I really don't want to be famous anymore

Chapter 7 Do You Believe in Light

On the dance floor of the bar, most of the disco dancers had left, Ji Xian hid in an inconspicuous corner, watched Xia Qingyue get in the car and left before running out.

Lighting a cigarette casually, he took a puff vigorously, and the blue smoke was exhaled from his mouth and nose, floating in the smelly air.

"Fortunately, I was smart and didn't show up, otherwise she would hang me up and beat me."

He was so resentful that he took advantage of others' danger and coaxed and tricked the three women into so much money. Although it was indeed immoral, this was his job.

You ordered the wine, you lack self-control, you are competitive, and you can't blame me for being slaughtered.

If you ask me if I have any psychological burden?

Sorry, no.

Everyone wants to survive and want to live a better life, and what I do is also for this reason.

Smoking a cigarette, Ji Xian walked out the gate of the bar, the inside was too stuffy, his head would explode after staying for a long time, he needed some fresh air.

Beside the road, a street lamp stood upright, and the orange light covered the ground, like broken gold. He leaned against the lamp post, and the shadow on the ground was stretched very long.

In late autumn, the temperature at night is no longer as sultry as in summer. The cool autumn wind blows, blowing the black hair of the man under the lamp. He quietly smokes a cigarette and looks at the few possibly unscrupulous stores that are still open.

The door of the foot bath shop was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a hooded jacket came out in a panic, looked around, and after confirming his safety, he put on the hat and quickly disappeared into the dark alley.

As soon as the man left, a short and fat man came out of the massage parlor on his back. He looked like a regular customer and was very steady. He noticed that Ji Xian was looking at him and greeted him with a smile.

Ji Xian couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the man, the man nodded, patted his chest, and strode away.

"You're really hardworking. You still have to send it in the middle of the night. Don't you sleep well?"

Ji Xian expresses his feelings.

He looked sideways at the bar, and after seeing abnormal things twice in a row, a question popped up in his mind.

Does He Yu's shop really have no special services?

He doesn't know the answer.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

While he was deep in thought, a familiar male voice came over.

"Handsome Ji Da, you are so laid-back! Instead of going to work, you actually come out to be lazy."

He Yu suddenly checked the post and came over with a half-smile. Ji Xian took a puff of cigarette hastily, threw away the cigarette butt, and pressed it several times with his foot.

"Boss, are you not at home with sister-in-law?" He asked nonchalantly.

He Yu sneered: "Look at what time it is now. She went to bed early, and she still keeps me company."

"Sister-in-law sleeps alone, isn't she lonely?"

"What does it have to do with you whether you are lonely or not? Don't start the conversation with me. The other employees are all working, but you are wandering around outside. Believe it or not, I fired you?"

He Yu put on airs and looked angry.

Of course what he said was false, it was just a joke, and he wanted to scare Ji Xian.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xian was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said loudly: "That's great, boss, let's go, I don't mind."

He Yu was stunned. Why didn't this guy play cards according to common sense? I thought he would beg me!
Gan.

"You brat, do you deserve a beating?"

He lowered his face, raised his leg and was about to kick.

Ji Xian quickly dodges, looking at the other party with a playful smile.

Not to mention, my boss is quite easy to get along with.

He Yu snorted coldly, glared at Ji Xian, and said angrily, "How is the bar business today?"

Seeing that the boss became serious, Ji Xian didn't continue to make trouble, and gave a general account of the situation.

Especially when talking about the money for the wine he sold, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

After hearing this, He Yu nodded thoughtfully, raised his hand and pressed Ji Xian's shoulder, and said seriously: "Xiao Xian, you must know how to seize opportunities! Maybe someday you will be successful."

Ji Xian is confused, what do you mean?
"As long as the rich woman grasps it and moves into the big villa overnight, this sentence is not a joke. Come on, I am optimistic about you." He Yu encouraged.

After he finished speaking, he began to miss the past, looking at the full moon, and his face showed sadness: "If I could look back at that time, my ancestors would not have to worry about it. I just missed a great opportunity, and I am so tired now."

Ji Xian was stunned on the spot, too shocked to speak.

What kind of crooked way is this?
I am an imposing seven-foot man, I can walk well, sit upright, and I don't eat soft meals!

Even if I'm poor, I won't sell my body, don't instill bad thoughts in me.

I am the successor of socialism, the thriving flower of the motherland.

Ji Xian complained in his heart.

After He Yu sighed, he went shopping with Ji Xian in the store, and then ran away in style.

The night passed quickly, I cleaned the bar with my colleagues, and it was time to get off work.

The sun is rising and there are no clouds in the sky. It is a good weather.

Ji Xian supported his tired body, arrived at the subway station sleepily, and when he got home, he fell into bed and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. He took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and the smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body dissipated.

"It's really tiring, let's find time to change to another job!"

Ji Xian stretched out, wiped his wet hair with a towel, moved to the refrigerator, opened it, and was dumbfounded.

Nothing.

He suddenly remembered that the original owner seemed to seldom cook at home before, and basically ate instant noodles.

"Too lazy, no wonder you messed up so badly."

Laughing at himself, Ji Xian followed his memory to go to the bedroom to get a bucket of sauerkraut beef noodles, boiled the water and poured it on, and waited patiently for a few minutes.

suck~

Steaming hot and fragrant, Ji Xian swiped the TikTok of this world, ate a big mouthful of noodles, drank soup, maybe because he was hungry for too long, he felt that his soul had been sublimated.

The bucket of instant noodles was quickly consumed. Ji Xian licked his lips, still not satisfied, thinking that he could have another bucket.

Suddenly, he swiped a title on his phone titled [Do you believe in light? ] video, the pupils suddenly shrank into needle eyes.

The content of the video is his commercial performance in Bodu Plaza!

Ji Xian's eyelids drooped, and at the bottom of the video, the popularity reached a shocking 2000 million.

So terrifying.

Instantly, he panicked and quickly clicked on the Douyin hot search list. The top one on the list was [Do you believe in light? ], the second is [Blue and White Porcelain], the third is [Ultraman Singer]...

"Which bastard posted me online?"

He clenched his fists, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he wanted to stab the perpetrator.

"It seems that I will be more cautious in my actions in the future. I must not make any troubles again. Once my identity is exposed, it will not end well."

Ji Xian secretly made up his mind.

Immediately afterwards, he lost his face again, thinking of the main task released by the system, he wanted to cry.

With 10 fame, how can we get it together quickly without revealing our identity?
With the mentality of giving it a try, he communicated with the system: "System, I want to ask, the singing video of me hiding my identity has become popular, do you want to add fame?"

(End of this chapter)