My ability is the original god, please enlighten me!

The harmonica activity room on the third floor.

Just as Zheng Wu pushed open the door, he saw several strange eyes cast in front of him.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Zheng Wu was a little puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like you are looking at a giant panda?"

There were only Zhong Zhenglin and Wei Jingsi in the event room. The other couple seemed to be getting married today...ah no, it was the confession anniversary, and they went out on a date, so the three big men were left here for the meeting.

"You may be more famous than giant pandas now." Zhong Zhenglin sighed, and then showed joy: "But this way, in addition to Wei Jingsi's big killer, we have another killer weapon for recruiting new recruits in November this year! "

"So what's the matter?" Zheng Wu looked at Zhong Zhenglin, and seemed to think of something: "It has something to do with my performance at Qingshan University last time?"

"Brother Wu," Wei Jingsi said with a little admiration, "You are famous."

Then Wei Jingsi handed over the mobile phone with a bright blue shell, and a certain video was playing on it.

"Huh?" Zheng Wu took the phone, a little puzzled, and took a closer look.

"Fuck!!"

"Shock!The strange man who yelled "Fuck" on stage performed so perfectly! "

p1 is the reaction on the spot after he yelled out the classic sentence.

p2 is his playing.

Play volume: [-].

ah this...

The corners of Zheng Wu's mouth twitched.

"That's only [-] views, it's still far from being famous."

Zheng Wu looked at the playback volume and heaved a sigh of relief, it's okay.

The society is dead, but not completely dead.

"Brother," Zheng Wu looked at Zhong Zhenglin with a 'kind' smile, "You don't want to use this video of mine to recruit newcomers, do you?"

"Look at this perfect performance bro,"

Zhong Zhenglin came over and put his arms around his shoulders, smiling like a capitalist:

"Art is inherently free and unrestrained. Do you have the heart to let your perfect performance be buried in an unknown corner?"

"I only know that you, brother, want me to label a weirdo in front of my juniors! Deadly scissor lock!"

Zheng Wufan locked his shoulders and pressed him to the ground.

"Put away your evil thoughts!"

"I don't, I would rather die than surrender!"

The old man who was crushed on the ground stretched his neck and slapped the floor with a hard look on his face!

"Deadly hydraulic clamp!"

"Ah, Sisi save me!!"

Wei Jingsi looked at the two fighting on the ground and sighed.

"Zheng Lin, stop making trouble, and respect Brother Wu's wishes, but..." After a pause, Wei Jingsi looked at Zheng Wu, with a look of pity on his beautiful face, and couldn't help making another suggestion: "Brother Wu Your performance this time is really good, how about we cut out your last speech and use it to recruit new ones?"

"That's fine."

Zheng Wu said it was acceptable.

"How can that be!"

Zhong Zhenglin on the ground jumped up like a salted fish.

"That sentence is the essence!!"

"Deadly steamroller!"

"what!!!"

Zhong Zhenglin died at the age of 24.

Looking at the elder brother whose soul was floating out of his mouth, Zheng Wu clapped his hands and stood up.

"Brother Wu, why on earth did you..." After a pause, the gentle Wei Jingsi really couldn't make out that sentence, "Will you suddenly be like that?"

Wei Jingsi was a little curious, he felt that Zheng Wu should not be the kind of person who is surprised at first glance.

After all, Zheng Wu was his idol in junior high school.

"That, that is..." Zheng Wu thought for a few seconds, and then expressed the general situation in his heart at that time: "At that time, I saw a person I had offended in the audience, so I was a little surprised."

"That super beautiful girl??" Zhong Zhenglin suddenly came to life when he heard this.

"Super beautiful girl?" Wei Jingsi was also a little curious.

"She is indeed a very beautiful girl." Zheng Wu smiled bitterly, "But it's not the kind of offending you imagined, and I don't have that kind of relationship with her. I just robbed her before and let her treat me Feeling very angry."

"That's it, that's good," Zhong Zhenglin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Zheng Wu is not a scumbag, otherwise he would have hesitated to hand over the technical department to Zheng Wu.

"Is that so..." Wei Jingsi fell into deep thought, always thinking that this matter should not be that simple, what could he steal to make Brother Wu have such a big reaction after seeing that girl?

Wei Jingsi glanced at Zheng Wu who was smiling wryly, and seeing that he didn't continue to speak, he hesitated for a while, and then didn't ask again.

Seeing that Zhong Zhenglin wanted to continue asking, Wei Jingsi interrupted him and said, "Chenglin, tell me quickly, what is the main purpose of this meeting, apart from the end-of-term roadshow in a month's time, there shouldn't be anything else to do. .”

"Ah, almost." Zhong Zhenglin was about to ask again, but when Wei Jingsi said this, he continued: "The main reason is that the club will be on duty to teach again next week. Let's discuss the candidates and content of the duty."

"It's your turn to be on duty next week, brother, and it's our last shift before the end-of-semester roadshow." Zhong Zhenglin gave a reminder: "Remember to announce the situation of our end-of-semester roadshow to the members after the shift. Think."

"Well, let me explain the numbered musical notation." Wei Jingsi nodded, looked at Zheng Wu and said, "Brother Wu, let's take the microphone and stereo. Next week, I want to speak with the music."

"I'm fine, but Jing Si, you should be on duty for the first time." Zheng Wu was a little worried: "Do you need me to practice with you in advance?"

"No need, Brother Wu, you still have a part-time job at night, and you also have an ensemble..." Wei Jingsi paused, but began to worry about Zheng Wu: "That member named Li Shengnan, is there any progress in the practice piece?"

"I've already taught all the pieces I should teach," Zheng Wu responded, "Shengnan should probably have practiced in the past few weeks. After all, she is still very hardworking. I just call her to come over and get used to it when I am on duty next week."

"Yeah, we must get used to it more." Zhong Zhenglin interrupted suddenly.

"Brother, why did you suddenly show such a disgusting expression?"

"Brother, you don't understand, this is the care of the elders for the younger generation."

......

An ordinary day passed.

While laughing and playing, Zheng Wu bid farewell to his fellow club members, and walked out of the club activity room with his big backpack on his back.

Zheng Wu, who finished the day's class and finished the previous homework at one time, and had a meeting at night, is now finally able to go home.

Stepping out of the school gate, the humidity in the air made Zheng Wu couldn't help but look up.

The sky was gloomy, the stars and the moon were covered, it seemed that it was going to rain soon, so I had to go home quickly.

As he walked in a hurry, he couldn't help thinking of recent events:

Duel with Winnie, win with Xiao Hei, fight with the boss, and exercise with Chris...

Unknowingly, the ordinary daily life I was used to in the past feels extremely rare now.

pat.

Stepping on a small puddle, Zheng Wu looked around, feeling a little dazed.

The streets of Qingshan City at night are bustling and dazzling, with the hustle and bustle of the crowd mixed with traffic, and the turbid desire flashing in the feasting and feasting.

Carrying a backpack and walking on the street, Zheng Wu feels like he has blended in with all living beings, but at the same time seems to be out of tune with all living beings.

People around are coming and going, they are in a hurry to run for their lives.

what about me?

Zheng Wu couldn't help asking himself.

Originally, I was an ordinary person like them, but now I have become a participant.

Then what should I do?

The steps that he took gradually became illusory, and Zheng Wu couldn't help but think of the reason why he became a participant.

Is it really just for the pursuit of extraordinary power?

He admitted that he was interested in supernatural powers, but only very much.

It's not necessary yet.

Even if he loses this power, Zheng Wu will just be a little depressed, and then go back to his daily life.

So is it to go to another world to see the fantasy scenery, to see the game characters who have accompanied me for more than four years?

Nor is it.

For the game characters, Zheng Wu has the mentality of meeting idols. He will be delighted if he sees them, but he will only sigh with regret if he doesn't see them.

There is only one real reason.

He wanted to break with the status quo, a status quo that had been stagnant for four years.

The dark-haired young man lowered his eyes, and as the lights flashed, he seemed to overlap with the figure of the past, never changing.

Even when he gained power, he never took a step forward.

There was a voice in my ear.

It is an emotional, soulful voice.

Zheng Wu turned his head to look.

It was a man who sang in the street.

"Run forward to meet cold eyes and ridicule..."

Holding a dilapidated guitar in his hand, his clothes were stained with a little dust, and his ordinary face screamed hard about his dreams.

People around stopped for it, or ridiculed, or sighed, or admired, but none of them could affect the young man with closed eyes.

Zheng Wu, who was carrying a backpack, looked enviously, and turned away.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Zheng Wu returned home with an inexplicable sense of heaviness.

To his surprise, the sound of the TV came from the dimly lit living room.

The faint light illuminated a petite silhouette.

Chris, who was wearing pajamas, curled up on the sofa, her long pink hair was loose, her soft and white thighs were hugged in her arms, and her small toes trembled slightly in the air.

Today is her birthday.

The bright red pupils watched the images on the TV quietly, and Chris seemed to remember that a long time ago, she also sat with her family and watched the old TV that didn't know what was playing.

Talking, laughing, very warm.

Now it was deserted, dark, and extraordinarily lonely.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and Chris glanced at Zheng Wu who walked in, but did not speak.

The strong spirit turned Chris's emotions into substance, making him speechless and silent.

After a while, Zheng Wu put down his backpack, turned around, and ran out of the house.

Only a pair of bright red pupils remained in place.

But not long after, the door was opened again.

The moment the dim light enters the living room——

"Christina!!"

A powerful voice followed, breaking the loneliness and darkness.

She saw a cake with lovely pink candles on it.

The candlelight illuminated Zheng Wu's silly face that was wet by the rain.