Let the system try to save the world

Almost two months passed like this.

"You don't look very happy." The man with sunglasses pushed a glass of Angel's Kiss over and said, "Drink it. It's my treat."

"Indeed." Xitong refused the glass of wine and pointed to his throat. He was holding an electric guitar in his arms. "Because I sang Oceans and Skies five times today."

"Are you interested in changing jobs?" The man in sunglasses drank his wine and smacked his lips. "You have good looks and a great voice, but it's a bit of a waste here."

"But I haven't received this month's salary yet." Xitong said.

"I'm the agent of He Shi Le Entertainment Media." The man in sunglasses pushed him a business card, "I have managed two artists that you must have heard of."

Xitong motioned for him to continue.

"One is Xi Qihuang, and the other is Xia Chenze."

Xi Tong said "Oh", the name Xi Qi Huang made his brain move, "One died of a sudden heart attack, and the other jumped off a building."

"Don't look at the results, look at the process." The man in sunglasses said, "I did make them famous, didn't I?"

"Forget it." Xitong said, "I'm afraid if I sign you, I'll be hit and killed by a truck the next day."

"I think you look 80% like Xi Qi Huang." The man in sunglasses covered his ears and continued, "Come and make big money with me."

"I need to think about it." Xitong said.

He didn't dare tell anyone about his amnesia. Xitong was a little scared of the days of debauchery. Several times he saw that the customers who came to have fun looked at him with something strange in their eyes.

Xitong rubbed the ring on his ring finger. Was he married before? When he had saved enough money, he would go to the hospital to check his brain and apply for a new ID.

"Think about it." The man in sunglasses sighed, and he ordered another glass of screwdrivers. "I would consider it even if it was such a big deal."

"If I don't sign someone, my family will run out of food." The man in sunglasses sipped his cocktail with his chin in his hand. "I regret it so much now. If there is a next life, I will become a veterinarian. Dogs are more interesting than people."

"That's right." Xitong returned the business card with "Gold Medal Agent Han Yu" written on it to him, "But you have to talk to the boss for me."

"Just wait and see." Han Yu promised, "First I'll let you see my brother's eloquence."

Time passed quickly. A001 saw that under Han Yu's management, Xitong released one record and one album after another.

His number of fans is increasing. He has gone from being an unknown person to having to wear sunglasses and a mask when going out, and from being a timid newcomer in variety shows to being a mentor in an audition program.

At the same time, his relationship with Gu Yugui was progressing rapidly. In the beginning they would politely keep their distance, but now they can secretly hold each other's fingers when no one is around.

However, Xitong accidentally discovered that every time he dated Gu Yugui, he would feel his thinking become stagnant for a period of time, and the inspiration that used to flow naturally from his writing would also dry up.

Once, on the eve of a concert, he even developed symptoms of pharyngitis and coughed so hard that he couldn't even speak, let alone sing.

This was fatal for the singer. Han Yu begged everyone in the circle for help, and finally his voice recovered to 80% of its previous state a few days before the concert.

This incident left Xitong with lingering fears, and he always felt that Gu Yugui's mental state was not stable. After an event, it was already late and it was raining heavily. Xitong lowered his head, waiting for his agent to pick him up, while talking on his phone about breaking up with Gu Yugui.

How should I put it? I feel like you are against me. Xitong poked his forehead. Gu Yugui was a very good-looking man, except for his excessive possessiveness at certain times and intermittent neurosis.

It’s just that ever since this guy became mentally ill, he has become too alert.

"Are you waiting for someone?" A dark shadow moved over his head. Xitong looked up and saw a pale-faced person standing in the rain. "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Xitong smiled friendly and took a step back, "No, my agent will come pick me up."

"You really don't remember."

"What?" The other party's voice was too soft for Xitong to hear clearly. "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly."

The man in the rain smiled reluctantly, "I have a script and would like you to play the leading role. Are you willing?"

"For work matters, please contact my agent Han Yu." Xi Tong said, "Anything else?"

"I am..." Shen Anzhi paused, he didn't know what to say.

Are they old classmates? Are they living together illegally? Are they roommates raising a child together?

Maybe amnesia is a good thing. Shen Anzhi thought sadly, she no longer had to live on the edge of a knife with him, no longer had to worry about whether enemies would plant bombs in their car, and no longer had to worry about running into zero-dollar shopping at the convenience store.

Gu Yugui is a man who lives in the light, so he is flamboyant and unrestrained.

Shen Anzhi's body was already half stuck in the mud.

"I'm your fan, can you sign an autograph for me?" he finally said.

"Okay." Xitong smiled businesslike and took out the pen he carried with him, "Where do you sign?"

"Here." Shen Anzhi took off his suit jacket, slung it over his arm, and pointed to the chest of his white shirt.

"Your clothes are not cheap, are they?" Xitong could see that it was a piece of clothing without a label, probably made by someone, so he declined, "Let's go to another place."

"No, it's not worth much." Shen Anzhi said, "That's it."

Xitong didn't object anymore. The marker slid across the skin of his chest through the clothes, and he felt his breathing become heavier.

"Thank you." Shen Anzhi put on his coat again to cover his signature.

Your name is the faith that I hold high in my heart.

"Will we meet again?" Shen Anzhi asked.

"I think so." The business car honked twice in the rain. Xitong said goodbye to him and walked quickly into the rain. "My agent is here. Goodbye, sir."

"Goodbye." Shen Anzhi touched the signature on his chest. On the slightly chilly rainy night, he even felt that the name was a little hot.

He was unwilling to let it end like this. Today's time was too short and the timing was not right.

Shen Anzhi has already begun planning how to slowly and minutely stimulate Xitong's memory recovery.

"Your ring." Han Yu asked casually while driving, "Did Mr. Gu give it to you?"

"No." Xitong shook her head, trying to ignore the subtle feeling in her heart, "I've been wearing it since I was a kid."

"You must be joking." Han Yu laughed, "I've heard of people wearing bracelets and necklaces since childhood, but I've never heard of anyone's fingers being the same size from childhood to adulthood."

"Can't I wear it?" Xitong asked.