Zila......

In the dimly lit small room, Fang Chang had a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his head to take out an egg from the refrigerator.

Pick up the egg with one hand and knock it on the edge of the pot, pinch the eggshell, and the egg white and yolk tumble and fall into the pot.

Make a sizzling sound.

A piece of fireworks rose in the pot in an instant.

An omelette for breakfast is obviously not enough to eat.

But thinking that there were only three eggs left in the refrigerator, Fang Chang gave up the extravagant idea of having another omelette.

The eggs turn golden in the blink of an eye, and their fragrance wafts out.

Fang Chang opened his mouth in satisfaction and smiled.

It was the tenth day he felt the world screw.

Exclusion from the very beginning.

So far, he has accepted it gladly, and even has some small satisfaction, and Fang Chang has made a lot of progress.

Just ten days ago, Fang Chang's world began to change.

The world is still that world, and even the square chief is still that square leader.

But everything is distorted......

The TV series broadcast by the TV station are all things that Fang Chang has not watched.

I don't know any of the songs on the music charts and the singer Fang Chang.

Even the "Li Bai Du Fu Poetry Collection" placed at the bedside has become "Cao Zi's Three Thousand Poems".

The Kangxi Dictionary became the Qianning Dictionary......

All the things about literature and art have become what Fang Chang has never heard or seen.

The TV programs that Fang Chang watched, the ancient poems he wrote silently, the movies he watched, and the songs he listened to in those years are all gone!

Even.

Even the small house where Fang Chang used to live has become a radio station.

It says it's a radio station, but it's actually just a small bungalow of only 80 square meters.

A bedroom, a broadcast studio, a kitchen and a bathroom, it looks dilapidated and extremely miserable.

But even so, the house belongs to the radio company.

If the performance declines sharply, the radio company will take back the broken house.

Although the radio coverage can cover half of the suburbs, it is a suburban radio station after all.

Fang Chang had learned before that there were only more than 30 daily listeners, which was equivalent to no ......

On weekdays, they are all fixed old songs.

It's not attractive at all.

There are 50 or 60 such district-level radio stations in Jiangdu.

And Fang Chang's No. 36 radio station [Qingyang 558] in Qingyang District, Jiangdu, is the one with the lowest performance ratings in the district.

However, Fang Chang didn't care about the results.

So for more than ten days, I have been eating and waiting for death, and even the radio program has not been updated properly.

The eggs are fried and sprinkled with a little seafood soy sauce on top.

Fang Chang took a bite and squinted his eyes to enjoy it.

It's delicious, but that's it.

Boom Boom Boom ......

While he was eating eggs, someone was slamming on the door outside.

"The door is unlocked. Fang Chang didn't raise his head and spoke.

"Are you kid still in the mood to eat? Do you know that your radio station is going to be canceled?"

His head was shining, his big eyes were bright, and he looked at Fang Chang with hatred.

"Isn't it true that people have to eat to live? Fang Chang chirped, put the last piece of omelette in his mouth, raised his head, and looked indifferent.

The bald head is named Zhao Ning, nicknamed Zhao Datou.

It's the deputy director in charge of the radio station in the telecommunications company, Fang Chang's old classmate.

"Eat, your radio station is being watched by the [Qingyang 995] on the other side, as soon as your radio station is canceled, people on the other side will immediately take you here, and even people have already made a plan to transform your place. When the time comes, as soon as they take it away, you won't have a place to live. ”

Fang Chang took out the paper towel on the side and wiped his hands skillfully, "Make money...... It's not that simple. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me. Zhao Datou obviously didn't believe that Fang Chang was.

raised his head and looked through the window at the six- and seven-story Qingyang 995 radio station across the road: "There is still half a month, and it will be the day of the district-level radio station assessment, if your radio station is still the first from the bottom, it can only go out of business and be annexed by the other side, and then your kid will move out of here......

Fang Chang still didn't care; "Big head, I'm not interested in the entertainment industry." ”

Fang Chang is telling the truth, he doesn't plan to use the entertainment industry to make money, when the time comes, just write a few scripts or lyrics, make extra money, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, build a villa, and raise four or five local dogs plus two or three big fat pigs, plant a few acres of watermelons, and run a beauty pageant in the village when he has nothing to do. Why is he floating and sinking in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry?

Zhao Datou looked at Fang Chang with disdain.

Before the big head could speak, a dripping sound suddenly came from Fang Chang's ears.

[The big artist system scans the host and starts binding]

[The host of the big artist system is successfully bound]

Fang Chang's big eyes were stunned for a moment, looking at the video light curtain that appeared in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, what the hell is this?

[The host will gain firepower points according to the fans' favorite]

[After obtaining the firepower value, you can participate in the system lottery]

[Host's current firepower: 35]

[Please use entertainment means as soon as possible to gain the love of fans, get firepower, and become a big entertainment artist!]

Looking at the flickering light curtain in front of him, and the successive voices in his ears, Fang Chang subconsciously replied, "What if I don't?"

[The host is born for entertainment, and has the heavy responsibility of saving this parallel world of entertainment, if you don't engage in entertainment-related careers, it is a loss for the entertainment industry, and it will be ruthlessly wiped out by the system......]

"So cruel, then when will I stop engaging in entertainment-related careers?" Fang Chang thought in his heart.

The system thought about it for a moment and quickly gave a reply.

[The host earns 100 billion through the entertainment industry, and can try to stop the system]

Fang Chang covered his face and looked groaned.

The first charge at the beginning is a thousand small goals.

How can this be stopped?

Seeing that Fang Chang didn't speak for so long, Zhao Datou thought that Fang Chang was unwilling to deal with him.

Immediately stood up, and said with a sigh: "Forget it, I know that your kid is a strong seed, if you don't want to, you don't want to, I'll go first." ”

"Don't go......" Fang Chang raised his head violently, and then looked at Zhao Datou.

Zhao Datou was stunned for a moment, and the young man's bald head was full of small doubts: "Huh?"

"There's still half a month to review, right? I'm going to get the radio station up and running in half a month. ”

Hearing Fang Chang's words, Zhao Datou was stunned for a moment, and then touched Fang Chang's head: "How did you change so quickly?

His eyes swept over the disappearing light curtain in front of him, and Fang Chang covered his head with an embarrassed expression.

"Who made me live for entertainment, with the responsibility of saving the world's entertainment, if I don't engage in entertainment...... It's a loss to the world. ”

"Damn!"

Fang Chang looked at the big head and picked up the last half of the cigarette butt left from the ashtray last night.

Ignite, swallow clouds, spit fog.

It is an attempt to create a visual sense for Zhao Datou that the wheel of history is slowly turning from this moment.

The big head threw him half a pack of cigarettes with contempt: "If you are so poor, you have to pretend to be forced." ”

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