Chapter 5: Sure enough, it's a female driver
"Ah~Qiu Da is so handsome, so handsome~"
"Qiu Da, I'm going to give you a monkey!"
"Qiu Da, I bought Feng Youjing, I love you!"
Fans are called enthusiastic like wind and oil! Qiu Yang had nothing to reciprocate, so he could only sing a few more songs to give back to everyone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
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In the crowded one-bedroom room, Qiu Yang slept on the bed with a "big" word, and the corners of his mouth smirked up, yes! At a glance, you can see what beautiful things this guy has dreamed of!
"The call is coming! Answer the phone! Answer the phone! Why don't you answer the phone! You can't answer the phone! ”
The strange ringtone of the mobile phone, the voice of the immature girl is urging more and more.
What bastard disturbs my dreams early in the morning! Qiu Yang squinted and fumbled his mobile phone from the side of the pillow irritably, then answered the phone impatiently, and asked who it was in a daze!
"Lao Zhang!" The other end of the phone said coldly.
"You made the wrong call...... Qiu Yang hung up the phone decisively, turned over and continued to sleep.
"The call is coming! Answer the phone! Quick Answer ......"
They all said that you made the wrong call! I don't know any Lao Zhang! I know the old king next door! Just as Qiu Yang was about to scold, Lao Zhang on the other end of the phone had already taken the lead.
"Do you want to do it anymore? If you can't catch the radio station before 10 o'clock, you can roll up and leave! ”
After speaking, Lao Zhang hung up the phone. On the other hand, Qiu Yang's face was confused, what radio station? He sat up, and by this time he was already sleepy.
Director Zhang!? I really knew that person just now? Looking at the name remarked on the phone, Qiu Yang was a little dumbfounded, he was sure that he didn't know any Director Zhang or Lao Zhang in his impression.
Don't...... Thinking back to yesterday's graduation party, Qiu Yang instantly felt like he was on pins and needles!
At the graduation party, he was going to sing on stage, and he didn't remember it at all! It was as if Qiu Yang in this world had experienced a past that he had no memory......
What did I do in this world before I crossed over?
Qiu Yang felt that his head was going to explode if he thought about it again, he only remembered what he had done in the previous world, and for this world that seemed to be the same but had obvious changes, he had no memory of before the time crossing.
If he had to come to a conclusion, all Qiu Yang could think of was that this was a parallel world exactly the same as the world he lived in before, and there lived another self in this parallel world, because the two worlds were not exactly the same, so the things he experienced in this world were also different.
He was originally Qiu Yang in that world, but for some reason, he crossed over to Qiu Yang in this world, so for this world, he didn't know what things he had experienced living in this world?
Big head! Qiu Yang tapped his head, feeling that if he thought about it again, he was about to become a big-headed son when he grew up.
I hope I have the habit of keeping a diary in this world!
Pulling open the drawer under the computer desk, Qiu Yang hurriedly searched around the corner, fortunately, he also has the habit of writing a diary in this world, otherwise he doesn't know what strange things he will encounter next!
Finally, I hope this guy's diary can be written in detail!
Flipping through the little Japan whose skin is thicker than the Xinhua dictionary, uh...... It's a small diary. Qiu Yang frowned suddenly, this is not a diary written by your sister, it is a weekly diary! How can you be lazy to become so virtuous!
Forehead...... Sweat! Isn't scolding him like scolding myself? Forget it, a weekly diary is better than a monthly diary!
Time was pressing, Qiu Yang turned back directly from the last page of the weekly diary, and after about ten minutes, he finally knew a small part of his past that he didn't know.
In just a few hundred words, the events of the week were recorded, but fortunately, the important things were recorded......
Pit daddy! Thief, you're so unfair! Because Mao Laozi lived so hard in the previous world, but I am so lucky in this world!
Bang!
Caught off guard by a loud thunder, Qiu Yang was so frightened that his heart was empty, could it be that people were watching the sky? Could the thief sense my inner thoughts?
Bang! Another thunderclap!
Qiu Yang didn't dare to continue to speak ill of the thief, originally he was an atheist who "believed in science and opposed superstition", but now that he had crossed into this parallel world, he had obviously become a little superstitious.
"It's broken! I've got to get to the station as soon as possible! You can't afford to lose such a good job! ”
Thinking of something important, Qiu Yang got dressed in twos and threes, spent thirty seconds brushing his teeth and washing his face, and then ran downstairs quickly.
21 minutes left! It's enough time to run over!
Qiu Yang's place of residence is near the Beijing Radio Station, and it takes ten or twenty minutes to run normally. It's just that Qiu Yang is not very familiar with the Beijing Radio Station, in the previous world, although he lived here for almost five years, he really hasn't been to the Beijing Radio Station, he just knows the specific location.
What puzzled him the most was that he in this world had the ability to enter the Beijing Radio Station as an intern radio host during the internship? This is really smearing the wind and oil, and giving the dog to the day by the way! Could it be that the threshold of the world's capital radio station is so low? In the past, I submitted my resume twice and no one notified me for the interview!
Comprehensive Department (1) class, simply put, is a well-rounded art school class, Qiu Yang's main major is music, followed by hosting, dance and acting are elective courses, he is the kind that he ignores.
Forehead...... I accidentally digressed, where did I just go?
Oh yes! Beijing Radio Station!
So what is the urban life channel, which building, which floor, which number? So what does Director Zhang look like? What are you going to do next?
It's too bad! It's like a headlong dive into the haze!
No matter! Let's go first!
Black clouds overwhelmed the city, and from time to time a few lightning bolts appeared, and it seemed that it would rain at any moment. Qiu Yang ran and ran desperately...... Run, run! Occasionally, he would take the time to turn his head to see if there was a taxi coming from behind, because if you take a taxi, it will take you three to five minutes, and the time is still more than enough.
Turning his head to look at the back, Qiu Yang suddenly shouted "Wow", a force that was not very strong, but not small enough to say that it was not small, rushed towards him from the right hand. He stumbled with his legs crossed as he was running, and fell to the ground with a grunt.
"Sure enough, it's a female driver!" The moment he fell, Qiu Yang immediately locked on the guy who knocked him down.
Well, although it was just a quick glance, he could also see that the figure of the female driver was still quite good......