Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

Just as Hai Mingli was lying on the ground thinking, there was a crisp sound and the microwave oven that was heating the lunch box stopped working.

It’s over, Hai Mingli was surprised, the lunch box was ready.

Perhaps because the microwave stopped working, the piano music in the room suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of a girl's jade feet stepping on wooden boards.

It’s over, it’s over, the abstract goal is about to appear!

Hai Mingli closed his eyes tightly, fearing that he would be discovered pretending to be asleep.

The girl pushed open the door, then took out two bento boxes from the microwave, barely found an empty spot on the table, put the bento boxes down, clasped her hands together and said, "I'm starting!"

A few minutes later, the girl replenished the carbohydrates and water she needed for the day, cleaned up her place, took out her wallet, took out a few bills and put them on the table. Without caring whether Hai Mingli was awake or not, she said, "This is the living expenses for the next few days. Don't buy any more alcohol!"

What's the point of saying it, the girl thought to herself. She had said this before, but every time she got scolded by her father. The girl only dared to say such words of warning after her father fell asleep.

"..."

The girl returned to her room again. Not long after she entered, she heard the sound of her crying softly.

what……

Hai Mingli stood up, looked at the lunch box and banknotes on the table, and immediately knew what his goal was!

In this environment, the girl remained strong. Even though she was clearly under an iceberg, she still wanted to warm others.

Hai Mingli knew that he was such an abstract person, so he was naturally not so strong. If he had such a father, he would have jumped off the building. Therefore, the girl's strength made him respect her again.

To save her, you have to complete the mission, this is what Wang Haiming should do!

"So...how can we save the girl while making her feel abstract?"

Hai Mingli put away the money and started to eat his lunch box.

The music of the electronic organ came out of the room again. The melody was clear, light and beautiful, but Hai Mingli heard a lot of sadness in it...

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 5 is so great, Shoko-chan!

Hai Mingli finished his meal in no time, and his stomach, which had been hungry for a long time, was actually filled with a small lunch box.

That's great, Xiangzi-chan!

After finishing his meal, he lay on the ground again, ready to take a deep sleep.

It is impossible to complete the system task tonight. After all, a hungover person jumps around like a normal person, which is somewhat abstract.

But... he looked at the garbage around him with disdain, and still couldn't hold it in.

Even though his bar is about to close down, the living environment is not that bad. He takes out garbage and cleans things as needed. The garbage is not piled up, and he never slacks off on hygiene.

But Xiangzi’s father...well, Hai Mingli couldn’t hold it anymore.

Just go to sleep...

Lying in the garbage dump, Hai Mingli closed his eyes with difficulty, trying to ignore the smell that rushed into his nose and irritated his brain, and gradually fell asleep.

……

"boom……"

Early the next morning, Xiangzi pushed open the door and looked at his father who was still lying dead on the ground and the table that was still not cleaned. He felt a little numb in his heart.

It's like this every day, every day. Xiangzi, who originally had hope that his father would change, was disappointed again.

The money had been taken away, which meant that Dad had woken up, but the still messy desk showed that he had no intention of changing at all. He was still a decadent and degenerate man.

...can't it be changed?

The girl smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, then picked up her work clothes and left the room.

When she was at the door, she turned around to look at her father who was still lying dead. Somehow, she suddenly felt sore in the corners of her eyes and a tear shed.

I shouldn't have expected anything from him...

"..."

"boom!"

The sudden sound of a door closing woke Hai Mingli up. He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was still the mountain of garbage.

After struggling to get up, he ran to knock on Xiangzi's door. There was no response. He murmured, "Did he go out to work?"

hiss……

Hai Mingli went to the toilet to rinse his face, holding his head. He seemed a little overwhelmed by the current situation.

He probably knew what the abstract value was - the more unexpected something was, the more abstract it was. As long as he was unexpected enough, the abstract value would rise sharply.

Hai Mingli knew about Xiangzi's tragic experience. As long as he played the role of Xiangzi's father and gave her enough love and care, he could increase the other party's abstract value and achieve his goal.

hiss……

Hai Mingli can’t be a bad guy, but he can be a good guy.

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a good person."

Should I go find her? She is a keyboard player, and I happen to be a keyboard player too, so I can teach her?

No, no, Hai Mingli shook his head. In his memory, Xiangzi's father did not have such talent.

Or, he could work and earn money so that Xiangzi would not have to support his useless father and could return to his original normal life.

After thinking for a moment, Hai Mingli shook his head. The original owner's long-term drinking experience caused his body to be inferior to that of an average male young man. He could earn quick money by moving bricks on the construction site, but it would definitely not be enough.

Hiss... Looking at the surrounding garbage mountains, Hai Mingli suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Yes, instead of doing other things first, it is better to clean the room first, regain the lost physical strength, and pave the way for the days of moving bricks in the future.

However, an idea suddenly popped up in Hai Mingli's mind - being supported by his daughter didn't seem to be unacceptable...

Accept a ghost!

I packed up and went to work. I really want to live with my daughter, right? I just want to improve Xiangzi's abstract value, not to be a villain!

Throwing away this birth-like idea, Hai Mingli rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.

There was a mountain of garbage in the room. Hai Mingli found it hard to imagine how the original owner lived. He sorted the garbage and collected the wine cans that could be sold. He threw all the other debris on the side of the road, waiting for the sanitation workers to recycle them.

He knocked on the door and opened Xiangzi's room door with full sense of ceremony. The small space was tidy up by the girl, so there was no need to clean up here.

Hai Mingli was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly looked at the floor. The tatami for sleeping was placed in the corner, and the electronic piano was placed opposite the tatami. The indicator light was still on, indicating that the thing had not been turned off.

"Is this what Xiangzi plays during his break?"

He squatted down and looked the keyboard up and down. Through his memories of being in a band, he quickly recalled everything he knew about this electronic keyboard.

"Roland V-Combo VR-730, good sound quality, strong expansion capabilities, and multiple controllers... However, due to its full range of functions, the keyboard is inevitably a bit heavy and difficult to carry. It must be inconvenient for Xiangzi, a little girl, to carry it with her, right?"

The instrument chosen by the girl is very good. After all, a keyboard with complete functions is what many keyboard players want.

Hai Mingli stroked the keyboard and suddenly remembered that after he quit the band, he took the electronic keyboard back home. It was still placed in the bar that was about to go bankrupt. If possible, he wanted to give it to Xiangzi.

"Hiss..." Hai Mingli scratched his head and muttered to himself awkwardly, "It seems that I can't think of things that far ahead now."

After all... after the system possessed him into Xiangzi's father's body, Hai Mingli didn't know whether he had entered the new world. Maybe this was the same as the copy in the game, another Tokyo world.

And... until now, he still doesn't know how to complete the system tasks, such as cleaning up. He is just looking for trouble and will clean up when he can't stand it.

If I had to put it bluntly, this is like playing a game. The main quest hasn't even started yet, but Hai Mingli is already frantically taking on side quests in the Novice Village, such as helping the village girl find chickens. He has no direction at all...

Hiss...never mind.

The room was almost cleaned up. Hai Mingli piled the last bag of garbage on the side of the road and turned to walk into the house.

then……

Putting the money in his pocket, Hai Mingli got into a taxi and told the driver a destination.

A few minutes later, he stepped out of the taxi, looked up at the building in front of him, nodded, and stepped in.

The building flashed a billboard that read "livehouse ring".

In his memory, Xiangzi's band had once performed here, and Hai Mingli's purpose was simple, he also had band experience, and since there was a specific music venue, Hai Mingli was very willing to take a look and see if he could please the girl.

If possible, he even wants to find a part-time job here to earn some living expenses.

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 6 What is Second-Hand Rose Possessed?

The livehouse ring, as a place where various bands perform and record, naturally has all kinds of musicians coming and going.

During the few minutes that Hai Mingli stood at the door, several girls walked out of the door carrying their musical instruments. They had smiles on their faces, and they were obviously satisfied with the recording just now.

Music, girls, and youth!

This is what Hemingway wanted, the "mountain that cannot be monitored by any instrument".

And, most importantly...

“Hehehe, there are only newbies here who are into music!”

Hai Mingli came from a grassroots band, so he naturally knew what a novice musician needed - music could certainly be learned by oneself, but without the help of a teacher, it was very easy to go astray.

When he was still in Second-Hand Rose, he was disliked more than once because he was not proficient in playing instruments and his coordination with other band members was extremely poor.

Of course, these problems were solved later, and his level reached the master level, but he didn't know how many detours he took in the process.

One night, he was lying down listening to a song that he had failed to perform well in the past. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and shouted in a grief-stricken tone: "No, what mistakes did I make? If I had gone to see a teacher, this wouldn't have happened to me."

Interest is of course important, but teachers are also important!

and so……

Hai Mingli came here for no other purpose than to be a resident teacher and teach music here temporarily.

"Let's just target these new players and squeeze their money!"

He wants to take the reward for defrauding newbies, he wants to take the support from Xiangzi, and he wants to take the reward from the system even more.

Normal people make choices, abstract people want them all!

Just when he was about to roar to the sky and start reversion mode, a few little girls carrying musical instruments walked around Hai Mingli and walked outside with their bodies huddled.

Obviously, as a weird uncle, I am disliked...

tsk...

As a result of drinking heavily the previous night, he now reeks of alcohol all over his body, and his clothes are sloppy... It would be very appropriate to put him in a group of bad hooligans!

On the surface, Shanghai Mingli appeared calm, but in his heart he was already cursing the original owner of this body from head to toe, saying that his life was too cowardly!

As a person hated by everyone, Hai Mingli just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself at this moment...

"It seems a bit difficult to wear this outfit..."

Hai Mingli scratched his head in embarrassment. It was indeed a bit outrageous that he went on stage without sufficient preparation.

However, that's what art is, you have to go to school when you have to.

Facing the waiter's disgusted look, he leaned against the counter and asked in a frivolous manner: "Hello, miss, can I rent a musical instrument here temporarily? I need an electric guitar."

"Sure, 1,000 yen an hour, pay this way."

The waitress didn't give Hai Mingli a good look, which was no wonder. After all, everyone would dislike the way he was dressed.

But... even if you dislike it, can you give me a better guitar? ! What's the point of using an entry-level electric guitar to fool me? !

He secretly complained in his heart, and squatted beside him with an electric guitar in his arms. He shook his head, and his greasy hair unexpectedly drifted, making him look more like a street thug...

With just a few strums, Hai Mingli skillfully played the electric guitar. His fingers flew, and a powerful music suddenly burst out from the guitar case.

Although he serves as the keyboardist in the band, he is also proficient in several other instruments. After all, as a socially anxious person on stage and an abstract person off stage, he plays instruments when he is lonely. Not only does he play his own, but he also occasionally plays those of his teammates.

Especially when he was playing his teammates' instruments, he shouted, "It turns out that other people's instruments are more fun." Amidst the murderous looks of his teammates, Hai Mingli was having a lot of fun.

What a cow tr...

"No, there's something wrong with the guitar's pitch, it needs to be adjusted..."

He tuned his guitar and then started playing again.

Another burst of powerful music sounded, and many people present saw Hai Mingli playing the guitar and seemed to be amazed at his guitar playing technique.

Looking at Hai Mingli's lonely back, the waitress was dumbfounded and murmured, "Is this true..."

When he came to rent a guitar, the waitress was a little disgusted with the man. After all, his sloppy clothes and the strong smell of alcohol made it hard to associate this gangster uncle with a guitar master.

After the prelude, Hai Mingli suddenly started singing.

“Are you busy every day just for a meal~”