Chapter 109 I Don't Believe in You



night.

Lonely.

The big yellow dog stood faithfully outside the house, like a satellite TV station with a few pieces of trouser threads remaining in its mouth.

Zhou Shuai sat on the chair, panting, and still looked a little frightened.

He was in a mess.

He didn't want to rush to Hengdian overnight. At this moment, he should have been lying on the bed and sleeping soundly or enjoying an extremely comfortable massage in the massage parlor next door, and then lying there all night until dawn.

But, he is famous now.

My phone kept ringing with calls from colleagues, friends, and other people in my circle.

The first thing they said was to ask when they would go live, and they would go over to support...

This undoubtedly made him collapse.

So he was so angry that he came to find Lu Yuan at night, but he didn't expect that when a person is unlucky, he will get bitten by a dog as soon as he arrived...

Life...

Why.

At this moment, he sighed deeply and looked extremely sad.

Lu Yuan felt that it would be OK for him to play the role of a wanderer.

After Lu Yuan poured Zhou Shuai a cup of tea, Zhou Shuai took a big gulp. After finishing it, he looked at Lu Yuan with resentment.

This kind of look made Lu Yuan's scalp tingle. At first glance, it really looked like the feeling of a crazy man and a resentful woman being raped...

"Why is your phone turned off again?"

"Can my fucking filming phone be turned on?"

"Tell me, did you participate in "The King of Masked Singer"?

"I participated, why?"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see?"

"I saw a bunch of eye boogers..."

"Fuck, don't mention that word. I'm telling you, my eyes are filled with distrust and frustration towards you. The more I look at you, the more you look like a liar!"

"What did I lie to you about!"

"You really participated?"

“I really participated!”

"You said you were the one with the red animal head!"

"I am indeed..."

"You are not the Tiger Head contestant who sang 'Brothers' at all!"

“I’m not…”

"Then what else do you say..."

"I didn't admit that I was, did I?"

"Then who are you!"

“This is a secret!”

"Oh my god, do you know how many people have mocked me online for keeping this secret of yours? There were countless messages on Weibo asking me to live stream my meal... Ugh, I don't even dare to open Weibo now!"

"What are you eating on the live broadcast?" Lu Yuan looked Zhou Shuai up and down and then frowned: "You are cheating on Weibo about food and drinks? This habit is not good..."

"Fuck you! Eat shit!"

"Tell me, who are you..."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'm the one wearing the dog head mask."

"real?"

"real!"

"You don't charge money?"

"I won't accept it!"

"Tell me the truth, did you participate in "The King of Masked Singer"?!"

"I really want to participate..."

"I trust you to death, and you still want to cheat me? Wait, I know what you want to do. You want to use me to hype you up for free?"

"What? Am I that kind of person?"

"Oh my god, you are that kind of person. I declare now that our cooperation is over from now on. It's over!"

"???"

At this moment, when Zhou Shuai saw Lu Yuan's sincere eyes, he suddenly stood up with a look of disbelief.

Then he turned around and left very firmly, seemingly without any hesitation.

He was very cruel!

Would this person not want money?

Absolutely impossible! He's the kind of bastard who would sell himself out for money!

Would he be so kind?

impossible!

He felt that the information provided by Lu Yuan for free was definitely fake news. He even now suspected that Lu Yuan did not participate in "Crossover Masked Singer"!

Yes, this guy is very bad, he didn’t participate at all, he just used me to hype himself up!

day!

I fell into the trap completely.

At this moment, he wanted to break off all ties with Lu Yuan, this traitorous bastard!

From now on, the road leads to the sky and we go our separate ways!

"What then..."

Just as Zhou Shuai was about to walk out of the house, he suddenly stopped.

"What?" Lu Yuan was a little confused by Zhou Shuai. He didn't understand why Zhou Shuai didn't trust him so much.

What is wrong with this world?

Why are you targeting me everywhere?

"Um, can you pull the dog down..." Zhou Shuai wanted to leave in a tough manner, but in the end he could not hold out for more than three seconds.

“…”

Only after Lu Yuan had tied up the big yellow dog did Zhou Shuai dare to walk out of the house.

After walking out of the house, Zhou Shuai continued to say that he would never cooperate with Lu Yuan again, and that if he did, he would be a puppy.

He unilaterally contacted Lu Yuan for cooperation and vowed never to mention any topic related to Lu Yuan again.

He would not help Lu Yuan to hype anything again.

Although Lu Yuan was confused by Zhou Shuai's sudden action, he remained calm after being confused.

Zhou Shuai's unilateral termination of the partnership had little impact on Lu Yuan.

Anyway, Lu Yuan has already made enough money from him. Besides, does it make sense for Zhou Shuai to help him promote him or not?

It makes no sense at all.

He is not interested in this.

In the next few days, Lu Yuan kept a low profile and wandered around the company and the crew, and also took time to go to the store to supervise the decoration.

The progress of the store renovation has been as planned, and the workers seem to be working very hard and overtime.

Of course Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh when he left the store.

A store that used to be a restaurant has now been forcibly renovated into a "remote" entertainment company.

This made Lu Yuan not know what emotion to use to describe his rather upset mood.

The filming schedule of "The Wanderer" was very disappointing.

Although Lu Yuan's acting skills are good at the beginning, he always makes some low-level mistakes when the real plot begins.

After all, he is a novice. Although he has some talent, he can't do whatever he wants like Lu Yihong, so the shooting progress has not been fast and is always bumpy.

After looking at the progress, Lu Yuan accepted his fate.

The original plan was to finish the film in one month, but looking at the current progress it is impossible to finish the film in one month. If it can be finished in two months we will be thankful.

Lu Yuan calculated the time and found that the filming would be finished in mid-December. Of course, this was based on the assumption that there were no unexpected events...

If there is an accident, it is estimated that this time will be delayed...

One day's delay means one day's money!

Looking at the money going out every day, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

This is such a bummer!

Two months later, I was really penniless.

Money, money, money!

I really need money!

Where can I get more money?

Lu Yuan suddenly felt under a lot of pressure, and his mind was full of money.

While Lu Yuan was worrying about his money, Zheng Jianguo was staring at an English blog in surprise.

This blog post was written by Edward.

Zheng Jianguo has always been paying attention to Edward. After all, Edward is an internationally renowned pianist, and it is impossible for him not to pay attention to him.

The blog is not long. When translated into Chinese, it is only about 3,000 words from beginning to end. However, the title of the blog is surprising.

The title is: "Why is God so cruel?"

Why is God so cruel?

Edward rarely uses such a heavy title, what happened?

When Zheng Jianguo saw the title of this blog, he was stunned for a long time.

Then open the following content.

"In July, I had the honor of hearing a wonderful piano piece. After listening to it, I tried to play it myself..."

"Then, I was attracted by the mood of the piece, and after being attracted, I began to look for the original creator of this piano piece..."

"I originally thought that the original creator of this piano piece was a world-class pianist or a world-renowned composer, but when I saw the oriental name Lu Yuan, he was surprised."

"This horrible creator is actually a Chinese!"

"Yes, Chinese!"

"Before this, maybe I was ignorant, but I had never heard of a Chinese person who could create such a beautiful piece of music. Moreover, this was an unknown Chinese person. I couldn't find any information about him on the Internet..."

"Maybe, this is a kind of fate..."

"From that day on, I thought that one day I would be able to meet this Chinese man, talk to him about piano music, play music with him, and talk to him about the future... I prayed almost every day..."

"God is merciful, and he heard my prayers... Then, on that lucky day, I met the Chinese man and made an appointment with him to play together..."

"The impression I get from Chinese people is that they don't talk much and seem a little shy. If I hadn't confirmed it was him, I wouldn't have believed he was so talented..."

"This month, I was lucky enough to invite him to our concert, but unfortunately, he refused to play solo with me... I think this is his pride. People with real talent are proud, and he deserves this pride..."

"Before this, I always thought that God was merciful, but after that concert, I began to doubt God... Sorry, I can't deceive myself, because this Chinese man played a "Lullaby" on the spot in front of everyone, even the whole of China. Although, I really don't know why he could compose a "Lullaby" in that kind of occasion. After all, everything is very strange and even inappropriate, but he just played it..."

"At that moment, I seemed to see him bathed in holy light, enjoying God's guidance, and possessing all the enviable talents. It was as if the legend was about to officially begin, just like Mork a hundred years ago... Yes, I really envy him! God is unfair. Why did he give him such a terrible talent... Why don't I have such a shocking talent!"

"We invited him, hoping that he could go around the world with us to perform..."

"But he refused. After that, he even said that he would never play the piano again..."

"He said this lightly but very seriously. I thought he was joking, but he didn't look like he was joking..."

"Oh my God...is this all true?"

After reading the eloquent blog, Zheng Jianguo was stunned.

Will this kid never play the piano again?

What's going on?

When he opened his eyes and looked at the blog, he found that it had been reposted thousands of times.

“Ding ding ding.”

Zheng Jianguo's cell phone rang.

"dad?"

"Do you know what happened on the Internet?"

"What's up?"

"Lu Yuan, that bastard, has caused a huge uproar online over his statement that he doesn't want to play the piano..."

"What?"


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