Lu Yanhe sighed depressedly.
All we can do is keep moving forward.
When he reached the edge of South Park, Lu Yanhe felt as if his legs were about to break. He finally stopped and sat down on a stone bench by the roadside to rest for a while.
It is September now, and the cold wind is blowing late at night and early in the morning.
My clothes were almost dry, but still a little wet. When the wind blew, the parts of my clothes that touched my skin felt as cold as if they were soaked in ice.
While sitting down to rest, Lu Yanhe was also thinking about his current situation.
No matter what, survival is the key.
How do people who travel through time do it?
Time travel is not rebirth. You can’t buy stocks or buy a ball.
This is another Earth, another parallel time and space.
He can be a plagiarist or a song plagiarist, but these are not projects that can be monetized in a short period of time.
Moreover, he does not have such a good memory that he can completely reproduce those classic works. The effect of reproducing them entirely by memory will always be discounted.
At this moment, a slightly serious female voice sounded in front of him.
"What are you doing sitting here?"
Lu Yanhe raised his head in confusion and looked forward.
Three meters away stood a tall woman in a police uniform, looking at him with a serious and puzzled expression.
The moment Lu Yanhe saw her, he was so moved that tears almost flowed down his face.
"Sister Police! Someone pushed me into the river. I finally managed to climb out, but my phone won't work and I don't have any money!" he cried angrily. "Hurry and save me!"
The boy, who looked eighteen years old and had an eighteen-year-old soul, almost knelt down.
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Qiu Ling looked at the pretty boy in front of her with surprise. He had a bitter and resentful look on his face the previous second, and no one knew what he was thinking. But the next second, when he saw her, he howled as if he had seen his own mother.
She looked at him speechlessly.
After finishing the night shift, I was on my way home when I suddenly met this handsome young man.
I originally wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson for not going home late at night and sitting on the roadside in a daze, but who knew -
Encountered a case? !
"Someone pushed you into the river?"
Late at night, Qiu Ling, who had finally gotten off work and was able to go home to rest, had to work overtime again and took the reporter to the police station.
But the person who reported the case knew nothing about anything.
He didn't know who pushed him into the river, nor did he know the other person's phone number.
Who can be blamed? In this age of smartphones, who can still memorize someone else's phone number?
Fortunately, the police station was still able to check the contact information.
At four o'clock in the morning, agent Zhou Ping'an appeared at the police station, looking irritable and tired after being woken up late at night.
"Is this the artist you brought?" Qiu Ling asked.
After knowing that Lu Yanhe was an idol artist, she felt relieved that the boy had a handsome face.
Zhou Ping'an still had a very good attitude in front of the police.
"That's right, that's right. Oh, thank you for your hard work, officers, so late at night. Thank you for your help!"
"It's my job, but your artist just sneezed a few times. He might have caught a cold. Give him some medicine right away," Qiu Ling said. "Also, he said someone pushed him into the river. We checked the surveillance footage in that area, and it's terrible. It's a blind spot, nothing was captured. We can only conduct further investigations to find out what happened. You should take him back first."
Zhou Ping'an bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
"Okay, thank you, officer. I'm sorry to bother you."
Qiu Ling took Zhou Ping'an to the room where Lu Yanhe was staying.
Lu Yanhe, wrapped in a military coat, sat on the sofa, staring blankly.
"Lu Yanhe!" Qiu Ling shouted.
Lu Yanhe finally came to his senses and looked up to see his agent.
"Brother Ping'an." When he reacted, he found that he had stood up very nervously.
This is the original body's conditioned reflex.
The original body was always nervous and timid in front of this agent who had been accompanying them.
In fact, according to the original body's memory, Zhou Ping'an has always disliked him.
Since he is the least popular and earns the least money in the group, how could Zhou Ping'an like him?
Today, because of him, I was called out of bed so late.
Zhou Pingan glanced at Lu Yanhe, frowned slightly, and said unhappily, "What are you running around for so late at night?"
Lu Yanhe didn't say anything.
He didn't want to imitate the timid look of his original self when facing Zhou Ping'an in his memory, but it was not easy to fight back in his own style, as that would be too inconsistent with his original self.
silence.
In front of Qiu Ling, Zhou Pingan didn't say anything else. The two of them signed and left.
Lu Yanhe waved to Qiu Ling, "Thank you, Officer Qiu!"
Qiu Ling glanced at the time and it was already 4:30 in the morning.
She sighed.
By the time I got home, washed up, and waited for her to go to bed, it would probably be half past five.
One night was gone.
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Zhou Ping'an didn't say a word while driving Lu Yanhe back to the dormitory. Lu Yanhe didn't say a word either. He kept his mouth shut and looked at the quiet and desolate city outside the car.
Zhou Ping'an suddenly spoke.
"Xiao Lu, it's been three years since you signed under me."
Lu Yanhe looked up at Zhou Ping'an in front of him and nodded.
Zhou Ping'an just felt that Lu Yanhe's reaction was a little different from usual.
That "hmm" sounded a bit careless.
It must be an illusion.
Although Lu Yanhe is not famous, he has always been respectful in front of her.
"Fengzhi will be disbanding next month. What are your thoughts?"
Fengzhi is the name of their group. Lu Yanhe looked at Zhou Pingan with some confusion in his heart, wondering what he meant by suddenly asking this.
"I don't have any ideas. I'll just keep following Brother Ping An," he said.
Zhou Ping'an sighed, "Kid, I've watched you grow up. Actually, in this industry, as you know, talent is very important, but also depends on chemistry. Some people just stand there and don't say anything, and there are still a lot of people who like them. You, for example, may be too introverted and don't talk much. If you continue in the entertainment industry like this, you will never make it."
Lu Yanhe didn't say anything.
He waited for Zhou Ping'an to continue.
Zhou Pingan continued speaking.
"Don't blame me for being blunt. You're only eighteen. There's still time to change careers. Fengzhi is about to disband, and there won't be any group work anymore. Based on the past three years, do you think you'll be able to get other work if you lose your group work?" Zhou Ping'an said, "In my opinion, since you're not suited to the entertainment industry, you should leave as soon as possible. It's not too late to go to school and get into university."