Chapter 13: Hitting the street also has a time to become a god

However, Lin Yi's intimidation didn't seem to have an effect, and the gangsters still looked at him with iron rods as if they were facing a great enemy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… It seems that you are deliberately looking for a beating, right, labor and management have already given you a chance, don't blame me! Lin Yi said helplessly, and then shook his legs, wanting to make a move, but his forehead was wrong, and he wanted to make a move.

Seeing this, the gangsters collectively swallowed their saliva, and put their eyes on Lin Yi's legs, if he really kicked out, he would still have a chance to run.

Huang Mao trembled and said, "Big ...... Big brother, don't do it yet. It's not that we don't want to get out, it's that our boss is still lying in the house, can you let us go in first? ”

"I didn't expect you guys to be loyal dogs. Go ahead! Lin Yi sneered, and then stepped aside.

Lin Shuya saw that Lin Yi had subdued the gangsters, rushed to him with a worried face, and asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?" ”

Lin Yi touched Lin Shuya's head and said with a smile: "Your brother has been exercising in college in the past few years, and I don't care about these gangsters." ”

Lin Shuya knew that her brother was indeed a lot stronger, and she didn't wonder why he became so powerful, anyway, since she was a child, her brother has always been very powerful in her mind.

Just as the gangsters were holding their bald heads up, Lin Yi felt that the huge power of his legs was slowly disappearing, and he knew that the time limit of the cards had arrived. If the gangsters fight back now, they will have to run away with two girls.

The bald head couldn't stand the pain in his stomach and fainted directly. Due to the size of the block, two gangsters need to be mounted to drag.

When Huang Mao passed by Lin Yi's side, Lin Yi grabbed him and said in a somewhat cold tone: "If you dare to trouble this restaurant again, I will kick all your eggs up." Don't think I'm joking, if you don't believe me, you can try! ”

The yellow-haired head shook like a rattle, and now he didn't dare to trouble Lin Yi with his two guts, because the guy in front of him was not a human at all, he was a monster.

"Brother, don't worry, we won't come again." After speaking, Huang Mao walked out of the restaurant directly with a bald head.

After this farce, the students in the restaurant also had no intention of eating and wanted to settle the bill. For the sake of his future business, Lao Wang happily waived everyone's orders, including Lin Yi's table, of course.

At this time, there were only staff and Lin Yi and others in the restaurant. Although Lao Wang expressed his gratitude to Lin Yi, his expression betrayed him.

In fact, there is another reason, and that is that the system does not reward experience points.

Lin Yi knew that Lao Wang was afraid that these gangsters would retaliate, so he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to him.

Whenever Lin Yi took out his business card, he would feel that there was some reason for the system to bring these things over.

"Uncle Wang, if those people dare to come to trouble again, you can call me. These thugs are bullies and fear the hard, and if you keep your voice low like this, they will become more and more rampant. ”

Just as Lin Yi finished saying this, the long-lost system prompt sounded.

"Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for successfully making others feel good about you and increasing your experience by 10 points. Since the host is brave and spreads positive energy this time, Strength +1 and Charisma +1. ”

Lin Yi listened to the system voice in his head and nodded with satisfaction. This kicker card is not a loss.

Lao Wang took the business card, glanced at it, and then looked at Lin Yi with a look of admiration: "Xiaolin, I didn't expect you to be a great writer." I wrote sixteen books at a young age, and my uncle must enjoy them when he has time! ”

"......" Lin Yi smiled awkwardly and didn't explain anything. After a brief chat with Lao Wang, he walked out of the restaurant with his sister and Bai Xue.

Along the way, Lin Shuya kept asking Lin Yi when he had written sixteen books, but she didn't know at all.

Lin Yi prevaricated on the grounds that sixteen books had been written at the beginning.

Bai Xue studied Chinese, and the Lin Yi brothers and sisters were not all the way, and after entering the campus, they parted ways with the two. And Lin Shuya has already made an appointment with several new roommates in the dormitory to go out to play in the afternoon, so she went back in advance to prepare.

Lin Yi became a loner again, and he could only return to the dormitory when he was idle and bored.

When I opened the door of the bedroom, the room was empty, and there was no need to guess that Wang Dazhuang must have gone to exercise again.

When he passed by Wang Dazhuang's bed, he found that the brand-new acoustic guitar was lying quietly next to the computer, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

At the freshman party, Li Wei, the head of the literary and art club, wanted him to perform on stage, although Lin Yi sang "Happy Clapping Song" but there was no accompaniment, he couldn't go on stage to sing it.

Lin Yi hugged the guitar and came to his desk, because there was no stave paper, he could only use the English homework book instead, although it was a little simple, but it was better than drawing it himself.

The first thing he had to do now was pick up the score.

It may sound profound, but everyone understands it. Picking up notation can be said to be a skill that must be mastered by anyone who is engaged in a career in performance.

For example, if you want to play "The Most Dazzling National Style" on the guitar, but you can't find the score on the Internet, or you don't understand the score you search for, or it doesn't meet the requirements of your playing and wants to sublimate it, then you have to pick up the score yourself.

Orchestration relies on the ability to listen and discern notes to record the main theme and rhythm you want in a song.

Lin Yi used the talent card of a great performer, and the score was deeply imprinted in his mind as a basic skill. He put his hand on the guitar with ease, and began to recall the melody of "Happy Clapping Song" in his mind.

It took less than half an hour for Lin Yi to rip off the score of the whole song, and incorporated some of his own ideas, adding a personal guitar show in the middle part.

Lin Yi nodded with satisfaction, he believed that as long as this song came out, it would definitely detonate the audience. Since there are no other musical instruments, I can only use the guitar as a tool for playing.

Seeing that it was still early, he spent more than an hour composing two tunes, one "Actor" and one "The Most Dazzling National Style".

"Actor" He wanted to keep it for himself, because Lin Yi liked this song very much in his previous life. "The Most Dazzling Folk Style" is not suitable for a solo show on the guitar, but suitable for a band to complete the whole track, so he wanted to give this song to Qu Jing's girl band.

After completing three songs in one go, Lin Yi felt that his brain was a little overdrawn, so he turned on the computer and began to check the popular novels of this world on the Internet to relax.

When he searched the starting point Chinese website, he found that the starting point was just a literary website, and it was full of books on classical literature.

There are no popular IPs such as "The Legend of Mortal Immortals", "Notes on Tomb Robbery", "Breaking the Sky", "One Thought of Eternity", and "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

Isn't brain-burning web novels popular in this world? If you write a fantasy novel yourself, will it cause a huge repercussion?

Lin Yi was a little uncertain in his heart, because the first person to eat crabs had only two ends, one was that he thought it was delicious, and the other was poisoned.

"Fuck it, what if labor and management write a book! Anyway, I've already pounced on sixteen copies, and it's not bad to pounce on another one. I want to be a great writer, a great writer. It's such a happy decision! ”

Just do it, Lin Yi still chooses the starting point, because he has a special feeling for this website, although the starting point of this world is just a literary network, but it will not hinder the enthusiasm in his heart.

Registering an account and applying for a writer are these two steps that are simply commonplace for Lin Yi. Just as he opened the wod and wanted to start writing, the phone in his pocket suddenly remembered.

"Who!" Lin Yi had already opened his brain, and he was a little unhappy when he was interrupted at this time. He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and hurriedly answered it.

"Hey, who's that?"

A girl's voice came from the earpiece of the mobile phone: "Is it Lin Dashen?" I'm Qu Jing. ”

There is no need to guess that Lin Yi already knows the purpose of Qu Jing's call, he said with a smile: "Qu Da Beauty, my sister has something to do in the afternoon, and she may not be able to get by." ”

After Qu Jing heard this, there was obvious loss in her tone: "That's it, that's okay." Lin Dashen, the party will start in a few days, and we don't have much time left. Tomorrow, bring your sister to our band to try out, we can choose the right repertoire for her, record it, we have to take it to the student council for review, and only after passing can we perform. ”

"Don't pick tracks, I wrote a song for your band. If you have time right now, come to the boys' dormitory to find me. ”

"What?" Qu Jing exclaimed in disbelief.

"Lin Dashen really wrote a song for our band? I'm free now, I'll be right over! ”

Qu Jing hung up the phone directly after speaking.