The Super Star System

01

"Fat! Wake up, stop sleeping, power out! Go home and sleep, you've been in the cafe for three days and three nights!"

Internet cafe network manager Boiling Point rocked a big fat man violently. The fat man snorted sweetly, his fat was trembling, but his body remained motionless.

"How much fat pig!"

Seeing that the monkey could not wake the fat man, he used an ordinary trick and stretched out his hand to scratch the fat man's armpit.

"Gege .. that disturbs Laozi's sleep."

The fat man woke up from his sleep, rubbing the saliva on his cheek, before opening his eyes, he opened his mouth to curse.

The monkey pointed to the dark and empty Internet cafe, and said, "Fat, I don't see the power going out! Quickly home. It's time for me to sleep."

"Electricity out? So lying? Isn't my computer still on?"

The fat man opened his red eyes, glanced at the screen, and said angrily.

The monkey glanced at the dark monitor, "Fart, fat man, are you still sleeping while walking."

"Munnyima's game, is the computer not good ... Special, who touched my computer, my live football ... What kind of game is this ... Superstar Road ..."

The fat man stared at the monitor in surprise and shouted, as if the computer was still on.

“What joke, fat, fast home.” The monkey evaporated.

“Who is joking with you, monkey, what kind of game this road superstar is, why I never heard of it.” The fat man turned his head and asked the monkey with great difficulty.

Looking at the strange image in front of him, the monkey only felt his back cold, and he trembled: "Fat, Fatty, don't scare me, you know I'm most afraid of ghosts."

"What a ghost, you're a ghost."

The fat man ignored the monkey, took the mouse, and clicked on the start icon in the game interface "Road to the Superstar". He wanted to see what game it was, but after he clicked on the start icon, the computer suddenly went black.

"What's wrong? Why is the screen black? It crashed? Is that a Trojan horse?"

The fat man said to himself.

The monkey was angry and funny, and said, "Your brain is broken. I told you there was a power outage."

"What, power out? I've just seen the game interface, the mouse can still operate, you think I'm blind."

The fat man slapped the keyboard and reached out to press the power button, but the computer did not move.

"Truly dead?"

The fat man was surprised. He shook his head and stood up. All the lights in the Internet cafe are off. Looking outside, it was completely dark outside with no trace of light, as if there was a power outage.

“Omong empty, if the electricity is not off, I can turn off all the lights, Nima is not my cafe.” The monkey was simply startled by the fat man and said angrily.

The scene he had just seen was too real. The fat man did not believe that it was his own illusion, but the fact was before him, and the power had indeed been cut off. He had to believe that he was just staying up late and had an illusion.

"Okay, monkey, answer me, and finish it at the end of the month."

The fat man picked up his phone, patted his ass and wanted to leave.

"Fat guy, you've owed over two hundred instant noodles even on the Internet. You'll have to pay a little if you say something, otherwise, when you graduate, I'll find someone to go to."

The monkey gripped the fat man's arm with both hands, which was too thick for him to hold.

"The widow is more than half a year away." The fat man took out his wallet and threw it on the table. "Look at yourself. Leave me enough for breakfast tomorrow and take as much as you have."

The monkey flipped through his wallet under the dim light of the candle, and said angrily, "It costs only fifteen yuan, for one fart."

“Do not want to give it to me, I have not wanted to give it to you.” The fat man reached out to take his wallet.

The monkey dodged and took out ten yuan, threw the wallet at the fat man, and said, "I've left breakfast for you. You should have some cash when you go online next time, otherwise the machine won't be turned on for you."

"Aren't they two hundred yuan? It scares you. I'll give you the living expenses after I pay them. I don't want to ask about that. Is Lao Tzu a bad man?"

The fat man staggered out of the boiling point internet cafe and walked to the house he rented.

The fat man's name was Gao Xiaodong, but his person did not touch Gao Xiaodong at all. It is 1.7 meters tall and weighs 110 kilograms. He put a spring-like smile on his face all day long, whether tall or small or small.

Gao Xiaodong, 17, from Yishan County, is a senior at No High School. 3 Lucheng City. As a keyboard fan and fan, Gao Xiaodong's performance was as bad as the Chinese football he liked. When she was a freshman in high school, she let go of Yan. Tsinghua University Dream. In his second year of high school, he gave up his dream of owning a book. Now just past winter break, Gao Xiaodong has given up his dream of going to college. The goal is to get into a higher vocational school, find a boyfriend, and then hang out. Eat and wait until you die.

Gao Xiaodong loves football. He played soccer for a period of time to lose weight in elementary school. After becoming fat he became a fake fan who just couldn't play. Gao Xiaodong also dreamed of becoming a football star. Fans love , to satisfy this kind of YY psychology, Gao Xiaodong devotes a lot of energy to the game of soccer and soccer. He is now a master of FIFA football and live football, and a major reader of football's starting point websites.

The house Gao Xiaodong rented was not far from cafes and Internet schools. It is almost an equilateral triangle. This was the result of Gao Xiaodong's careful selection.

He pulled out the key to open the door, Gao Xiaodong reached out to press the light switch, the light did not turn on, Gao Xiaodong only remembered the power outage, he turned on the function of the phone flashlight, turned it on, groping to bed and sitting up, prepare to lie down to make up.

"Dyed ... Superstar Road system activated ... Detection ... The player is normal, with enough energy, suitable for tying, tying starts, tying ends ..."

Suddenly an inexplicable voice came out of his mind, and then Gao Xiaodong "seen" the image in his mind, and then petrified, petrified, because this image is a game interface that he clicked to start when the cafe was turned off.

Superstar Road System? ”Gao Xiaodong couldn't help but exclaim.

"I'm here."

An electronically synthesized, unsentimental voice appeared in Gao Xiaodong's mind.

“Lying in a big trough!” Gao Xiaodong was really confused right now, Nima, is that true?

Gao Xiaodong used his cell phone and moonlight to scan everything in the house, trying to find the source of his voice. Power's out. He thought someone was joking with him. Yu Lei and Zhu Daqiang once locked his house..

The room is so small, only 12 square meters, it is impossible to hide anyone without being discovered.

Did bastard Zhu Daqiang install the electronic equipment? Gao Xiaodong was thinking, and suddenly an electronically synthesized sound came out of his mind: "This system is the existence of super matter, bound to the nerves of your brain ..."

When the electronic voice had just spoken about the cranial nerves, Gao Xiaodong could not help but touch his head.There was nothing strange on the outside, but Gao Xiaodong felt that there was something more in his head.

"Wait, what system is the Road to Superstar system?"

"Road to the Superstar System is a football game system from the Centaur galaxy, developed by the famous Fantasy Real Games Research Institute. This system allows humans to enjoy the excitement of football in a game in reality. Five hundred years ago, with "" exploration "" the flying saucer left the Centaur galaxy and landed on the planet today. You are now the first player. "

"Damn, asshole, asshole ... Enjoy the excitement of in-game football in reality! Nima, am I going to grow?"

Gao Xiaodong was thinking wildly, and the synthesized voice sounded again.

"Goals: The superstar system will help you become a true soccer superstar.

Cast: Gao Xiaodong

Nationality: Han

Species: human

Gender male

Age: 17

Location of stadium: unknown

Physical Fitness: Below level D (comprehensive scores for speed, strength, coordination, and sensitivity)

Football talent: none

Soccer skills: None

Soccer equipment: none

Level: Blind ball

System tasks: play official amateur level games in a week

Looking at the system commands displayed by the Chinese character lines on the game interface in his mind, Gao Xiaodong almost jumped up excitedly. He didn't jump because he was too fat.

"I'm going to be a soccer superstar? I'll be a soccer superstar! Growing! Truly developing this time around, I want to be like the protagonist, set foot on the peak of life and marry Bai Fumei! God, God, Buddha, God, Hell Ah, do you really open your eyes ... "

Gao Xiaodong had yet to finish his excitement, and an electronically synthesized voice rang out again, "Player, please choose the location of the court."

position? Of course the attacker, Dorafeng attacker, Gao Xiaodong chose the attacker without hesitation.

Then the electronically synthesized sound was heard again: "The player's energy consumption is too large, now he needs sleep .. need sleep ..."

Sleep on? Go sleep! Gao Xiaodong was so overjoyed that he did not want to sleep, but his eyelids drooped, and endless drowsiness came immediately. Gao Xiaodong was fit and asleep in bed.