Sitting in the fly-in-the-wall restaurant downstairs, eating the familiar yet unfamiliar braised pork rice, and watching current affairs and entertainment news on TV, Chen Bei finally became convinced that he had traveled back in time.
At this moment, he was excited but also a little confused.
What is exciting is the act of time travel itself, which is not something that everyone can experience.
What makes me confused is what I should do next after traveling back in time, and what my life goals are.
Also, why have I never heard of those politicians from various countries in the news?
Even the names that are now popular in the entertainment industry that I am more familiar with are unheard of by me.
Who is Wu Yue? Who is Lin Zhixi?
Where's my Jay Chou? Where's my Taylor Swift? Where's my Quentin Tarantino? My Ozawa... Oh, this one's still here. That's all right.
"Renowned director Xu Shan stated that their new drama is currently reshooting the final few scenes in Yuntai City. The pre-production editing for the TV series has been completed, and I believe it will be available to everyone soon."
The TV was still broadcasting the current entertainment news, but Chen Bei's thoughts were no longer on it.
From the moment Luo Xiaonan and the others left, Chen Bei suddenly figured out something.
He wasn't upset about the divorce.
The reason why he couldn't forget this scene was because his life was not going well afterwards.
This divorce was the beginning of his misfortune in his previous life.
Now that he could start over here, he felt that he could no longer be idle like before.
You must do something to make this life more wonderful!
Since many big names in the entertainment industry no longer exist in this world, can we use their works?
Thinking of this, Chen Bei hurriedly dialed a number and said:
"Hello, is this Brother Zhao? Can I use your recording studio tomorrow?"
A dejected voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, I don't plan to do this anymore. I'm also planning to sell the recording studio. I've been busy contacting buyers these past two days, so I really don't have time to help you record."
Brother Zhao is also a musician. He has an 80-square-meter house, which he converted into a recording studio.
He is a few years older than Chen Bei and has been in the circle for some time.
But there hasn't been any results, and it seems that I'm a little discouraged.
Thinking of the recording studio, Chen Bei's heart moved:
"Brother Zhao, how much do you plan to sell your shed for?"
"What? Are you interested? Let's be clear first. I just want to find someone who can take over all my equipment."
"If you're willing, how about I give you 7,000 yuan per square meter? Including equipment depreciation, you just need to give me 700,000 yuan in total!"
Chen Bei thought about it for a moment. According to the current housing prices in Yuntai City, Brother Zhao’s house at 7,000 yuan per square meter is really not expensive.
In addition, the equipment is also good. When Brother Zhao first installed this equipment, he spent more than 400,000 yuan.
Chen Bei was somewhat tempted. The current holiday season was not too high, so he could continue to run the recording studio after buying it.
Even if the recording studio really doesn't make money, you can definitely not lose money by selling it yourself when housing prices go up in the future.
"Okay! I'll go take a look tomorrow. If it's okay, we'll go through the formalities!"
Chen Bei just received a text message from the bank saying that the money has arrived.
Luo Xiaonan had probably been waiting for this day for a long time, and was trying non-stop to sever the connection between the two of them.
"Haha, it's better to break up. Who knows who will regret it later."
After drinking the beer in the glass in one gulp, Chen Bei wiped his mouth and went home.
After taking a quick shower, he started the live broadcast.
Glancing at the number of spectators, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
There were only about a dozen fans originally, but none of them are here now.
In his previous life, he had wanted to give it another try through live streaming.
As a result, after persisting for half a year, the number of fans remained stable at around 100, including quite a few zombie fans.
Later, I became discouraged and simply packed up my things and returned to my hometown.
After sending a message to Ruanruan, Chen Bei began to debug the equipment.
Soon, Ruanruan heard the news and rushed over. As soon as she entered the live broadcast room, she gave a gift.
"Thank you for the sports car my sister Ruanruan gave me. She is so generous."
On this live streaming platform, a sports car costs 100 yuan. After deducting the website's operating expenses and commission, Chen Bei can get 30 yuan.
As a new anchor, Chen Bei would be grateful even for a one-dollar lollipop, let alone a one-dollar sports car.
Ruanruan doesn't often reward Chen Bei, maybe it's because she found out about what happened to Chen Bei today, so she sent him a gift to express her comfort.
Sure enough, after delivering the gift, Ruanruan hurriedly asked:
"Are you okay now? If you're not feeling well, just go off the air and take a break. There's no need to force a smile."
The Internet is a magical world. You will meet some people here. Some of them will speak ill of you for no reason, while others will show you kindness.
Chen Bei tuned the strings of his zither and said:
"I'm really fine. Although I still feel a little empty inside, I've gotten through the most difficult time."
"Why did you break up with her? Can you talk about it? I heard that talking about some things can make you feel better."
"It's nothing, actually. I just couldn't give her the life she wanted, so she chose to leave and pursue her own happiness."
"You know, people like us who play music actually had a hard life before we became famous."
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