My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 179 Recluse
The raging fire ate away at the bodies of Yan Zhi and Hill step by step.

Hill didn't understand why there was nothing wrong with the prey he wanted to hunt, but his whole body was burnt.

His consciousness was about to perish, but maybe it was his persistence for the prey or his final hatred that made him use up his last strength to throw the dagger towards Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi was a little surprised, he couldn't dodge in such a close situation, he figured the dagger was not aimed at his deadly part, so he ignored it.

The moment the dagger was about to arrive, he closed his eyes physiologically.

He had prepared himself for the pain that would come with winning.

But he waited for a while, but he never arrived.

Did you miss it?

He opened his eyes in doubt, only to see that there was another person in front of him, and the dagger was on the ground not far away, and Hill had already fallen down.

"Yu Ping?" Yan Zhi was startled, suddenly, he seemed to realize something: "No, why are you all right?"

According to the system, only those who do not belong here will not be burned by the fire.

"Because I'm not from here." Yu Ping turned around: "I came to this world a few years ago, this time I realized that you might have to leave, after driving for a long time, you have to Pay me the salary, and also the price for helping you block the dagger just now."

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Yan Zhi thought for a while and asked, "Then how did you know?"

"Haha, it's thanks to boss that you like to talk in your sleep at night. When Ruan Dong was in the third year of high school, you talked in your sleep every night. One time I woke up in the middle of the night and heard something. Then I stopped sleeping at night and listened exclusively. You talk in your sleep." Yu Ping said proudly.

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Yan Zhi said speechlessly, "How did you come to this world?"

"I don't know, it came out of nowhere." Yu Ping smiled and said, "I knew where it came from when I saw "Little Star" you posted, but unfortunately I don't know music, otherwise I might be able to make money from this nursery rhyme. "

He looked at the fire in the sky and exclaimed: "It's so interesting here, but unfortunately I still want to go back.

From Yu Ping's mouth, Yan Zhi concluded that Yu Ping came from the earth, but he thought he was the same, and it was very likely that a child occupied an adult's body, that's why he liked watching cartoons.

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"We are not going back to Earth. If you want to stay in this world, stay." Yan Zhi advised.

Yu Ping's eyes widened and he moved his feet outward: "Then it's better to stay here. I have so much money here."

But he quickly settled down again: "But I still want to be with you. I think you may be that kind of powerful person. Maybe I can have that kind of person after staying for a long time."

"Haha, that's fine."

Yan Zhi stopped persuading him, and it was too late to go back now.

He watched the fire go out, and said with a smile, "Welcome back to my world."

And in that backyard, it seemed that it had been washed away by the fire, leaving only a disfigured corpse that was burned by fire. After archaeology, it was Yan Zhi, and was worshiped by many people.

Suddenly one day, the whole world seems to have forgotten something.

They don't know what it is, but they often forget the singer's name while listening to the song on their mobile phone. They can only know who sang it by comparing it with the singer's name.

Flipping through the book in my hand, I couldn't remember who wrote it. Only by glancing at the title occasionally, I realized that it was written by a person named Yan Zhi.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the world doesn't remember what kind of person Yan Zhi is. They use this name as a code name, but no one records his life.

There are so many eye-catching works, but it seems that they have been deliberately missed by historical materials. No one knows what happened.

It was discovered in archaeology that the last work left by this man named Yan Zhi was "A Dream of Red Mansions". I don't know if it was only half written or only half preserved. One of the best literary plays in history.

Many literati lamented that Yan Zhi had not finished writing "A Dream of Red Mansions" and died suddenly.

I don't know how many years later, Xia Guo began to debate whether "Dream of Red Mansions" was really written by Yan Zhi, and the opposition believed that such a genius could not exist in the world.

I don't know how many years, Yan Zhi in music and Yan Zhi in literature were separated, and later generations made two portraits, but there is no doubt that they have left chapters in their respective fields.

In the field of literature, two major schools of thought have emerged, one specializing in "Dream of Red Mansions" and the other specializing in "Hamlet".

In the field of music, all kinds of classical music have successfully entered major music textbooks, becoming the musician who recorded the most music in history.

But no one knew what kind of person Yan Zhi was.

It's like no one knows that the tomb they buried for Yan Zhijian is the Hill who wanted to assassinate Yan Zhi.

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