Chapter 1193: Throwing a stone to ask for directions

After the concert, Yang Luna and Yin Yebei walked on the way back together.

When passing a low-rise building, Yin Yebei suddenly suggested: "My home is right above, should I go up and sit down?"

Yang Luna agreed immediately, "Okay."

Anyway, since the company went bankrupt, her parents also knew that she had to work part-time outside every day, and sometimes it was common not to go home for one night. Although her life is down and out, to a certain extent, she has become much more free. At least she can control her time at will, and can calmly agree to any male friend's invitation.

After hearing that she agreed so readily, Yin Yebei was stunned and frowned and looked at her again and again.

"I said do you trust me or look down on me? What do you think will happen if a single woman enters a single man's home? Aren't you afraid that I will eat you on the spot? It just so happens that I haven't touched a woman for a long time!"

Although he deliberately pretended to have a vicious expression, Yang Luna didn't care at all and took the initiative to approach him and smiled charmingly.

"If you dare to do something randomly, I will keep the evidence to sue you. After all, here is right next to the set, and there must be many paparazzi squatting. We are not ordinary extras. One is the former eldest lady of the Yang Consortium, and the other is an outdated internet celebrity who has just become famous and has destroyed his future. I think paparazzi will be very interested in chasing this news."

"I can do anything for the sake of fire." Under Yin Yebei's stunned gaze, Yang Luna once again raised an evil smile, passed by him, and stepped into the corridor first.

Although what she described was not her nature, she knew very well that in order to survive, sometimes she would be more evil than the evil ones.

People are always greedy for things they can't get. The purer the lamb, the more they want to get involved. But if they act like a "being able to play" depraved girl, they will lose their appetite.

Therefore, although Yang Luna was slightly irritated in her heart, she still raised her head and played the image she disguised to the end.

Yin Yebei’s home is a cheap rental house with only about five square meters. It is just a small space, including the kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom.

The scattered garbage on the ground, dirty clothes, food packaging bags, etc., filled this limited space. Yang Luna stood in front of the door and felt that she had no place to stay.

Yin Yebei was very skilled, stepped on the pile of garbage and sat down on the instant noodles at the square table. He did not treat the rare guests too much.

Yang Luna could only stand on tiptoe and barely set off a path from the garbage dump. She finally walked beside him. At a glance, she saw the newspaper where he was plastering instant noodles, and the front page characters were still familiar, so she couldn't help but take it out and read it curiously.

"Yan Nanqing announced his solo trip and set up a personal studio. He is now recruiting art enthusiasts from the society, and having performance experience is preferred."

The news that Yan Nanqing and his former agent terminated the contract became the hottest news in the entertainment industry after the charity reality show. Unexpectedly, he formed the studio so quickly, and had to recruit new people directly to develop from scratch with him.

"Why don't you try it? This is a good opportunity!" Yang Luna glared excitedly at Yin Yebei, who was not concerned about his affairs. This may be a newspaper that can change his destiny, but he takes it here every day to matte instant noodles?

Yin Yebei didn't even raise his eyelids, but was still pouring seasonings into the bowl: "Forget it, opportunities are all good, they won't fall on your head."

"The society is very realistic now, and it is difficult for a bad artist to make a comeback. If you use it, if the audience doesn't buy it, the money you invested will be wasted. Neither the investor nor the director will take this risk."

"Anyway, this circle is the old wave of the Yangtze River pushing the old wave. Since there are so many innocent artists waiting to make a comeback, why do you have to use someone with bad records?"

Yang Luna was stunned. It turned out that this was what he said on the set, "It's not about whether you work hard, but whether someone gives you a chance."

Although I am not a bad artist, I am the one who proposed to ban the prince of Tianzhen Trading Company. I also have to face the problem of investment risks by using the advertisements and videos I have shot. Since they have never been irreplaceable, why should investors' windows be open to them all the time?

"Hey, give me your signature too." He took the noodle bowl and poured boiling water and placed it on the table to wait. Yin Yebei took out the signature he had just obtained and asked casually, "I'll sell it at a price."

"Sell?" Yang Luna was stunned, "You want to sign for the purpose of selling?"

Yin Yebei sneered: "Otherwise? Otherwise, why do we extras want to sign? We can't afford to eat and still pursue idols?"

While speaking, he skillfully operated micro-time and space, opened the chat group, typed the latest signature information into the publication, and soon a series of responses popped up.

Idol signature reselling has a mature industrial chain in the industry. Many people in the group are either not local or cannot come if they have something to do, so they are responsible for going to the idol meeting site, and after getting the signature, they will sell it in the group.

At the beginning, the price was clearly marked, and one copy was one for each person. Later, the signatures were getting fewer and fewer, so they were auctioned and they could also be sold at a high price several times.

"But in this way, won't you be disrespectful to those idols who trust you?" Yang Luna still felt that this was inappropriate.

Yin Yebei sneered: "Respect, we make dozens of dollars a day, what are we going to consider making hundreds of millions a year for them?"

"We respect them, will they respect me?"

Seeing that he was chatting in the group in a blink of an eye, Yang Luna was too lazy to talk to him anymore. According to the contact information left in the newspaper, she directly started a communication with the jade slip.

"Hello, is it Yan Nanqing's studio? Someone here wants to register."

Yin Yebei jumped in shock when he heard Yang Luna's voice: "What are you doing? Who said you want to sign up?" He didn't even bother to read the information in the group, so he rushed up to grab the jade slip.

Yang Luna flexibly dodged, while still staying in the call state: "Yes, it's called Yin Yebei... I have short-term experience in my career... Well, okay, okay... Will I try this place? OK, I will remember the address... I will bring the work... Well, then I will tell him, that's it."

In Yin Yebei's agitated, Yang Luna proudly put down the jade slip.

"If you have the chance, you should try it! I have signed up for you, and you have regretted it if you don't."

"Since you are jealous of others making hundreds of millions a year, you should cheer up and become an artist who earns hundreds of millions a year! It's better than reselling signatures here, right?"

Yang Luna's move can be regarded as using Yin Yebei to "tear the stone to ask for directions".

Xilingchen's promise is not a life-saving talisman. He is a natural businessman and will only do things that can bring benefits. He promised to invest in himself today, and once he discovers new business opportunities tomorrow, he will kick himself away. If he wants to truly reach equal cooperation with him, he must first have sufficient interest effects, that is, he must rely on himself and gain a foothold in this circle.

Otherwise, even if he makes himself famous, he will always be dependent on him for a living. If he wants to hold himself to heaven, he will hold him to heaven, and if he wants to fall to the ground, he will fall to the ground. He will have to act according to his expression for the rest of his life.

In addition to him, I now need to find another person who has the ability to pull himself in the circle.

Yan Nanqing's studio has just been established and he is interested in supporting newcomers. At this time, he is his partner and spends this low period with him. Only when he can do well in the future will he remember this brotherly relationship even more. After all, "timely help" is always more precious than "icing on the cake".

Yan Nanqing was a top traffic idol who was as famous as A Yan. With his past popularity, even if he only relied on his own, he would never do too badly in the short term. Following him, he could still gain some popularity, and perhaps he could bring bad artists back to life.

However, bets are always risky. Besides, the contract between him and Xie Shaochen has not expired, so you can't just leave. At this time, pushing Yin Yebei ahead is to let him be the "pathfinder". If he succeeds in becoming popular, he will naturally thank himself. If he fails, he will not lose to himself.

Yang Luna felt that she had changed a lot in such a short period of time. Even she couldn't tell whether the young master, Xie Shaochen, or Xilingchen, the person she was studying was the young master?

"I'll tell you..." Yin Yebei over there was so anxious that he started to swear, "You are my woman? Do you care about me so much? How can I pass the matter with you?"

Yang Luna held the newspaper in her hand and smashed it on his head: "I am not your woman, I am your mother, I will teach you this son who is not motivated!"

The two of them became a fuss, and Yin Yebei's roar gradually changed from the initial roar of anger to a burst of joyful laughter.

Yes, if it is really possible to change your destiny, who would be willing to stay in this rental house and eat instant noodles for the rest of your life?

***

The next day.

Compared to Christmas Eve, the real Christmas is obviously more popular among the public. The whole street is filled with a festive atmosphere, and the boiling enthusiasm ignits the streets and alleys. Even the ice and snow piled up in the corners of the walls melted a little unconsciously.

When Liu Mo received a message from Xie Shaochen, he was really moving quickly and helped him find a shooting job within two days. However, those endorsements... were either swimsuits or underwear, and they were obviously ulterior motives!

Liu Mo could even imagine how he would secretly succeed when he tried every means to find these endorsements. He could also please the goddess and feast his eyes. He could really kill two birds with one stone, right?

Faced with his excited urging, "When will I go to audition?" Liu Mo was too lazy to reply.

There was another person's message popping up synchronously with him.

He is also a person who has long been announced to be eliminated.

Knight of Justice: Goddess, can you meet you? I have something very important to tell you!

What else can I say if I can't afford 500,000 people? Liu Mo glanced at his unchanging avatar with contempt and pressed it to reply.

Liu Mo:?I have to work overtime today, let’s go another day.

A reply popped up again soon on the opposite side.

Knight of Justice: Please!

Knight of Justice: I'm waiting for you at the restaurant we had last time. I really hope to see you today!

Although Liu Mo was really uninterested, Tong Jian was usually generous to herself. From time to time, she didn't want to give up all the red envelopes and thousands of gifts.

Just meet him, but if this meeting has nothing to do with money, just a bunch of nonsense, she really doesn't want to pay attention to him anymore!

When she arrived at the agreed meeting place, she saw Tong Jian from afar. Somehow, it took him so long to see him, he looked much thinner. His clothes were covered with several layers, and among the men and women who "need to be gentle but not warm" on the street, he looked like a bear.

Liu Mo walked forward with disgust, barely maintaining a gentle smile on her face, but the contempt in her eyes was unconcealed.

As soon as Tong Jian saw her, he happily came up. Without saying a word, he solemnly handed a magic crystal card to her.

"There are 500,000 people here, which I have worked hard to make up. The password is your birthday."

"Maybe I really don't have much ability, but I just want to share your worries. With this money, you won't be fired by your boss."

Liu Mo held the magic crystal card with his body temperature. After a while of consciousness, she hugged him emotionally, and put her two smooth arms around his neck.

"Thank you, you are so nice to me! I will definitely return this money to you as soon as possible!"

The beloved goddess took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and Tong Jian was also so excited that she burst into tears.

Although her hug hurt his wounds, which were covered in purple and purple, and made him grin in pain, the slight pain soon turned into a satisfied smile.

He would not tell Liu Mo how difficult the money was to come.

First, he took out his savings from his work over the years.

Then, he ran around for her and went to work for her. In order to get the money in the shortest time, he even went to the underground boxing ring on the Black Street and asked to be a target.

Everyone was celebrating Christmas Eve. He was the only one wearing basic protective gear. He was beaten to the point of bleeding and died several times by the physical workers who hated the "white-collar elite".

This was not enough, so he made a special trip to mortgage his house to take out a loan. Finally, within the deadline, he quickly raised 500,000 yuan and handed it over to his beloved goddess.

Now, his whole world, which he loved the most, was snuggling softly in his arms. He really felt that all the contributions to her were worth it.

After a while, he tentatively raised his hand and gently hugged Liu Mo.

Even if the sky collapses at this moment, even if he dies at this moment, he will be willing to do so.

Some people always like to say, I love you and don’t ask for any reward.

But reality often goes as they wish, leaving them without any reward.

They always touch themselves and others, but they cannot touch their beloved person.
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