I really don't want to be famous

Chapter 3 Can You Lend Me Your Guitar

【Daily Tasks】

Selected 3. [Long · I am the God of Songs (80.00)] Sing for the patient in the room, making their emotional value reach [-]% (positive or negative), reset if failed.

Mission Progress: 0%
Task reward: a song study card (blue)
The task is quite difficult, otherwise the reward will not give a blue card.

Xu Yang raised his head and looked around. This ward is basically filled with middle-aged and elderly people. The only clinical person is a young lady who just finished the operation, and she has to chat with the little nurse for a long time every day.

Xu Yang took a sideways glance: the face just after the operation was a little pale, but the facial features were quite delicate, and his long hair was spread limply behind him, and the small red hairpin on his head added a lot of color. Needless to say, it was the little nurse who inserted it for her. With her hands folded in front of her abdomen, she quietly stared at the ceiling in a daze.

A proper little beauty.

"What song should I sing..." Xu Yang looked at the little hairpin on the young lady's head and frowned while thinking.

This parallel world is very weird, very similar to the earth, but has many differences.

Take the place where Xu Yang is now as an example: Xiaguo Zhou City in Zhongzhou.

It's a very strange name. Xu Yang only found out after checking the information. It's so outrageous.

The reason why this planet is called a red star is because its clouds are surrounded by an unknown red cloud, so that the whole planet looks red from the outside.

Scientists on this planet have not researched the reason for that circle of red clouds. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, it is just a cloud dyed red. Except for a very small number of paranoid people, no one is willing to study it. It's useless.

If there was no red cloud, this planet would have to be called Blue Star, because 80.00% of the entire planet is sea water, which is very similar to the earth, but the distribution of continents on it is particularly awesome.

Red Star has a total of nine continents, namely Central Continent, East Continent, West Continent, North Continent, South Continent, Southeast Continent, Northeast Continent, Southwest Continent, and Northwest Continent.

The continents are distributed completely according to their names, and eight continents in all directions surround the largest continent in the middle—Central Continent.

But the layout of Xia Kingdom opened Xu Yang's eyes. It has no provinces, only municipalities directly under the central government, and the capital is Xiadu in the central part.

These municipalities are all named after dynasties, including the capital, which is four super-first-tier cities: Xiadu, Qinshi, Tangshi, and Mingshi.

Zhoushi, where Xu Yang lives, is considered a first-tier city, which is equivalent to Hangzhou on Earth, so the little nurse who owns two buildings is really a rich man, a complete charter girl.

Because there are no provinces, the area of ​​these municipalities is generally much larger.

In addition to these differences, there is also an important difference in celebrity culture.

The specifics are too complicated, and Xu Yang doesn't quite understand, he can't figure it out so clearly, he just knows the general idea.

Sure enough, no matter in what time and space, greed is the greatest enemy of peace.

For this third mission, there are no songs like those on Earth on Red Star, not only songs, literary masterpieces, film and television works, etc. are completely different.

"So I can sing songs from the earth?" Xu Yang's eyes widened. Then the difficulty of the task will plummet, quack quack...

However, Xu Yang thought that he didn't seem to be very good at singing, and now he didn't know if he could sing well with his voice, it was all a problem.

Before his rebirth, Xu Yang spent most of his time in the dormitory except for his daily training and missions. He either played games or read novels and listened to music. He was a proper otaku.

But listening to music and singing are really two different things. Even if he is listening to music, Xu Yang can’t remember too many song titles or lyrics. He is like most people. Yes, very familiar. ’ But they don’t know what the name of the song is or how to sing the next verse.

After a little recollection, Xu Yang found sadly that he seemed to remember only a few songs, and not all of them, which made him very uncomfortable.

Songs that can mobilize the emotions of this group of people...

Seemingly realizing that she was being stared at all the time, the young lady in the next bed turned around from her dazed state, turned her head slightly, and saw the handsome kid next to her frowning.

What happened to your face?
Why are you staring at me like that?
The little sister was very puzzled, and reached out to touch it, only then remembered the little hairpin that the little nurse inserted for herself just now.

Could it be that this brother...

Combined with how the two of them got along these few days, the young lady felt that she seemed to have discovered something.

"interesting……"

A certain boy who was scratching his head didn't know the TV series that the young lady was imagining, but his train of thought was interrupted by the movement of the other party touching his head.

He also felt that it was really impolite to stare at him for a long time, so Xu Yang smiled apologetically at the young lady.

Wang Xuan also smiled back. She propped herself up on the pillow and looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.

"It's really weak now, where did it go?"

"Oh yes, under the bed."

"Hello, that, can I trouble you to get something for me?" Wang Xuan raised her head and asked Xu Yang for help.

Xu Yang was startled, then nodded.

"Right under my bed, there's a guitar."

"oh oh."

Xu Yang looked down, and sure enough there was a guitar case lying quietly under her bed.

Yo, she is still a literary lady.

"Do you need me to open it for you?"

"OK, thanks."

Xu Yang opened the box, and there was a gradient-colored folk guitar inside, with some beautiful patterns on it, which should have been pasted by the young lady herself.

"Here, are you bored?"

Xu Yang handed over the guitar.

"Yeah, it's more itchy hands, and I haven't touched it for several days." Wang Xuan took it, hugged it in her arms and smiled.

"Then my ears are blessed. After all, the young lady is so beautiful, and she must play very well." Xu Yang put the box aside and sat on the bed smilingly looking at the young lady who was tuning.

"You really know how to praise people. It doesn't sound that good. It's just that you played it for a long time."

Only now did Wang Xuan's pale cheeks turn a little rosy, making her look charming.

"I understand, I understand, we need to be humble, hehehe." Xu Yang shifted his eyes from the little sister and landed on the hospital bed next to her.

It was an elderly couple, and the old lady was lying on the bed. Xu Yang heard from the little nurse that gastric cancer was in the advanced stage, probably next year.

The old man held a small bowl and carefully fed the rice soup bit by bit. In her current state, she can only eat some rice soup every day, and after a while, she will probably only be able to infuse nutrient solution.

Although it was very difficult to swallow when drinking, the old lady still took the rice soup fed by the uncle one by one, without any uncomfortable expression on her wrinkled face.

While feeding, the old man wiped the soup leaking from her mouth with a handkerchief, his skinny face was full of tenderness.

"Hey, grandpa sleeps here these days so that he can take care of grandma at night. It's great."

At some point, Wang Xuan, who had finished tuning, said a word. She was also looking at the old couple, and her words were full of emotion and yearning.

Longing for this beautiful love under the sunset, even if it is on the verge of going down the mountain, there is still that person by my side.

This is something that girls find extremely romantic.

Xu Yang's heart was also full of emotions, but his thoughts suddenly became smooth at this moment.

"Uh, miss, can I borrow your guitar?"

"what?"

"No other meaning, just want to sing a song for them."

(End of this chapter)