The most ruthless krypton gold anchor

Chapter 2 Bicycle Turning into Motorcycle

Chapter 2 Bicycle Turning into Motorcycle

The amazing discovery comes from listening to music on mobile phones.How difficult it is to borrow money, Wu Wei, who can understand but is helpless, clicked on the music player in his mobile phone, searched for a song he liked, and wanted to relax.

No.

Oh, no copyright?
Search again, still nothing.

In the next few minutes, Wu Wei remembered that he was sitting on a wooden chair by the side of the road at that time, with sweat on his forehead, which gathered into beads and flowed down. Overwhelmed by focus.

Some of the popular and popular songs he was familiar with were gone, and some movies and TV dramas were also gone. For a while, he wondered if he was reborn a year ago, or if there was some kind of deviation in the rapid reversal of time while sitting in front of the computer.The shock in my heart at that moment was far more than that of being reborn a year ago.

Apart from these, the world is still the same world, life is still the same life, everything around us has not changed, and the life circle of family and friends is the trajectory of survival.

After a brief shock, Wu Wei wiped off the sweat from his forehead, adjusted his posture, and gritted his teeth. Since the world is very different, then I have to give it a go. I took out my mobile phone and said, "Eat enough money", credit card, come here .

After collecting enough [-] yuan, give it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle, but this motorcycle has no oil and needs repairing.Knowing that this S-level ability is very useful, if the same video is shot by myself, it will definitely crush others, but it does not have the ability to guarantee cash in the short term.

Save [-] by yourself.Ten thousand for parents, one thousand for grandparents, and one thousand for grandma. There is no need to rush to pay it back for the time being.

The remaining [-] can be returned by relatives later, but the time span of this 'later' should not be too large.Borrowed money, said as soon as possible as soon as possible.Card debt cannot be delayed.

There is no one at home, both parents are at work, and there are vegetables and rice on the table.

Wu Wei showed a happy smile, heated the food in the microwave oven, and wiped out all the food in a big gulp. The young man was crying and chasing his dream. In the eyes of his parents, he was doting on his child. Enough is enough, and when I come back from failure, I want to live broadcast, become an anchor, and become an Internet celebrity, which is even more serious in their eyes.

Wu Wei still lives at home, and no matter what time he wakes up every day, there will be food on the dining table, and his father's Hongtashan will always occasionally leave half a box in his pocket and leave it at home.

Picking up the keys and leaving home, Wu Wei rode a shared bicycle for a whole afternoon and went to several beautiful newly built city parks in the county and the banks of the river, deleting many apps in his phone to free up more space. Space to carry videos and photos taken one after another, from various angles, including pure scenery and selfies.

As night fell, the lights in the park were turned on, and a new round of shooting began.

"Son, why haven't you come back?"

"Mom, you and my dad will eat first, and I will go back later."

"Okay, I will leave food for you at home."

"Ok."

He was busy until after nine o'clock in the evening, when Wu Wei dragged his exhausted body back home.

Father Wu Jianping sat on the sofa and watched TV as usual, and mother Wei Shuping was still doing the same every day, cleaning up all the time, always keeping the house spotless inside and out.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

Wei Shuping hurriedly put down the rag she was wiping off the floating dust in her hand, washed her hands, and warmed up the food on the table for her son.

Seeing his son devouring food, Wu Jianping hesitated for a moment, walked over, pulled a dining chair and asked, "Didn't you say a while ago that you were going to sign with a company and become a professional anchor? I don't think you have done it these days." Live broadcast, what's the problem?"

Wu Wei raised his head: "No, I want to take another look, and I don't want to easily hand over my years of freedom to others." He didn't explain much, and his father didn't ask any more questions. After seeing him finish eating, he casually dropped the cigarette Throw it on the dining table, get up and go back to the sofa to watch TV.

"Look carefully, the ashes are all on the ground." Wei Shuping took a rag and followed Wu Jianping to wipe the fallen soot. Wu Wei once suspected that his mother was not just wiping the ashes, but the place where his father walked. She has to wipe it all over again.The debate between the two of them about how to keep the house clean and how tiring it is to clean up the house, the 380th [-] rounds, started again.

Taking the initiative to pick up the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen sink, the mother changed from short-range murmurs to long-range verbal artillery attacks, and directly squeezed Wu Wei away to clean the bowls and chopsticks he had used.

Wu Wei went to the bathroom to take a shower, was full, and felt comfortable after taking a shower. When he returned to his room, there was already a large glass of cool white tea and a small box of washed and cut fruits on the computer desk. Looking at my room, the roof, the ground, and the walls are all newly decorated with soundproofing materials.

The motivation is coming, I am a reborn person, I have a system, I am a son of a plane, I will show everyone my success, let them tell my parents, you are not simply doting on your son, you are enlightened parents who support your son to go to school. chasing dreams.Sooner or later, your son will make you proud of him, and you will no longer be asked about your son when you attend a happy event of your classmates, colleagues and friends, and you will deliberately not mention it in a few words.

Imported the videos and photos from the mobile phone to the computer, and saw a small message in VX from chasing dreams together: "I'm going, Wu Wei, you will regret it if you don't come. Master gave me the popularity after the live broadcast today, you boy What's the fuss, hurry up and get a teacher to sign a contract, in the Erya, there is no resources and no one to support, it's not possible at all."

The second voice: "I heard that you didn't sign the gold medal, what's the matter, don't you want to be an anchor?"

The third voice: "You boy won't be angry with me, I really don't have any money, I just changed to a 6, and this is two thousand supported by my family."

Wu Wei replied a message to this ex-colleague who wore a nickname but was not a buddy, and typed the reply: "I don't want to play in Erya anymore."

Seconds back, still the voice: "Damn, have you found a new way, boy, don't forget buddy if you have something good to do."

"I think the slow tone is very fun."

"I'll go, what do you think, that thing doesn't work at all, it's just a different circle of friends, with no future."

"No, I'll just find a class (find a job)."

"Haha."

More than once, when Wu Wei and he live broadcasted with dozens of people, and the contribution list was less than one yuan, they were stimulated by a message below, saying that anchors like them should stop playing on the Internet, and don’t live broadcast If you have that time, don't go too high, and find a job to find a class, which is better than begging for food on the Internet.

Wu Wei stopped watching VX, and downloaded a video editing software, which used to be used by a fool's APP, but now he controls the mouse with his hands, all of which are subconscious behaviors, and he is very familiar with the operation of that seemingly extremely complicated professional software. He quickly edited a short video, in which he took selfies in different beautiful scenery, ten photos, with sunny music, he watched it once, and felt that he was so handsome in the photos.

Open 'Slow Sound', log in to your own account, and delete the previously published works. Half of the poor twenty or so fans are people I know in real life.

After uploading this video, Wu Wei started to lose his mind, always thinking about refreshing the background of the 'Slow Sound', checking the number of views and playing volume, checking if there are any comments, checking if there are any red hearts and likes, looking at his own Has the number of fans increased?
It took a full three hours to sort out a few videos and more than [-] pure landscape photos. The ten selfies were directly uploaded to the "slow sound" photos and uploaded back to the phone. This is a stepping stone.

Uh!
Gained four fans, great, more than 100 views, there are comments: wow, handsome!

Another comment: What is the background music?
Depend on.

You didn't pay attention to the handsome guy, but the music?

music!

music!

Suddenly, Wu Wei, who had just laid down, sat up suddenly, and patted his forehead with his hand: "What are you thinking, is this brain stupid, those disappearing movies and TV dramas and music!"

A few minutes later, he lay down again, comforting himself: "An Xin makes money first, and only after earning money can he learn music and 'write' songs that he can only hum."

In a few minutes, Wu Wei was very sure of one thing, without money, those disappearing "golden mountains and silver mountains" would definitely not become "golden mountains and silver mountains" with him. In the final analysis, the most advantageous condition now is still this S Level-level abilities and the 'slow tone' era that is bound to explode nationwide within a month or two.

This night, Wu Wei didn't read novels, didn't watch the live broadcast, turned off the light early and lay down, tossed and turned, thinking wildly all the time, how to develop in "Slow Sound" for a while; Jin Baiyin's regret; after a while, it turned into a fantasy. If I do this, will I have a chance to become a singer-songwriter, will I have a chance to become a great screenwriter and director?

Wu Wei didn't know when he fell asleep, and he didn't know at the same time. In the "Slow Sound" popular recommended works area after midnight, his short video work "My Small Town, My Home" quietly appeared on the... …

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