141 Alessa 1 (1/2)

”All I want is to tell you that I won't be in any way helpful to you because I am no showbiz insider. I am a nobody.'

”...I think you're wasting your time talking to someone who will most likely stay this way for the rest of his life...”

Right after Chris Meyer said this, he didn't know whether the system wanted to annoy him to death today, but it suddenly shouted within his brain then shoved a screen only visible to him to his face.

...

Name: Chris Meyer

Official Name: Half-Host 98 (Immoral System)

Age: 18

Pleasure Points: 578

=ATTRIBUTES (Basic Human — 10)=

Strength: 11

Stamina: 10

Intelligence: 13 (Previously 8)

Dexterity: 8

Charm: 13 (Previously 8)

Luck: 10

=SKILLS=

* Studying - C+

* Singing - D

* Dancing - D+

* Acting - B+

* Cooking - Z- (System 98, trolling)

* Basketball - C

* DOTA 2 (eSports) - C-

...

For some sort of reason, it highlighted the highest graded skill which he didn't even know was higher than his most loved sports.

He almost couldn't help but ask whether it was joking with him or not. Never once did he think that this Acting skill was his most proficient skill. Aside from some ridiculous and childishly scripted dramas from the past events which his class or year level had acted in, there were no more opportunities for him to perform. How did it become this high then?

He sneered to it, not speaking anything anymore since it had already predicted what was on his mind.

Meanwhile, in front of him, the long-haired girl in a white dress stared at his serious face for quite a long while before pursing her lips and replying, ”I'm still betting. Let me test your eyes again and if possible, your acting too.”

”No.” He immediately replied, his face crumpled.

”Listen to me. This is an opportunity of a lifetime for you. I know you came from a normal family and because of this, I don't believe that you don't want to show them that you can also be extraordinary despite your humble origins. Every man is born to dream and reach out for greatness.”

”Don't stereotype miss. There are men who only want to spend their lives counting the days before they die. There are also those who don't want any of the greatness you're speaking of.” He matter-of-fact stated, only short of pointing a finger to himself.

”Maybe. But you are young. Are you also going to be like them? Don't you want to do something which can make your parents and loved ones proud?”

”Even if I do, what makes you think the only choice is showbiz?”

She stayed silent for a couple of seconds, seemingly thinking of what she should say next as a retort. Chris looked at her eyes then shook his head.

He added, ”I don't think this talk will go anywhere. You know what, Miss. I think the greatest mistake you did today is forcing someone into this boring discussion. No matter what you do from now on, the impression I'll have on you is not so nice. You're someone who ordered your person to catch me when I avoided you. What happened after that is you restricting my freedom, for a stupid reason, this nonsensical talk. I don't know what makes it so hard for you to understand that I don't want any involvement with you. Now, even if you manage to spew out all the most beautiful words and offers in the world, it won't work on me because first of all, my impression of you is bad, second, I don't have interest in the entertainment industry.”

Chris stood up, assuming their conversation over. With his decision relayed, there should be no more discussion to be made.