The single dog suddenly had a singing female voice in the house.

This is a refutation.

A single dog is insulated from a woman, which is why it becomes a single dog. If a woman appears in the bedroom of the house, it is obvious that it is very likely that it is not a single dog.

Why?

Liancheng said that he was a noble pure-blooded single aristocrat, the kind with penguin red diamonds, and ordinary women were not worthy of being his penguin friends.

The answer to the argument just now is obvious, unless hell, there will be a woman in the house of a single dog.

Pushing open the door, the girl in the flower skirt hummed with headphones in her hand.

"The ugly duckling will turn into a white swan, I heard that Peter Pan is not big, Jack he has a harp and magic, I heard that there is a candy house in the forest......"

"It's a good song. ”

No one answered.

Liancheng sat next to her, quietly listening to the girl in the flower skirt finish singing the song.

The timbre of the girl in the flower skirt is very outstanding, not so much outstanding as special. The ghost's physique makes her voice particularly ethereal and moving, and there is a hint of mourning and grief hidden in her ethereal and melodious voice.

"Let all the long, long years ago come to the moment of happy ending......"

Liancheng looked at the girl in the flower skirt.

What he sees in his eyes is not a sentimental singer, but a beautiful female ghost with an empty shell and a strong obsession. His heart is as calm as water, there is no need to say more about life and death, he should understand it.

The girl in the flower dress listened for a few seconds, and then began to sing again: "Snow White is running away......"

Liancheng thought for a while, took the MP3 in front of her, and found that there was something wrong with the MP3, and it was stuck on this song and kept looping. Coincidentally, the single loops one of Liancheng's most frequently listened songs.

This song was heard by accident while watching a live stream. He is not a fan of female anchors, but it does not hinder the appreciation of works of art.

"Live ......"

Liancheng pondered the word.

He suddenly frowned, staring at the girl in the flower dress, her soft hair, her slender eyebrows, her cute gaze, her high nose, her blood-red lips...... Even if it was a short distance between each other, if Liancheng didn't know it, he wouldn't have guessed the fact that it was a ghost.

So, what if it's separated by a camera and a fiber optic cable?

Liancheng hesitated.

It's crazy, it's incredible! It's hard to imagine what a meek, beautiful female ghost can do. The Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram was once a terrifying killing weapon, stained with countless blood-stained souls, driving a group of ghosts and ordinary people to be invincible.

But what is the use of this in modern society?

Liancheng is not a murderer. He is not an anti-socialist either, he is just an ordinary person who wants to change his destiny completely, and getting the copper coin is both an accident and an opportunity, and he grabs the rope like a man in the water, ready to turn over.

He wants fame, he wants money.

In the world you see, only money is the source of power that dominates everything. From the interaction between friends and neighbors, to the development of science and military warfare, all of them are inseparable from these false numbers and worthless papers.

Liancheng has long known that it is not money that is eaten by copper coins.

Money is just a piece of waste paper that can be printed at any time for the state. What the copper coin eats is something similar to the seven emotions and six desires carried on the paper.

He asked a friend at the bank to get ten of the latest serial 100 yuan bills, and he didn't even look at the copper coins.

Lian Cheng guessed that there must be other things that could feed the copper coins, but the easiest thing to get for the time being was these red bills.

He desperately needs these banknotes.

He hadn't paid off the landlord's $90,000 yet, and the credit card bill would arrive at the end of the month. There are many more things waiting for him to do, waiting for the money to come.

In modern society, the Internet is the fastest way to get money outside of gambling.

The virtual economy is becoming more and more important. Qian Bao and red envelope letters gradually replaced the circulation of paper money, and even the vegetable sellers on the streets and alleys are proficient in electronic money transactions and are convinced.

"Make money...... Live ......"

The shock brought to Liancheng by the foolish brother playing games to earn 900 a day has not yet passed, and he finds that with the power he can use, he seems to be able to do more things.

Liancheng assembled the three computers, downloaded the necessary software in the background, and then threw them aside.

He landed on the Rich Fish platform. When he entered the website, he was also curious, there are rich treasures, rich geese, rich fish...... Wouldn't this group of big companies have any other name than Rich X?

Well, and beep TVs.

What the hell is the name!

As soon as the webpage opened, the sound of the voice came into my ears: "Hmm...... Yes...... Thank you, brother, big, big rocket, it's so big, people can't stand it......"

Liancheng also thought that he had entered the URL into 1024 or X to go. Check it out, yes, it's a rich fish!

Click on the classification of the fish show, the whole recommendation page, the white flowers are shaking, and the eyes of the city are a little dizzy, and the people on it are not easy to mess with at first glance, all with scars on their chests, which are so deep that they are scared to death!

Fortunately, Liancheng is bold, he is not convinced by these underworld forces, the bigger the scar, the more fierce he stares.

In the end, it was the underworld forces that had a slight advantage, and Liancheng was so frightened that his nose was fishy, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

While looking at the scar, Liancheng didn't forget to pay attention to the real-time gifts and the weekly list.

Taking rich fish as an example, the top 20 popular female anchors earn a lot of money, and the top 10 local tyrants on the list alone add up, and the gift money is more than five figures, and some even break through to six figures.

Liancheng compared the girl in the flower skirt and the female anchor on the Internet, the victory and defeat are decided, and the pure type is more in line with most people's aesthetics, but the requirements for the foundation are too high to take the pure route, and not every woman can control light makeup and nude makeup.

He thought about it carefully: "It seems a little feasible. ”

But he wasn't going to act rashly.

Turning out Scout He's phone in his trouser pocket, he called directly.

"Scout Ho?"

"Are you...... Oh, that's hard, oh no, Mr. Lian? Is it your girlfriend who has changed her mind? We Daewoo Entertainment are always open for her!"

"I'm sorry, it's not her. I understand that you are looking for talent, so I made this call with the intention of recommending someone to you. Big beauty, graduated from a professional music college, has a unique voice, and her singing skills are very good! Good at cover singing and imitation, I don't know if you are interested?"

He Xingtan cautiously replied: "Very interested." We at Daewoo Entertainment have been focusing on young music idols recently, and we are good at singing? There are many people who sing well, but most of them are not ideal. ”

Liancheng is waiting for this sentence.

"Then I'll send you a demo of the cover, you can ask a professional to appraise it, and it's better to tell me the result, and I'll tell that friend. He added another weight shamelessly: "I forgot to tell you that the girl you saw today, surnamed Wang, is a student of a high school in Zhaoping." I can't think of the rest for a while, hey, now this memory. ”

He Xingtan was very professional, and immediately replied: "My email is XXXXX@, and I can give you a receipt on the day I receive the demo." ”

"It was a pleasure to work with. Liancheng hung up.

Then he turned on the recorder and recorded her singing voice to the girl in the flower skirt.

Through the crack in the window, her singing voice whispered out. Zhang Haichao had just returned home from playing frantically, opening the window to ventilate, when he suddenly heard a faint ethereal voice floating from nowhere.

He froze in place, his pupils out of focus, and his eyes gradually revealed obsession.

"Xiaoqian, is it you?" Saying this, Zhang Haichao suddenly came to his senses, shivered viciously, hugged his chest and muttered: "How do I think of Xiaoqian of A Chinese Ghost Story." But it's still a nice song. ”

"It's kind of good, hey, I wish my girlfriend sang it. ”

He added, with a grudge.

Liancheng didn't know what was happening downstairs, he excitedly imagined the future, and while recording songs, he ignored a key fact, their original identity-

It's a ghost, an extraordinary ghost.