Be a Superstar With the System

After dinner, Gong Nanbei ordered a sardine takeaway to the captain.

When he returned to the room, the captain was hungry and meowing non-stop. It smelled fish from far away, and hurriedly circulated around the north and south feet of the palace.

Gong Nanbei put the plastic packing box on the ground, and the captain flew over, and what he ate was a delight.

Gong Nanbei turned around and sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and looked for a comedy show.

After eating and drinking, taking a shower, resting on the sofa, watching the joyous variety show on TV, hey, comfortable~

After the captain was full, he sat on the side of the sofa and started licking his fur to clean himself. Waiting for himself to be almost cleaned up, he ran to Gong Nan Bei.

Gong Nanbei rubbed its little head, and the captain made a comfortable grunt.

In the live broadcast room, more than 300,000 people watched the cat in the north and south of the palace~

The sky outside gradually darkened, Gong Nan Bei yawned and walked over to draw the curtains.

Then continue to sit on the sofa and watch TV. The TV shows a variety show, which feels similar to "Longing for Life".

The same is true of the two big boys and one kid, but this time it's not someone else coming to their homes as guests, but the two big boys taking the one kid to other people's homes to eat.

Watching a very happy show, two big friends have a lot of circles, one is responsible for funny, the other is responsible for cheering, and the small one is acting stupid and showing talent.

From time to time, Gong Nan Bei made a big laugh, the captain was a little sleepy, closed his eyes, and stepped on Gong Nan Bei's belly.

After a while, Gong Nanbei was also sleepy. He yawned and returned to the bed, charging his mobile phone. It is rare for today's fans to urge him to sing.

Everyone wants him to rest for a while and get out of grief sooner.

The captain nestled in the neck of the palace, sleeping sweetly.

......

Early the next morning, Gong Nanbei got up on the bed in a daze. He had a dream again last night. There were still some memory fragments, vague and without a clue.

As soon as he finished washing, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door to see, Wang Wangjiao rubbed his eyes and walked in. He had dark circles under his eyes and yawned, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

If you think about it, the little black fat guy can see dark circles under his eyes.

"Why are you stuck like this?"

"I recognize the bed. I can't sleep well in other places. Let's go have breakfast together and take you to the recording studio."

Gong Nanbei's eyes lit up when he heard that he had breakfast. He turned around and picked up the phone, put the captain in the cat bag and put his back behind him, saying: "Let's go."

Seeing the glare of Gong Nanbei's eyes, Wang Wangjiao remembered that the man in front of him had 14 dishes and a pot of soup last night!

At the moment he coughed gently: "You are always overeating like this, which is very bad for your health, and we are going to record songs soon. Don't eat too much, which will affect our voice."

Gong Nanbei nodded with regret. He can eat, but these are not for free.

When he first came to this world before, he was only one hundred twenty thirty catties, and he looked malnourished.

But now Gong Nanbei, his weight is almost 150, looks very well-proportioned, his face is also much rosy, these are the system strengthening, and the changes brought by his diet during this period.

Uh, well, he admits that the main reason is gluttony~ he is a foodie~

Under the supervision of Wang Mong Kok, only ten buns were eaten in the north and south of the breakfast palace.

Looking at Gong Nanbei's aggrieved expression, Wang Wangjiao was speechless, ten buns! Eat two breakfasts yourself and you’ll be full, you eat ten grievances!

There is a recording studio on the opposite side of the road. When Wang Wangjiao had breakfast, he called the other party. Because there were too many songs in the north and south of the palace, the other party felt that it would not be enough to record them all in one day, so they came earlier.

The specifications of the recording studio are not big, there are only two recording studios, but although the sparrow is small and complete, plus the recording engineer and Wang Wangjiao are old friends, the price is not high after negotiation. But since Gong Nanbei didn't plan to join Fengtian Media, he could only take the money.

Fortunately, the friendship price is very cheap, one hundred yuan an hour, if it is in a larger recording studio, it will cost at least three hundred.

This little money can be affordable, anyway, he will soon become a multi-millionaire~

There are only three staff in the recording studio, the owner and his wife, one is a sound engineer, one is a tuner, and then there is an apprentice.

The boss is a sound engineer, he is about 1.8 meters tall, he has dirty braids, and he can't use a thick gold chain to leash the dog, and his clothes are hip-hop style. The lady boss dresses similarly to him. She is about six meters tall and wears a pair of high heels that can reach ten centimeters. I don't know if my hair is dyed or bleached, but my eyes are yellow.

The little student is about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is skinny like a skeleton, with green hair, wearing a T-shirt, and the two leaking arms are covered with colorful tattoos.

When Gong Nanbei first saw the three of them, he thought which eldest brother had entered.

The three of them don't look at their outfits a little differently, but they are all nice and polite in speaking.

Several people introduced each other. The boss was named Wang Qiu, the wife was named Zhao Jing, and the pupil was named Gu Nai. After waiting for them to know their names, Gong Nanbei gave his mobile phone to Wang Wangjiao and asked him to broadcast the live broadcast. The captain also let it out, letting it out.

The other mobile phone was given to Wang Qiu, which contained all the songs and soundtracks of Gong Nan Bei.

When Wang Qiu first started, he didn't take it too seriously, thinking that Gongnan Bei was just a small piece of fresh meat under Wang Wangjiao.

But when he opened the folder and heard the soundtrack for the first time, he was a little stunned.

Then I can’t wait to click on the second, third, and fourth.

He spent an hour just listening to these accompaniments! During the period, Zhao Jing and Gu Nai taught Gong Nan Bei how to record songs in the studio.

When Wang Qiu listened to the soundtrack, Wang Wangjiao sat behind him.

After Wang Qiu listened to these soundtracks, he silently put down his headphones and lit a cigarette.

"How is the quality of these songs?" Wang Wangjiao seemed to ask carelessly.

Wang Qiu smiled bitterly: "If you take out any song, it can be used as the main song. It's all good songs! Fengtian is really a big business, just a little fresh meat, you are all willing to have this kind of ruthless book. !"

Wang Wangjiao smiled when he heard it, and took out a cigarette in his arms and lit it to smoke.

"He wrote this song himself"

"Hahaha, stop making trouble, Brother Wang"

"No trouble, really"

"You mean, where are these dozen or so capitals?"

"Well, otherwise do you really think that Fengtian resources are brought by strong winds?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu looked at the recording studio with shocked eyes. Through the glass, he could clearly see the pure rookie in the north and south of the palace, looking curious at everything.

He wrote these songs?

Looking at the young and sunny face, Wang Qiu felt for the first time that he might be really old.