Above China Entertainment

Chapter 1: Get angry

In 2017, Imperial Capital.

Fan Longbing Studio.

At 10:30 pm, the building was empty.

In the dim office, only the dim light of the computer screen in the corner flickered.

A mountain of meat was squeezed into the chair, and the chair made an overwhelming creaking sound due to its huge size.

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

The uncut version of "Apple" is playing on the computer screen.

Fatty's eyes flashed with excitement as he stared at the screen.

Because he was too immersed in it, he didn't notice the footsteps coming from far and near behind him.

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

The fat man trembled in fright, turned his chair, and met Fan Longbing's cold eyes.

The fat man was so frightened that he fainted.

A new soul takes up residence in this body.

'The year is 2017, and the world is much the same as my last life. '

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

'For me, who aspires to become a copycat, this is a good thing. If they were all born, then I would still be a copycat! '

Wang Kun received the memory of this body, took control of the body, and turned his attention to the outside world.

Wang Kun was stunned. With his eyes squeezed into slits, he looked at Fan Longbing, who had a frosty face in front of him, and then looked at the apple that was still playing on the computer screen. Even with Wang Kun's face, he couldn't see it at this time. I feel a little embarrassed.

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

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

"You are fired!"

Fan Longbing laughed in anger. He took the salary he paid to him, played with his computer in his studio, and watched the videos shot by his boss. Do you call this an accident?
Wang Kun was very straightforward when he heard this. As he started to pack up his things, he whispered, "You are allowed to shoot, but you are not allowed to see it?"

"Go away, go away!"

Hearing this, Fan Longbing shivered with anger, pointed at the door, and told Wang Kun to pack his things and get out.

Wang Kunma quickly packed up his things, turned around and left.

"This body is really in bad shape. After just a few steps, I'm so exhausted that I'm out of breath. It seems I need to lose weight."

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

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

"Ding!"

A mechanical synthesized sound sounded deep in Wang Kun's soul.

"It has been detected that the host has a strong desire to lose weight, and the system is being bound!"

"Every time the host loses ten pounds of weight, he will receive a reward."

Wang Kun was so excited that all the fat in his body was trembling.

"And this good thing?"

Without saying a word, Wang Kun rushed to the community and ran away.

Ten minutes later, Wang Kun, who was as tired as a dead dog, was sitting on a bench in the community, breathing heavily.

"Mom, that uncle is so fat."

A little loli pointed at Wang Kun who was still on the bench and said to a young woman wearing sportswear.

"I'm sorry, the child is ignorant." The young woman apologized and said to the little Lolita, "Xiao Longyi, apologize to uncle quickly." Xiao Longyi's big black and shiny eyes rolled around and she said with a milky voice. , "I'm sorry to uncle."

"My surname is Wang, call me Uncle Wang." Wang Kun rolled his eyes.

Xiao Longyi was not afraid of strangers, so he stepped forward and said, "Uncle Wang, have you had a good rest? Let's go for a run together?"

"Uncle, take a rest for a while, you and your mother should run away first."

Wang Kun's heartbeat was beating fast and he was a little flustered. Could it be that he had just traveled through time and space again?

"Oh, bye uncle."

Xiao Longyi ran back to the young woman and waved to Wang Kun. The mother and daughter trotted and disappeared in front of Wang Kun.

After resting for a while, his violently beating heart calmed down.

Wang Kun looked like he had been fished out of water, and his whole body smelled of sweat.

Wang Kun didn't dare to run anymore and started walking slowly in the community.

"Cuckoo~"

Feeling a sense of hunger, Wang Kun went to a breakfast shop, bought a breakfast, and swallowed it in several bites.

The hunger in my stomach has not subsided at all, but has become stronger.

After fighting against hunger for a moment, Wang Kun gave in.

He turned around and asked for a few more breakfasts that were enough for a normal person. After swallowing them, his hunger subsided slightly.

Wang Kun seriously doubted that if he continued to eat like this, he would not be able to lose weight as fast as he was gaining weight.

After returning to the room, he took a shower and looked at the look in the mirror that was uglier than Zhu Bajie and his second uncle. Wang Kun understood that it was not the strange person Fan Longbing retched last night. Looking at this look, he thought...
"Yuck~"

Wang Kun hurriedly withdrew his gaze. He couldn't look at it any longer, and he didn't want to spit out the breakfast he had just eaten.

For the sake of the system's rewards, Wang Kun became ruthless.

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

"Ding!"

"The host has successfully lost ten pounds, and rewards are being distributed."

"Congratulations to the host for acquiring master-level 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 music ability rewarded by the system is not what Wang Kun wants most, Wang Kun is not dissatisfied.

You have to lose weight anyway, and now you can get rewards, so what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

What's more, this master-level musical ability is not simple.

It contains all-round capabilities such as composing, arranging, 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 decathlon senior musician!
With Wang Kun's height of 180cm and weight of 430 kilograms, even if he loses only ten kilograms, no change can be seen.

But anyway, it's a good start.

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

With master-level musical ability, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as Wang Kun is given time, he will be able to create classic songs one after another.

However, who wants to think hard and create something original when they can easily become a copywriter?
The memory of the previous life is a treasure second only to the system rewards. It may be an exaggeration to post so many classic songs one a day and not finish them until death.

But there’s nothing wrong with posting one song a month, and you won’t be able to finish it until you die, right?
"I have master-level musical ability, but my image, voice condition, and singing skills are not enough to support me to pursue the path of original singing. But I don't have much money just by selling songs."

For newcomers who are not well-known, even if their songs are of good quality, they will only earn tens of thousands of yuan per song.

Although there are many songs on Wang Kun's memory, none of them are cheap!
"I'm still impatient. What should I do with so many thoughts? This is the first reward of the system. Maybe the system will reward better abilities later."

Wang Kun laughed dumbly, stood up, moved his body, and walked slowly in the community.

(End of this chapter)