself in the voice of the people who came by, Hao Yun shrugged helplessly.

"Perhaps."

　　 turned over to face the wall and yawned, he was about to go to sleep.

　　 But at this time, he suddenly thought that he still had a memory fragment that was useless.

　　 With a slight movement in his heart, Hao Yun opened the system panel, found the transparent crystal the size of a rice grain lying in his inventory, and gently pinched it on his fingertips.

"……What could it be?"

　　 With a hint of curiosity, his fingertips pressed slightly.

　　 I saw the memory fragment the size of a grain of rice instantly turned into a light spot in the sky and merged into his Tian Ling Gai.

　　 A familiar warm current spreads down his spine, enveloping his brain.

　　 [Unlocking memory·Song: "Fireworks are easy to cold"]

　　 The melody that resembles a déjà vu, engulfed in memories like a torrent, merged into his consciousness.

　　 It feels like a broken jigsaw puzzle that has been put together again.

　　 Hao Yun can remember who sang this song, and vaguely remember how amazing it was when he first heard it, but he couldn't remember more details.

　　 "...is it music this time?"

　　 raised his index finger and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows, Hao Yun tried to digest the sense of violation that came along with the memories of his previous life.

　　 Although he is not good at singing, this gift from the system reminds him.

　　 He already has ideas in his mind about how to trigger the next task.