Chapter 3 Life is like a play

As soon as Zhang Fan stepped off the stage, he saw Feng Gang coming over with excitement on his face, and beside him, Xiao Ji looked at him with interest and a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Looking at Xiao Ji, Zhang Fan's face slowly piled up an excited smile, jumped off the stage happily, and hugged him under Feng Gang's stunned gaze: "Boss, I have succeeded, I can also become a qualified wheat hand." ā€

"Hehe, yes, yes, Xiao Fan is very good, you will be the main wheat hand of our Le Chao bar in the future, I will reward you well." Feng Gang heard his words with a smile on his face and patted him on the back with his hand.

Zhang Fan nodded vigorously, let go of the arm that was hugging Feng Gang, turned to look at Xiao Ji on the side, and directly opened his arms to hug her into his arms when she was a little caught off guard.

"Sister Ji, I succeeded, thank you, thank you!"

Xiao Ji struggled a little red, but found that Zhang Fan's arm strength was too great, so he nodded obediently: "No need Sister Xie, you are excellent yourself." ā€

"Ding, the task is complete, you have the right to sing this microphone permanently, the earth system will be bound to you, congratulations on becoming the host, the earth system is fully opened."

Suddenly, the voice of the system came, making Zhang Fan, who was holding Xiao Ji, loosen his arm slightly, felt the body fragrance coming from the girl in front of him, and inhaled hard.

And he didn't see it, the blush on Xiao Ji's face that was being held spread to the position of his neck, and his somewhat embarrassed body froze there.

Somewhat reluctant to let go of Xiao Ji's body, Zhang Fan suppressed the throbbing in his heart, withdrew his arm, and looked at them with a smile on his face.

"Go Xiaofan, come back to the office with me, and we'll talk about your affairs." Feng Gang enthusiastically took Zhang Fan's hand.

Zhang Fan smiled at Xiao Ji and followed him into the office, not far from them, the manager Du Cheng looked at all this with a gloomy face.

"Come on, Xiaofan, sit down." Feng Gang sat on the sofa and patted the position next to him to signal him to sit over, Zhang Fan was not polite and sat beside him.

Feng Gang smiled, picked up a bag next to him, took out a large stack of money from it, and put it in front of him: "Come to Xiaofan, this is a reward for you, ten thousand yuan is not much, but this is my intention, you will be the main wheat hand of our Le Chao Bar in the future, and the basic salary in the future is 10,000 yuan, and there are some bonuses every month, no problem, right?" Feng Gang patted him on the shoulder and said.

"No problem, no problem, thank you boss, thank you, boss." Zhang Fan was not polite, and clenched a thick amount of money, tens of thousands of yuan, which could be used to solve the urgent need.

As for the salary of 10,000 yuan at the end of each month, his heart was slightly excited, when he was on earth, he was more than 5,000 a month at most, and he was already a good white-collar worker if he could reach tens of thousands, but he didn't expect to be able to have such an achievement in the third year of high school in this world, so that he could give birth to an infinite future.

"No thanks, as long as you stay at the Le Chao Bar for a day, I will never treat you badly, let's have a drink later." Feng Gang said happily.

Zhang Fan smiled and didn't refuse, he still knew the simple way of socializing.

"Viagra, that kid is gone, do you want me to call him over?" In the bar, the flat-headed man Tiger said to the young man sitting on the sofa.

"No, let's watch for a while, and if he has talent, we'll invite him again." Viagra shook his head.

"What, viagra, are you interested in that kid just now? looks pretty good, and the host is okay, but the age is a little young, and maybe the experience is not enough. Beside him, a white and tender young man approached him and said to him.

"It's not enough experience to be cultivated at a young age, and what's there to worry about on the Internet across the screen." The girl sitting next to him interjected.

The young man smiled dryly and didn't continue to say anything.

In the office, Feng Gang was dragged into the bar by him after talking with Zhang Fan for a while, and after asking the waiter to bring some wine and food, Feng Gang started with him.

Feng Gang can open a bar, it can be said that the amount of alcohol is not bad at all, although the alcohol content in the bar is a little low, but after seven or eight bottles, he is also dizzy.

Especially at this time, the manager Du Cheng walked over with a smile on his face, and poured wine into Zhang Fan with a warm and congratulatory look, the magnificent language was sentence after sentence, Zhang Fan was sure that this slut must have come to pour himself, and what he said made him almost vomit, hypocrisy.

But in front of the boss, Zhang Fan couldn't refuse directly, so he could only curse in his heart and drink a glass of wine, and in the end he didn't know how he came back.

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Fan shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, looked around, and found that he had stayed in the staff dormitory.

Zhang Fan hurriedly touched his pocket, and was relieved to find that the money was still inside, and looked at the time to find that it was already twelve o'clock at noon before he suddenly thought that he was going to be late for his day's work.

"Hey, it hasn't been reversed for a while, and with the current income, I don't need to make money so hard during the day, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief." Zhang Fan smiled mockingly, and continued to lie on the bed.

"The western slogan can be sung by himself in the future, but it can only be sung in the bar, by the way, the system seems to have said something yesterday."

Zhang Fan seemed to hear the sound of the system when he hugged Xiao Ji, but he didn't pay attention to it because he didn't have time yesterday.

"System, what has changed to you?" Zhang Fan thought silently in his heart.

"The system has been bound to the host, and the permissions have been fully opened."

"What? Bound to me? Didn't you bind me before? Then why can I be restricted and punished? ā€

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned when he heard the system's answer, and asked suspiciously, but after waiting for a long time, he found that the system did not answer.

"System system, are you talking?" Zhang Fan shouted again.

"Hello host, what's the problem?"

"What else could be the question, the same question I just asked you?"

ā€œ......ā€

"Forget it, if you don't answer, forget it, bind it, bind it, what does it mean that all permissions are turned on now? What permissions do I have? ā€

"Hello host, you have the authority to exchange the skills of the earth characters and carry forward the earth civilization."

"Exchange the skills of the Earth characters? What skills can be redeemed, I'll see. ā€

"At present, according to your ability, the abilities you can currently redeem are: second-tier singer's singing skills, entry-level hip-hop skills, entry-level magic skills, professional junior player-level e-sports skills, third-tier actors' performance skills, first-level piano playing skills, beginner fighting skills, junior design skills, ......."

In an instant, countless pieces of information filled his mind, Zhang Fan browsed through hundreds of pieces of information in his mind in astonishment, each of which was a really good skill, and he should be able to find a good job if he mastered all of them, wouldn't he want to go to heaven?

"How do I need to redeem the singing skills of second-tier singers?" Zhang Fan asked the system expectantly.

"The exchange needs to consume the host's fan value, and the second-tier singer's singing skills need 10,000 fan points, and the number of fans the host currently has is one."

"10,000 fans are worth it, I only have one fan now, you don't let people live, when will it take to have 10,000 fans?" Zhang Fan wailed loudly.

"Hello host, there is a mistake in your understanding, a fan does not only bring you one fan value, fans are divided into three kinds, one is ordinary fans, which can bring you a fan value, the second is true love, which can bring you 5 fan values, and one is a brain-dead fan, brain-dead fans can bring you ten fan values."

"I'm going, there are still brain-dead fans, it seems that I have to develop more brain-dead fans in the future, do I want to take the route of stars in the future? This can be had, I like to plunge headlong into a more chaotic circle to set things right, or test the poison myself. ā€

Zhang Fan secretly thought in his heart, and then thought of the bumpy road to becoming a star, and what if a handsome little boy like him was caught by others' unspoken rules? What if it's an aunt? I'm afraid it's a strange Shu Xiao, think about it, he has fought a cold war.

And sometimes it is very simple to become famous, as long as a few very good songs can enter people's sight, but Zhang Fan thought of the perverted tasks of the system, and decisively dispelled his thoughts, the most suitable for him at present is to be a microphone in the bar, making money is currently a very important thing for him, otherwise he doesn't know if he has the qualifications to go to school in the future.

The more I thought about it, the more I didn't get up from bed until I felt hungry, and walked out of the staff dormitory, Zhang Fan ate a rice bowl in the small restaurant downstairs, and walked towards the place where he worked during the day.

Zhang Fan works in a development zone in Nanfeng City, not very far from the Le Chao Bar, at this time the development zone is under large-scale construction, and high-rise buildings are rising rapidly.

Zhang Fan works at a construction site here, usually he is here to move bricks, do some miscellaneous work, because the construction site needs to rush work, so he did not go home for the New Year.

Walking into the construction site, Zhang Fan greeted the familiar workers, all the workers here are from the countryside to work, he is also a rural person, so he feels very comfortable with them, and the workers take very good care of him.

"King's Head." Zhang Fan walked to his usual work area and shouted at a middle-aged man in a white shirt.

"Xiaofan is here, we thought something happened to you, and we couldn't contact you, why did you have something to do today? Take a day off if you have something to do! Wang Tou was a very kind middle-aged man, looking at Zhang Fan, who was as big as his own child, and said with a gentle face.

"It's not Wangtou, I'm resigning for you today, I found a better job, so I can't come here again in the future." Wang Fan looked at Wang Tou gratefully and replied.

"Got a good job? That's good, that's good, I'll just say, why do you come here to work as a high school student who is still in school, go out and go out, and I'll settle your half-month's salary for you later. Wang Tou said happily for Zhang Fan.

"Thank you Wang Tou, thank you very much for taking care of me in the past three months, thank you very much!"

"Thank you, thank you, kid, it's cold outside, come back to the office with me." Wang Tou took Zhang Fan's arm and walked towards the office.

"To Xiaofan, your half-month's salary, a total of 1,800 yuan, what kind of job have you found outside? Are you tired from work? Wang Tou handed him the salary, and asked relationally.

"Wang Tou is not tired from work, singing in a bar."

"Oh, sing, sing well, don't have to work hard, sing well in the future, and become a big celebrity."

"Hehe......"

After chatting with Wang Tou for a while, Zhang Fan walked out, bought a few cigarettes outside, and came back to distribute them to the workers who had taken care of him before, and chatted with them for a while, and the sky gradually darkened.

Doing the bus back to the bar, the bar is still open for two hours at the moment, the staff did not arrive, Zhang Fan walked directly to the position of the DJ division on the catwalk.

DJs are a very important position in the bar, sometimes even more than a microphone, but most of the DJs are played by beautiful women, and they are all beauties with big breasts and good figures, the reason is self-evident.

Zhang Fan turned on the machine and looked at the DJ songs above, as a microphone hand, he must have a detailed understanding of DJ songs, so that he can integrate his language into the songs and resonate with them.

Since he decided to be a microphone, he plans to study seriously, to put it bluntly, the bars and microphone bar DJs all belong to musicians, but they still belong to the bottom.

Zhang Fan is still a student, he is still young, he can learn all the knowledge well, although the earth system is unreliable, but it is still very useful, he believes that as long as he works hard, although he is a wheat hand now, but in a few years, he may stand on a broader stage.