[Host: Hao Yun]

[Programming: 1]

[Music: 2]

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the bedroom had been turned off, and Hao Yun, who was lying flat on the bed, was staring at the property panel in a daze.

All attribute points add up to only 3, and I still feel very weak......

What's more, unlike programming, he doesn't know anything about music, and he doesn't know how long he will wait for this attribute to work.

Thinking of this, Hao Yun sighed in his heart.

At that time, if I had been a little lucky, it would have been nice to have random skill points to programming.

At least for the game, he is still very interested in the sweetness of making a little bit of it.

What's more, in his vague memory, his job in his previous life was game planning, and developing games is also an old job.

"I don't want to think about it so much yet......"

At present, there should be two ways to trigger system tasks, either waiting for opportunities, or creating opportunities and taking the initiative.

And the key to it all is how to arouse the *** - oh no, ambition of the roommates!

If they lie in bed like salted fish all day long, living like ordinary university monks, how can they become winners in life? How else to buy a car, buy a house and buy a submarine?

Thinking of this, Hao Yun felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he cleared his throat and was about to speak.

But at this time, Zhu Kening, who talks the most on weekdays, spoke before him.

"Speaking of which, Brother Yun."

"Huh?"

"Your father, why did you give this name in the first place?"

Hao Yun was stunned for a moment and said, "This ...... Nothing special, right? Rising to the top, Top Gun...... My dad wanted me to take the public exam before, but I wasn't interested, and I had to live up to his expectations. ”

Zheng Xueqian: "I thought it was homophonic good luck." ”

Liang Ziyuan nodded, rarely interjecting.

"I thought it was this, too."

Hao Yun smiled and said, "Good luck? I guess that's what it means...... But I don't think I've had any good luck in the past 18 years. ”

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the potential.

Even the system that came out of nowhere complained about his luck.

Zheng Xueqian looked at Zhu Kening.

"Speaking of you? Do you have any allusions to your name? ”

"Then there must be," Zhu Kening said with a smile, "My hometown is in Ning County, and my father named me Kening in order to improve the feng shui of our county." ”

Zheng Xueqian was stunned.

"What? Improve feng shui and use the word gram, are you gram feng shui or improve feng shui ......"

"You know a fart," Zhu Kening glanced at him, "This gram, the gram is the poverty of Ning County." ”

Liang Ziyuan said speechlessly: "...... Can you still understand it like that? ”

Zheng Xueqian whispered: "Why have I only heard of what is missing in my life, so I will arrange something for the name, but it is the first time I have heard of the feng shui of the town town with the name." You daddy, you are wide enough. ”

It's okay to arrange what is lacking in life.

But it seems to be too, it is said that when someone is born, the fortune teller calculates that the five elements are short of gold, and he will add a gold or Xin to the name, and if there is a lack of wood, add a forest.

So think about it......

Isn't it unfortunate that you are destitute?

Gan!

Maybe the speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional, Hao Yun suddenly thought of a beriberi medicine called Daknin, and subconsciously blurted out.

"Maybe it's not necessarily Feng Shui."

Zhu Kening was stunned.

"What?"

"It could also be a cure......

Zheng Xueqian and Liang Ziyuan didn't react at first, but they quickly understood what Hao Yun meant, and they couldn't help laughing.

Especially Zheng Xueqian, this kid is the most tasteless, and the laughter is over, and he likes to laugh at the quilt, the kind that is not disguised at all.

Zhu Kening frowned: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Hao Yun, who couldn't hold back his laughter, coughed dryly twice, and quickly diverted the topic: "Let's not talk about the name, it's too boring, let's talk about life and ideals...... Start with the head of the dormitory, come, Brother Kenin, what is your dream? ”

Dream?

For this question, Zhu Kening gave an answer almost without hesitation.

"Be an official!"

There are no surprises.

On the first day he came to the dormitory, Hao Yun saw that this guy was addicted to officials.

"The problem in Ning County is not Feng Shui, but poverty! If I were the county magistrate, the first thing I would do after taking office would be to take the villagers out of poverty and make a fortune! ”

Wonderful!

I didn't expect this guy to still have this ambition in his stomach?

It doesn't seem to be exactly a straw bale, either.

Hearing this, Hao Yun's impression of him changed slightly.

However, this change in impression did not last half a minute, and was quickly replaced by another negative emotion.

This guy ......

As soon as the chatterbox is opened, it goes on and on!

Starting with the great ideal of revitalizing his hometown, Comrade Zhu Kening talked about the agriculture in his hometown, and then talked about the budding rice field in front of his own house, and then the topic flew to the Chinese teacher of the neighbor's child next door to his second brother-in-law's house, and complained that education in his hometown was very problematic.

At first, the three people in the dormitory listened attentively, but later they became more and more sleepy the more they listened.

After Liang Ziyuan sighed, he put on his headphones.

Zheng Xueqian fought with his eyelids and almost didn't sleep.

Hao Yun hadn't completely given up on him, his eyes were still staring straight at him.

But soon, even he was disappointed.

There are no new quests popping up, and the potential value is still a question mark, and there is no change at all.

It seems that simple YY can't change anything, and the system doesn't think that this guy can remember to brag tonight after waking up.

Leaving the squad leader aside, Hao Yun looked at the sleepy Zheng Xueqian and threw the same question at him.

"What about you? Do you have any dreams? ”

"Dreams? Oh, dreams ......" Zheng Xueqian, who was in a daze, yawned, smashed his mouth and said, "I don't have so many ideas, just study hard and be done." ”

Hao Yun said in a persuasive tone: "Then do you like programming?" ”

Zheng Xueqian was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"What's the dislike about this...... I have reported this major, but I don't have to learn it. Ah, of course, I didn't have a preview at all, I just flipped through it. ”

Hao Yun: "......"

The potential value has not changed in the slightest.

There is also no task panel popping up.

It seems that today is also not a turning point in the fate of this guy.

Except for himself, the last person in the dormitory did not join the topic.

Looking at Zi Yuan, who was about to sleep with headphones on, Hao Yun knocked on the railing next to the bed and asked.

"What about Brother Ziyuan? Do you have any dreams that you don't have? ”

"Me?" Liang Ziyuan was slightly stunned, frowned and thought for a moment and said, "Make an album of my own......"

When Hao Yun heard this, he suddenly became refreshed.

"I know what you mean, but I haven't thought about a more ambitious ideal, such as becoming the king of the music world-"

"That's too far," Liang Ziyuan paused and said, "And it doesn't matter if it's the king of music or anything, I just like music, and I don't mind if others like it or not." ”

Zheng Xueqian whispered: "We mind." ”

Liang Ziyuan: "......"

There is still no pop-up window for task reminders, and it seems that there is no drama today.

Hao Yun sighed and was about to sleep, when he suddenly heard Jian Liang Ziyuan throw the topic to himself.

"What about you?"

Seeing that Zheng Xueqian didn't react, Hao Yun was slightly stunned and pointed at himself.

“…… You're asking me? ”

Liang Ziyuan nodded.

"I'm curious what your dreams are."

At this time, not only Liang Ziyuan, but even Zhu Kening, who didn't feel it, and Zheng Xueqian, who was about to sleep, reacted, and one by two pricked up their ears.

I didn't understand why my sons were interested in their own affairs, Hao Yun thought for a while with some nerve, and said while lying down.

"Probably...... Game? ”

Zheng Xueqian: "Playing games? I didn't see you playing. ”

Hao Yun: "Maybe it's a game designer. ”

Liang Ziyuan: "Why is it a questioning tone?" ”

"Because I don't know either," Hao Yun sighed helplessly, "Maybe I'm the kind of person who doesn't have dreams...... Anyway, if I can make a little money, maybe I'll be satisfied. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Kening said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Let me tell you, it's generally people with this kind of personality who should not be underestimated."

"If you make a little fortune, you will be satisfied, so what kind of small fortune can be regarded as a small fortune? If you don't ask for anything, you can ask for everything, and if you don't want anything in particular, you can get everything. ”

Zheng Xueqian sneered.

"Yes, Lao Zhu has started serious nonsense again."

Liang Ziyuan didn't speak, just silently turned up the volume of the headphones.

Seeing that no one believed him, Zhu Kening sighed.

"Hey, you don't believe me, I'm telling the truth. Sooner or later, you will understand these principles of dealing with people and things, and I, the head of the dormitory, will not talk about it much. ”

If you don't ask for anything, what is it called to ask for it......

Feeling uncomfortable with others talking to himself in the tone of someone else, Hao Yun shrugged helplessly.

"Maybe."

Turning over to face the wall, he yawned and was about to fall asleep.

But it was at this time that it occurred to him that he still had a memory fragment that was useless.

With a slight movement in his heart, Hao Yun opened the system panel, found the transparent crystal the size of a grain of rice lying in the inventory, and gently pinched it on his fingertips.

“…… What could it be? ”

With a hint of curiosity, his fingertips strained slightly.

I saw that the memory fragment the size of a grain of rice turned into a point of light in the sky in an instant, merging into his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

A familiar warm current spread down his spine, enveloping his brain.

[Unlock Memory Song: "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold"]

The familiar melody, wrapped in a torrent of memories, melted into his consciousness.

It felt like a broken puzzle piece that had been put back together.

Hao Yun can remember who sang this song, and vaguely remember the amazement when he first heard this song, but he can't remember more details.

“…… Is it music this time? ”

Raising his index finger and pressing it on his eyebrows, Hao Yun struggled to digest the sense of disobedience that came with the memories of his previous life.

Although he is not good at singing, this gift from the system is a wake-up call.

As for how to trigger the next task, he already had an idea in mind.