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Chapter 11 The Author Can Write Songs

Chapter 11 The Author Can Write Songs

Zhang Ze's excellent performance drew cheers from many people. He was handsome and handsome while holding the guitar and playing and singing. It can be said that he captured the hearts of many girls present at once.

Even the eyes of Jiang Hanxin, who was standing aside, were a little shaken. The boy in front of her was good-looking, and he played and sang the guitar very well, even far surpassing her. This was the first time she met him since she was in this school. such a person.

Looking at that side face, for a moment, I felt that the man was like a prince charming, but he didn't have a white horse mount, which inevitably made her, a little girl, a nympho.

But she, Jiang Hanxin, is not a very open person, how could she reveal this inner phenomenon as a lady?

Of course Zhang Ze didn't notice the way Jiang Hanxin looked at him. Now he seemed to be under the spotlight of everyone. For a while, he didn't come out of this pretentious scene.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the practice task. Guitarist skill points +3. Now your guitarist skill is 3/100." The mechanical sound of the system sounded in Zhang Ze's mind, which awakened the young man who was gradually falling into the applause of the audience. people.

Practice mission?turn out to be.This check-in system turns out to have hidden missions!

This is also Zhang Ze's encounter with this situation. Unexpectedly, the system gave him a routine of killing monsters and upgrading to do tasks.

"So you can play the guitar!" Gu Yue, the president of the Literature Club, returned to Zhang Ze's side and said.

Originally, Gu Yue just wanted to make fun of Zhang Ze, joking with him, after all, he was a member of the club, and his relationship with Zhang Ze was not bad, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ze would do this. He never mentioned it before.

"I've learned a little bit." It's hard to say that Zhang Ze was sent by the system to sign in. This kind of thing only appears in novels. If it appears in reality, it is really too difficult to understand.

He and Gu Yueke got in the way, and returned the guitar to the original owner.

Jiang Hanxin seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it for a long time. Although Zhang Ze felt that Jiang Hanxin was good-looking, he didn't have any thoughts of striking up a conversation.

Not close to women, okay.

Zhang Ze and Gu Yue lined up the crowd. At this time, some girls he didn't know began to ask him for WeChat. They were all from the guitar club. After all, everyone in his literature club had his WeChat.

Zhang Ze was not stingy either, he gave it to anyone who asked for WeChat, and they all agreed, which caused a burst of jokes in Gu Yue.

"Are you taking over the harem?"

Zhang Ze gave him a white look, but didn't say anything.

Sometimes, he really convinced himself that he was a senior, he was not serious, and always came to make fun of him, a serious junior.

But jokes are jokes, which also proves that their relationship is good.

"Yo, my junior sings pretty well. Senior sister, I want to be your fan." Shen Mengyao sat on a chair at the door of the literature club, and seeing Zhang Ze and Gu Yue approaching, she couldn't help saying.

"I created my own lyrics, it's really amazing." Before Zhang Ze could answer, Gu Yue, a clever ghost, rushed to talk.

Really, Zhang Ze doesn't know why, the system gave him this set of lyrics treasure house, there are some songs that are not in the current music scene, but the melody of this song that has not been published outside can always be found in Zhang Ze's mind sounded.

Maybe this is the power of the system. Being able to create something out of nothing is something that no one can understand.

Gu Yue's words caused Zhang Ze to roll his eyes at him again.

"Student, I'll leave the club party to you in a few months." Shen Mengyao looked at Zhang Ze's calm expression and said.

"What the hell? Club party!" Hearing what Shen Mengyao said, Zhang Ze was shocked.

This club party is considered to be a relatively important party in the school. At least most of the people in the school will go to watch it. So you want to push him to it so casually?

Zhang Ze panicked. He has never been on stage before. He is only suitable for writing novels. He is just a backstage worker. We should leave things like being on stage to those who want to.

"Why? Not happy? I don't care, I'll count you in." Looking at Zhang Ze's reluctance, Shen Mengyao continued.

Shen Mengyao's words suddenly seemed to have an inexplicable sense of force majeure, which made Zhang Ze unable to refuse.

Maybe all the beautiful seniors have this kind of contagion.

"Let's see when the time comes." Zhang Ze asked and answered.

People from the two clubs were also busy with the noon dinner, and Zhang Zebufan also went to help out, washing vegetables and basins, and met those strangers who had never met in the guitar club.

In the middle of the trip, some girls came to him and asked for a WeChat.

The handsome little brother who sings a good song, even those little girls can't stand it, there is no way, Zhang Ze is a bit charming.

And Jiang Hanxin was not idle either. After Zhang Ze returned the guitar to her, she continued to play the guitar to relieve the boredom of the people present, which always caused Zhang Ze to look at her.

No way, he looks good, and the voice is nice.

No matter what Zhang Ze said, he was also a man.

Just like that, time passed quickly, noon was approaching, and the hot pot was ready. Four large round tables had been set up in the large club activity hall, with hot pot and tableware on them.

Quite a few people sat down just like that, without the slightest politeness, after all, they were doing it by themselves.

Zhang Ze sat at the same table with Shen Mengyao and Gu Yue, and the two clubs and their vice presidents were sitting with them. It just so happened that Jiang Hanxin from the guitar club was also at the table with them.

The beer and juice are all ready, everything has already started, and there is no sound of clinking glasses.

This gathering also added some familiarity to the people who handed it over to the club, and everyone started talking, not caring about you, me, and him, which was very pleasant.

Only Zhang Ze ate faster, sat alone, and began to pick up Shen Mengyao's laptop in the club, still writing the chapters of the novel he was going to update today.

"Successful sign-in, the host will get the writing of the Platinum God, and the writing level is 1/10."

Upon hearing this skill, Zhang Ze became energetic and couldn't help but sit up straighter.

Don't look at Zhang Ze is now a writer of online articles. In fact, he is just that little guy on the street. He just signed a contract to put on the shelves to get the goods of Quanqin, and what to put on the shelves and subscribe are all things that are touted by others, while his own is bleak. unsightly.

Now the system is giving him awesome things, is this to make him rise up?

You know, now the Platinum Gods are all gods in the Internet literature world, and it can be said that everyone who mixes Internet literature knows everyone.

The system signed in and sent him this gadget, wouldn't that just make him famous in one fell swoop?

From then on, isn't his pen name of "Low your head and think of your hometown" Zhang Ze going to become a hit in the Internet literature circle?

"Well, hello, classmate." Just when Zhang Ze was excited about getting the system, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

Only then did Zhang Ze realize that there was already a person standing beside him.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Hanxin from the guitar club.

The girl has been standing beside him, her eyes can't help but look at his computer screen.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Zhang Ze didn't know what to say, so he could only answer like this.

"Well, did you write the lyrics of the song you sang just now?" Jiang Hanxin looks a little gentle no matter what, and she speaks in a low voice. I don't know if it's shyness or something, but Zhang Ze needs to be very serious Listen to hear what she has to say.

This question made Zhang Zemeng dumbfounded.

Write songs and write lyrics?He has never learned anything about it, how could he?These are all obtained by some sign-in systems, but if he said so, people would not believe it.

"It's my original. I like to write novels. When I have nothing to do, I will create an original rhythm that keeps echoing in my mind." In the end, Zhang Ze directly chose to be shameless.

(End of this chapter)