The National Male God of System Rebirth - Chapter 1239

The desire in the eyes of the    generation made Shu Cheng feel embarrassed. Compared with him, he stood at the apex from the beginning.

  What is the original intention?

  Does she understand the system?

  Initialized, she did not understand these human hypocritical terms. Later, she became a human and seemed to understand a little bit.

  Does she like singing?

  Do you like writing?

  Do you like to do these things?

  Amidst the singing, Shu Cheng’s thoughts drift away, falling into long memories, does she like it? she does not know.

  She writes for profit, she sings for fame, but she really feels happiness in the process of writing and singing.

   “Drill, what are you singing? It’s dark this day, you two are blocking the way here, we are still rushing home!” the uncle shouted in front of the two of them.

  Daizuan reacted at once, and Shu Cheng’s thoughts gradually floated back, and the two got up awkwardly to make way.

  The blood stains on Shu Cheng’s hands were spotted by the Diamond Agent suddenly, he patted his head, turned back to the house, and found some cloth to wrap it up.

  Shu Cheng followed the drill back to the house.

  Shu Cheng looked at the boy’s movements and raised his eyebrows.

  Dai Zhuan touched his nose awkwardly, “The big family in the village used to have a TV. I watched TV series like this.”

  Shu Cheng was suddenly amused by the little boy, “You are serious on TV too?”

  On behalf of the drill frowned, he looked like a young man, “I don’t believe it all.”

  Shu Cheng smiled, “It’s okay, I’ll take care of this myself.”

  Daily was a little worried, but looked at Shu Cheng’s expression and didn’t say anything.

  Until she was about to go out, she turned around and said to Shu Cheng:

   “If you are not happy, sing it, singing will be better.”

  He can sing when he is not happy. If his parents are not around, he will sing when he feels uncomfortable. If he is in a bad mood and is bullied, he will sing and sing.

  In the eyes of a small generation drill, as long as the song is finished, it is enough to make people happy.

A wry smile hung on the corner of Shu Cheng’s lips.

  Daizuan’s obsession and love for music have completely found out what she lacks most.

Sing?

  What else can she sing?

  What is she doing now?

  If you say you want to go back to see your wife earlier?

   Thinking of Rong Junyi’s face, a touch of embarrassment appeared on her face.

  ……

  It was night, lying in bed, her mind was surging, and those who had been plagiarized by her kept flashing in Shu Cheng’s mind.

  ”When you plagiarized, you would have never thought of today!”

  ”You are no longer a system! All abilities have been taken back!”

   “When you plagiarized, you didn’t even think about our feelings?!”

   “I used our works to win all the compliments, and enjoy the pleasure and honor of standing on a high place, but forget the efforts made by us original creators!”

   “These punishments you are now receiving! They are all owed back then!”

   “How ruthless you were for plagiarism, how severe the punishment will be now!”

   “The retribution of enjoying the fruits of others greedily is really justified.”

  ……

  Last time, my mind was full of reprimands from those who had been plagiarized by her.

  Her lips turned pale, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth: “I’m sorry.”

  The next moment, she opened her eyes and said firmly, “But, can you give me a chance, I don’t want to give up.”

  Everyone in my mind was taken aback.

  ”If you learn, won’t you get the fame and fortune you want?” The cold voice of the main **** system suddenly sounded in Shu Cheng’s mind.