"I'm going to take a shower. You have a lot of things to do at school tomorrow, my dear. Go to bed early. Good night.＾3＾"

"Hmm, good night, little fairy."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Putting down the phone, Su Yu revealed a soft smile on his lips.

The girl named "Yanyu Jiangnan" on the Internet is Su Yu's girlfriend who has been dating online for three years.

Strictly speaking, it should be Su Yu from before.

That's right, he traveled through time.

It has been a month since I traveled through time.

In his last life, he was an orphan. With his natural voice and opportunities, he became famous all over the country at the age of twenty-four. He was in the spotlight every day and was supported by hundreds of millions of fans.

While enjoying these glory, he also paid a corresponding price.

Accepting compliments will also result in being cursed.

With such a halo around him, he is destined to always live in the public eye.

Later, even when I went to the toilet, I was afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi.

Crazy illegitimate meals are everywhere. Once when I was staying in a hotel, I got the room key card from nowhere, ran into his room, and slept on the same bed with him.

As time passed, Su Yu became irritable and disgusted with his celebrity status.

Deep depression led him to commit suicide by jumping into a river.

"This life now is what I want."

I have a complete family. Although they are not rich and even a little poor, my parents have a good relationship and are very harmonious.

The online dating girl was friendly and understanding. Although he didn't even know her appearance, after a month of chatting, he could feel how good this girl was. Maybe this was a spiritual compatibility.

In general, this ordinary life now makes him feel at ease and enjoys it very much.

Click!

Just when Su Yu was wandering, the door to the room opened.

Mother Zhang Guizhi walked in with a bowl of soup.

"After drinking the medicine, go to bed early. School starts tomorrow. Your things have been packed. I'll take half a day off tomorrow to accompany you to school."

She came to Su Yu's bed and handed the bowl in her hand to Su Yu.

"Mom, there's no need to ask for leave. I'll go with Zhang Yang tomorrow and he will help me move my things."

Su Yu stood up and drank all the soup in the bowl.

This is the prescription that Zhang Guizhi sought from an old Chinese medicine doctor in the countryside. Within a month, he had become accustomed to the bitter taste of the soup.

"Okay, school starts tomorrow and the noodle shop will be very busy. I'll feel relieved to have Zhang Yang with you."

"Hold the candy and eat it later."

Zhang Guizhi took the medicine bowl, took out a handful of candies from her pocket, and handed them to Su Yu with a smile.

Then he tidied up the quilt for him, turned around and left.

She knew that Zhang Yang was Su Yu's childhood friend. Su Yu had been in poor health since childhood and Zhang Yang had always taken good care of him. She felt more at ease when they were together.

"My body is still weak after recovering for so long. Fortunately, it has been integrated with the memory of the original owner."

Looking at his mother's back, Su Yu took a deep breath and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Because of his weak body and low blood sugar, he often eats candies, so every time he drinks the medicine, his mother will give him candies. This has been the case since childhood.

In fact, apart from being a little thin, the original owner has excellent looks. However, due to his weak constitution, his skin is a bit white, and his temperament seems to be delicate.

His father, Su Zhengguo, was a sanitation worker, earning more than a thousand a month including subsidies. His mother, Zhang Guizhi, worked as a dishwasher in a small noodle shop, and her salary was not high.

Over the years, almost all of the family's money was spent on medical treatment for the original owner. Later, there was no money to go to the hospital to get medicine, so her mother Zhang Guizhi had no choice but to go to the countryside to find an old Chinese medicine doctor. After all, herbal medicines are much cheaper.

A month ago, the original owner passed out on the way home, and then Su Yu traveled through time.

He didn't know whether the original owner died or exchanged consciousness with him and went to his world.

He only knew that in the memory of the original owner, he had always been full of guilt for his parents, thinking that he was a burden and had dragged his parents down for so many years.

So he studied hard.

Graduating early, going out to make money, and letting his parents live a good life has always been the original owner's wish.

"Since I have used your identity to live a new life, then I will work hard to realize your wish."

Perhaps because he was worried and tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Su Yu took the mobile phone from the bedside.

He opened the music player with a complicated expression.

The experience in his previous life seemed to have made him somewhat resistant to music.

He has not heard a song from this world for so long.

However, through the memory of the original owner, he had some general understanding of the world.

This is a parallel space called Blue Star, with a background very similar to the Earth.

But there is one difference. The cultural atmosphere in this world is very strong, and the entertainment fields such as film, television, music, paintings, and novels are extremely prosperous.

This leads to the fact that even if you don’t have a foundation, you can get into art universities as long as you have good grades.

Although the original owner was in poor health, he had always been among the best because of his hard work in studying. He even won the top prize in liberal arts in Shuangqing City in the college entrance examination.

When everyone thought he was going to choose one of the top universities in the country, he instead chose Shuangqing Art College, and his major was the not-so-popular composition department.

Su Yu also learned from the memory of the original owner that the current China seems to have entered a strange state. With the advent of the traffic era, everyone's pursuit of art has gradually turned into the pursuit of traffic.

Countless people do many shocking things in order to attract people's attention. What dignity and dreams are not worth mentioning in the face of traffic.

Traffic is king, this is the current state of China.

This situation has also led to the fact that although the entertainment field is very prosperous, the works produced are somewhat unsatisfactory.

There are so many bad movies in the film and television industry that they simply treat the audience as fools.

These works make money from fans of popular celebrities.

Acting skills are not important, since fans have the blessing of filters anyway. Lines are not important, anyway, they can be dubbed later, and the actors only need to open their mouths and say 12345.

So what's important?

What matters are the traffic stars.

As long as there is traffic, even if the rating is negative, they can still make a lot of money.

As for the music…

"Let's learn how to bark like a dog, let's bark, bark, bark, bark, bark..."

The singing sound coming from the earphones made Su Yu frown, and his whole face shrank into the expression of an old man on the subway.

He clicked on the hot song rankings, and the song "Learning to Bark a Dog" actually ranked first.

"Exploding thunder, this heaven-reaching cultivation level..."

"I drink wine alone and get drunk. When I get drunk, I pair up the wine bottles..."

As he continued to click on the next song, Su Yu's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Finally, he put down his phone and breathed a long sigh of relief: "What the hell are these things???"

He couldn't understand how these songs, some of which weren't even songs, made it to the top of the charts.

etc!

An idea flashed in Su Yu's head.

If these can be popular, wouldn't it be impossible to just listen to one of those songs from my previous life?

Although I only focused on singing skills in my previous life and did not delve into arranging music, I can copy...ahem...transport it.

In this world, there is no Pu Shu, no Xu Wei, and no Jay Chou...

Any song by these people can drive people crazy in this world.

Thinking of this, Su Yu felt an impulse in his heart. This impulse only lasted for two seconds before he suppressed it.

He was afraid that he would become popular again and would be unable to continue his ordinary life.

However, singing is a professional counterpart and a shortcut to making money quickly. If you don’t sing, how can you make money?

Write a novel?

Su Yu shook his head. He had read many novels, but he didn't have a photographic memory. He basically only remembered the general plot.

What about "Heaven and Earth are so unkind that they treat all things like shit..." "The strong men of Dou Zong are so terrifying..." "My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor..." "Abin's high school grades are not ideal..."

Although these books can last him a lifetime, the specific details have been forgotten and there is only a vague plot, which is not enough to support his writing achievements.

Putting aside the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Su Yu put down his phone.

He was thinking of a compromise method that would allow him to use his advantages to make money and at the same time live an ordinary life.

[Ding, the entertainment system is being bound...]

At this moment, a mechanical female voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

system?

Su Yu, who often reads online articles, is no stranger to this.
Chapter completed!