Zheng Yun was also curious about flying at the speed of light and asked how he could do it.

Computer: "Based on the existing resources and technology of the earth, the system energy is insufficient to support data analysis. ”

Zheng Yun was disappointed, thought about it for a long time, thought of his battery car, and asked if he could make a super battery, which is about the same size as a mobile phone, and it is no problem to use it for decades, it can be fully charged in one minute, and more importantly, you can't spend too much electricity money, one dollar is the best.

He thought that if he could invent this kind of battery, he would definitely make a fortune.

Computer: "Yes, based on the ...... of the earth's existing resources"

Zheng Yun asked again and again whether he could create a cosmetic product that could make the skin of an eighty-year-old person as tender as a baby, and whether he could use water as fuel directly, but the computer said yes, but finally said that the energy was insufficient and did not support the analysis.

All the inventions that Zheng Yun could think of were strangled in the cradle by the computer, and finally got angry, saying that the computer would directly change his bank card balance to one billion.

The computer said that the move violated the rules of the world and refused to carry it out.

"Smart enough!" Zheng Yun scolded in his heart.

He asked how to replenish energy, and the system still said that the analysis was not supported, but in the end, the alternative was to inject RH negative blood, which could maintain the general problem analysis.

Zheng Yun has also heard of this blood type in film and television dramas, it is very rare, and it is not easy to find it in a short time, even if it is found, a large reward is still needed.

But what he lacked most at the moment was money, and he thought about it for a long time and asked, "Can you make a brain-burning divine comedy?"

Computer: "Yes, the energy supports the creation of three songs, please choose the number carefully, once the energy is completely exhausted, the system cannot be restored!"

The computer spoke in a tone this time, which showed the seriousness of the problem.

Zheng Yun was worried, his spirit was lifted, he just thought of the third-rate singer Lin Xuan, thinking that a divine comedy was enough to make a singer popular, and now Lin Xuan urgently needed an opportunity, if she sold this song to her, she would definitely be tempted, and she would definitely be able to sell it for a big price.

He thought about it for a moment and said he wanted two.

The computer image flashed, and a line of words appeared: "Based on the analysis of the wide preferences of human beings on the earth, ......"

After a second, the brief scores and lyrics of the two songs appeared.

"Can you save it in my phone?" asked Zheng Yun as he took out his phone.

Computer: "Transfer complete." ”

Zheng Yun opened his phone, and sure enough, he saw a new folder, in which two songs were stored.

I don't know how to read music, I don't know if the song is really brain-burning, I know that my cousin knows a little bit about music theory, so I decided to go back and let her sing and watch.

He suddenly thought that it was not easy to meet Lin Xuan, so he asked the computer for advice, but the computer refused to answer too superficial questions, and then, a line of words appeared: "Countdown to energy exhaustion: 10, 9, 8......"

Zheng Yundeng was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly asked how to close it, and learned that he needed to touch the center point of the disc, so he immediately closed it and put it in his bag.

He lit a cigarette, held it obliquely with the corner of his mouth, and returned to his previous domineering state, leaning on the trunk of a tree, looking at the sky, his face full of smiles.

I threw away the cigarette after only half of it, trampled it out, and said very seriously, "Brother's pretending season is here!", and then ran briskly to the house.

"Son, come here, Mom will discuss something with you. ”

Zhao Hong was sitting on the sofa at this time, holding a pen, writing and calculating.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Yun sat down next to his mother.

"Mom, forget it, your uncle's surgery fee, postoperative medicine fee, nutrition, seventy-seven, eighty-eight is still fifty or sixty thousand, besides, we borrowed so much money, we can't delay it for too long, it's not good, if you can give it early, give it to others as soon as possible."

Mom wants to discuss with you to sell our house and move to your aunt's house, Mom will live with your aunt temporarily, and if your sister goes to college, you will live in her house. ”

"Mom, I'll have money soon, don't rush to sell the house just yet. ”

"Got the money, where did the money come from?"

"Don't worry, don't forget it, I'll go to my aunt's house now, and I'll talk to you in detail later. ”

He ran out of the house before he could finish his sentence.

The two families lived next to each other, and he went into the courtyard and pulled the door into the house.

"The clouds are here, have you eaten? Auntie just made the roasted eggplant, bring it to you. ”

"Auntie, you're at home. ”

"Oh, I...... I'll bring your uncle some food in a moment, and I'll keep some for you to eat. ”

Zheng Yun saw that there were tears on his aunt's face, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, it's my uncle who is seriously ill?"

At this time, Zheng Yun's cousin Zhou Jingyi came out of the room and said sadly: "Brother, my mother is ...... She was fired. ”

As she spoke, she sat down next to Zheng Yun.

Zheng Yun understood as soon as he heard it, if it was usual, he would definitely feel very guilty, but at this time, he smiled indifferently: "Auntie, if the job is gone, it will be gone, and I will have money immediately." ”

"Where is the money, aren't you also ......?"

Zheng Yun hurriedly said, "I'm ...... I wrote two songs, which will definitely sell for a lot of money, isn't it nice for Jingyi to sing, I asked her to help me sing two 'samples', and I will go out and sell them after a while. ”

"Sample" is a more technical term for the song, and Zheng Yun still heard this word from his cousin.

"You...... Writing songs, when are you going to do this?"

"I usually put in a lot of effort, you don't know, aunt, don't worry about it. Jingyi help me take a look!"

"Hey!" Zhou Jing happily agreed, took the phone, and hummed according to the simple score first.

"It's so good!" Zhou Jingyi looked at her cousin with surprise in her eyes, and said in surprise: "This lyrics, this melody, oh my God, brother, you are so powerful!"

Zhao Hua was also interested when he heard this, so he sat down beside his daughter and urged: "You sing it well, let your mother listen to it!"

Zhou Jingyi hummed it a few more times, and only after the lyrics of the tune were familiar with it did she sing it completely.

As soon as Zheng Yun saw his cousin's expression, he knew that this song must be extremely popular, and his heart became more and more excited, urging his cousin to practice a few more times and sing a sample.

Lin Xuan, no matter how many singers she is, will definitely not easily see people, first of all, the doorman is an insurmountable gap.

Zheng Yun thought about it, asked for all the cash in his aunt's hand, and went home with his mother to bring the money from the family.

Zhao Hua and Zhao Hong both knew that Zheng Yun would not come nonsense, so they happily gave him the money, a total of more than 2,700.

Zheng Yun couldn't wait to take the bus, called a taxi, and went straight to the Bihai Cloud Community.

Now that his family has been hollowed out by himself, Zheng Yun thinks that if he doesn't succeed this time, he will become a benevolent, and he must see Lin Xuan today