He felt like he could eat a cow now, but his whole body seemed to be full of strength. He didn't know if this strange state was a side effect of the pill.
But the good news is that his voice has completely recovered.
"For breakfast later, I must eat a few more tea eggs. I'm so hungry. I must be exhausted yesterday."
Wen Zheng was thinking this when he suddenly discovered that his trouser legs and cuffs were a bit too short.
Am I growing again?
Although it is normal for boys to still grow in their early twenties, how can they grow taller overnight?
He rolled out of bed and couldn't help but stare in front of the mirror.
He has indeed grown taller and stronger, and after the lines on his face have become somewhat tougher, he no longer looks that feminine.
I go!
It turns out that the little blue pill can also change your appearance.
Yesterday, he was still a pink and tender girl, but now he has become a vigorous and sunny boy. But in the mirror, there is still a lot of gap between him and the superstar in terms of temperament.
"After all, I was just an ordinary person before. Temperament can be cultivated. Youdao means you have poetry and calligraphy in your heart. In the future, you will find time to read more books. If you don't find a system, as long as you have enough admiration points, you still have to worry about temperament.
Can’t get up? It’s very urgent to gain worship points right now, but where do you start?”
Wen Zheng was thinking about the entry point, and his phone vibrated again. It was the program team who called last night.
"I'm downstairs."
"We're here so soon. Wait a minute, I'll be down soon."
When Wen Zheng heard this, his face lit up with joy.
Isn't participating in a reality show this time the best opportunity to earn admiration points?
Now that his voice is fine, he still has a new song in hand, and he no longer adopts a girly persona. As long as he can leave a good impression on people in this variety show and win the admiration of the audience, he will accept it!
Moreover, as soon as my new character and new songs appear, an entertainment company will definitely come to me to sign a contract. After all, I was just framed, but I didn't really lose my house. My original fan base is still there.
He must seize such an opportunity to make a comeback!
downstairs.
A large group of staff members were ready, and an energetic figure was seen galloping towards them.
"Hello, I'm Wen Zheng. Are you the film crew who contacted me last night?"
Wen Zheng smiled and said hello.
Everyone subconsciously rubbed their eyes.
Is this person Wen Zheng? He looks like a bean sprout on TV, but he looks so strong in real life. How did such a sunny boy get the title of sissy?
"Hello, I am the person in charge of this group. I was the one who contacted you yesterday."
The fat director was stunned for a moment and then walked out immediately.
Several cameras were aimed at Wen Zheng and quickly landed on the best shooting position from every angle.
Wen Zheng glanced at it and asked doubtfully: "Isn't it a reality show? Why did you start recording it just after I left the house?"
The contract has not been signed, the content has not been discussed, and nothing has been told to me. Just start the movie now?
The fat director nodded and said: "It's a reality show. The content of the show is to film your daily life. We want to truly show your life after being down and out to the public. If you sell well, we can add money."
The more Wen Zheng heard, the more something seemed wrong.
He couldn't help but ask the fat director: "I just terminated my contract with the company, why is it like I was banned? The previous scandal was framed by someone."
"Although I am now in debt and unemployed, I will be able to stand up again soon. There is no need to be miserable in front of the camera."
"Hey, I said you guys should stop recording it now, okay?"
The fat director said with a smile: "You don't know that you are banned in the industry? No one in the industry dares to use you now. Only a small media like us can give you the last chance to be on camera."
"Those fans of yours have long since dispersed. Who cares about you now? All you have to do these days is to show off in front of the camera. The seven thousand dollars will be yours. We will use the material to entertain the audience. Everyone gets what they need. This is not good."
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Wen Zhengke finally understood.
It turned out that his words at the press conference did not change the predicament too much, and the other party's backhand was too cruel and completely crushed him to death.
"I won't be miserable in front of the camera. You can leave, I won't record it anymore."
"We came all the way here and you said you won't record anymore? He... tui! You still think you're a top star. You can't get over it. Do you want more money? Okay, I'll give you fifty more a day, okay.
Alright."
"roll roll roll!"
After several conversations, the fat director lost his temper when he saw that he was out of touch, so he had to wave and lead the people away.
After he took a few steps, he turned around and sneered: "If you can make a comeback, I'm a dog! Remember what I said! Bah! What the hell."
How could Wen Zheng pay attention to him? After all, you can't gain adoration points by being miserable.
After taking a look at the crowd of onlookers around him, he realized that there was no admiration worth receiving, so he walked to the breakfast shop not far away as if nothing had happened.
"Boss! Here are five tea eggs, a bowl of tofu, two steamed buns, and some meat!"
He is really too hungry.
In the blink of an eye, half of the food on the table was missing. In the boss's surprised eyes, he added more food.
While peeling the tea eggs, the phone in my trouser pocket vibrated.
The text message reminded that 2.47 million had just been transferred to his card.
Before Wen Zheng could realize what was going on, his father's text message came again: "I sent you a message and I didn't reply. What's going on? I just put some money into your card. You can use it to pay off the debt first. If it's not enough, just say nothing."
, your mother and I will come up with a solution. The county’s military recruitment is about to begin, so come back quickly.”
Wen Zheng was stunned on the spot holding his cell phone.
He remembered that Wen Zheng had never gone back once since he left home because the company's arrangements for him were so full.
If the guess is correct, the father just put 2.47 million into his card, 2 million of which were given to Wen Zheng one after another after he became famous. As for the fraction of 470,000, it should be the old man
All the savings the couple had saved from opening a canteen over the years.
Thinking of this, Wen Zheng subconsciously wanted to make a call, but when the call was dialed, he quickly hung up.
He suddenly realized that after the call ended, he didn't know what to say.
After hesitating for a moment, he typed on the keyboard and replied to the text message: "There is something wrong with Weixin. It will be fine in a few days. I will check in your card later if the money comes out."
He planned to use 2 million to pay off the debt. After all, the 8 million debt also had interest.
There was nothing he could do to take that 470,000 yuan.
The text message came soon:
"You have to give it to me in person, otherwise I'll give you a check in the card. That's it, the matter over there is finished, come back quickly!"
The old man has a very stubborn temper.
Wen Zheng was helpless. After simply replying, he called his former manager, Sister Wang.
When the other party heard that he wanted to pay back another two million, he was quite surprised. Seeing that he couldn't find out anything, he finally sent him his bank card number and other information.
"Boss, check out!"
Wen Zheng rubbed his belly and shouted with satisfaction.
"Nine cage steamed buns, three bowls of tofu puffs, and thirteen tea eggs, a total of one hundred and thirty-six. Let me give you one hundred and thirty. Hehe, as expected of a young man, he has a great appetite."
The boss finished the calculation with a calculator, his face beaming with joy.
After so many years of running a breakfast shop, this is the first time he has encountered someone who can eat more than a hundred breakfasts per person.
Wen Zheng was shocked after hearing this, but he quickly realized that this should be caused by the pills given by the system, otherwise he would not be able to take so much even if he was exhausted.
He paid the cash with a pained look on his face and immediately became distressed.
Now he only has more than 2,000 yuan left. What will happen if he eats so much every meal? Although he has a song in hand, he has been banned in the industry, and his fans have become black fans and passers-by. He wants to use this to make a name for himself in the industry.
The possibility of making money inside is basically zero.
"Wen Zheng?"
Suddenly, a slightly hesitant voice came to my ears.
Wen Zheng heard the news and went out, only to see a girl standing not far away, looking at him with a strange expression.