Chapter 89: He Should Be Like This

The more Zhai Da thought about it, the more he felt that "self-creating" a song was no problem. The [Dynamic MP3] didn't have restrictions on tracks. Even a niche thing like 《Big Man》 could work, so theoretically, he could make one himself without any problem.

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

It didn't even need to be written by himself. Finding someone to write a "designated topic essay" should also work?

If there were specialized "learning divine songs," "exercise divine songs," and "cooking divine songs," it would be equivalent to adding a layer of buff to all aspects of life...

It could be considered a long-term item. He couldn't make it in a short time. He didn't know how to write songs. The part of the word "music" that had a relationship with him was probably only the lower half of the first character.

Another long-term item was also quite outrageous, which was the unsealing task of the [Dynamic MP3]’s special effect:

"Accumulatively lose 50KG of fat..."

His total body weight was only 74KG. Losing 50 would mean shaving the bones clean without tendons.

The only way was to grind time. Fat would eventually grow slowly, forming a dynamic balance with consumption, then relying on time accumulation to complete it, and finally obtaining the exclusive BGM.

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

(0.1/50)

This was obviously produced by normal metabolism. The number should be rounded, only showing the 0.1 level. However, if he purely relied on this thing, this task would probably take a year or two...

The "list" at the school gate today still stood, and it was still surrounded by many people. It was estimated that it would not be removed until the college entrance examination, and then it would wait for the announcement of the end of everyone’s youth.

The dean of students, who had met once before, was guarding it daily. The serious face made every passing student feel great pressure, and there were several unlucky ones standing behind, waiting to be processed because of grooming issues.

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

"Zhai Da is here~ hurry in!"

That tone was like "Customer, please come in~"

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

Arrogance really didn't break the law.

If he raised another twenty points, the principal would also be sweeter than his first love when seeing him.

Campus life was still smooth and efficient. Math was still Zhai Da’s main theme. A math score of 152 was already at the "Heavenly Spiritual Root" level in Mao Textile Middle School, but there was still 48 points of room for improvement, and most of it came from "additional questions."

This was also an area where Zhai Da couldn't cheat. [High School Math Book (Lu Wei Version)] didn't involve Olympiad content, and Olympiad obviously couldn't be solved by rote memorization with the [Literary Girl’s Pen].

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

Although the relationship might not be very good, occasionally getting up and finding that a certain desk was empty, Zhai Da would also be distracted for a while.

Recalling for a long time, who it belonged to in the past.

Or whose past it belonged to.

On the blackboard at the back, the number representing the countdown to the college entrance examination had already entered the 1-digit opening.

19 days left.

And below the number, it was the leaf sticky note that Zhai Da had posted before.

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

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

Zhai Da’s brain emptied, and he watched for a long time.

Afterward, he took out his phone and used the pixel-moving camera to take a picture of this scene.

The blurry image quality unique to those knock-off phones might, years later, be called the way "memories" are supposed to look.

Lin Shuyao, who was studying, looked up and saw Zhai Da in the same frame as the evening glow, leaving only a black silhouette.

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

Sometimes she didn't know what she was thinking, like many girls of this age.

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

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

But she forgot to mute it.

"Click"

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

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

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

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

But from that angle, he thought she was secretly taking pictures 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 was time to go.

Zhai Da quickly packed his schoolbag and left the classroom.

Zhai Da leaving didn't affect the classmates in the class from continuing to be attracted by today’s evening glow. Even those who were still studying couldn't help but look up constantly, staring at the outside of the window in a daze.

Liu Meng said foolishly: "Pity, I didn't bring my phone today... it’s really beautiful."

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

"Blog?"

"Yes, 'Bed Explorer,' he has been updating it, and every post has tens of thousands of views!"

For most high school students, a blog is a relatively niche platform. They play QQ Space at most, while a blog sounds like something that belongs to adults.

So for tens of thousands of views, they felt it was a fantasy.... The QQ Space they carefully decorated, if four or five people came to see it in a day, they would be so excited 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 a celebrity on the internet now, with over 100,000 followers across the entire network."

This number made the classmates call it incomprehensible...

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

"Let me tell you, a blog is different from QQ Space, it can earn money! I heard from my cousin that Zhai Da’s account, with a few clicks of his fingers, can easily earn tens of thousands of yuan a year. He must be very rich!"

"Really? Tens of thousands? My dad only earns twenty or thirty thousand a year..."

"Why would I lie to you? You don't play, so you don't know. 'Bed Explorer' is very popular on the internet now, and many celebrities quote 'Zhai Da’s' text... Do you know Xu Jinglei? She even forwarded Zhai Da’s stuff 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 Shuyao, don't you like Zhai Da? Do you know about this?"

Lin Shuyao likes Zhai Da, this matter had long been no secret in the class. The original rumors had been confirmed by Lin Shuyao with her own actions, and she no longer denied this matter.

Although she didn't figure out many things herself, and her motivation was different from what most people guessed.

But the boy asking this was somewhat jealous and aggressive, especially when it was suddenly linked to "money."

There was a psychology of "denigrating" out of jealousy, wanting to link Lin Shuyao’s liking to money.

Lin Shuyao, who had already listened with a few points of attention, didn't even lift her head: "I don't know."

It was difficult to say a word usually... where would she know so much.

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

Lin Shuyao looked up and looked at the boy calmly:

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

The other party paused and looked away guiltily...

Lin Shuyao lowered her head and continued to study.

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

It was more uncomfortable than not knowing what she was thinking.

It was not knowing why she thought this way..

But she knew one thing, and that was that she felt no waves when hearing Zhai Da was "rich," and even felt...

Zhai Da... should be like this.