Gu Bei squatted in a corner, drawing circles on the ground.

He glanced at the lottery ticket in his hand and lit a cigarette with sadness.

The back is full of decadence and loneliness......

"Fake, it's all fake, who the said that after being reborn, you will definitely win the lottery if you buy a lottery ticket!"

A few hours ago.

As a hard-working online writer, he stayed up late to catch up with the manuscript, died suddenly at home, and woke up to find that he was actually reborn back in 2007.

This was a fantastic start,

One knife 999, easy to reach the peak of life, no longer a dream!

However, God seems to have just played a joke with Gu Bei.

He's reborn, yes.

But as fragmentary memories poured in, he realized that this world, except that time was right, everything that happened on the timeline was very different from the original world.

Of course, he Gu Bei is still the same Gu Bei, and the poor man is still the poor man.

It's just that he has changed from a street writer to a crew officer.

To put it nicely, it's field work, but it's actually a miscellaneous errand runner.

With a monthly salary of 1,000, let people call and drink.

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At the end of August, the tail of summer.

The fading heat has made Nanqing City, which has experienced several months of scorching heat, usher in a little coolness.

The beginning of the school season after the summer vacation is also approaching.

Taking advantage of the summer vacation, the crew of "That Youth", which was filmed in Nanqing High School, is in full swing preparing for the finishing work.

"Hey, who's that, are you squatting there and shiting?"

"Bring a reflector and help with the lighting."

When Gu Bei heard these two shouts, he really wanted to pat his ass and leave.

However, no matter what time and space it is, it is an eternal truth that rich is the father.

He couldn't do the three major things of rebirth, hoarding houses, speculating in stocks, and buying lottery tickets.

A few hours ago, he also spent five yuan on a box of white sand cigarettes and two yuan on a lottery ticket, and has completely declared bankruptcy.

Now he is penniless, and if he does not pull it out of his head, he now does not even have a single hair in his pocket.

Can only be a grandchild.

At least wait for the crew to finish and settle the money before leaving.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt and picked up the reflector.

Gu Bei felt that as a person who didn't know whether he was reborn or crossed, he really failed to get mixed up with this......

"Director Hu, it's all ready to finish, are you sure about the songs you said last time?"

"It's not that I'm not sure, it's that I can't be sure, the use fee for the songs you gave me is too fucking expensive, it starts at 100,000 at every turn, how can I afford it."

"What then? This movie can't do without a theme song, right? ”

"I'll think about it again, in fact, price is secondary, and the key songs are not too suitable."

"Not suitable? Director Hu, apart from finding someone to customize, how can there be a completely suitable song? ”

Gu Bei was holding the reflector and passing by with his farts when he heard such a conversation.

"With "You at the Table", that song is quite suitable." Gu Bei couldn't help but interject.

Through some fragmentary memories, he probably knows that "That Year of Youth" is a nostalgic youth campus drama with a small investment.

A director with a dream.

An investor who invests for the sake of picking up girls.

A heroine who is being soaked, but has no acting skills.

There is also a patchwork, poor tinkling film crew.

So much so that the whole drama was filmed like that.

In Gu Bei's view, it is still unknown whether it can be put in theaters.

But no matter how the drama is filmed, he feels that the song "You at the Same Table" is indeed very appropriate to the theme of this movie.

"The one with the reflector, yes, it's you, what is the name of that song you just said?"

Hu Lai turned around and stopped Gu Bei.

He is the director who has a dream.

A two-hundred-pound fat man, with mung bean-sized eyes and a round belly, has a sense of joy.

"Oh, Director Hu, I just said, "You at the Same Table"." Although Hu Lai's tone was not very polite, Gu Bei was not angry because of this.

It's not because Hulay is a director.

It's just that he figured it out that he is a grandson here, and Hulai is also a grandson in front of investors.

Everyone is a grandson, so why should a grandson embarrass a grandson?

"It sounds like a good name, but I don't think I've heard of this song, have you heard of it?" Hulai touched his pot-bellied belly.

"Director Hu, I haven't heard of it either." The producer next to Hulai shook his head.

When Gu Bei heard this, his eyes lit up!

Haven't heard of it?

Does that mean that in this time and space, the song "You at the Same Table" has never appeared at all?

If that's the case......

Gu Bei smiled, and his smile gradually became perverted.

His mood at the moment is like a blazing sun.

In the future, he seems to have seen a bright and shining future.

"Ahem, actually, I wrote this song, and it's normal that you haven't heard it." Gu Bei said shamelessly, although he felt a little guilty in his heart, he was ready to be shameless.

In these years, who wants to be embarrassed?

How many people who want to save face end up starving to death.

It turns out that the face can't be eaten.

"You? Do you also write songs? ”

"You can write songs, you're still running errands here, can you stop bragging."

Hulai was a little surprised, and the producer was even more disdainful.

A crew running errands actually said that he could write songs? Who can believe this?

Moreover, before that, Gu Bei's image had always been a simple young man, except for doing some hard work, his presence in the crew was extremely low.

There weren't even many people who could even call out his name.

Such a person can write songs?

"Sitting and watching the anglers, I have nothing to envy the fish, I have no talent, but I can't meet my Bole, and I am also very helpless." Gu Bei raised his head forty-five degrees to look at the sky and sighed.

The sunset on the horizon shone on his face, and it was still a little dazzling.

But this makes him seem even more lonely and lonely at this moment.

Like an invincible swordsman, he is lamenting that he can't find an opponent.

This situation actually made Hu Lai and the producer feel a trace of nostalgia in their hearts, as if they saw their own shadow on Gu Bei's body.

Especially Hulai, why doesn't he want to meet his own Bole?

Making this kind of bad movie was never his original intention.

This kind of empathetic thought made him believe in Gu Bei's nonsense.

Blinking his dry eyes, Gu Bei secretly glanced at Hu Lai and the producer with his spare eyes.

He knew that he was pretending to be very successful in this wave of force.

has been immersed in online literature for six or seven years, and all kinds of pretending routines, Gu Bei has already been familiar with it, but now it's not easy to come by?

"Director Hu, I don't know if you're interested in becoming my Bole?" Although it feels very cool to pretend to be forced, Gu Bei understands that the opportunity is to be fought for by himself.

The usage fee for a movie song is a huge amount of money.

Perhaps, it will also become his first step towards a bright future.

In any case, this force must be pretended, and the opportunity must be fought for.

He didn't want to be a salted fish after being reborn.

That's unproductive.

"Can you sing it now? I'll listen before I decide. After listening to Gu Bei's nonsense, Hu Lai's heart of cherishing talents has been completely overflowing.

Even looking at Gu Bei's eyes, there was a kind of heroic light.

"Of course, give me a guitar."

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