Chapter 1: Meeting the Stranger

May 4th. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a funeral parlor under the West Continent Tianya Group, Jue Ling attended Shang Dongcai's funeral, and met Shang Dongcai's father Shang Tianyou for the first time at the funeral.

At first glance, Jue Ling felt that this man was a person who knew a lot of things, and there were too many stories in this man's expression.

Although Shang Tianyou was also very sad about his daughter's death, he was not as sad as Lin Xiaoxi's, as if he had already been ready to meet the consciousness of this day.

He only said one word to Jue Ling: "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Jue Ling." Jue Ling knelt in front of Shang Dongcai's mausoleum and replied.

Shang Tianyou nodded, then turned to leave.

Jue Ling didn't care, immersed in grief, Shang Dongcai did too much for him, and finally left this world with a smile.

When I first saw this quirky girl, I never thought that there would be such a day, because life is short, so I am optimistic.

Compared with Shang Dongcai, he is extremely bad. In the hazy sky, the smile of the winter vegetable girl is still there. His condition is thousands of times better than that of his schoolgirl, but he has always been a scoundrel.

In life, in order to be redeemed, whether it is wrong or right, what is needed is opportunity.

Jue Ling will never get that opportunity.

On May 7, Jue Ling returned to Dongai City.

I didn't go to school, I didn't go to work, I didn't care about anything, I locked myself in my home, and I thought about things I never understood.

Three days later, after figuring everything out, the brand-new Jue Ling finally left the house.

From his diagnosis at the end of January to his death at the end of April, he gained a lot of experience, received a lot of enlightenment, and then he knew what to do!

When they came to the company, only Murong Youli was alone, and Jia Sinai and Chu Jiaxue were busy with the college entrance examination a month later.

Murong Youli was really surprised when he saw Jue Ling, this person who had disappeared for a month thought that he would not come back.

"Jue Ling, where's the winter vegetables?"

Jue Ling didn't answer Murong Youli's words, handed over the score and lyrics in his hand, and then walked towards the recording studio with Uncle Jiang.

Murong Youli fell silent after reading the lyrics, and silently followed Jue Ling into the recording studio, and finished singing this song commemorating Shang Dongcai.

Fukina is dead! Murong Youli was not mentally prepared at all, and he didn't know what to say. She really wanted to ask Jue Ling where she was taking the winter vegetables? And how did Fuyuna die? Why didn't the funeral notify itself?

After seeing the lyrics, she couldn't ask.

Just as the lyrics say, "You left quietly smiling after three months, I came out soon after grief-stricken, can you see the sea in my heart, which has contained thousands of failures and temporary gloom", Jue Ling was also very painful, but he cheered up.

Murong Youli asked himself, he couldn't do this, it was a living life, just like the senior sisters three years ago, how could they easily forget the grief when they died.

Looking at Jue Ling's calm smile as he recovered, Murong Youli thought to himself: A lot of things must have happened on this trip. A month ago, he was like a dead man......

After the song was recorded, on the way back, Uncle Jiang couldn't help but persuade: "Junior, Jue Ling, I don't recommend that you release songs during this sensitive period, you won't be able to make a profit at all." ”

Jue Ling smiled and shook his head, and said without caring at all: "I know, it will be blocked soon." It's okay, it's okay like this, so that you can release new songs as you like, anyway, it won't be long before it will be blocked, and others won't be able to see it.

By the way, Uncle Jiang, can you help me make this song into a record, just one copy, I want to keep it. ”

Uncle Jiang sighed helplessly: "Okay, since you insist like this, I won't say anything." ”

"Five copies, Uncle Jiang." Murong Youli hurriedly added.

Hearing this, Jue Ling stopped, his confident smile disappeared, turned his head to look at Murong Youli, and said, "Please, president, you will tell the secretary about this matter." ”

Murong Youli nodded and asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"Find a way to solve the current situation of the company."

"Do you have a clue?"

"I don't know, I've got to see someone, maybe he can help me."

"See whom?"

"I can't remember his name, and I've only met him once, and he gave me my contact information and said I'd contact him if I had a problem I couldn't solve."

"Is that really what the other person said?"

Jue Ling nodded, in fact, what the person said at that time, the full fragment was "You and I meet is fate, there is my contact information on it, and you will face unsolvable difficulties in the near future, and then you can try to contact me in the way above."

This kind of talk is not nonsense, or it can really predict the future. Because he didn't quite believe in the existence of this kind of person, Jue Ling didn't repeat the full words to Murong Youli.

Murong Youli analyzed it and said, "Maybe this person can really help you, then you can go and meet him." ”

"Well, wait for my good news!"

Jue Ling waved goodbye, left the company, and went to the designated place.

This morning he sent a message to the other party via text message, and there was an immediate reply in less than a second. This kind of quick reply, I thought that the reply was only a few words, but when I clicked on it, there was a large paragraph of words.

This...... Really not an auto-reply?

In short, no matter how many text messages are sent after that, the other party ignores them. I had no choice but to follow the text message.

"Good morning, the height is below average, the appearance is mediocre, with a weak atmosphere of waste material, the whole body is full of light novel protagonists, and the guy who can't do anything and only plagiarizes, Jiang Jiang, right/evil smile.

Let me reason about your purpose, first of all, I don't think you came to scold me for crow's mouth. Secondly, your current mindset should be good. At last...... I'm right, so you don't believe me, now the catastrophe is coming, hehehe, do you want to ask me for help?

What would your expression be if I said I was busy and didn't help? (Your expression must be funny right now)

Okay, I'll see you, at half past three in the afternoon, a large amusement park in the center of Yehua County. You'd better pray that your expression will satisfy me, or I'm not sure if I'll help you.

After all, helping you is just satisfying my desire to explore, and I won't get any benefit, and I may even offend that guy. By the way, I may be later than the agreed time, if you want to be lazy and come later, I don't mind, hehehe......

The above is the content of the text message, which is completely in line with the weird image of the person in my memory, who attacked the breasts of his fellow female companion in front of the public.

Jue Ling was sure that if he didn't arrive before the appointed time, the other party would definitely not help!

Anything you don't mind, it's all a lie. If you really don't mind, why add a meaningful "hey, hey, hey" at the end?