In 2017, the imperial capital.

Fan Takibing Studio.

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, the building was empty.

In the dimly lit office, only the faint light of the computer screen in the corner flickered.

A mountain of meat huddled into a chair, its sheer size making it creak overwhelmingly.

The fat man's face was covered with fat, and his eyes were squeezed until there was only a slit left.

On the computer screen, an uncut version of "Apple" is playing

The fat man's eyes flashed with excitement, and he stared at the screen.

Because he was so engrossed, he didn't notice the footsteps behind him.

"Am I good-looking?" Fan Lubing's face was gloomy and his tone was cold.

The fat man shuddered with fright, and the chair turned, meeting Fan Longbing's cold eyes.

The fat man was so frightened that he was so frightened that he gaggled directly.

A new soul has settled into this body.

It's 2017, and it's the same as the world in my last life. ’

Some classic movies and songs that should have been born were not born. ’

'It's a good thing for me, who aspires to become a copyist, if it's all born, then I'll copy a fart! ’

Wang Kun received the memories of this body, took control of the body, and focused his attention on the outside world.

Wang Kun was stunned, his eyes were squeezed into a slit, he looked at Fan Lubing, who had a frosty face in front of him, and then looked at the apple that was still playing on the computer screen.

"I said it was an accident, do you believe it?" Wang Kun sneered.

When you get up from the chair, it looks like a mountain of meat rising from the ground, bringing a strong visual impact.

"You're fired!"

Fan Lubing laughed angrily, took the salary he paid him, played with his computer in his studio, and watched the video made by the boss, do you call this an accident?

Wang Kun was also very simple when he heard this, and while he began to pack up his things, he muttered in a low voice, "You are allowed to shoot, but I am not allowed to watch it?" ”

"Get out, get out of here!"

Hearing this, Fan Lubing trembled with anger, pointed to the door, and asked Wang Kun to pack up his things and get out.

Wang Kun packed up his things and turned around to leave.

"This body is really bad, only a few steps, I am so tired and out of breath, it looks like I have to lose weight."

Wang Kun returned to the rental house, picked up a bottle of mineral water that compared his huge body, like an oral liquid, and drank it clean in one gulp.

In the early morning, it was not the alarm clock that woke Wang Kun up.

"Ding!"

A mechanical synthesis sound sounded in the depths of Wang Kun's soul.

"The host has been detected to have a strong desire to lose weight, and the system is binding!"

"For every ten pounds of weight lost by the host, they will be rewarded."

Wang Kun was excited, and the fat all over his body was trembling.

"And this good thing?"

Wang Kun didn't say a word, and rushed to the bottom of the community to run.

Ten minutes later, Wang Kun, who was as tired as a dead dog, was sitting on the community bench gasping for breath.

"Mom, that uncle is so fat."

A little Lori pointed to Wang Kun, who had not yet recovered from the bench, and said to a young woman in a sportswear.

"I'm sorry, the child is not sensible." The young woman looked apologetic, and said to Xiao Lori, "Xiao Longyi, apologize to your uncle quickly." ”

Xiao Longyi's big black and shiny eyes twitched, and he said in a milky voice, "I'm sorry to Uncle Xiang." ”

"My surname is Wang, and I am called Uncle Wang." Wang Kun rolled his eyes.

Xiao Longyi was not afraid of life, and stepped forward, "Uncle Wang, have you rested?" Let's run together, shall we? ”

"Uncle will rest for a while, you and your mother will run first."

Wang Kun's heart was beating hard, and he was a little flustered, wouldn't he just cross over again?

"Oh, goodbye, uncle."

Xiao Longyi ran back to the young woman and waved her hand at Wang Kun, and the mother and daughter trotted away in front of Wang Kun's eyes.

After resting for a while, the beating heart calmed down.

Wang Kun's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and he was covered in the smell of sweat.

Wang Kun didn't dare to run, and walked slowly in the community.

"Goo~"

A feeling of hunger came, Wang Kun came to a breakfast shop, bought a breakfast, and swallowed a few bites.

The hunger in my stomach did not subside in the slightest, but intensified.

After battling hunger for a moment, Wang Kun compromised.

Turning his head, he asked for a few more breakfasts that were enough for normal people to eat, and after swallowing them, his hunger decreased slightly.

Wang Kun seriously suspected that if he continued to eat like this, he would lose weight faster than he could keep up with the speed of growing meat.

returned to the room, took a shower, and looked at the appearance in the mirror that was uglier than Zhu Bajie and his second uncle, Wang Kun understood that it was really not strange for Fan Lubing to retch last night, and he looked at this appearance and thought...

"Gott~"

Wang Kun hurriedly withdrew his gaze, he couldn't look any more, don't spit out the breakfast he just ate.

For the reward of the system, Wang Kun can be regarded as ruthless.

After seven days in a row, I finally lost ten pounds.

"Ding!"

"The host has successfully lost ten pounds of weight, and the reward is being distributed..."

"Congratulations to the host for masterclass musical ability!"

A large number of memories suddenly poured into Wang Kun's mind, making Wang Kun's head feel a little swollen and painful.

Although the master-level musical ability rewarded by the system is not what Wang Kun wants most, Wang Kun is not dissatisfied.

Anyway, I have to lose weight, and now there are rewards to take, so what is there not to be satisfied with?

What's more, this masterful musical ability is not simple.

It contains a full range of capabilities such as composition, arrangement, recording, mixing, tuning, instrument playing, harmony writing, string writing, mastering post-production, etc.!

This means that Wang Kun has jumped from a music novice to a senior musician in the decathlon!

With Wang Kun's height of 180 and weight of 430 catties, he lost only ten catties, and he couldn't even see the change.

Either way, it's a good start.

Sitting on the bench, Wang Kun stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows lightly.

With master-level musical ability, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as Wang Kun is given time, it is enough to create classic songs.

However, if you can easily be a copyist, who wants to meditate hard and be original?

The memory of the previous life is a treasure second only to the system reward, so many classic songs, one a day, and it may be an exaggeration to send them until death.

But if you post one song a month, you can't send it until you die, right?

"I have master-level musical ability, but my own image, voice conditions, and singing skills are not enough to support me to take the path of original singing, but I don't have much money just by selling songs."

A newcomer who is not famous, even if the quality of the song is good, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars if a song dies.

Although Wang Kun has many songs with memory, none of them are sold cheaply!

"I'm still anxious, thinking about what to do so much, this is the first reward of the system, maybe the system will reward better abilities later."

Wang Kun smiled dumbly, got up and moved his body, and slowly paced in the community.