"Mama, that brother is running so fast!"

Tian Tian grabbed her numb legs and said excitedly.

Guo Yutong only felt that the figure was a little familiar, but when he saw the five unconscious people on the ground, this familiar thought was immediately thrown behind him.

She picked up the little girl and was so frightened that she cried.

"Ma Ma doesn't cry, Ma Ma doesn't cry. ”

Seeing that she was numb and crying, the little girl immediately stretched out her cute little paws in distress and wiped her tears with numbness.

At this time, Chen Gang walked over with some shame and said, "Miss, just now these five people wanted to snatch Tiantian, it was the beggar just now who knocked them out." ”

Guo Yutong wiped his tears, looked at Chen Gang, who was a little pale, and said, "Uncle Chen, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. ”

"Then Uncle Chen, I'll leave it to you to deal with it here, let's go back first." "Something like this happened, how dare Guo Yutong stay here.

"Okay, I'll call the police. Chen Gang said.

Hearing her own words, the little girl tilted her head and said strangely: "Hey, Mama, aren't we going to see Baba's room?"

"Baby, shall we come back in a few days?"

"But..."The little girl was a little unhappy.

"You can eat ice cream when you go home. Guo Yutong said with a smile.

As soon as she heard that there was ice cream to eat, the little girl's big eyes immediately widened, and her face was hopeful: "Okay, okay, let's come to see Baba's room in a few days, Tiantian wants to eat, I want to eat ice cream~"

"Well, let's go home then. ”

"Hmm!" the little girl nodded heavily, then waved her little hand at Chen Gang, and said in a milky voice, "Uncle Chen, goodbye." ”

"Cutie, goodbye. Chen Gang smiled kindly.

In the car, the little girl sat in the passenger seat obediently, and said in a milky voice: "Ma Ma Ma Ma, where is that brother? I want to eat ice cream with that brother." Because that brother is really powerful and kind. Ma Ma, I'll tell you a secret, Tian Tian has found out who Tian Tian's baba is, it's the brother who defeated the bad guys. ”

Guo Yutong pinched the little guy's face and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go home." ”

The car started and drove away.

On the way, the little guy kept talking about the beggar brother.

Guo Yutong listened carefully, but sighed in his heart, sweet, he wanted a father so much.

But where is that negative man......

……

……

Zhou Yuan got a haircut, bought a few cheap clothes, and took a shower, which was a new look.

Now he is messing around with himself, and he only has a dollar in his pocket.

Food, shelter and food have not yet been settled.

"Before going to find Yutong, let's find a job first. ”

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly and walked on the street to see if there were any recruits around.

"Hmm, what a handsome guy!"

Suddenly, a woman and her best friend were talking in a whisper, staring at Zhou Yuan, and the more they looked, the more energetic they became.

Zhou Yuan is a handsome guy, and he has been wandering in the immortal cultivation world for thousands of years, he is well-informed, and he has a mature and stable temperament, walking on the street, not to mention women, even many men, they can't help but look at him a few more times.

I just don't know if it's bent......

Or is it straight?

He didn't care about these eyes at all, he had encountered tens of millions of scenes in the immortal cultivation world, and this look was really not enough for him to see.

Walking and walking, he walked to a bar, and Zhou Yuan's footsteps stopped.

Because, this Blue Moon Bar in front of me is recruiting singers.

Zhou Yuan hesitated for a moment, the resident singers generally have their own instruments or bands, and on the premise that the bar provides the venue and equipment, the singers often start performing around after dinner.

After a pre-rehearsal or impromptu performance, which may be interspersed with a promotional program for the bar, the show usually ends at 22-23 o'clock.

And he didn't have a band, and most importantly, he didn't even have an instrument.

However, seeing that it was almost noon, after walking for such a long time, there was a place to make money here.

Zhou Yuan thought about it and went in.

"The bar was open at six p.m. ”

A woman, doing nothing at the bar, heard footsteps and said without raising her head.

This woman, twenty-five or sixteen years old, although she lowered her head, her thrilling beautiful face still caught Zhou Yuan's eyes.

"Hello, I'm here to apply. Zhou Yuan said politely.

"Apply?" The beauty was slightly stunned, then raised her head and looked at Zhou Yuan, who exuded a charming temperament, a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes, but it was soon fleeting, "Resident singer?"

"Hmm. Zhou Yuan nodded, if you guessed correctly, this woman is the proprietress here.

"Is there a band?"

"I'm alone. ”

"Sing me a few songs first. ”

"Can you give me a guitar?"

"Huh?" the proprietress was stunned, and a strange look appeared on her beautiful face, "You don't have a guitar?"

"Nothing. ”

"Then you...."The proprietress lifted her forehead, what's the matter with this person?

"I've had everything stolen and now I don't have anything on me. Zhou Yuan rummaged through his pockets to make him sure that he was not lying, and reassured, "However, my singing skills are no worse than Zhang Jie." ”

"Who is Zhang Jie?"

"You don't know Zhang Jie?" Zhou Yuan was also a little inexplicable.

This is his idol singer.

"I haven't heard of it. ”

"What about Zhao Lei and Wang Sulong?"

"I haven't heard of it, you're talking about singers, you're famous?" asked the proprietress with a question mark on her face.

"Uh..... can I use my phone?" Zhou Yuan said.

The proprietress looked at it for a while, didn't feel like a bad person, and threw the phone in her hand to him.

Zhou Yuan opened Baidu and searched.

And then.

And he was blinded.

This is not the Earth?

Why..... why can't Baidu find those previous stars, songs, movies, and anime?

Not a single one.

...... The glory of kings is still there.

What the hell is this?

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but fall into contemplation, could it be that he traveled back and forth and unconsciously changed the historical direction of this world?

The more Zhou Yuan thought about it, the more he affirmed this idea.

Because, the games that everyone played before, the movies they watched, the songs they sang, and the stars they chased never appeared in this world!

"Have you run out? Seeing that Zhou Yuan was stunned, the beautiful proprietress pursed her mouth and said.

"Oh, give, give you. ”

calming down the shock in his heart, Zhou Yuan handed the mobile phone to the beautiful proprietress and said, "Although I have nothing, I sing really well." ”

The proprietress thought for a while and said, "There's a guitar there, you can sing a few songs for me, if I think it's good, I can let you be a resident singer here, but the salary is lower, fifty yuan an hour." ”

"Fifty?"

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but glance at this bar.

Generally, the salary of the resident singer depends on the business status of the bar, and he used to work in the bar, at that time, a bar with a very hot business scale was only forty an hour.

What's more, this is still because of the absence of a guitar, cutting his salary in the case.

The proprietress rolled her eyes: "What, too little?"

"Well, not a lot. ”

Zhou Yuan smiled, walked to the singing platform, picked up the guitar, tried it out, and then sat down on the seat.

"Let me sing a song "Chengdu" first. ”

"Chengdu, why haven't you heard of it?" the proprietress frowned, looked at Zhou Yuan, and asked, "You wrote it yourself?"

This earth is no longer the same as the previous one.

Since this world, those songs, and those stars have not appeared, then he Zhou Yuan has no choice but to accept it cheekily.

Zhou Yuan nodded and smiled symbolically.

The proprietress couldn't help but snort.

Looking at this person, it doesn't look like he can write a good song.

After all, Huaguo is now in the boom of creating songs, and once a good song is created, whether it is a singer or a lyricist or composer, it will receive great attention.

Thinking of this, the proprietress had already made up her mind in her heart to drive him away halfway through singing.

Save time and waste.

So, the proprietress waved her hand and said, "You start singing." ”