Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

Lin Li cast a sidelong glance at Ding Hao, and everyone started to flatter him.    

"I think it's pretty good. He does have that kind of temperament."    

"This brother is simply the best choice. Now, we are going to have the final rehearsal and quickly change into our performance attire."    

"Dang, dang, dang, dang."    

Ding Hao was still inexplicably arranged when there was a knock on the door. A group of street boys stood outside the door and looked down on everyone in the drama club.    

The person in the lead spoke.    

"You guys still have the nerve to move your old drama onto the stage. If modern people like the mainstream like us, quickly withdraw."    

The people from the drama club were silent. Even if they were angry, they could not go against them, because those rich kids were not people they could afford to offend!    

But the straightforward Lin Li could not bear it. She said angrily, "Don't go too far. Our resources have been taken up by you. Now, we just want to perform for the last time at the graduation ceremony. Don't push it too far!"    

"Yo, this girl has a tough temper. I like it. How can she eat and stay with us?"    

"Moreover, we are all rehearsing at the villa. You have a poor and sour taste here. How can you have the courage to act in a drama?"    

The people outside the door teased and laughed. A few lackeys came in from behind and acted as if they were really going to take Lin Li away.    

When Ding Hao saw this, he more or less understood what was going on.    

"Stop right there."    

Ding Hao stood in front of Lin Li and looked straight at the person in front of him. He said, "Do you want to have a competition?"    

In Qing Gang University, no club dared to challenge them. It was no different from an egg hitting a rock.    

"What do you want to do? Compete in popularity or what evaluation?"    

The people in the drama club wanted to say something but stopped themselves. They knew Ding Hao had good intentions, but people knew their own limitations. No matter how good their performance was, they could not compare to those people. The school was run by their family.    

Ding Hao thought for a moment and said, "Two is fine, but if you lose, apologize and admit your mistakes, and tell them not to look for trouble again in the future."    

"Haha, then I would like to see what kind of performance you guys will perform tomorrow. You will lose until you collapse."    

"Let's wait and see."    

"Heh, let's wait and see. Brothers, let's go."    

Although there was less gunpowder in the air, the members of the drama club still did not say a word.    

Lin Li thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, but we might not be able to beat you."    

"It's fine, we will definitely win. You guys continue rehearsing. Just give me the script for that character. I'll go out and prepare first."    

After Ding Hao said that and left the club, the rest of the people sighed.    

"Are we really going to compete?"    

"Isn't he trying to trick us? We can already guess the outcome."    

Lin Li looked in the direction where Ding Hao left and said with a heavy heart, "If it wasn't for him, we might not have the chance to perform this time. Since this is the last chance, we should cherish it and go rehearse now.    

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"Open the Wealthy and Powerful System."    

"Beep! Beep!"    

A cold mechanical sound was heard and a blue screen was opened.    

"Emm, 100 million Fiery Emperor Dollars for 100 points. 200 million for 150 million. That's it."    

"Ding Ling Ling, the transaction is successful." A golden light flashed and a black card appeared in Ding Hao's hand.    

The phone rang. It was a call from yellow-robed.    

"Hello, is this Mr. Ding? We apologize for not knowing your identity before. Can we talk when we meet?"    

"Okay, you can come to the Qing Gang University." They indeed needed their help.    

In no time, yellow-robed rushed over. Ding Hao went straight to the point and took out the black card for him. He said, "Do you like drama dramas?"    

Yellow Shirt did not understand what Ding Hao meant. He could only smile and say, "I like them. I like them."    

"It's good that you like them. There are 200 million of them. Help me broadcast the drama of Green Hill University on TV or on the media."    

Ding Hao handed the black card to him. Yellow Shirt seemed to want to say something after receiving it.    

"Forget about the past. Just do this last thing properly. I still have to rehearse and leave first."    

Ding Hao left without looking back and went to the drama club. The rehearsal was still in full swing. The people in the club stopped when they saw Ding Hao.    

"Do I have a script?"    

Lin Li immediately gave him the script as if she was afraid he would regret it. Ding Hao hesitated and opened the script.    

"Silly son of the landlord..."    

The people in the club could not help but laugh. There was no longer a solemn atmosphere. Lin Li patted her chest and said, "Our drama this time is about the people who are oppressed by words resisting, but no one can play the essence of this role. I believe you should be able to do it! "    

Looking at Lin Li's expectant eyes, Ding Hao could only helplessly say, "Alright, it's not bad to play the role of an idiot."    

"Hahaha, burp..."    

The whole club was happy and harmonious. Everyone fell into a tense rehearsal again. Ding Hao really felt like he had returned to the campus.    

- -    

Tonight, on the graduation stage.    

"Next is the performance of our Qinggang University Opera Club, they used to..."    

The rich kids in the VIP seats scoffed at this. Just now, they had more ratings and popularity than that drama club combined. What else was there to compare?    

"Tap, tap, tap."    

A large group of people rushed into the venue. They were well-equipped and focused on each other.    

The audience was astonished. At least half of the television stations had been moved here.    

"What's going on?" The people from the drama club also noticed it. Could it be that they were going to be popular?    

Ding Hao said lightly, "That's the media that I invited. We just need to perform well."    

"Oh my God..."    

They could not stay calm anymore. They could invite so many media outlets, but they still wanted Ding Hao to act as their stupid son.    

The curtains were drawn and Ding Hao's eyes sparkled. Everyone went onto the stage one after another.    

However, when Ding Hao appeared, some people below the stage seemed to recognize him.    

"This seems to be a rich man from fifty years ago?"    

"How is that possible? Fifty years ago, how old is he now?"    

...    

The media were also suspicious at first, but now they were certain that this was the World Guardian from fifty years ago!    

As long as the TV station was broadcasting the Qinggang Dramas, the viewership ratings would continue to rise, and the whole country would be able to see the hidden god under this wonderful performance.    

People in the audience discussed animatedly. The people on the stage were still performing to their heart's content, and the audience gradually became restless.    

"Ding Hao!"    

Just like that, the loud shout became the fuse. The media took the lead and rushed to the stage. Seeing this posture, Ding Hao could only speak.    

"Since you already know my identity, let me finish my performance first."    

The entire hall quietened down. Perhaps it was Ding Hao's innate deterrent power or the respect the descendants of the Fiery Emperor had for him.    

This play began to be broadcasted to all the television stations. Almost at the same time, everyone was watching the performance on the television.    

For a moment, the drama of the Qinggang University quickly became popular. Everyone told each other about this performance.    

"Did you watch the drama of Qing Gang University?"    

"I saw it. Ding Hao performed inside!"    

At this moment, the song on the stage had ended. The audience could no longer control their excitement and ran towards Ding Hao.    

"Activate the Wealthy and Powerful System."    

"Beep, beep, beep, beep."    

"Let's head to the next planet."    

" Please wait a moment. "    

Ding Hao waved goodbye and disappeared before anyone could react, just like fifty years ago.    

What he left behind was this wonderful play, as if telling the people of Yan-huang Star that only by constantly fighting and fighting could this era continue. From now on, the Yan-huang Star Ball would no longer need Ding Hao to protect it.    

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