It's a mess.

This guy must have come to ruin the situation!

Seeing the reactions of his fans in the audience, Song Jialun was cursing in his heart.

Why did I call such a person on stage? Can I sing those two sad love songs next?

Ten thousand grass mud horses rushed by Song Jialun's heart.

But now, he could only step forward with a gritted bullet and asked loudly in surprise: "Does he sing well?"

“So good!!!”

Tens of thousands of people responded in unison, and the ground was shaking in the venue.

Song Jialun felt even more distressed. No matter what stage performance it was, the actors were most afraid of being too popular when the show was too hot, so they couldn't take on the hot spots themselves, and the same was true for singing.

My concert was made so popular by a fan on stage. If I missed it later, it would be over.

"Brother, you are a bit too much. In my opinion, your singing skills have surpassed many well-known singers. To be honest, have you published your works before?" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"No." Shao Yang shook his head and said, "I just broke up with my girlfriend yesterday. This song was written after I broke up. Today is the first time I sang it."

"Then can you tell me why your girlfriend broke up with you?"

“Because I don’t have money.”

"Uh." Song Jialun was speechless. He didn't expect Shaoyang to say so bluntly. He said again: "So now standing on the stage, do you have anything to say to your ex-girlfriend?"

Shao Yang was stunned for a moment, held the microphone and said, "I have nothing to say to her. I am blind if I like her."

There was an uproar in the audience.

According to normal scripts.

Shaoyang should say something like "I wish you happiness", but his words were not left with affection for his ex-girlfriend.

Song Jialun didn't know how to answer: "Haha, your girlfriend will definitely regret it in the future. Okay, the last question is, what is the name of this song."

""actor""

"Your song is really well written. I think it wouldn't be interesting to give this collector's version of the album to your fans in the audience. If you have the chance, we can talk about song creation in the future."

"Thanks."

Shaoyang walked off the stage with the collector's version album with his autographed autograph and returned the microphone to the staff. Shaoyang returned to his position.

The eyes of the people around him were all on Shaoyang.

Xue Jiajia looked at Shaoyang with a gaze. After he sat down, she grabbed Shaoyang's arm and said with a flattering face: "God, let's discuss it."

Shaoyang looked at Xue Jiajia and said in confusion: "What are you discussing?"

Xue Jiajia pointed to the collector's version album in Shaoyang's hand and said with a smile: "Of course it's the album in your hand."

"You want it?"

Seeing Xue Jiajia nodding repeatedly, Shaoyang handed the album directly to Xue Jiajia, and said generously: "Okay, just sell it if you give it money, WeChat or Alipay?"

"God, you're too merciful."

"Then I won't sell it." Shaoyang directly snatched the album back. Xue Jiajia grabbed Shaoyang's hand and pretended to be pitiful: "I was wrong, I was wrong, it's not okay for me to transfer money to you. The price of this album on salted fish is 88,000 yuan. Can I scan you 80,000 yuan?"

"Eighty thousand!" Shao Yang was very surprised. You should know that before yesterday, his monthly salary was only eight thousand.

Seeing Shaoyang's reaction, Xue Jiajia thought she had made less bids. She hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, 90,000, 90,000 is OK."

A broken CD, burn a few songs, get a good-looking box, and sign a name. It costs less than twenty yuan, and you can buy something that costs tens of thousands of yuan. This is faster than making money by selling money.

"That...it's still 80,000, and I'm useless to give this album to me."

"Okay, I'll add your friend and forward it to you."

The two of them handed in hand and delivered the goods in the other hand, and soon reached a deal. A circle of people around them looked at the collector's version of the album in Xue Jiajia's hand, and they were so envious.

"God, did you really write the song you sang on stage just now?"

"Otherwise."

Xue Jiajia gave a thumbs up: "Awesome. Although you are not as good-looking as our Lunlun, your singing voice will definitely break through the siege of thousands of troops!"

"Well, I plan to go to the company to resign tomorrow, and after resigning, I will participate in the talent show."

Shaoyang has no connections now, and if you want to enter the entertainment industry, you can only use this method. Of course, there is another way to debut faster, that is, find a female boss in the entertainment industry and sacrifice her own color to seek "special care", but Shaoyang is not such a person.

"Really or not?"

"Really."

"Haha, then you can tell me that I will definitely give you a ranking."

"Then you look at it slowly, I'll let it go first."

"Where are you going?"

Shaoyang said: "The concert will be over later, and the subway station will definitely be full. Anyway, it's almost over now, so I'll go home and go to bed first."

After Shaoyang finished speaking, he got up and left.

Xue Jiajia glanced at Shaoyang's back, then looked at Song Jialun on the stage. After a few seconds of confusion, she finally got up and followed Shaoyang.

"You came out, too."

"You're right. There will definitely be traffic jams on the road later. I'm not good at driving skills, so I'd better leave early. Anyway, I'm already having fun today." Xue Jiajia asked with the album in her arms, "Where are you living?"

“On the other side of Dongyang Road.”

"Follow me, I'll give you it."

"Isn't this good?"

"I took the initiative to invite you to take a ride. Do you want to reject me?"

Shao Yang smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, thank you."

Shaoyang was right. Xue Jiajia was indeed a good owner who was not short of money. His car was a high-end version of the BMW Seven Series. It should cost more than one million yuan to go on the road. However, such a good car was like a toy in Xue Jiajia's hands. It was so rude when he fell into the car door.

The car left the parking lot and drove forward along the national highway.

Xue Jiajia took the initiative to raise the topic and said: "God, why did you break up with your girlfriend?"

Shaoyang didn't hide it and replied honestly: "She has someone outside, she is a rich man."

"Tsk, aren't you sad?"

"Fortunately, I thought it through after drinking some wine last night."

"You are quite open-minded."

"Oh."

"Just when you were singing off the stage, there were a lot of people in the audience recording videos. There will definitely be videos on the Internet tomorrow, and maybe you will become popular tomorrow."

"Not as easy as you said."

"But the song you sang is really nice. If you post it online, I will definitely listen to it."

"Well."

Shao Yang narrowed his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Then after I go to the company to handle the resignation tomorrow, I will go to the recording studio to record songs in the afternoon."

"Haha, after you send it online, remember to send me a message and I'll forward it for you."

"good."

...

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

Before, I was a handsome young man in his twenties who was extraordinary and handsome. I have been working for a while.

Now, no matter how you look at this, you are just the age of a high school student...
To be continued...