Chapter 2: Systematic Routines
"Cut, I'm not going to charge it anymore. β
Ye Han didn't care about Xiao Q's warm tips, after all, poverty limited his desire to charge money.
At this time, what Ye Han cared about more was the first charge gift package given by the system.
Ye Han controlled his divine sense and opened the gift package.
[Got a Blue Planet song: "Southern Girl".] Placed in the system backpackγ
"'Southern Girl'?"
In Ye Han's impression, he had never heard such a song.
Ye Han opened the system backpack and clicked on the song "Southern Girl", and the song automatically played in the back of his head.
More than five minutes later, Ye Han's nose was slightly sour.
"Good song, really a good song!"
Ye Han is sure that he has not heard this song himself.
In order to verify that this song is indeed from the distant blue planet, Ye Han went to the Internet to search for the title of this song.
There is no song with that name.
Thinking that the song might tamper with the name, Ye Han further searched for the lyrics in it.
Still no similar search results.
"It's really a song from another world!"
Ye Han was a little excited.
Isn't there a show for tomorrow?
Holding the guitar and singing such an "original song", the skills are amazing!
But soon, Ye Han regained his composure.
Can you sing, can you play the guitar?
With his incomplete voice, he can't even hum the tune of this song.
Looking at the only twenty-three yuan and four cents left in his account, Ye Han temporarily gave up the idea of buying skills.
"I can only ask my mother for money tomorrow. β
At half past six the next morning, Yu Man called Ye Han up.
"Mom, it's not Sunday, why are you waking up so early?"
Ye Han, who is in his third year of high school, rarely gets a lazy sleep one day a week, so he naturally wants to stay in bed for a while.
"You're going to play tonight! get up early, let's get ready. β
Ye Han was in a half-asleep state, and was dragged by his mother to complete the procedure of brushing his teeth and washing his face.
After sitting at the dinner table, Ye Han finally sobered up.
"Mom, you said that I am in my third year of high school, what are you still asking me to participate in these messy activities, how much does it affect my studies. β
Ye Han was still unhappy that he was "participated" in the draft, and complained while drinking porridge.
"Hanhan, you said that if you really have good grades, tell me yourself, what is the best score in your class?"
"Third place!" Ye Han said confidently.
"You're embarrassed to say the third-to-last!"
"Not with the two of you. β
Yu Man's face flushed.
The son did follow their appearance, but the bad things didn't fall either.
Playful, doesn't like to learn, and likes to spend money indiscriminately.
"I don't expect you to go to college anyway. In this competition, I also heard the news, as long as the appearance is enough, the organizer will consider helping us with packaging. You can sing with confidence tonight, and the program team will have a tuner to help you fix your voice. β
Where is Ye Han willing to believe Yu Man's words. With his broken voice, even if he is a million-level tuner, I am afraid he will not be able to do anything.
After eating three bowls of porridge, Ye Han was pulled over by Yu Man and started "music training".
Yu Man: "Oh oh roar ~ Raula hey~"
Ye Han: "Oh oh ~ hey, hey, hey"
β¦β¦
Ye Han's incomplete pentatonic sound was largely inherited from his mother. A morning of special training did not have any effect.
During this period, Ye Han also helped Yu Man pick up three couriers.
"Okay, let's get here first, I'll cook, and you can practice yourself for a while. β
Ye Han was finally saved, and he hid aside and swiped his phone.
"Ah~ Son, I got up very early today. β
Ye Han's father, Ye Feng, walked out of the bedroom while stretching his waist.
"Dad, I slept soundly. β
"It's okay, but it seems that there are two strange animals calling around outside all the time, which affects my sleep quality a bit. β
"Just now my mother taught me how to practice singing. β
"Ah, that's right. By the way, Hanhan, you're going to compete tonight, right? I don't expect songs, dress handsomely, don't embarrass my father. β
"Dad, why don't you sign up for it too?"
"I'm not going to participate in this kind of competition, or your mother will be angry. β
Although Ye Feng is over forty years old, his appearance is still the same as it was back then, and he has more of the charm of a mature man.
After the meal was ready, Yu Man brought the meal to the table.
"Do you still know it? I didn't bring you a share!" Yu Man saw that Ye Feng had just gotten up, and his expression was a little displeased.
The child is going to participate in such a big competition at night, and the father doesn't care at all.
"Am I not afraid of affecting your rehearsals...... Don't, don't remove my dishes and chopsticks, I'll eat a spoonful......"
After sitting down at the dinner table, Yu Man took out his mobile phone and watched the live broadcast of an Internet celebrity anchor.
"This lipstick is good...... It's beautiful......"
While watching, Yu Man did not forget to add the corresponding products to his shopping cart.
"Hanhan, how many couriers did your mother come this morning?"
"Three. β
Yu Man heard the conversation between the father and son, and knew that Ye Feng was sarcastic about himself.
"I don't know which stock god, buying that stock can guarantee which stock will fall. β
"As long as it's not sold, it's not a fall!"
"If you go on like this, you're not afraid of being suspected of shorting the stock market by the police?"
"That's better than chopping your hands every day. β
Ye Han is used to the daily verbal battles between his parents. At this moment, he is thinking about how to interpret the song "Southern Girl".
My parents are both graphic models, so it stands to reason that it shouldn't be difficult to take out tens of thousands of dollars and let myself go to the mall to buy a few skills.
After thinking about it, Ye Han plucked up his courage.
"Dad, Mom, can you sponsor me for some money for my evening game, and I will buy some necessary equipment?"
"How much?" Yu Man asked.
Ye Han made a "two" gesture.
One singing skill, one guitar skill, should be enough.
Then ask the organizer to borrow a guitar, and you're done.
"200 yuan, okay, mom will transfer it to you later." β
"Not enough. β
"Two thousand, okay, for your sake, I'll promise you one time. β
"Twenty thousand?"
Yu Man's brows furrowed.
"Your mother's money fell from the sky?"
Ye Han turned to look at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked into the distance and said, "Dad's money is in the stock market, so I can only give you spiritual support......"
Ye Han grinded softly and hard, and finally asked for five thousand yuan on Yu Man.
"That's all there is to it, borrow a little bit of the rest. Ye Han thought.
After eating five bowls of rice, Ye Han returned to the bedroom.
At this time, the voice of electronic synthesis in Ye Han's mind sounded again.
γToday's Mall Recommended Products Have Been Updatedγ
"Isn't it going to be something weird again?"
[Introductory Musician Pack: Includes singing skills (entry), guitar skills (entry), arranging skills (entry), and a Kama F1 folk guitar. Let you become an entry-level musician, today's special price is only 9999Q coins!]
Seeing this first piece of recommended information, Ye Han was overjoyed.
According to the original price of the system, this gift package will cost more than 30,000 yuan.
Start today, it's really profitable!
But after thinking about it, Ye Han felt that something was wrong.
"This system, the hell it's tricking me!"