Lu Yanhe sighed depressedly.

I didn't get any money, so I had to keep going.

Walking to the edge of South Park, Lu Yanhe felt as if his legs were about to break, and finally stopped, sat down on the stone bench on the side of the road, and rested for a while.

It's already September, and in the wee hours of the night, the cold wind is blowing.

The clothes on my body were almost dry, but they were still a little wet, and when the wind blew them, the places against the skin seemed to be soaked in ice.

When he sat down to rest, Lu Yanhe was also thinking about his current situation.

In any case, staying alive is key.

What did the people who crossed over do?

Crossing, not rebirth, can't buy stocks, can't buy balls.

This is another Earth, another parallel space-time.

He can be a copyist or a songwriter, but this is not a project that can be realized in a short period of time.

Moreover, he doesn't have such a good memory ability, he can completely reproduce those classic works, all by the reproduction of memory, and the effect will always be discounted.

At this moment, a slightly serious female voice sounded in front of him.

"What are you sitting here for?"

Lu Yanhe raised his head suspiciously and looked ahead.

Three meters away, stood a tall woman, dressed in a police uniform, looking at him with a serious puzzled expression.

The moment Lu Yanhe saw her, tears were about to flow down.

"Sister Policeman! I was pushed into the river, and I finally climbed up, and I couldn't turn on my phone, and I didn't have any money! He said indignantly, "Help me!" ”

The boy who looked eighteen years old and had the same soul was eighteen almost knelt down.

-

Qiu Ling looked at the very white-faced boy in front of him with a surprised face, one second he was still bitter and hateful, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and the next second he saw her as if he had seen his mother.

She looked at him speechlessly.

After finishing the night shift, on the way home, I suddenly met such a handsome teenager.

Originally, I wanted to teach this ignorant teenager a lesson about not going home at night, sitting on the side of the road in a daze, who knows-

Got a case?!

"Someone pushed you down the river?"

In the early hours of the night, Qiu Ling, who was finally able to go home to rest after work, had to work overtime again and took the informant to the police station.

But the informant didn't know anything.

I don't know who pushed him into the river, nor do I know the phone number of anyone else.

Who can blame? In this era of smartphones, who can still memorize other people's mobile phone numbers?

Fortunately, the police station can still check the contact information.

At four o'clock in the morning, the agent Zhou Ping'an appeared at the police station with a look of irritability and distress that was woken up late at night.

"This is the artist you brought with you?" Qiu Ling asked.

After knowing that Lu Yanhe was an idol artist, she was relieved that this boy had a handsome face.

Zhou Ping'an was in front of the police, and his attitude was still very good.

"That's right, yes, ouch, it's a hard night officer, I'm sorry for you!"

"It's a matter of duty, but your artist sneezed a few times just now, and it is estimated that he has a cold, so hurry up and give him some medicine." Qiu Ling said, "In addition, he said that someone pushed him down the river, we checked the surveillance of that place, it was very bad, it was a surveillance blind spot, nothing was filmed, we can only find out what is going on through other investigations, you bring people back first." ”

Zhou Ping'an bowed again and again in thanks.

"Okay, thank you, officer, I'm really causing you trouble."

Qiu Ling led Zhou Ping'an to the room where Lu Yanhe was staying.

Lu Yanhe was wrapped in a military coat and sat on the sofa, looking sluggish and in a daze.

"Lu Yanhe!" Qiu Ling shouted.

Lu Yanhe came back to his senses and looked up and saw his agent.

"Brother Ping'an." When he reacted, he realized that he had stood up very nervously.

This is the conditioned reflex of the original body.

For this agent who had been with them, the original body had been nervous and cringe in front of him.

In fact, according to the memory of the original body, Zhou Ping'an has always been very unkind to see him.

Because he is the least popular and least profitable in the group, how could Zhou Ping'an treat him.

Today, because of him, he was called out of the bed so late.

Zhou Ping'an glanced at Lu Yanhe, frowned slightly, and said angrily: "What are you going out to run around at night!" ”

Lu Yanhe didn't speak.

He didn't want to imitate the submissive appearance of the original body when he faced Zhou Ping'an in his memory, but it was not good to go back according to his own style, which was too inconsistent with the original body.

Silent.

In front of Qiu Ling, Zhou Ping'an didn't say anything else, the two signed and left.

Lu Yanhe waved his hand at Qiu Ling, "Thank you, Officer Qiu!" ”

Qiu Ling glanced at the time, it was already half past four in the morning.

She sighed.

When I got home, washed up, and waited for her to go to bed, it was estimated that it would be half past five.

It was gone overnight.

-

Zhou Ping'an drove Lu Yanhe back to the dormitory in the car, but he didn't speak, and Lu Yanhe didn't speak, silently shutting his mouth, looking at the quiet and desolate city outside the car.

Zhou Ping'an suddenly opened his mouth.

"Xiao Lu, it's been three years since you signed in with me."

Lu Yanhe glanced up at Zhou Ping'an in front of him, and snorted.

Zhou Ping'an only felt that Lu Yanhe's reaction was a little different from usual.

That "um" is a bit of a nonchalant taste.

I guess it's an illusion.

Although Lu Yanhe is not popular, he has always been respectful in front of him.

"Fengzhi will be disbanded next month, do you have any ideas?"

Fengzhi is the name of their group, Lu Yanhe looked at Zhou Ping'an with some confusion in his heart, not knowing what he meant by suddenly asking this.

"I don't have any ideas, follow Brother Ping'an and continue to work." He said.

Zhou Ping'an sighed, "You kid, I have grown up, in fact, in this industry, you also know, look at talent and eyes, some people just stand there and don't speak, there are a lot of people who like him, you, maybe your personality is too introverted, and you don't talk much, so if you continue to mix in the entertainment industry, you will never get ahead." ”

Lu Yanhe did not speak.

He waited for Zhou Ping'an to continue.

Zhou Ping'an really continued.

"Don't blame my brother for speaking directly, you are only eighteen years old now, now change your career, life is still too late, Fengzhi is about to be disbanded, there will be no group work in the future, according to the situation in the past three years, do you think you have lost the work of the group, can you still get other jobs?" Zhou Ping'an said, "In my opinion, since it is not suitable for mixing in the entertainment industry, it is better to leave as soon as possible, go to study and take the university entrance examination, it is not too late." ”