However, An Zhe knew in his heart that five million popularity was not a small amount.

According to the system, everyone affected by An Zhe can only generate 10 popularity points each time, although it can generate popularity points many times due to different events, but An Zhe is now in a state of no popularity!

In other words, he has to get at least 500,000 people's attention in seven days to earn so many popularity points! That's 500,000! Even if the 10,000 people who know An Zhe's identity are counted, it is only a drop in the bucket.

"My God, "The Legend of Wukong" can be done with only 100,000 popularity, is this skill so rebellious......

An Zhe sighed in his heart, and only after thinking about it carefully did he realize the horror of his painting skills.

Shiina Mashiro's skill level is LV9, which is a terrifying level, as long as you go up one level, it will be a full level! Painters who are full of paintings, An Zhe estimates that only those famous painters who have been passed down for centuries can be counted!

Painting is a skill, which is naturally different from a work like a novel, An Zhe was distressed for a while, but felt that the price given by the system was reasonable.

"Although the novel can definitely be popular, it may be too late in time. Gotta add some ingredients to make sure nothing goes wrong......"

An Zhe had already made up his mind to do something when he was in his heart. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and logged in to the Modu Music Network.

That's right, he's going to sing!

Although there are many works for him to plagiarize in his previous life, he is not a god, and it is impossible to remember it completely.

If you think about it, only copying songs is the most direct! The songs he remembers, it's impossible to collect popularity!

Logged in to the Modu Music Network, An Zhe downloaded a smart ensemble software, which contained countless accompaniments, An Zhe picked a relatively similar accompaniment and sang softly.

After the prelude at the beginning, the intelligent ensemble software intelligently entered the harmony mode, and on the light screen of the mobile phone, the audio recording slowly jumped, recording An Zhe's singing.

An Zhe's voice is not unpleasant, on the contrary, his voice is very magnetic and gentle, and it is the kind of voice that makes people feel like a spring breeze. Even if the song An Zhe sings now is sung by women on the earth, he sings without any sense of disobedience, but has a different charm.

After finishing the song, An Zhe slowly exhaled a breath, listened to it himself, and nodded with satisfaction.

His voice is no worse than those male singers on the earth! Gee! There are a lot of benefits for the traverser......

He thought happily in his heart, swiped a few times on his phone, and the next moment, four points of light suddenly appeared above his phone!

An Zhe's eyes were not surprised, the points of light moved rapidly, leaving trails one after another, and quickly constructed a light array!

Subsequently, an electronic player appeared out of thin air in the light array.

An Zhe took the player on the light array, threw it casually, and sighed: "What a magical space teleportation magic!" This world is so special......"

In this magical world where magic and technology coexist, there are too many unbelievable things, and the space teleportation magic just now is only a magical part of this world.

"It's a pity that this magic can only teleport a small volume of dead things, and the price is still expensive. But it's the first time I've sung in this world, so I'll keep it as a souvenir. ”

An Zhe shook his head slightly, casually put the player on the table, clicked a few times on his mobile phone, and chose to upload the song.

"Then it's time to sign the novel contract."

An Zhe looked at the time, it was close to the agreed time, so he went out to buy some food and put it at home, and hurried towards the destination.

Not long after An Zhe went out, the door of Kasumigaoka Shiyu's room suddenly opened. Kasumigaoka Shiha poked her head out, and there was still a trace of blush on her face that hadn't completely faded.

She was smart and understood that she had misunderstood An Zhe just by thinking about it. Not to mention that the time is not right, An Zhe obviously won't mess around with a girl who has just known each other for a day. As far as An Zhe's temperament is concerned, she still doesn't understand. She teased An Zhe and teased less......

After sorting out the clue, Kasumigaoka Shiyu is not angry, but he is embarrassed.

looked around the room, but she didn't see An Zhe's figure, and her eyes finally fell on a note on the table.

"Meals are in the pot, remember to eat them hot. An Zhe. Kasumigaoka Shiyu paused, and a soft smile suddenly appeared on her face.

She pushed open An Zhe's door and raised her eyebrows slightly.

No one? Are you out?

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was stunned and was about to close the door, but her gaze suddenly fell on an object, and her body movements suddenly stopped.

That's、、A painting? Who drew it? It's familiar.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu couldn't help but step forward and gently picked up the piece of paper.

After seeing the figure on the painting clearly, Kasumigaoka Shiyu couldn't help but cover his mouth with one hand.

This is、、I? Is it me who drew Ahn Zhe?

Looking at his own figure on the painting paper, Kasumigaoka Shiyu actually gave birth to an illusion that he was looking at himself.

"An Zhe, this guy," Kasumigaoka Shiyu muttered softly, and her face couldn't help but flush with pink.

"You actually stole a picture of me...... What does this little villain do with my portrait every day......"

She gently put the painting back in place, but her eyes caught a glimpse of a player on the table.

Normally, she doesn't care, but now, her curiosity is really very serious.

She couldn't help but pick up the player, gently pressed the player, and suddenly there was a clear sound of music in it. Then, An Zhe's singing voice slowly came out.

"If Heaven Makes Us Meet Again"

"I'll never let go of your hand again"

"In this Buddha Flower Hall that announces the spring gone"

"Misty flowers drifted overnight"

“……”

Accompanied by An Zhe's soft voice, beautiful lyrics and tactful tones lingered in the ears of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, her body couldn't help but slowly become stagnant, focusing all her attention on her ears, completely immersed in the artistic conception of the song.

“Time After Time”

"If I can meet you again on the street in the early red"

"No more commitments"

"You are more vulnerable to injury than anyone else"

"This time, I will always be by your side."

Time passed slowly, and the song was over, but Kasumigaoka Shiyu was completely fascinated by it. She stood there dumbfounded, immersed in the mood of the song.

The emotion of standing on the street full of flowers and looking forward to meeting someone again fills her heart, which makes people's hearts blocked, but the emotions contained in it make people empathize.

If Ahn Cheol was here, he would be glad that he learned to sing Japanese songs for the sake of his home.

The song he sang, and one of his favorites, was called "On the Street with Falling Flowers"

Although this is his cover, in this world, it can be regarded as the original song!

Kasumigaoka Shiyu came back to her senses, and suddenly there was a hint of shame on her face.

"Did Ahn Zhejun write me a song?"

An Zhe, who was walking on the road, suddenly sneezed!

Huh? Is anyone thinking about me?