"Hoo ......"

Back in the house, Li Zi'an threw himself on the bed, looking at the pitch-white ceiling, his eyes were a little empty.

When he wakes up and travels to another world, even a person with a big heart may have to slow down for a while before he can accept this fact, let alone a young man like Li Zi'an, who is not deeply involved in the world.

But now the situation is pressing, forcing Li Zi'an to forcibly adapt to the environment, because he doesn't want to come in a daze and die in a daze.

He wants to live!

Under the threat of death, anyone will burst into a great desire to survive!

Li Zi'an was no exception, his originally empty eyes gradually became firm, and he began to seriously analyze the other current situations.

Now there are two problems in front of him, the first problem is the recording of the first episode of "National Style Boy" in front of him, and the second problem is how to get the money that can keep him alive within five days.

In fact, the second question is the most important in comparison, because if you can't get the money that can keep him alive, then everything will be in vain.

Li Zi'an's body and family situation in this world are very complicated, and even some of them are bloody enough to shoot TV series.

If Li Zi'an can't get money within five days, then he can only turn to his mother or aunt at home for help, and with his family's economic conditions, if he wants to get a large amount of money to continue his life, he may have no other way than to sell his house.

What's more, Li Zi'an wants money, and he has to explain such a mysterious thing as the krypton gold system, which is too difficult.

Lying on the bed, Li Zi'an's head was full of thoughts, and about ten minutes later, he suddenly sat up from the bed.

"You can't become a fat man by eating in one bite, things come one by one, do your best to obey the fate of God!"

Li Zi'an's eyes gradually became firmer, turned around and opened the laptop he was carrying, looking at the screen of the computer starting, he thought about what Aunt Huaning said to him when he came back.

Of all the contestants participating in the show, he is the only one who does not have a brokerage company, which means that his existence may be the cannon fodder prepared by the program team, which is used by the program team to attract gimmicks.

After all, he used to be the head of the X4 Youth League before his debut, and he returned to the stage after five years.

Since he is designated as cannon fodder, if he wants to reverse the positioning of the program team on him, he must take the lead in the first episode of the program, and he must be amazing enough to be successfully promoted.

"It has to be amazing enough, it has to be a national style, and I can only sing now, so ......"

With these conditions listed in his mind, Li Zi'an gradually had an idea in his heart.

"It's you, I'll come up and throw out four twos, I don't believe that the rest of you are pinching the king in their hands?!"

When Li Zi'an was talking to himself, the computer turned on smoothly, looking at the dense documents on the computer desktop, he knew that these were the results of the efforts of the previous owner of this body.

Pity......

It's hard to see!

Li Zi'an received all the memories of this body, and he knew that the protagonist of the original body had an extraordinary talent for learning music and dance, but in terms of creation, the talent was very ordinary.

It was an unfair game......

Li Zi'an sighed, he silently emptied all these folders, then re-established a document, and then opened the arranging software.

And then ......

No more then!

Because Li Zi'an suddenly found that he thought well of everything, but he only forgot one thing, that is, he didn't know how to make music!

He remembers every song clearly, and he can sing it out at any time, but if he wants to arrange it, it will be a little difficult for him.

The knowledge is beyond the program!

It's a bit of a brainskew!

Just when Li Zi'an was a little desperate, he remembered that his kryptonite system seemed to have the function of a skill tree, huh?

Li Zi'an hurriedly called up the system page, and then clicked on the function of the skill tree.

Seeing the next side, Li Zi'an's line of sight was occupied by a large tree composed of green light intertwined with light and dark.

At the same time as Li Zi'an opened the skill tree, the relevant introduction to the skill tree appeared in his heart.

The skill tree is made up of countless entertainment-related skills, each of which is divided into six levels: apprentice, worker, craftsman, master, home, and saint.

The cost of lighting up the apprentice-level skill is 5,000 yuan, while the cost of the work-level skill is 50,000 yuan, and the price of each level is increased tenfold, and the cost of the final saint level is 500 million.

Li Zi'an looked at the series of zeros, and only felt a little sore.

On the skill tree, he saw that his dancing and guitar were all at the level of work, only his singing skills belonged to the craftsman level, and in addition, there were a few skills at the apprentice level.

The cost of lighting up the skill can be deducted from the accumulation of money consumed every day, and if it is not enough, it can be deducted from the disposable balance, that is, the bank card.

Today's Li Zi'an's consumption is 1w, and the balance on the skill tree is 1w, which makes Li Zi'an feel a little relieved, and the money deducted every day is still somewhat useful.

Without much delay, Li Zi'an found the arranging skill and directly chose to light up the apprentice-level skill.

In the next second, Li Zi'an felt that his mind began to swell, as if something was faintly shoehorned into his head.

It hurts a little.

It's a little swollen.

Finally, I was a little dizzy.

The feeling of dizziness intensified, and Li Zi'an hurriedly lay on the bed, trying his best to digest the knowledge that suddenly appeared in his mind.

After about ten minutes, this dizziness gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a clear brain, and the knowledge of arranging was well understood, of course, only the most basic arranging knowledge.

Li Zi'an didn't have time to delay, hurried to the computer, and began the formal arrangement.

Time ticks by, for Li Zi'an, who only has apprentice-level arranging skills, it is really difficult to complete the restoration of the tune in his head, so he can only slowly explore, and then keep comparing it with the melody in his memory, and then keep correcting and changing.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed, and when Li Zi'an successfully finished writing all the scores, the time was already three o'clock in the morning.

"Hoo ......"

Li Zi'an moved his shoulders and neck, and then sent the score to the executive director's mailbox.

Bring up the system page, and sure enough, the page has changed.

[Personal Information:]

[Host: Li Zi'an]

[Disposable amount: 3w Chinese dollars]

[Consumption amount: 2w Chinese dollars]

"No matter, sleep!"

Li Zi'an fell directly on the bed, and almost in the next second, he fell asleep.

Under the pressure of life and death, after seven hours of continuous work, he was too tired.

……

Following.

Li Zi'an slept very sweetly last night, he dreamed that he was back on earth, back to his happy fat house chair, back to the big family of single dogs in front of the screen, but he woke up and found that he was still in this world, although he was still a single dog.

"Hey......"

Sighing, Li Zi'an glanced at the time, but it was seven o'clock in the morning, that is, he only slept for four hours.

"While there is still some time before the afternoon rehearsal, let's see what can be done to save my life!"

Although Li Zi'an still feels very tired, he doesn't have much time to sleep, for him at this stage, sleeping is too luxurious!

Turning on the computer, Li Zi'an quickly immersed himself in the sea of information.

I don't know how long it took, Li Zi'an moved his somewhat sore neck, looking at the page in front of the computer screen, his gaze gradually became firm.

Huaxing Publishing House's novel essay contest is the lifesaver chosen by Li Zi'an, the theme of the essay is to resist school violence, and the prize money for the essay contest is 200,000 Chinese yuan.

Huaxing Publishing House, one of the four major publishing houses in China, has a history of 100 years, and its reputation is still guaranteed, and it is impossible to smash the signboard just because of only 200,000.

It's just that there are only less than three days left before the end of the essay competition, and the essay selection will end before 2 pm the day after tomorrow, which means that there are less than 60 hours left for Li Zi'an.

If you want to create a good novel in 60 hours, it's a fantasy, but if it's plagiarism......

Phew!

How can it be called plagiarism in the affairs of cultural people!

In fact, when Li Zi'an saw the theme of this essay contest, he already had a plan in his heart.

"Hoo ......"

Li Zi'an exhaled deeply, moved the right mouse button, and re-established a document, the name of which was "Sadness Flows Into a River"