On the food street behind the Yenching Film Academy, in a small restaurant called "Homesickness", a young man in his thirties is sitting at the bar and bowing his head to settle accounts.

At this time, the bell on the door rang and jingled......

The young man who was settling the accounts heard the sound of the bell, raised his head and glanced at it, and then quickly lowered his head and continued to settle the accounts.

It stands to reason that when a restaurant has a guest, the young man who is the boss should greet him warmly, even if he is not enthusiastic, he must always greet him, right?

But this boss named Wang Bao was very cold and even a little irritable!

The people who came in were still wearing formal clothes on a hot day, and sweat was oozing from their slightly bald foreheads. He held a checkered handkerchief in his hand, and from time to time he raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

He went to the bar and placed a leather handbag that looked a little old on the bar. Then he showed a flattering smile and said to the boss who bowed his head to settle accounts in the bar: "Brother Wang Bao, are you busy?"

"Yes. ”

Wang Bao didn't raise his head, and continued to press the calculator with a snap.

"Hehe, look at Brother Wang Bao's non-stop accounting, it should be a good business, right? It seems that opening a restaurant is very profitable!" This person continued to find a topic, wanting Wang Bao to talk.

"Yes. ”

Wang Bao continued to settle accounts......

"Brother, you seem to have a lot of experience in making a restaurant! Brother couldn't get along that day, why don't you come and mess with you?"

"Yes. ”

This person's name is Song Jia, and he is a senior agent and talent scout, anyway, he introduced it himself.

"Okay, I'll treat you as a brother, you agree. Then I'm going to work tomorrow?" Song Jia's tone was a little eager, as if he was eager to come to work right away.

"Yes. ”

"Huh?"

"No, you can wait!" After Wang Bao habitually responded, he immediately noticed that something was wrong, and then quickly asked him to stop, and he was almost tricked.

Wang Bao finally raised his head and looked at Song Jia with disdain.

When Song Jia was seen by him that he was almost a little unable to hold on, he opened his mouth and said: "Okay, old Song, have you changed your routine? If it weren't for my cautious master, I would have almost been tricked by you." What's the matter, don't you give up?"

Song Jia's face was slightly embarrassed, but it disappeared immediately.

He changed his expression to a serious expression, and said with sincerity in his tone: "My brother Wang Bao, how can you look at me like this? Although I haven't brought out a superstar yet, I have brought many stars. I am optimistic about you, I want to take you to debut as a singer, and I also like your musical talent, you shouldn't be trapped in such a small restaurant that doesn't even have 50 square meters. ”

"I'm willing! I'm happy if money can't buy it!"

Wang Bao pursed his lips with a look of disdain, and then put on a very serious expression, and said to Song Jia: "Old Song, you said that you took me to debut and become a singer, maybe you are sincere, and I understand the kindness! But I will tell you again that I don't want to be and will not be a singer or star." I just want to be a little cook and live my little life in peace, do you understand?"

"Oh, Brother Wang Bao, you may still not know much about the benefits of being a singer star, let me explain it to you in detail!" Although Song Jia listened to Wang Bao's words so decisively, he still wanted to work hard, he was sure that as long as Wang Bao agreed to make his debut as a singer. Then under his leadership, Wang Bao will become a dazzling superstar sooner or later.

"You can pull it! It's not your theory again. I don't want to be well-known, I don't want my restaurant to be popular, I'm doing this right now, there are too many customers, I can't keep busy. "Wang Bao has heard what Song Jia said, after singing and becoming famous, his small restaurant will become famous, and there will be a steady stream of customers, etc......

"Brother, why are you so tough? You said that if you become a star, wouldn't it be a good thing?" Song Jia was helpless and incomprehensible at the same time. In this era, there are still people who don't want to become stars.

And what's even more bizarre is that this person still wants to be a cook.

"Lao Song, I know what you said is right, but how do you say it! Everyone has their own ambitions! I, Wang Baozhi, am not a star, but I want to be a cook in a down-to-earth manner. To put it mildly, I just don't want to be motivated very much, and I can get by. Wang Bao saw that Song Jia had come here many times, in addition to his own selfishness, it was indeed for him, so he kindly explained.

"That's the old Song, as the saying goes, there are only three things, you have been here more than a dozen times, and the three visits to the thatched house are not as good as you, so don't persuade me anymore, okay?"

"In the future, if you come to dinner, I welcome you. If you still come to persuade me to be a singer and a star, don't blame me for not giving you face and blasting you out. ”

Wang Bao said it to death this time, he really didn't bother to deal with this guy anymore.

"Alas......"

"That's okay, Brother Wang Bao, you can get busy first. Song Jia sighed helplessly, seeing that he was a complete failure.

He picked up his handbag, turned around and walked outside the store, and when he was halfway there, he turned around and said, "Brother Wang Bao, if you change your mind at some point, you must call me!"

"Don't worry, I definitely won't change my mind, but our brothers can keep in touch often, after all, they are friends. ”

"Okay, whatever you want, then I'll really go. ”

Wang Bao watched Song Jia walk out of the store, the copper bell hanging on the door rang for a while, and he lowered his head thoughtfully and began to settle the account.

……

Here's how it started.

Wang Bao is not a person of this world, or his soul is not the soul of this world. He traveled from the earth and was reborn in this man, also named Wang Bao.

He turned out to be a cook on Earth, opened a small restaurant in his hometown, and at the age of thirty-three, he was still alone, but his life was quite comfortable.

When he was eighteen years old, he failed the art exam, so he began to drift north, determined to be a star. He spent ten years in the entertainment industry, and he played many roles, with lines and without lines, and he can't remember how many. During this time, he also formed a band, but he never got out of it. The members of the band, in order to make a living, all went their separate ways in the end, and the band was completely disbanded.

After tasting the warmth and sorrow of the entertainment industry, disgusted with the filthy and gloomy inside, he planned to leave the capital and go home to live.

At the age of twenty-eight, he returned to his hometown to live. When he was in the entertainment industry, he deliberately learned a craft, and he was a cook who learned from an uncle who ran tricks with him. He left the entertainment industry, and the uncle who taught him the craft closed his hotel and officially stepped into the mud pit of the entertainment industry.

When he was thirty-three, Wang Bao, who had opened a restaurant in his hometown for almost five years, in addition to cooking every day and taking care of accidents, he occasionally talked about the guitar, sang songs, or watched novels and movies, wrote film reviews, and sprayed people.

He swore that he would absolutely live in peace and abide by the law, and the only thing he did excessively was to expose some small scandals of celebrities he knew. But it's not illegal, is it? Why did you cross over inexplicably?

It seems that I am still too close to the entertainment industry and have been punished by God, this is what he really thinks in his heart after crossing through rebirth.

……

When people were reborn and crossed, they all had gold fingers or something, but he didn't have anything except the memories of his predecessor. There is no system or anything, and it is okay to have a perverted memory, but Wang Bao found that this is not there.

The only one who meets the conditions of a traverser is that he was an orphan and had a house, but no car.

Formerly an old Yanjing person, his parents died in a car accident, leaving him a small inheritance, and now he runs a two-story small building in a hotel. The house is not big, and the upper and lower floors are only more than 100 square meters in total.

The first floor was renovated into a small restaurant, with eight tables and a bar, six square tables for four people, two square tables for two, and a kitchen and bathroom in the back. The second floor is where he lives, which is considered a large one-bedroom.

In the past month or so, he has slowly adapted to everything here, and has also cleared up the interpersonal relationships of his predecessor.

The predecessor was an otaku.,Basically no friends.,Very little contact with people.。 Every day, I am alone at home, either surfing the Internet or playing games. This also saves Wang Bao a lot of things, and he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by acquaintances, he is already stiff.

After his small restaurant opened, there were no customers at first, and one day he played the guitar and sang songs when he had nothing to do in the restaurant.

To be honest, the voice of this body is much better than the original Wang Bao, the voice is recognizable, and the sound quality is also good. Coupled with Wang Bao's personal experience, the singing voice sung is particularly moving, and the fashionable saying is to go to the heart.

It just so happened that on this day, Song Jia came to try his luck near the film academy to see if he could find a good seedling. He also knows that what good seedlings there are are are generally have been signed by major entertainment companies early, and the rest are basically crooked melons and cracked dates. So it turned out as usual, and after a morning of turnaround, he got nothing.

Just walking not far from Wang Bao's hotel, he was hungry and entered Wang Bao's hotel nearby.

At that time, the bell had not been rang on the door of the store, so Song Jia came in, and he didn't know. Wang Bao's affectionate singing at the bar touched Song Jia in an instant, and he knew that the person he was looking for had appeared.

After almost being kicked out as a liar for the first time, Song Jia confirmed that Wang Bao had not signed with any economic company, so he came seven or eight times in a row, but the final result was the same. Although he would come every two days in the future, it was fruitless. Song Jia insisted on coming to Wang Bao without giving up, and the scene at the beginning of today appeared.

After Song Jia came, Wang Bao hung a bell on the door. First, if a guest comes in, he will be reminded that someone is coming, and second, to prevent the situation of Song Jia that day, he really just wants to be a cook with peace of mind and live an ordinary life.

Stay away from the entertainment industry, lest you be damned!

Just as Wang Bao was pondering how to make the business of the store a little better, a jingling bell rang.

Wang Bao looked up and saw a woman with long hair and a pink dress wearing sunglasses, timidly pushing the door in.

Then she asked softly, "Boss, do you have anything to eat now?"