Although Li Renming felt a little hurt, his grandmother was willing to listen, so he immediately let go of Qiaomu's hand and started singing.

He started singing with a hum.

This may not be appropriate.

How to describe it?

Anyway, Qiaomu basically didn't hear clearly what he was singing. After all, he couldn't subtitles even if he sang live. The tone of the rap was very fast, so Qiaomu really didn't understand it for a while.

After listening for a while, I could only roughly hear that he seemed to be saying whether he loves shit or not.

It is also possible to say that love is shit.

Probably something related to love.

However, in order to give her grandson some face, Qiaomu did not show a confused look on his face.

Instead, he nodded appropriately.

Pretend to understand.

But it doesn't matter if Qiaomu nodded. It's only if Li Renming saw Qiaomu nodding. When he saw his grandmother nodding, he really thought how good he was singing. He originally planned to sing for three minutes, but it was extended directly to ten minutes, and Qiaomu almost didn't ascend to heaven.

That's really, quite tormenting.

At the end of hearing this, Qiaomu almost rolled his eyes.

When Li Renming took a breath and was about to drink water to continue singing, Qiaomu quickly stopped him:

"Wait, let's have lunch first.

Aunt Zhang, the food is ready, and when the food is ready, serve the food soon. Renming still needs to take a nap and continue to go to school.

Don't worry, have lunch first."

"The food is ready, and you can eat it now!"

The nanny on the other side quickly responded with a dazed look, and then quickly stated that the dish was ready and could be eaten now.

Then he turned around and went to serve the food.

"Grandma, isn't it still bad?"

Li Renming is not old and has never suffered much, but this does not mean that he is stupid. He can barely see whether others like or feel uncomfortable after hearing his music.

At the beginning, his grandmother's expression was fine.

But then I obviously couldn't hold it back.

And Aunt Zhang doesn't like it very much.

"Xiao Ming, be a man, you have to believe in your life.

It’s hard to say about talent. Look at the entertainment industry, some people get the best actor when they are eighteen years old when they first film, while others are still scolded for being so bad as shit, with no expressions. Although hard work is part of it, talent is indeed quite important, don’t you think so.

Don't hang yourself on a rope.

Change a few more, and change the tree if the rope doesn't work.

There is always you who can hang yourself, but no, there is always something you are good at. I know you don’t like financial management, but even if you don’t like financial management, you can still learn something that you are good at.

Otherwise, how could you convince your dad?

You can't tell your dad, "Oh, I've just wanted to live a life of a second generation in my life, and live a comfortable life for a second generation, oh, no, you're the third generation."

You see if your dad can beat you to death.

You can be discounted if you can't beat me to death.

Is this the reason?

Even if you go to e-sports, if you can win the first place and second place in international competitions, I can say good things to you, but what kind of game you have been playing, it’s still gold, or you still spend money to ask someone to bring it. What do you think is this good for me?

I've been playing with diamonds for several months.

At present, you only have some talent in this area of ​​study, but you still rely on hard work. If it really doesn’t work, just continue to study. After graduating from college, taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and taking the postgraduate entrance examination and taking the doctorate after the postgraduate entrance examination, take your time.

Our family doesn’t have to make money. Don’t mention studying for a doctorate, it’s okay if you just take turns to read the majors in the school. It’s okay to study until you are 80 years old.

Just like that, eat and eat."

Qiao Mu's eyes turned around, and finally decided to let her grandson recognize the reality. Some things are useless if you just like them. If you don't have the talent, it will be a waste of your life. You still have to do what you are good at.

Her grandson has never been worried about studying for so many years. Although she is not a god of learning, she can barely be considered a hard-working academic master.

It's better to just walk this road until death.

"I understand. Grandma, don't you have to hit me like this. Are you afraid that I will really hang myself?

Can't you comfort me by saying a few good words?"

The food has arrived at this time, but Li Renming obviously has no mood to eat it. He is very decadent and feels even more depressed and sad.

Qiao Mu was fine. He scooped himself a bowl of soup first, took a few sips, and then said:

"I'm afraid you won't wake up if you say good things.

By the way, what happened to the old party in your school? Are you on stage like this? Are you singing like this, aren’t you afraid of being embarrassed?

No, you didn't check your abilities before the old party started.

Who can sign up to get in?"

“That’s not. I invited everyone who organized the event to have two meals and asked me to lip-sync on stage.

I have been practicing silent singing recently.

The mouth shape must be aligned.

It can't be too fake."

Speaking of this, Li Renming became even more decadent.

It sounds sad.

If you spend money on stage, you have to lip-sync.

"Forget it, just think it's spending money to realize your dreams.

Don't worry, have lunch.

I will definitely not tell your parents when I look back.

I'll go and have a look at it then.

It can be considered a show for you."

When Qiao Mu heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said words of support with a smile.

Li Renming couldn't laugh, so he continued to look at Qiaomu with grief and then began to turn grief and anger into appetite, eat in big mouthfuls, and successfully eat himself. Aunt Zhang, a busy man, looked for food to strengthen the stomach and digest food tablets, and helped to cook hawthorn soup, which relieved a little.

Until Qiaomu saw that he was fine, he took his cell phone out with confidence and went out to buy fruit.

This morning she just tried the synthesis effect of the system. The specific upgrade effect has not been tested yet. Because the number of fruits consumed by upgrading is as large as a few, it is far from useful. So, buy some fruits and experiment.

However, it is definitely impossible to take so many fruit trees home. If so many fruit synthesis and upgrades disappear, she can’t explain it. She can’t say that she has eaten them all.

Even Zhu Bajie is not that edible.

So Qiao Mu drove alone to a place not far from the fruit wholesale market to rent a warehouse, and then came to the fruit wholesale market to buy a large number of ordinary fruits such as apples and bananas. After all, he just wanted to do an experiment first to see what effect will be after upgrading.

If it doesn't work.

It would be better to simply synthesize it.

Moreover, when a certain fruit tastes so good, it is difficult to continue to improve the taste.

It would be a waste to buy too many kinds of them at one time.

Because it was close, the fruit was quickly transported to the warehouse where Qiao Mu rented.

After the workers left, Qiao Mu immediately closed the warehouse door and began to earn the apples he bought this time into the system one by one.

Prepare to start synthesis upgrades.

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