Director, please respect yourself.

Chapter 4, 3, Puff Daddy
Fearing that her father would be worried, Ni Ni did not stay at [Yangchun Noodle Restaurant] to continue watching the excitement, but took another look at the young man named Yang Hao, and she separated from the crowd and went out.

The street at this time was much busier than before. Many young couples in Nortel school uniforms were strolling in this narrow alley hand in hand.

Take a look at the barbecue restaurant, look at the beauty shop, and when you meet a book stall, you will squat down and use the street lights to see if the stall owner has some books that are not suitable for children...

Some young couples will stop directly when they stroll to the affectionate place, kissing mouth to mouth for a while, regardless of the people coming and going in the alley.

It's better for Beiying!

At least when it comes to dating, Beijing Film Academy doesn’t care much. Unlike Nanguang College, the leaders of the college always emphasize that it’s understandable for young people to fall in love, but I suggest you talk about it after you enter the society. The main purpose of being in school now is to study!

While walking, Ni Ni shook her head with emotion, and soon left the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, Ni Ni stood still, looking around, should I take the bus, or take a taxi back to the hotel?
Just as he was conflicting, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing by the side of the road.

"Teacher Chang..."

Chang Jihong, Ni Ni recognized her. Before 8:[-] p.m., she handed herself a business card at Yangchun Noodle Restaurant, and said that if she wanted to enter the entertainment circle in the future, she would contact her.

Since the name [Chang Jihong] did not have any suffixes on the name card, such as general manager, director, chairman, etc., so Ni Ni called her a teacher.

When going out, meeting people in the entertainment industry and calling her a teacher is always right!

"Oh... Ni Ni?"

It was obvious that Chang Jihong had a good memory, and when he turned around and saw Ni Ni, he immediately called out her name.

"Mr. Chang, why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for someone." Chang Jihong smiled.

"Ni Ni..."

"Ok?"

"You were also at [Yangchun Noodle Restaurant] just now, what do you think of what happened there?"

"Uh…"

Not well prepared, Ni Ni, who was thinking of coming to say hello and leaving in the car, did not expect Chang Jihong to ask herself this question.

"It's okay, Ni Ni, just say whatever comes to your mind?" Chang Jihong had an encouraging smile on his face.

"Um…"

Ni Ni thought for a while, then said seriously: "Mr. Chang, I think that young man is so pitiful. He has such a strange disease at such a young age. I don't know if it can be cured with the current medical methods?"

"Ha ha…"

Chang Jihong laughed out loud when he heard that.

"What's the matter, Teacher Chang, am I wrong?" Ni Ni was puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you should go back."

At this point, Chang Jihong stretched out his hand and hailed a taxi on the side of the road for Ni Ni.

However, when Ni Ni got into the taxi and fastened her seat belt, Chang Jihong still lay down by the window of the co-pilot and whispered to her: "Nini, do you like to read online novels?
There is a very popular online novel on the Qidian website called "The First Chaos in History", the author is Zhang Xiaohua, I recommend you to read it. "

.........

[October 2009, 10, National Day, sunny

It's been the eighth day since I crossed over. From the original bewilderment, to the guilt, to the present happiness... the hardships of the mental journey are really unimaginable.

Of course, if you think about it hard, you can figure it out. Since you can't resist the arrangement of fate, you have to accept it bravely.

Not bad, this body is very young, he is only in his early 20s this year, a student at Nortel, he is tall and good looking, and his name is also Yang Hao.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why I was able to smoothly penetrate my soul into this body.

According to the students in Yang Hao's class, he was hit by a car on the way to meet his girlfriend, and his head was hit hard on the curb. Then he left and came by himself.

As for how he died in the beautiful country?

I haven’t figured it out until now, maybe it’s because Elon Musk’s neurological connection company made some kind of mistake during the operation, and he died directly on the operating table without even the side effects of the brain transplanted computer chip. Opportunity to experience, for example, take a wooden stick to poke the exhaust pipe of the car around on the street...

However, when it comes to side effects, one thing comes to mind, that is, the afternoon when the soul transmigrated, I left the hospital and went back to school. I saw a yellow dog on the playground of the film school and couldn't help but want to race against it...

No matter how hard I suppressed that crazy thought, I couldn't suppress it. Even if I wanted to divert my attention by "appreciating" beautiful women, it didn't work.

Of course, this may also be some kind of abnormality in the body after the head injury, because in the hospital, this body has had a brain CT, and everything is normal except for a little congestion in the brain...]

Just like in his previous life, Yang Hao, who is dozens of years younger, still maintains the habit of writing a diary every day.

At 9:45 p.m., after the last wave of "guests" left in Yangchun Noodle Restaurant, Yang Hao locked himself in the storage room next to the kitchen, locked it from the inside, and then took out a paper and pen and sat down. Write about what happened today on the Mazar, and then write about your feelings.

【Currently speaking, there are still a few things that I don't fully understand.

One, who is Yang Hao's girlfriend?Where is the relationship between the two now?I asked several students in Yang Hao's class about this, but no one knew about it.

Second, Yang Hao's master is Song Yu, a well-known screenwriter in the circle. Currently, as the screenwriter of the TV series "Mobile Phone", he is filming with the group in Cuandixia Village, Zhaitang Town, Mentougou.

And I haven't met Song Yuxi yet, so I don't know if I can adapt to it when they meet officially.You must know that in the previous life, I and Song Yu were very good buddies. Every time after drinking, the two of them would sit together and fight the air, um, and Song Dandan.

But this life has become a master and apprentice.

Who the hell does I have to talk to?
Three, a week ago, I was still a 68-year-old bastard. Since my 90-year-old father lived with my sister, I basically ate enough for myself and the whole family was not hungry.

But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, I have a father who is only 46 years old this year, and he also runs a noodle restaurant called Yangchun Noodles...]

"Dangdangdang..."

As soon as the diary was written here, Yang Hao heard a knock on the door.

"Hoko..."

"Ok?"

"What are you doing in there?"

"No reason? I just want to find something."

While Yang Hao replied casually, he took out the lighter from his pocket, lit the piece of paper on which he wrote "diary", threw it on the ground, watched it burn to ashes, and then walked over to open the door.

"what happened?

Why is there a smell? "

Yang Chun glanced at the tall and burly son in front of him, then tilted his head and looked into the storage room.

"I burned the love letter that the girl wrote to me after reading it once."

In this regard, Yang Hao calmly explained.

"Haha..., not bad."

Yang Chun looked at the ashes on the ground, then punched Yang Hao, and he no longer looked like he was crying in front of everyone just now.

"Sure enough, it's my old Yang's seed. In terms of attracting girls, it's the same as mine back then."

"Well..., you should tell me first, how much money did we earn today?" Afraid that Yang Chun would go further and further on the road of bragging, Yang Hao interrupted him in time.

"500 bowls. From morning to now, we have sold 500 bowls of Yangchun noodles and Darou noodles. The turnover exceeds 8000 yuan, and the profit exceeds 3500 yuan. If we continue like this, within a month, the net profit of our small shop will exceed One hundred thousand..., eh..., Hiroko, why are you going?"

"Go home and sleep, you can watch the store here by yourself, oh, yes, remember to close the doors and windows." Yang Hao, who had already walked quickly to the street, raised his right hand and shook it in the air.

(End of this chapter)