Mike Jackson patted himself on the head, trying to free his mind from those damn debts.

Perhaps, as Pani said, the fundamental reason why he can't pay off his debts and owe more and more is that he is not "red" enough.

For example, it was 20 years ago that his album was a hit, and his CDs could sell 1 million copies a month. His album sold only 2.1 million copies last year, and this year's album is even fewer than 660,000 copies. Today, the chances of imagining a lucrative contract like in 1991 are slim to none. Even if the album sells millions, its net profit is only $3 million, which is only enough to cover the cost of his own family for three months.

If it's just a disturbing matter of debt, but recently Mike Jackson and his second wife Debbie have a rift in their marriage.

God, Mike's most important thing in his life is family, but his marriage is getting more and more unhappy every time.

With a sigh, Mike turned and went upstairs, and when he reached the hallway, he saw his personal doctor, Murray, coming out of the room of his little daughter "Bali".

"Is my little angel okay?" Mike asked Murray.

These days, Balley always has a fever, which worries Mike.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, I've already helped her take a look, her throat is a little red, it's just a very ordinary inflammation, just take two or three days of medicine."

"But she always had a fever in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep because I was so worried." Mike's love for his daughter is evident from this sentence.

Murray smiled and said, "I have prepared some emergency medicine for you, if she has a fever of 38 degrees." You just give her half a pack, well, remember, it must be half a packet, not too much...... Also, if it's just a warm burn, it's best to wipe her forehead with alcohol, as well as her lower abdomen...... These physiotherapies are very effective. ”

"If not, can I call you?"

"Of course, dear Mike. I'm your personal doctor. You can call me at any time, even in the middle of the night, and I'll be there right away. Murray laughed. 、

"Murray, I thank you so much for saying that. It's true. Mike gave him a gentle hug.

Murray said, "It's you." Mike. Have you been suffering from insomnia lately? ”

"yes, damn insomnia, my mind is full of messy stuff at night. I can't close my eyes at all......" Mike said distressedly.

"It's that you have too many things on your mind, Mike, you have to free yourself, yes, you can't be bothered by those messy things anymore, so that you can sleep more comfortably and your spirits will be better."

Mike shook his head, "I can't, really, sometimes I really want to die quietly like this, maybe, then people will really respect me and get to know me again!" ”

Seeing that Mike was so depressed, Murray sighed and said, "Don't be stupid, dear Mike, you are a celebrity, you can't say these depressing words, you have to cheer up!" ”

Mike smiled wryly, and then said, "You better prescribe me some sleeping pills, maybe I can get a good night's sleep tonight." ”

"You know that I can't do this, you have become dependent on sleeping pills for a while, and its side effects are very large, so you have to quit." Murray shook his head and rejected Mike's request.

"Please, Murray, just give me some more, just a little bit, okay? You see, I haven't had a good night's sleep in almost three days, and I don't want to lose sleep tonight. Mike said.

Murray shook his head again, "I really can't do this...... Well, you'd better go in and see your dear little Bali. See Mike again, remember if there's anything you have to call me......" Murray looked at Mike, sighed, and left.

Mike looked at his back and shrugged, but he also knew that it would be difficult for him to ask for this, after all, as a personal doctor, he had a lot of responsibility.

Pushing open the door, the little baby Balley was lying on the small bed and sleeping soundly.

Last night, little Balley, who was just over a year old, had a fever in the middle of the night and cried non-stop, which made Mike Jackson, who was already suffering from insomnia, even more tired and anxious.

At this moment, seeing that his little baby was sleeping so sweetly, he occasionally opened his mouth and smiled unconsciously, not knowing what kind of sweet dream Lu Dao was having.

For the first time, Mike felt a little more comfortable in his heart, he squatted down, held the tender little hand of his dear Balli, and then put it to his mouth and kissed it gently, and said, "Baby, you will be well soon, yes, God will bless you, and I will be by your side to protect you." ”

Little Barry, who was asleep, seemed to hear his father's words and giggled in his sleep.

A ray of sunlight shone through the window, shining on Mike holding his daughter's little hand, and the picture looked extremely holy.

……

Following.

A ray of sunlight re-enters the bedroom where Mike Jackson lives. The bedroom is large, surrounded by a cartoon castle, and Mike sleeps on a large round bed, which resembles the king's couch in the story of "One Thousand and One Nights".

Originally, as a bedroom, Mike was supposed to live with his wife Debbie, but because of the recent marital tension between the two, Debbie moved out of the house and found another room to live in, and Mike resumed his lonely living life.

In fact, Mike is very eager for the warmth of the family, his first marriage took the daughter of Elvis Presley, the reason for this, Mike admitted that there was a little vanity and pride at that time, just imagine, to be able to marry the daughter of the former pop king Elvis Presley, this is definitely a good story that can be circulated in the music world; But unfortunately, this marriage ended soon, Mike understood the gap between the ideal and the reality, and he began to find someone he really liked, and it was at this time that Debbie, a female nurse, broke into his sight.

Debbie's warmth and care for patients is exactly what Mike needs, since he was a child, he has been like a prop in the family that has been forced to earn money, and he has performed on stage at a young age, whether it is his mother or father, he has never really loved him...... Maybe there were, but there were too many brothers and sisters, and this poor mother's or father's love was evenly divided, and there was only a little scum left.

Mike is lonely, very lonely, he longs for the warmth of his family, he hopes that someone can talk to him when he sleeps at night, he hopes that someone around him can take care of him, and he can hold himself in his arms when he is injured...... Debbie is undoubtedly a good choice.

After Mike and Debbie got married, they found out that the two were originally two people in the world, and they were used to living a luxurious and prosperous life, and many living habits were incompatible with Debbie, especially Debbie was very uncomfortable with the life of being in the spotlight and any privacy being tracked and exposed.

Gradually, the two have a conflict, Debbie thinks that he has an eccentric personality, too immature, such a big person, sometimes thinks about things like a child, especially she can't tolerate Mike's freewheeling kingly lifestyle. She pampers her daughter Barrie everywhere, hoping that Mike can give them a little more love, but Mike is always bothered by a lot of messy things.

The rift is getting bigger and bigger, until now, the two live separately so that they can calm each other down.

With these trifles in mind, how could Mike sleep in this king-like bed? Last night, he had another night of insomnia, and it wasn't until dawn that he closed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Mike's blank eyes were open, looking at the pattern of threads on the bed veil, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Mike, may I come in?" It was the voice of the agent Peter.

"Come in." Mike said with his arm on his pillow.

Peter walked in, "What, dear Mike, you lost sleep again last night?" ”

"Hmm." Mike snorted lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

"There are two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Peter laughed.

Mike looked away from the gauze tent, looked at Peter, and said, "You don't have to tease me anymore, come on, what's going on?" ”

Peter shrugged, smiled boringly, and said, "The bad thing is that Sony is urging you to do a world tour sooner again, well, they want you to have a few more shows this time, and extend the duration and intensity of the tour......"

"Oh my God, they're letting me die!" Mike said angrily, "Everyone knows how tiring a world tour is, I'm exhausted after just one concert, how many more shows do they want me to do?" 30, 40, or 50? Yes, I understand what they mean, whether I'm dead or alive, I just want to be able to pay off the money I owe them. These damn bastards! ”

Mike jumped up from the bed and threw pillows, futons, and futons everywhere. It seems that only by doing so can he vent the anger in his heart.

Peter didn't stop him, as Mike's agent, he was well aware of Mike's suffering, maybe it would be better for him to vent.

Waiting for Mike to stop throwing things, smashing things, and no longer panting, Peter said: "As for the good thing, the two personal websites you just established have exceeded 1.8 million fans in a few days, and the data is still growing wildly, which shows that you are still the most popular pop king today." ”

Is this good news?

Mike smiled wryly, others didn't know what to say, but he knew very well that in order to maintain these two newly established websites, he had to pay nearly $100,000 more per month in maintenance fees!

"Isn't there anything else good to do?"

"What?" Peter didn't understand.

Mike is a little embarrassed, but he is really short of money, is face more important than money?

Taking a hard breath, Mike gathered his thoughts and thought about how to talk about his financial scarcity and lack of money to spend......

God, it's a shame that the great king of pop is so short of money to this extent!

Someone groaned in pain in his heart. (To be continued......)