"He said a lot! He said sorry to make you drunk! And said thank you for helping him a lot!" Ding He's father recalled for a moment and said to Ding He.

"Did you help a lot?" Ding He listened to his father's words and became even more flustered.

This is the career plan, the direction of life, what did I do and what sins I did when I was drunk. Ding He panicked, his heart was very panicked, and when he was drunk, what did he say.

Ding He's father recalled it vigorously, and said to Ding He: "Yes, what Xiao Mo said! As for what is busy, he said that work, Yu Ji or something, I don't know much either!"

"Yu Ji?" Ding He suddenly had an impression in his mind.

Reminded by his father, Ding He recalled that when he was drunk, he seemed to have said this word, as if there was a bully. What kind of career plan did I give Mo Tian? Yu Ji, Overlord? Is this going to sing?

"Anyway, we talked a lot!" Ding He's father was very strange, looking at Ding He and asking, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Why do you still care about what we talked about?"

"Didn't I drink the broken pieces, don't I remember what happened?" Ding He said helplessly while holding the teacup.

The father casually proposed, "Is there anything important? If there is one, why don't you call Xiao Mo and ask?"

"Yes, okay!" Ding He agreed.

When he returned to the room and found his mobile phone, Ding He was very worried. What kind of advice did you give to Mo Tian, it won't ruin Mo Tian's life. Forget it, stretching out your head and shrinking your head is also a knife, so let's call and ask!

"Hey!" Ding He listened carefully to the ringtone of his mobile phone, and as soon as the ringtone stopped, he immediately said out loud.

"Hey, Lao Ding, are you awake?" Listening to Mo Tian's voice, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yes, I just woke up! I'm so sorry, I'm drunk when I drink with you!" Ding He hesitated, and when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask.

Mo Tian was very happy and said with a smile: "Haha...... It's okay, thanks to you! You've helped me a lot!"

Ding He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a dry voice: "I'm broken, what did we talk about, why did I help you a lot, why didn't I know?"

"Did you forget? It looks like I'm really drunk!" Mo Tian said with a smile into his phone, "Thanks to your advice, I found my target!"

"What is the goal?" Ding He asked in horror.

Ding He panicked for a while, just like he thought, when he was drunk, he really helped Mo Tian plan his career.

"Yu Ji!" Mo Tian replied with a smile.

"That ......" Ding He swallowed again, completely unsure of what to say.

"What you said makes a lot of sense, I should give full play to my talents, Yu Ji is very suitable for me!" Mo Tian continued to explain.

"Talent, specialty, Yu Ji?" Ding He became more and more confused the more he listened, and he was confused about his mobile phone.

"That's right, you said: Bao inquire, gossip king, entertainment reporter!" Mo Tian continued to explain.

Ding He repeated it in his heart, and finally came back to his senses, and said with a sigh of relief: "Entertainment reporter!

Mo Tian seemed to be very satisfied, and thanked Ding He and said, "Yes, Lao Ding! Thanks to you, I feel really suitable, hobbies and careers match!"

Ding He was relieved, thinking that entertainment was at least better than singing a big opera. Still a little uneasy, he asked Mo Tian, "Really think about it, old bag?"

"Well, I've thought about it!" Mo Tian said with fighting spirit.

Seeing that Mo Tian had already made up his mind, Ding He was not ready to persuade again, and said casually: "It's good, you can also entertain you!"

"Well, I think so too!" Mo Tian echoed, "Don't talk about it, I'm submitting my resume online to stabilize my job as soon as possible!"

Ding He responded: "Okay, then don't bother you! If you need help, tell me!"

"Don't worry, there's something, I can't run away from you!" Mo Tian joked.

Hanging up the phone, Ding He breathed a sigh of relief, at least the result was not too bad. But Ding He didn't know that the result was not bad, because once drunk, Ding He created a well-known gossip king for the world, better than Zhuo Wei.

Ding He looked at the doubled task reward, and felt happy in his heart, as soon as he did it casually, he admired himself for his 200% completion.

"System, I want to receive the task reward!" Ding He said to the system.

Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang's deep voice sounded: "Random task reward: skill level +2." Please select a skill!"

Last time, Ding He chose to sing and upgraded to the intermediate level, this time he chose guitar and piano, and broadcast live to himself, as well as "Huaxia New Sound Generation" for a while, which will be very helpful.

"Upgrade the guitar and piano!" Ding He said to the system.

"You can only choose one skill, level +2!" The system rejected Ding He's request.

After listening to this, Ding He looked confused, and his skill level was +2, what is going on? After hesitating for a long time, Ding He finally decided to continue to upgrade and sing. Ding He is more curious, after the level reaches the advanced level, what will it be?

"Upgrade your singing skills!" Ding He said to the system.

"Congratulations to the host for reaching the master level of singing skills, the exchange of song works, and the reduction of emotional value consumption by 50%!" Zhao Zhongxiang congratulated.

After listening to this, Ding He felt a burst of excitement, and the emotional value exchanged for song works in the future only needs half, how much emotional value can be saved......

Ding He was looking forward to a bright future, and his mother's voice came: "The meal is ready, it's time to eat!"

Ding He came back to his senses at this time, listened to the protest of the "gurgling" in his stomach, and responded loudly: "It's here, Mom!"

Ding He's life has returned to calm, two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and today is "Niuniu's Fairy Tale World", the day when it began to be put on sale.

But today, Ding He was not busy with publicity, but finished breakfast and went out with his father. That's right, the three-day sign-in is over, and Ding He can go to the driving school to report, make an appointment for the test, and assign a coach.

The world takes traffic safety very seriously, and the traffic laws are very perfect. In terms of driving test, the system is also very perfect, and the requirements are very strict.

When I took a taxi to the driving school, it was already past eight o'clock, and the driving school had already opened, and many students had already come. Ding He and his father did not go to the training ground, but went straight to the office area. When I arrived at the office building, I asked the staff and went directly to the third floor.

"Hello, we want to make an appointment for the exam!" Ding He knocked on the open office door and said to the only staff member in the office.

"Come in, sit down!" The staff member, without raising his head, looked at his mobile phone intently, and said to Ding He and the others.

The staff played with their mobile phones and asked loudly to the father and son who had just sat down, "How many subjects?"

"It's subject one!" Ding He said with a polite smile.