Doubt is doubt.

This does not affect Hu Yibao's speed of upgrading to a master singer at all.

"Congratulations, you have successfully upgraded the master singer to the god-level singer and consumed a billion reputation value."

"Get the special title: God of Songs!"

[God of Songs: At this time, you are already at the peak of the singer's profession. You can come with all kinds of skills and sound ranges. There is no obstacle for you to sing.

Note: This profession can no longer be improved.]

"Because of the first time you have upgraded a professional skill to the god level, you have obtained a special prop: Disaster Book."

Accompanied by the system's message prompt, Hu Yibao's mind sounded again.

When I looked at the system notes, a warm current suddenly surged in my body.

Hu Yibao couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

When it opens again.

Hu Yibao's face showed joy.

In the body, it seems that the Ren and Du meridians in a certain aspect were opened instantly.

At the same time, Hu Yibao also saw a notebook that appeared in his hand.

Black leather surface, not thick.

But when his fingertips touched the notebook, there was a trace of unusually cold chill that suddenly poured in, making Hu Yibao shudder.

Then, several lines of golden annotations with unique golden annotations appeared next to the book.

[Disaster Book: According to the format, it can be targeted at people or objects, not including the owner.

The only owner: Hu Yibao.

Note: On your future growth path, you may encounter some unavoidable troubles. Since it is unavoidable, then destroy it!

Tip: Each time, it can only target a single person or object, with only twenty pages. Use one page and one page less. Please use it with caution.]

"Why does it feel dangerous!"

Seeing these annotations, Hu Yibao was shocked.

Then, open the book directly.

Turn over the cover page.

What caught Hu Yibao's eyes was a table.

The table options are simple.

There are only three.

Target:

Ways of death:

Time of death:

The background pattern of the table is messy, like graffiti, or some inscription.

In short, Hu Yibao couldn't tell the difference clearly.

Read down.

One after another, all of them are the same.

There is no difference.

"I hope there is no need in the future!"

This [Disaster Book] gives people the feeling that it is really too dangerous.

Hu Yibao can't forget the chill that he had just touched it.

at the same time.

The personal panel that appeared in front of Hu Yibao was also refreshed.

【Host: Hu Yibao

Age: 22

Return: E-level return rate

Title: Philanthropist (Junior)

Reputation Value: 985.4 million

Physical status: Very healthy (primary body strengthening technique)

Occupation: None

Skills: God of Songs, Master Director, Top Chef, Top Driving, Top Chess, Top Fighting, Top Actors, Junior Doctors, Junior Wine Tasting

Props: cherished glasses, disposable double amplification card (it will disappear automatically after the gold income is withdrawn), search needle, light socks, Dabao face cream, black T-shirt, disaster book

Special items: lyrics book, movie script

Perception: Elementary auditory perception

Special money-making status: Super Rich people are breathing experience (accumulated earnings of 12.356,000 yuan)

Special investment status: 30-day investment permanent double growth rate (26 days left 23 hours 8 minutes 1 second)]

"This time the change in the personal panel is quite big." Hu Yibao looked at the personal panel and said to himself.

Added many projects that were not available before.

For example: return, special profit status.

This shows that the personal panel is constantly improving and updating itself.

After putting away the [Disaster Book], Hu Yibao looked at the remaining reputation and felt very happy.

"It has a reputation of more than 900 million. You may be able to upgrade the master director to the god level tomorrow."

"The future will eventually be bright."

Close the personal panel.

Hu Yibao turned on his phone.

"Didi!"

In addition to a large amount of friend information, there are more than ten news pushes.

"【Three giants in the music industry, officially declare war!】"

"【Hu Yibao is known as the founder of Huaxiafeng】"

"【Shocked, QQ Music is actually ready to do this!】"

“…”

Hu Yibao started to take a look one by one.

I soon found out why the reputation has soared today.

"It's really courageous."

Hu Yibao saw a news that said, "Cheng Wen was preparing to integrate the resources of the music scene and create a new Chinese culture again." He couldn't help but smile.

"But, this is destined to be a protracted battle. Without a year or two, it is impossible to decide the outcome."

Although the Chinese style is popular in the market, it is not a magic weapon to win after all.

It is not ordinary difficult for QQ Music to defeat Yi Yun and Gouku.

Now, I have only gained the initiative to start a war with my three songs.

There are still many variables in the future.

"However, I can take this opportunity to gain more reputation." Hu Yibao grinned.

This is an opportunity for QQ Music, but it is not for me.

The more people know the war among major music platforms, the more people know their own songs.

Hu Yibao immediately picked up the lyrics book next to the bedside.

A new song has appeared today.

【Narclaw】

“The smell of smoke from Iwayaki shop is full of

Next door is the National Museum

Mom Sang in the store

There are three sections of tea ceremony

The boss who teaches boxing and martial arts

Practice iron sand palm to play Yang's gun

Best at hard-core kung fu

He can also wear a golden bell with iron cloth shirt..."

Hu Yibao, who is already a god of singing, was able to hum the lyrics lightly and instantly sing the most suitable singing style of [Narcup] just by just glanced at the score.

After humming it.

"The song is quite weird, but it's so good to sing!"

"Eat first, and then do [Narcuse]!"

get up.

Brush your teeth and wash your face.

After dinner.

In the evening.

Hu Yibao stood on the rooftop.

The community I currently live in is only six floors in total.

Due to the special structure of this building, Hu Yibao can easily go to the rooftop.

The sky, the sunset is thousands of miles away.

Hu Yibao was wearing a red sweatshirt and headset, looking out at the sunset in the west, and gently shook the nunchakra in his hand.

The orange sunlight shines on Hu Yibao's face.

"That's what you want!"

"The nunchaku will sing loudly under the infinite sunset."

Hu Yibao had to sing a cappella first and then make a song.

This is the strength of the God of Songs.

Close your eyes.

The next moment.

“The smell of smoke from Iwayaki shop is full of

Next door is the National Museum

Mom Sang in the store

There are three sections of tea ceremony

The boss who teaches boxing and martial arts

Practice iron sand palm to play Yang's gun

Best at hard-core kung fu

He can also wear a golden bell with iron cloth shirt..."

Under the sunset.

A young man, swinging his nunchakus, has a strong and powerful figure.

"Hum haha" singing in his mouth.

Next door building.

The old man who had just stepped onto the rooftop and was about to take pictures of the sunset was holding a camera.
Chapter completed!