It was midday and lunch time again. No one treated me to this meal, so I stopped going to the restaurant and went to the alley to eat a bowl of mixed noodles. So I walked out wearing flip-flops and clattered.

"Uncle Li, come and add more green onions."

"Okay, you can sit first, wait a moment."

Over the past few days, Chen Lixing has been hanging out in the alley and has met many neighbors.

After a while, a large bowl of hot mixed sauce noodles were served. The bald Mr. Li wore a white vest and asked, "Xiao Chen, haven't found a job to go to work yet?"

Chen Lixing replied: "The world is not good, it is difficult to find."

"It's hard to find it."

Mr. Li said seriously: "You are not young anymore. What do you think of being an unemployed vagrant every day? Listen to the advice of the old man, while you are young, work hard and make more money, so that you can find a wife with money."

Chen Lixing has experienced this old man's temperament and loves preaching, but it is actually out of enthusiasm.

There were no other diners, Mr. Li continued to nag: "You are tall and big, why don't you go to Qianmen where there is a community to recruit security guards. I tell you that security guards are good at doing this. Welcome to the south and send to the north and receive people, and can train people in the world."

Speaking of this, he looked around and lowered his voice: "That's a high-end community, and the people living in rich people, especially middle-aged female owners, there are many, and they all look lonely and coquettish."

He coughed dryly and winked at Chen Lixing, looking like "you know".

Chen Lixing was amused and crying. Unexpectedly, the enthusiastic Mr. Li had such a vulgar side. He said it well before, but in a blink of an eye, he changed his style.

Uncle Li sighed: "If I were thirty years younger, I would have gone, which would be better than hiding here to sell noodles with fried sauce. When I was young, I had to be face-saving, and talk about dignity, and only when I was old would I understand. I could eat hardships, so what else could I not eat?"

Chen Lixing listened and was speechless.

Mr. Li continued: "But now that I am old, I can't do a lot of things. Hey, we outsiders want to take root in Yanjing, but they can't even get in. I have been in Yanjing for almost fifty years, and I still rent a house to stay in such a noodle stall."

...

Back in the yard and sat on the rattan chair, Chen Lixing was thinking about things. Although he didn't agree with Mr. Li's point of view, he did remind him:

Time is wasted, and time is endless!

It was very comfortable to eat well during this period of time, but I couldn't fall into depravity because of this. The last savings I had on hand, the money I used to go home, had already been spent almost the same amount. As for the 10,000 yuan that Zhao Ziruo threw to him, the penny was not moved.

That is someone else's money. Even if you have to use it, you will still borrow it and you have to pay it back.

Chen Lixing clearly distinguished this point.

In the future, he actually had a rough plan. However, before the plan was realized, everything was empty talk.

For example, posting songs on the website proves that this road is not accessible; submitting articles to the company is also unpredictable. So in addition to these two ways, you have to find a job, at least you have a relatively stable income that can solve your personal food and clothing problem.

Chen Lixing and other band members are completely different from people in the world. Needless to say, Zhao Ziruo is the one who doesn’t have to worry about money; which one of Liu Hao and others does not have a decent and glamorous work unit?

Music is just a fun ticket, and if you can't say it will come, you won't come.

But Chen Lixing couldn't, so he just hoped that he would turn over. He couldn't turn over and passed by mediocrely and busy all his life.

Really unwilling to give up.

The phone rings, and after reading the phone number, his face calmed down, he hesitated for a moment, and then answered:

"Ah, it's mom, have you had dinner?"

The soft tone seemed to have a hint of fatigue.

Chen Lixing's mood fluctuated and he said softly.

The mother continued, "You haven't called back for a few days. Didn't you say you wanted to go home last time? Where are you now?"

"I'm still in Yanjing. I've found a new job. I'm busy and can't go home."

“What job?”

Chen Lixing hesitated: "Sing in the bar."

"You still sing..."

Chen's mother sighed: "Hello, you are almost thirty."

Chen Lixing breathed: "Mom, I'm not willing to give up, I want to try again."

The mother on the other side of the phone was silent for a while before saying, "I'll send you money later, but not much, I'll only get three thousand."

"No, no."

Chen Lixing hurriedly said, "I can make money now."

"real?"

My mother's tone was obviously unbelievable.

"Really! The job is good now, the income is good, and the boss is also very good to me. I figured it out and no longer wastes money by running around and trashing around, so I can stabilize first."

"Okay, just be able to figure it out."

Chen's mother's voice was already even more swallowed: "Mom is very happy."

There are actually many jobs related to music. Chen Lixing is a professional after all. Although he is only a junior college and is definitely not a prestigious school, as long as he is down-to-earth and hardworking, it will be no problem to support himself.

The problem is that Chen Lixing wanted to be a star and became famous, so he went to participate in talent shows everywhere and participated in various singing competitions. He didn't know how much money and energy he threw in. In this state, he had no intention of working, and in the end he could only wander around, break up his work and make a living by singing.

I talked for a while and the phone hung up.

Within two minutes, there was a ding dong sound, and when I opened the Q letter, I saw that it was a transfer, which was exactly three thousand yuan.

Looking at the transfer number, Chen Lixing's heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone.

He knew the situation at home very well. Although his father was a teacher and his salary was stable, he was only over 3,000 yuan a month. His mother got up early and went to bed late and had her income not much higher. Over the years, in order to support her son in pursuing his dreams, she had already emptied her family's assets and owed a lot of foreign debts.

I don’t know how my parents saved money to save money and earned money to get it.

Chen Lixing felt his heart was blocked, his nose was sore, and his complex emotions were mixed together. He felt that he was really useless. He was a bastard, almost thirty years old, and his parents were so worried. He gritted his teeth and vowed to make a personal appearance. With money, he would be filial to the two elders...

He did not accept the transfer and sent a voice back: "Mom, you can keep this money for you. Don't save so much money on weekdays. Buy more delicious food. I can make money now."

After sending it, I quickly got up, went back to the room to change my clothes, dressed neatly, put on my guitar, and then locked the door and went out.

When passing by the noodle stall, Mr. Li shouted, "Xiao Chen, where are you going?"

Chen Lixing replied: "Go and find a job."

Mr. Li looked at the guitar he was carrying and muttered, "What's the point of looking for a job? Go and coax the little girl? What's the saying? I don't know that aunt is good, so I mistakenly treat the girl as a treasure. Tsk tsk, this outfit and face, it's a pity not to be a security guard."

Shaking his head, his face was slutty.

"If you don't go to cook noodles, why are you whispering here?"

A sudden roar made Mr. Li tremble. When he turned to face Aunt Li with a ninety waist, he was already smiling: "I'll go now."
Chapter completed!