Chapter 252: Entrepreneurship

After the hangover, Shuo Fang woke up from a deep sleep, and at that moment in a trance, in addition to the paralysis caused by alcohol, Shuo Fang only looked at his former self from this moment.

After a drunken awakening, Shuo Fang felt that so many days in Beijing before were in vain, and today he had a correct understanding of the city of Beijing.

Sheng Chen, who is far away in Shanghai, earns a lot from singing in the subway station and as a resident singer in a bar, and even at the end of the day, he doesn't make as much money as he makes with two songs in the bar, which inevitably makes Sheng Chen a little disheartened.

All day, his voice was a little hoarse, but the crowd of people who came and went, but no one stopped to listen to the song he sang, just hurriedly dropped a coin and hurried away.

Sheng Chen smiled bitterly, just after singing a song, he put the guitar back in his hand, left the subway entrance with his back on his shoulder, and it was another day of life without gain.

Coincidentally, the large-scale talent show "Happy Boys!" that has not been broadcast for several years! "In the hot registration, looking at the advertisements on the mobile phone that are almost stained with the mobile phone screen, Sheng Chen doesn't know what's wrong, and he is quite interested in the happy boy held by this mango station.

"What? You said you were going to participate in the Happy Boys Singing Competition, not that I said you Sheng Chen, the stars are too far away from us, and we won't follow the affairs of the entertainment industry. Your current singing skills, even if you reach the top ten in the country, but you have to remember one thing, if you don't get the championship, even if the audience knows who you are, they will be indifferent in a short period of time, and the popularity is smashed out by money, you are like Wang Sicong, if he doesn't have a father named ******, what kind of bullshit Internet celebrity is it, it's just a popularity that has been smashed out with millions of yuan, do you have that ability. Do you have a dad who is the richest man? Mu Yang had a few words, and pointed out the practical problems to the point, it is true that happy boys can have the opportunity to show their faces, but in this society where money is paramount. The so-called fairness and justice. Who would dare to pat their chests and say it?

Mu Yang's words hit the nail on the head, which made Sheng Chen slightly stunned, and in the illusion of trance, there was a feeling that listening to Mu Yang's words was better than reading a book for ten years. It's true, anyone can be whimsical, the question is whether there is that capital.

After pondering again and again, Sheng Chen lowered his head and did not speak. He remembered that his idol Huang Jiaju was obsessed with music at the beginning, but he couldn't find his goal direction, so he could only continue to promote his records with his own efforts, but with little effect.

If you insist, you will definitely succeed, Sheng Chen knew that for a while, Mu Yang would not agree to participate in it. Happy boys' audition in the Shanghai Division, because from hundreds of thousands of opponents, there is no way back at all, no one knows who the god of luck will take care of, or whether the judges will really be fair, just, and open, this is unknown.

Sheng Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket. Light it gently with a lighter, and the moment the flame in the lighter escapes. The cigarette butt that had been on fire was ignited instantly. Sheng Chen took a sharp breath and spit out from his nose, the sensation that allowed him to calm down for a short time.

"Uncle Yang, this is an opportunity. I want to give it a try! Half a day later, the cigarette in Sheng Chen's hand had burned out, leaving only a small part of the cigarette butt filter before he threw it away.

"Are you sure? Sheng Chen is not joking, forget it, I don't want to say anything, no matter what you do. As long as it is related to music, Uncle Yang will support you unconditionally, go ahead, I will call Daxi's car and send you to the audition site. After saying this, Mu Yang gave Daxi a call.

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Maple No. 1 Middle School, on the cold and windy playground, but with the rise of the sun, the temperature has also increased slightly, at least than in the morning, I don't know how many times better.

After the integration, there were four classes, and from Cui Dazhuang's unique training method, they began to burst out of their youthful vitality, but Yang Xinyi was always absent-minded, looking at Mo Shi who was leading the team in front of her, and there were ripples in her heart, and there was an indescribable taste, spreading in her heart.

"Hey, you girl, where are you looking, don't look at you!" Cui Dazhuang pointed at Yang Xinyi, who was in a daze, and said with a little more interest in his tone.

Yang Xinyi was abruptly reprimanded, and with a sudden shock, her body subconsciously retreated a few times, but fortunately stabilized her shaking face, and watched how Cui Dazhuang cleaned himself up seriously.

The cold leaves are fluttering, just a winter snow falling, and Mo Shi's heart is dusty feelings. From the moment I saw my sweetheart again, it slowly turned into water.

Ice turns into water means that the relationship between two people is not really frozen, but just one time away from explanation, which can make this love that has only been silent for a few months. Slowly revert to its former appearance.

Bing released the previous suspicion for Yang Xinyi and Mo Shi to talk about it. The two of them just lost to distance and lost to time. Just the deepest part of my heart. have been branded with each other's names. has become the most important connection between them.

"Mo Shi, this student, will be handed over to you, and in half an hour, I want to see her lively, not lifeless." Cui Dazhuang held back the smile in his heart, pretending to be an experience, and said that Yan Sù's appearance, even Qi Lin beside him was almost deceived by him.

Mo Shi looked at his platoon commander with some gratitude, and seemed to be able to hear Cui Dazhuang say it, brother can only help you get here, and you can do the rest yourself.

Mo Shi gave Cui Dazhuang a grateful look, looking at the girl in front of him, his weak body in the cold wind, he had an urge to take Yang Xinyi into his arms.

"Xinyi, my platoon commander gave us a chance, wait a minute, I'll pretend to criticize you, you remember to cooperate, anyway, it's for others to see, I'll let you go to the office to report later, don't worry, I've arranged it, I just want to talk to you, I don't mean anything else." Looking at Yang Xinyi, who was stunned, Mo Shi explained his plan lightly.

Yang Xinyi just agreed, "Hmm! He lowered his head, cooperated with Mo Shi, and after about three minutes, Yang Xinyi ran away from the playground crying, leaving only the trained classmates on the side, feeling a little surprised, and soon Mo Shi also walked out of the playground.

"How did you get so thin?" Yang Xinyi carefully looked at the person who had not met for more than two years, but had never been lost in her heart, and asked a little choked.

"How can there be, this is strong or not thin, you see that I have muscles!" Saying that, Mo Shi rolled up his sleeves and showed his solid muscles to Yang Xinyi. (To be continued.) )xh:.74.240.212