From collapsed house idol to entertainment superstar

Ding Zhi is dreaming.

I dreamed that I was still in the world, and the boss was talking to a large group of his brothers in front of the Buddhist temple, saying that the fortune teller said that he would become a man of great success, and that they had followed him for the shortest time and had the cleanest foundation...

....

I also dreamed that the boss was clamoring all day long for Xinhe Liansheng, but one day he went fishing without wearing a helmet and never came back...

I also dreamed that I was wearing sunglasses and lit a dollar bill to light a cigarette, and later said: "I have been waiting for three years just for an opportunity. I want to take a breath. I don't want to prove that I am great. I want to

Tell people that I must get back what I lost..."

...

"Brother Zhi! Get up quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to make it to the audition today!"

There was a call outside the room door.

"Okay, okay, wake up."

The sound then stopped.

Ding Zhi opened his eyes, sat up in a daze, scratched his head sleepily, and yawned, feeling that his head was swollen.

In the past two days, in addition to recalling the memory of the original owner, he also began to study the mysterious and weird box when he had nothing to do. As a result, after studying for a long time, he could not figure out the reason.

Combined with the magnifying glass symbol, Ding Zhi guessed that this was a search engine?

Just when he was interested in trying out what this search engine was all about, he found that he could not enter any information, nor could he find the "Enter" key to initiate a search!

No matter whether he shouted "Search!" like a lunatic or focused his mind on the position of the magnifying glass, it didn't help.

Other people's legendary golden fingers will not only make a "ding" sound, but will also give newbies a gift package or something.

It’s just a broken box, with no operating instructions, no system wizard, and you can’t even find the Enter key!

However, Ding Zhi was also quite Buddhist. After tinkering for a while, he found that there was no progress. If he couldn't get it done, he just stopped working on it and just threw the suspected malfunctioning thing aside.

In this life, he just wants to put down the knife and be an ordinary person. It doesn't make much difference whether he has a golden finger or not.

However, he let go of the engine, and the engine didn't let him go.

In the past two days, Ding Zhi began to dream frequently. At first, it was just about his prosperous years in the martial arts world. Later, some classic police and gangster films from his previous life began to appear, and the faces of the gangsters in the films all turned into

Ding Zhi's real boss in his previous life made him very miserable.

"Ha An~"

Ding Zhi yawned listlessly again.

We still have to find a way to solve this problem as soon as possible, but before that, there is one more thing that needs to be eliminated, and that is the audition that Liang Qiong talked about two days ago.

Ding Zhi opened the door to the room and couldn't help but yawned again. Then he saw a little fat man holding a set of clothes in his hand.

This little fat man is the assistant assigned to him by Liang Qiong. For some reason, this brother has been showing some weird excitement since he entered the house until now.

"Brother Zhi, is it okay to wear this outfit today? I've been choosing it for a long time. The blue upper body matches yours..."

Ding Zhi glanced at it and nodded indifferently, "Okay, just put it in my room. Thank you, little fat guy."

The little fat man seemed a little flattered.

"Brother Zhi, my surname is actually Peng, and my name is Peng Jianxing."

"Okay, I get it, Fatty."

In front of the sink, a shirtless Ding Zhi looked at the person in the mirror. He had sword-shaped eyebrows, red-and-phoenix eyes, sharp brow bones, towering roots, and his entire face had clear lines and clear contours.

He is 182cm tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. Years of practicing dance have given his body smooth and even muscle lines. The male dog’s waist and buttocks are tight, and his two long legs stand like two javelins.

Even with the "Ekin Cheng style" medium-long hair that made Ding Zhi a little tired at this moment, he still couldn't conceal his masculinity and handsomeness.

But Ding Zhi stared at this almost perfect face, but he still felt awkward and unaccustomed to it. Not to mention his hair that looked like a girl, and his small frame, he couldn't resist a punch at all. It would have been a punch from him in his previous life.

If you go down there, you'll probably have to strangle people and perform CPR all night long to beg yourself not to die.

And that weird feeling of looking in the mirror and always feeling like you're looking at someone else will probably take a long time to get used to.

Just like when he got up and went to the bathroom last night, just as he was washing his hands, he raised his eyes and stared at the disheveled thing in the mirror, and almost punched it.

I don’t know how the fellow travelers in the novels I read in my previous life could adapt so quickly.

He shook his head, washed and dressed, had some breakfast, carried a backpack, packed some things, and went out with Xiaopang.

For two days, after studying at home about the most basic interpersonal relationships and behavioral habits of the original person, this was the first time that he took the initiative to enter this time and space that was different from his previous life.

It was almost eight o'clock. It was the peak period for workers to go to work. The whole city began to come alive, with people coming and going on the road and a steady flow of traffic.

Walking out of the door, facing the morning sunshine, Ding Zhi squinted his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. His steps inexplicably gave off the aura of a big boss when he was released from prison.

Xiaopang, who was following Ding Zhi all the way, stared at the backpack he was carrying with some confusion. The zipper was half open and it looked heavy.

Xiaopang stretched out his hand and planned to take the backpack, "Brother Zhi, let me get this for you!"

A slender and strong hand grabbed him. Xiaopang looked up at Ding Zhi with some surprise, and found that the other party was staring at him with sharp eyes, which made him feel a little scared.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Xiaopang felt the weight of the backpack, but became a little stubborn, "No! If Sister Qiong knew that I didn't take good care of you, Brother Zhi, and made you tired, she would definitely scold me to death!"

As the two of them pulled, something suddenly slipped out of the half-zippered backpack.

"Snapped!"

The two of them looked down and saw a bicycle chain.

Xiaopang's surprised eyes met Ding Zhi's.

"Ahaha! My bicycle chain is broken and I want to replace it with a new one."

Ding Zhi laughed, lowered his head to pick up the chain and stuff it back into his backpack, but when he bent down...

"Clang~"

A wrench slipped out again.

There was another silent look at each other, and the suspicion in Xiao Pang's eyes became even stronger.

"Ahahaha! You don't need a wrench to repair a bicycle. This makes sense!"

At this time, Ding Zhi finally realized that his zipper was open. He pulled the backpack in front of him and tried to close the zipper, but he couldn't close it. It must be that the movement just now caused the contents inside to change positions and got stuck.

"Brother Zhi, let me help you!"

The enthusiastic little fat man couldn't help but stepped forward to help.

"Generally, don't pull hard in this situation. Open the zipper first, and then..."

The zipper was opened, and Xiaopang finally understood why the backpack was so heavy. In addition to the fallen bicycle chain and wrench, the backpack also contained iron rods, angle irons, screwdrivers, etc.

Xiaopang was completely stunned. He raised his eyes to look at Ding Zhi, his eyes full of shock.

In his previous life, Ding Zhi was ambushed and chased by the gang next door in a bathhouse. He ran for nine streets with a towel wrapped around his lower body. From then on, he fell into the habit of taking a guy with him when he went out.

Now that I have brought my habit here, I am still a little sleepy before going out, so I subconsciously stuff a few things in my bag. It is purely a subconscious act.

But the problem is that his current identity is no longer the all-powerful double-headed idol before, but a "weak" idol idol.

Ding Zhi swallowed unconsciously, and even he himself didn't know how to explain it at this time.

"I know Brother Zhi, you don't know much about bicycles at all."

After opening and closing his mouth several times, the little fat man finally spoke.

Will I be suspected?

Or do nothing but do both...

No! I am a good person now!

Ding Zhi quickly rejected the most convenient method.

"Brother Zhi, you are using it as a prop to experience life for the audition, right?"

Um?

Still thinking about how to solve the problem, Ding Zhi looked up in shock and saw the fat man in front of him looking like he suddenly realized something.

"I knew Brother Zhi that you wouldn't be as depressed as those reports said! As expected, no matter what happens, Brother Zhi, you are ready! Those Xu Kun, Xiao Zhenyu and others can't compare with you!"

??????

Ding Zhi tilted his head and asked.

Can you still make up your mind so hard?

Is it possible that he is still a crazy fan of his predecessor?

Then he looked down at the things in his backpack, and then at the little fat guy who was still sniffling, and finally managed to follow the other person's train of thought.

Now he finally understood why there was no announcement for a long time, why he couldn't create benefits for the company, and why he still had a personal life assistant after he was so angry that almost no one cared about him.

That's entirely because, with this fat little brain, even a popular star wouldn't want it.