In August, the hottest time of the year, Han Xin's heart was also like this land, scorched to the point of cracking, full of holes, and no grass grows.

Han Shin is a student who has just graduated from Communication University, and with a dream, he has stepped into the big dye vat of society.

The original enthusiasm was gradually extinguished by the cold water of reality.

The white eyes of countless people and the ridicule of countless people turned into sharp knives, leaving Han Xin bruised all over his body.

Others said to Han Xin a thousand times, ten thousand times: "Don't dream!"

Han Xin once disagreed, and said to himself again and again: "Dream is the truest reality!"

Are you sure?

was denied again and again, and after being closed again and again, Han Xin's inner belief gradually wavered, and he began to gradually deny his former thoughts.

However, he is not reconciled!

But what can be done? Dreams are beautiful, but reality is so cruel.

There is too much helplessness and depression in reality, and when I think of this, the sourness in Han Xin's heart spreads even more.

Walking through the streets and overpasses of the capital, the lights are brilliant along the way, and the oncoming people are hiding their unknown thoughts, unintentionally going in the unknown direction, and a person drifts around with the oncoming crowd, subway, bus, not knowing, not knowing.

Along the way, the wind and sand gradually sealed the dreams and put on a mask of hypocrisy for us.

Two lines of tears were left along the cheeks, tears blurred the vision, some of the passers-by felt incredible, some thought it was funny, only some of them let out a helpless sigh, and then turned away, everyone is a person with a story!

Han Xin's hand clutching his resume tightened, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, forced out a smile, and walked into the door in front of him.

This is the address of a radio and television station, and it is also Han Shin's last hope, if he does not succeed, then, the fate that awaits Han Shin is to return to his hometown in disgrace and become the loser in the mouth of the neighbors.

Han Shin doesn't want to!

So Han Xin walked into the door of this radio station with the momentum of a broken boat, and under the guidance of the receptionist at the door, he walked to the interview place.

There were several young people standing in the corridor, all of whom looked like they were coming for an interview, all with anxious looks on their faces, and their eyes looked at the door from time to time, as if trying to see through the door and see the interview situation inside.

Han Xin's arrival just made them raise their faces and take a look, and then lowered their heads, Han Xin was also happy, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes, replaying in his mind what he had experienced in the past two months, shame, ridicule, all the disdainful eyes, at this time turned into fuel to fuel Han Xin's determination.

A spark can also start a prairie fire!

"Next, Han Xin. ”

The secretary's voice came, making Han Xin open his eyes, and the secretary saw the raging flame in Han Xin's eyes, but it disappeared again, and the secretary secretly said hell, but he didn't get too entangled, and brought Han Xin into the room.

Han Xin took a deep breath, his eyes became more and more determined, and then he followed the pace of the secretary and stepped forward.

The interviewer was a middle-aged uncle, but he was already Mediterranean, with an overly fat figure and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

The moment he saw the interviewer, Han Xin frowned, and then relaxed.

This interviewer gave people a not very friendly impression, after Han Xin entered the door, he did not raise his head to look at Han Xin, Han Xin couldn't help but sigh slightly, but for the sake of work, Han Xin still put on a respectful posture, bent down ninety degrees, bowed, and then handed over his resume with both hands.

The Mediterranean uncle didn't look up, he kept looking at the mobile phone in front of him, and the phone also showed a particularly popular game recently, Glory of Kings, Han Xin's heart was already a little angry, but the surface was still calm, and there was no wave.

"I'm sorry, excuse me......" Before Han Xin's words were finished, the Mediterranean uncle said impatiently: "I know what else to say if I bother......

Han Xin's face was already a little angry, but because he was now under the fence, he still didn't say anything.

However, the uncle who was playing the glory of the king obviously didn't realize this, and was still playing the game by himself.

After a while, he scolded and dropped his phone, then raised his head to look at Han Xin, picked up the resume on the table, and rolled it casually.

The perfunctory meaning is overflowing.

After reading it, he casually threw Han Xin's resume in the trash, smiled, and said to Han Xin: "I'm sorry, our company doesn't hire you, you can go, go out and turn left and go straight." After that, he continued to pick up his mobile phone and played the glory of the king.

The anger in Han Xin's eyes at this time could already burn the sky, he obviously didn't do anything, but he was treated so unfairly.

Looking at the resume that was casually discarded in the trash can, Han Xin stepped forward and picked up the resume in the trash can.

When the fat-headed and big-eared uncle saw this scene, he immediately mocked: "Don't learn from adults, take your garbage and get out of here!"

Han Xin picked up his resume and threw it into the trash can amid the interviewer's taunts.

The interviewer was a little stunned, but Han Xin didn't care what the interviewer thought, leaving only a back and going farther and farther away.

"My dignity isn't worth a few dollars, but that's the only thing I have!"

"I don't allow anyone to trample on it, so, I chose to throw it in the trash myself......"

The interviewer's uncle was a little stunned, but then he laughed out loud, in such a society, dignity can't even be exchanged for food.

He didn't bother about it anymore and continued to play the game on his own.

The streets of the capital, the bustling crowd, Han Xin felt very deserted at this time, or sad, how many of the people walking on the road really had souls, but they were just a walking dead.

Han Xin returned to his dilapidated rental house, which was a very simple room, full of moisture and the smell of decay, which made people smell very uncomfortable, but Han Xin had long been used to it, and he didn't know if it was because he had lived here for a long time, or if a barren heart made him no longer disturbed by the outside environment.

I opened my computer, which was bought for him by his mother when Han Xin was in college, and it is still very well preserved.

After reading some news on the Internet, I suddenly felt bored, so I plugged on my computer and went to bed on my stomach.

Han Xin had a very strange dream, and a very peculiar voice appeared in the dream, with the wild domineering of heavy metal and the soothing of folk songs, which was very contradictory but made people sound very enjoyable, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

"Drop... Host dreams detected..."

"Matching with the host world... drop, the match was successful..."

"Start modifying the world settings..."

"Done..."

......

Han Xin stretched his waist a lot, and when he got up, it was already nine o'clock the next day, turned on the computer, and did one of the things that must be done in the day, surfing the Internet.

Suddenly, the news he browsed made Han Xin suddenly feel a little confused, and he saw that the webpage read:

The famous diva Wang Fei has succeeded again and taken another big step towards the world music scene!

Shouldn't it be Faye Wong?

Han Xin said that he was a little confused.

The ratings of the famous variety show "Happy Concentration Camp" hit a new high!

"Happy Concentration Camp"? Han Xin said that he was even more confused, what the hell is "Happy Concentration Camp"? Isn't it "Happy Camp"? Could it be that the name was changed temporarily, this is too hasty!

Han Xin hurriedly opened other web pages, and was surprised to find that everything had changed, the former Baidu had become Wandu, and all the famous songs and movies had disappeared.

There is no Eason Chan and Jacky Cheung in the music industry, and there is no Beethoven and Bach abroad.

There is no Deng Chao, Wu Jing and others in the film and television industry.

There is no Liu Cixi in the science fiction world, and there is no "Three-Body Problem".

There is no Picasso in the art world.

Even the literary world has no Xu Zhimo and no Lu Xun.

"Dou Po" and "Covering the Sky" in the online literature industry, as well as platinum writers like Chendong, potatoes and water fish, are gone!!

Han Xin looked at other aspects, Huaxia is still Huaxia, Lao Mei is still Lao Mei, India Ah San is as arrogant, almost nothing has changed, but all the things related to entertainment have disappeared.

Shocked!

Han Shin suddenly rang out from the novel he had read before, and suddenly had an amazing idea: this could be a parallel world!

Parallel world! What a bloody setting!

However, Han Xin was puzzled again, why did he find out that this was a parallel world after he slept for a while, the so-called crossing is not all about the protagonist dying by himself, and he ended up dying himself, and finally crossed over, and as a result, he continued to die......

"Stupid human!" Han Xin was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, jumped up from his chair, looked around, did not see who was speaking, and shouted: "Who is it!

"Stupid Sao Nian ......." The voice sounded again, and Han Xin actually felt a rush of ... Uh, taunt!

If you look closely, there is already a trace of cold sweat on Han Xin's forehead, although Han Xin prides himself on being bold, but it is a lie to say that he is not afraid of the haunted in broad daylight.

"Who the hell is it, come out quickly! What kind of hero is hiding and hiding!"

This time, the voice didn't appear, but Han Xin's heart suddenly had a ridiculous thought: this voice didn't even bother to answer...

The other party doesn't want to talk to you and throws a system at you.

The moment Han Xin saw the screen in front of him, such a sentence suddenly popped out of his heart.

I have a sentence that MMP doesn't know whether to say or not...

However, due to curiosity, Han Xin still carefully looked at the screen in front of him, this screen makes people have a sense of future technology at first glance, with a streamlined outer bezel, with a cool color of future technology alloy, which is different from the previous way of operation.

Han Xin was surprised to find that the screen in front of him could be controlled with his mind, which was simply a complete explosion of modern technology.

As soon as Han Xin's mind moved, he opened the interface of the host information, and immediately, what appeared in front of Han Xin was a page of personal information.

Name: Han Xin

Gender: Male

Date of birth: April 30, 1997

Height: 187mm

Weight: 65kg

And then there was no then, Han Xin was also speechless, encountering such an unreliable system, it may have been a sin created by himself in his previous life...

"System, why did I appear in the parallel world?" As soon as Han Xin finished asking, he felt that he was asking a nonsense, of course, because of the system.

As expected, the system really replied to Han Xin six points, and Han Xin was also full of black lines, as if he was despised by a system...

Han Xin was also very embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say, but the system was still more responsible, and gave Ye Qing an explanation, as follows:

This system comes from the extragalactic galaxy Trusban, the famous doctor Doctor 1 of the roommate Tresban, after more than 30 years, the principle of this system is as follows:

(500,000 words omitted here...) ）

Han Xin looked confused, what is this, what about the good three-good system, the responsible system? This Nima, and there is a little emotion...

Fortunately, the emotional intelligence of the system should not be so high, and under Han Xin's tone of deceiving children with strange Shu, he successfully saw useful information, as follows:

The goal of this system: to help the host become the most famous big star and step on the entire entertainment industry

System task: Look at the mood of the system

Han Shin's heart is broken!

It seems that the system is all the good of someone else's...

But there is still a little benefit, that is, the system has a slot machine system, and the requirement for opening the slot machine is to need Han Xin's reputation value, but after Han Xin checked his reputation value, he couldn't help but feel a faint sadness... 273...really couldn't be lower.

As for the prizes of slot machines, they are divided into several categories: skill, body, consumption, special.

The moment Han Xin saw the prize, all the sorrow just now was thrown out of the clouds, and winning Bai Fumei and walking to the peak of life was just around the corner!

After Han Xin closed the page of the system, he looked at the blue sky outside through the slightly yellowed window of the rental house, and couldn't help but feel sad, walking alone in a strange world, alone, eternal sadness may be like this cloudless.

All Han Xin's emotions turned into a faint sigh...