Chapter 94

The more Zhai Da thought about it, the more he felt that "self-creating" songs was no problem. 【Dynamic MP3】 had no restrictions on tracks. Even such a niche thing as "Big Man" could work, and in theory, he could do it himself.

As long as the quality is not too bad and it doesn't fall out of the judgment range of "music" and be judged as "noise" by the system.

Even if he doesn't write it himself, finding someone to write a "proposition essay" should be fine?

If there are special "learning divine songs," "sports divine songs," and "cooking divine songs," it is equivalent to adding a layer of buff to all aspects of life...

It can be considered a long-term item. He can't do it in a short time, and he doesn't know how to write songs. The part of music that has something to do with him is probably just the lower half of the first word.

Another long-term item is also quite outrageous, that is, the unsealing task of 【Dynamic MP3】:

"Accumulatively lose 50KG of fat..."

His total body weight is only 74KG, and losing 50 would shave the bones clean without tendons.

The only way is to grind time. Fat will eventually grow slowly, forming a dynamic balance with consumption, and then rely on time accumulation to complete it, and finally obtain the exclusive BGM.

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The next morning, Zhai Da woke up and found that it was indeed as he expected. The unsealing task actually had 0.1KG progress.

This is obviously produced by normal metabolism. The number should be rounded, only showing the 0.1 level, but if you rely purely on this, this task will probably take a year or two...

Today, the "list" at the school gate still stands, and there are still many people surrounding it. It is estimated that it will not be removed until the college entrance exam, and then it will be vacant to announce the end of everyone's youth.

The dean of students who had met once before was squatting on a daily basis. His serious face made every student passing by feel great pressure, and he stood behind several unlucky ones, waiting to be dealt with because of appearance and grooming problems.

Until Zhai Da passed by, letting everyone know that the dean of students could also smile like a sweet girl.

"Zhai Da is here~ come in quickly!"

That tone is like "Guest, please come in~"

Zhai Da suddenly understood why the sect geniuses in cultivation novels were so arrogant...

Arrogance is indeed not illegal.

If he raises another twenty points, the principal will be sweeter than first love when he sees him.

Campus life is still smooth and efficient. Math is still Zhai Da's main melody. The math score of 152 is already at the "Heavenly Spirit Root" level in Textile Middle School, but there is still 48 points of room for improvement, and most of it comes from "additional questions."

This is also an area where Zhai Da cannot cheat. 【Book of High School Mathematics (Lu Wei Edition)】 does not involve Olympiad content, and Olympiad is obviously not something that can be solved by rote memorization with 【Literary Girl's Pen】.

Today, five more classmates were missing in the class. The release of the third mock exam results also represents the end of more youth dreams, and the number of students in the class officially fell below the 50 mark.

Although the relationship may not be very good, occasionally getting up and finding that a certain desk is empty, Zhai Da will also be in a daze for a while.

Recalling for a long time, who that past belonged to.

Or whose past it belongs to.

On the blackboard behind, the number representing the countdown to the college entrance exam has entered the 1-digit opening.

There are 19 days left.

And below the number is the leaf sticky note that Zhai Da posted before.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, stirring the paper on the desk. Zhai Da looked back, someone opened the window.

So the sunset and sunset took the opportunity to send the twilight wind, and entangled with the curtains.

Zhai Da's brain was empty, and he watched for a long time.

Then he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of this scene with the pixel-moving camera.

That blurry image quality unique to the cottage phone might be called the way "memory" should be many years later.

Lin Lin Shuyao, who was studying, raised her head and saw Zhai Da in the same frame as the sunset, leaving only a black silhouette.

She also emptied her brain and watched for a long time.

Sometimes she doesn't know what she is thinking, like many girls of this age.

But at this moment, it is really hard to extricate herself.

Subconsciously, Lin Lin Shuyao took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the sunset and Zhai Da.

But forgot to mute.

"Click"

Zhai Da turned his head and stared at Lin Lin Shuyao strangely: "What are you doing?"

"Do... I mean I didn't do anything..."

Lin Lin Shuyao turned her head guiltily, her voice out of tune: "Just taking pictures of the sunset... it's beautiful"

Zhai Da didn't comment. If it was just taking pictures of the sunset, he wouldn't have such a big reaction... he didn't open the sunset.

But from that angle just now, he thought she was stealing a picture of his butt...

Forget it, although this girl is a bit unreliable, she shouldn't have reached the level of a pervert.

Looking at the time, it's time to go.

Zhai Da quickly packed his schoolbag and left the classroom.

Zhai Da's departure did not affect the students in the class from continuing to be attracted by today's sunset. Even those who were still studying couldn't help but look up and stare out the window in a daze.

Liu Meng said foolishly: "What a pity, I didn't bring my phone today... It's really beautiful."

Another girl on the side said: "Didn't Zhai Da take a picture just now? Maybe he will post it on the blog later."

"Blog?"

"Yes, 'Quilt Explorer,' he has been updating, and every article has tens of thousands of views!"

For most high school students, blog is a relatively niche platform. They play QQ space the most, while blog sounds like something belonging to adults.

So for tens of thousands of views, it feels like a fantasy.... The QQ space they carefully arranged, if four or five people came to see it in a day, they would be so excited that they couldn't sleep.

"Tens of thousands of views? How can there be so many?"

That girl knew a little more and explained: "Zhai Da is now an internet celebrity, and the whole network has more than 100,000 followers."

This number made the classmates even more unable to understand...

If the internet has a contempt chain, then at this time node, "blog" users can obviously crush "QQ space" users. The girl showed off:

"I tell you, blog and QQ space are different. It can make money! I heard from my cousin that Zhai Da's account, with a click of a finger, can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year easily. He must be very rich!"

"Really? Tens of thousands of yuan? My dad only earns 20,000 or 30,000 a year...."

"Why would I lie to you? You don't play, you don't know. 'Quilt Explorer' is very popular on the internet now. Many celebrities quote 'Zhai Da's' words... Do you know Xu Jinglei? She forwarded Zhai Da's things two days ago."

Clearly sitting in the same classroom, but some people's tentacles have extended to places everyone doesn't understand...

At this time, a boy suddenly said: "Lin Lin Shuyao, don't you like Zhai Da? Do you know about this?"

Lin Lin Shuyao likes Zhai Da. This matter has long been no secret in the class. The original rumors have been confirmed by Lin Lin Shuyao's own actions, and she no longer denies this matter.

Although she hasn't figured out many things herself, and her motivation is different from what most people guessed.

But this boy asked like this, it carried a bit of jealousy and aggressiveness, especially suddenly involving "money."

There is a negative psychology of "damaging and belittling" if you can't get it, wanting to connect Lin Lin Shuyao's liking with money.

Lin Lin Shuyao, who had already divided a few thoughts to listen, didn't raise her head: "I don't know."

It's difficult to say a word on weekdays... where would she know so much.

"... Don't you care? He is so rich?"

Lin Lin Shuyao raised her head and looked at the boy calmly:

"Does this have anything to do with it... I don't like him because he is rich..."

The other party paused, looked away guiltily...

Lin Lin Shuyao lowered her head and continued to study.

But she was also thinking about why... and finally felt inexplicably irritable.

More uncomfortable than not knowing what she was thinking.

Is not knowing why she thinks so..

But she knows one thing, that is, hearing that Zhai Da is "rich," she really has no waves, and even feels...

Zhai Da... should be like this.