I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

"Old Li, let's get some white."

"No, no...I can't fix it anymore..."

"Well, everyone is happy tonight. On the hour, Fatty Wei, you eat less skewers, you are so fat!"

"Lu Manzi, if you call me fat again, I will fight you!"

"Come on, fight it, let's fight it all, Lao Li, don't be like a girl, drink it, fat man, you are all white, where does the energy of drinking beer come from..."

"I said, don't call me, fat guy!"

"Haha!"

The bell of midnight fell on the barbecue street in Hengdian.

The sound of shouting, shouting, car whistle, and all kinds of sounds filled the street.

Of course, there is still smoke from the charcoal grill.

At a "Wang Ji Barbecue" stall, the three young men were overjoyed.

Lu Yuan didn't know how to drink, but his ability to persuade him was good, and the three yelling made Li Qing, a somewhat restrained literary and artistic fan, his cheeks flushed.

"It's done!"

As for Fatty Wei, he was particularly dissatisfied with Lu Yuan. He poured out the beer in his bowl and was full of white, and he smiled and planned to fight with Lu Yuan.

"dry!"

Lu Yuan stared at Fatty Wei with red eyes, and instantly a feeling of heroism and dry cloud arose!

The two of them didn't fix the others either. After taking a bite of the skewers, they stared at each other, and the bowl went on like that in an instant.

After he went on, Lu Yuan suddenly felt extremely spicy, unspeakable sense of pleasure and dizziness.

Liquor and beer are naturally different.

"Then... I will come too! To the future, to success!"

"it is good!"

"Come!"

Li Qing, an old literary and artistic young man, saw the two of them having fun, and then looked at his half-bottle of beer, so he also felt a little reckless, and he simply joined the battle group to prepare for anal.

Ran Ran charcoal fire, like three drunks, aroused the resentment of the people around.

But the three did not care.

The three were very emotional.

Professor Zheng Guolong left contentedly, without even eating dinner.

Lu Yuan's piano music was selected into the "University Piano Textbook" and received a 200,000 bonus from Yanying and a registration certificate.

Fatty Wei was also happy, and his mood was not good.

With a good script and the starring role of the actor, although the investment is sloppy, the actor's 0 film remuneration is absolutely exciting. Once this posture is put down, can this movie become popular?

At this moment, he seemed to see a broad road leading to the famous director of China was spreading towards him.

Li Qing is also very happy.

I thought I was trapped into the robber's den and wanted to escape back, but I didn't expect to find the treasure.

This Lu Yuan is so talented that he has composed piano music and included it in college textbooks!

What is the concept of college textbooks?

Only the professors who learned the rich and the five cars, the famous foreign historians, and the works of everyone in ancient times can be here!

Working with such a talented person, even if this movie hits the streets in the future, it will have a bright future!

Moreover, this movie might not hit the streets yet!

So Li Qing is happy.

One hour later.

"You don't need to find the money, just use it as a tip!"

After eating and drinking, Lu Yuan took out a few red tickets and threw them on the table. He hiccuped very boldly, and walked out of the barbecue booth, holding the two men by the shoulders.

He felt the thrill of a local tyrant.

He felt the joy of spending money.

Some bigwigs may not be interested in money, but Lu Yuan is very interested in money, especially in spending money.

Life is so happy and so cool.

That's it...

perfect……

The three of them staggered out of Naoteng Street and vomited fiercely on the flowerbeds next to the Hengdian Attractions Plaza.

"Come to root?"

"no, I do not……"

"Twist and squeeze the woolen thread, Lao Li, let's do it, this "red orchid" is very comfortable."

"Ok... well... then I'll have some..."

After vomiting, the three of them were smoking cigarettes and looking drunkly at the moon in the sky, their spirits were pretty good.

"I used to want to be a vagrant singer...hehe." Li Qing burped, and suddenly laughed. The gesture of the cigarette with the cigarette looked like an orchid finger, and it looked so boring. Alcohol made Li Qing suddenly Some emotions.

"What about now?" Fatty Wei was amused.

"Now... Now... I want to buy a house in Yanjing... Marry my girlfriend, hehe."

"Go... this point of interest..."

"Old Li, be a man, don't be too restrictive... just do it if you want." Lu Yuan patted him on the shoulder and encouraged.

"Huh?" Li Qing looked at Lu Yuan's expression in a daze.

What do you mean by the expression on your face that is going to be filled with chicken soup?

"Have you seen the singer playing the guitar?" Lu Yuan laughed, a little drunk.

"I saw it."

"Don't you want to be a vagrant singer?" Lu Yuan said.

"And then?" Li Qing looked strange.

"Borrow the guitar for use? Experience the thrill of a wandering singer?"

"I feel like..." Fatty Wei nodded drunkly, and subconsciously stopped Li Qing's shoulder severely. Yu Guang glanced at Lu Yuan slightly.

"Huh? That's not good, wait..."

"What's wrong, I think it's good!"

"what?"

Before Li Qing could react, Lu Yuan and Fatty Wei stood up and rushed towards Brother Guitar.

Rush?

Yes, it is Chong.

And it feels quite rash...

Under the moonlight, the three figures were stretched very long.

Perhaps they are no longer teenagers.

However, they still have youth.

Postpuberty has just begun!

……………………………………

Young people are always impulsive.

It's also nonsense.

We call this kind of mischief as juvenile frivolous.

Lu Yuan was not very young. He had just graduated from college before he was born again, and he also graduated from college after he was born again. Although he is a young man, his temperament lacks stability and he is still a teenager.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and vaguely saw a meter of sunlight shining on his face...

The sun is very bright this meter.

Very comfortable.

It's just that the head hurts a little.

Lu Yuan scratched his hair, then shook his head severely.

When he was fully adapted to this ray of light, he found himself in a white room...

Where is this place?

After Lu Yuan looked at the furnishings in the room, he was suddenly even more at a loss.

This is not a messy doghouse in his company, it seems to be a hotel.

And looking at these furnishings, Lu Yuan found that the quality of this hotel seemed to be quite high.

At least four stars or higher.

Not bad!

This is the first time I have stayed in this kind of hotel and it looks quite clean.

Well, when I get rich, I want to live in such a clean hotel every day.

Lu Yuan was inexplicably wrong after YY for a while.

and many more!

wrong!

How can I stay in a hotel?

Aren’t I just drinking and bragging at the barbecue stall with Fatty Wei and Lao Li?

Why did you come to the hotel?

Could it be that when you get drunk and just find a hotel, you will be hilarious?

Lu Yuan shook his head again, only to find that his head was in chaos, and he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

the Hangover?

Well, I really seem to have a hangover.

At this moment, Menka heard a sound of "drops", and then a fragrant orchid scent came.

When Lu Yuan heard the sound, he subconsciously raised his head in the direction of the fragrance, and then saw an acquaintance.

Wang Jinxue?

Wearing a white dress, tall, and full of pure but cold-looking Wang Jinxue?

"???" Lu Yuan was even more inexplicable.

Why is Wang Zhenxue here? What happened?

Am I dreaming?

"Woke up?"

"Oh, yes."

"Don't drink anymore." Wang Zhenxue faintly glanced at Lu Yuan's somewhat pale and blank face and frowned.

"Um...you sent me here?" Lu Yuan hesitated and asked the question in his mind.

"Yes." Wang Jinxue nodded.

"That... how could you..." Lu Yuan was a little dazed, wanted to say something, but found that he could not say anything.

"You asked me how I met you?" Wang Jinxue asked indifferently.

"Yeah." Lu Yuan felt a little miraculous.

His imagination is too limited, no matter how much he can imagine, he can't imagine this crop.

It seems that there is no logic.

"You are indeed a bit talented."

"Um?" Lu Yuan didn't understand even more.

What does this have to do with your talent?

"Your old boy sings well, but don't drink."

"Old boy?" Lu Yuan was even more confused.

When did I sing the old boy?

After seeing Lu Yuan's silly appearance, Wang Jinxue finally shook his head and opened the news on the phone, and handed it to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan took the phone, but saw three headlines on the news.

"From our newspaper: yesterday morning, three mysterious men robbed the street singer Ajie's guitar and went drunk. One of them was suspected to be Li Qing, the film crew photographer of "The Capital"..."

"Vagrant singer Ajie: I want to sue them these three robbers!"

"Original song "Old Boy"?"

"How many people's voices did an original "Old Boy" sing?"

After seeing these three headings, I was taken aback.

Then he subconsciously opened the video under the title, and he was dumbfounded when he saw a man with disheveled hair in the video holding a guitar and raising his head and shouting.

Lu Yuan was shocked.

Damn it!

What did I do?