Chapter 2

In the morning, the sky was gray, and the misty rain darkened the entire western capital city.

Song Ci's rental house has two bedrooms and one living room. At this moment, there is a turbulent wind rolling the curtains, making it chilly.

There are some books randomly placed on the table.

"How to Make an Actor", "Advanced Music Theory", "Drama Theory"...

The popularity is gone, but the spirit cannot be lost.

Over the years, Song Ci has been practicing his internal skills hard, reading books, studying hard, and also participating in some drama projects, trying to improve himself.

Song Ci stretched, and then opened the curtains.

The slightly humid air moistened his nasal cavity, which immediately revived him.

A little orange cat landed in front of the table, with its chubby face raised, it looked at Song Ci.

"Guokui, you were so noisy early in the morning."

While washing, Song Ci taught his cat a lesson.

Guokui jumped off the desk, twisted his buttocks, walked to the corner, and ate cat food.

A pretty figure suddenly appeared in Song Ci's mind.

【Hey, this cat is so pitiful, brother, let's take it home and raise it...】

Shaking his head, Song Ci squeezed out those long-term memories in his mind.

"I don't know who will agree to participate in the program with me... Or, no one will agree..."

Song Ci cooked a bowl of noodles and fried an egg for himself.

The phone rang, and it was my mother.

"Hey, son!"

"Well, Mom! What's the matter?"

"We opened a new pig farm in the village next door, and the owner said, go and sing three songs and give 5000!" My mother's voice was quite excited.

Although Song Ci was on the rivers and lakes... he sank sadly.

But after all, the pinnacle of his debut is still there. As a singer, he can support himself for a lifetime by singing these few works.

At the beginning, Song Ci was a bit of a stickler, and he was unwilling to accept commercial performances that were too low-grade.

Later on, as long as it is for money, Song Ci will do anything.

He has done a lot of work on real estate and shopping mall openings.

But the jobs I found in the past two years are basically gone.

"Okay, Mom! When is it?"

"If you can, you can come back and chat with others."

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci put on a dark blue coat, rode on a small electric donkey and set off.

My parents lived in a small town nearly 40 kilometers away from the western capital, and opened a small shop to make a living.

Song Ci arrived home at noon, and there were some of his favorite dishes on the table.

Twice-cooked pork, shredded pork with potatoes, fennel root in cold sauce, and pork head in cold sauce.

After eating, Song Ci charged up the e-donkey, then met his mother Lin Shaoqin and went to the next village, where he saw Lao Zhao, the owner of the pig farm with a big gold chain as thick as a thumb.

"Hahaha! I've heard that we have a big star here. Seeing you today, I feel like our pigs can gain weight by three catties!"

Old Zhao laughed, showing two big gold teeth at the corners of his mouth.

Song Ci said: "Boss Zhao, I think your factory is huge!"

Old Zhao: "That's not true! It can produce [-] pigs a year!"

"When will it open, when the time comes, my brother must tie it up for you!"

"Haha, next weekend! Brother, you open up and I will open up too. This is a deposit of 1000 yuan, and you can sing three songs when the time comes!"

Song Ci signed a simple contract with the owner of the pig farm.

The boss also wanted to stay with Song Ci for dinner, but Song Ci refused.

In the evening, Song Ci rode a small electric donkey through the flashing neon lights of the western capital.

When I was five traffic lights away from home, I received a call from director Li Weicai.

"Hey, Mr. Song, are you in the Western Capital? There is good news, or bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Song Ci parked the car on the side of the road, stepped on the ground with one foot, and said, "Let's talk about it first."

Li Weicai: "Haha, the good news is that your ex-girlfriend agreed, and we can continue to collaborate on the show!"

Song Ci said: "What about the bad news..."

Li Weicai: "Your four ex-girlfriends all agreed."

Song Ci: "What?"

What do these four people mean?

Song Ci was a little dazed, and four figures flashed involuntarily in his mind.

The past flies by.

"Come to Xidutai tomorrow, let's have a good chat!"

Li Weicai hung up Song Ci's phone and continued the meeting with the team.

After receiving replies from Song Ci's four ex-girlfriends, the entire team has held several meetings.

These four are all popular and capable female artists among the best in the circle.

And three of them basically do not participate in variety shows.

If the show can have them, it will definitely become popular before it is broadcast.

That's why the four female guests of Li Weicai didn't want to give up.

But now my show is a romance drama, which is not easy to operate.

Could it be that Song Ci is in CP with four ex-girlfriends?
Even if the show hasn't aired yet, the fans of the four female guests will blow up the entire show group.

So under the balance of many parties, Li Weicai and the leaders of Xidutai finally made a decision.

The program centered on Song Ci and his four ex-girlfriends is still to be done.

but.

The format of the program needs to change.

……

Song Ci returned home.

Guo Kui was lying in front of the window watching the sunset boredly.

The red-purple sky is like a piece of cloth.

The news that Li Weicai gave Song Ci can be described as a blockbuster.

He didn't expect all four of them to agree.

He took out his phone and found a contact with the note "Sugar".

Among the four ex-girlfriends, this is the only Song Ci who still has contact information.

Opening the chat box, the chat records of the two stopped in the late autumn of last year.

Taking a deep breath, Song Ci sent a message: "Old Tang, did you agree to the program invitation directed by Li Weicai?"

Song Ci waited for a minute, but there was no message from the other side.

He silently put his phone aside and went to the refrigerator to get a drink.

"Ding dong." The phone rang.

【Yup. 】

Ten seconds later, another message came.

【You told Director Li about us? 】

Song Ci replied: "...Yes."

The other party replied in seconds: "Isn't your ex-girlfriend Song Hongdou? Why do you want me?"

Song Ci nestled on the sofa, Guokui jumped into his arms, he stroked Guokui's soft hair: "My first love is you."

"Hehe, scumbag."

Song Ci: "We don't bring life attacks!"

There was no response from the other side.

Song Ci sighed, he really wanted to become famous, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to catch the popularity of his ex-girlfriend.

Suddenly, songs began to sound in Song Ci's mind.

[The red rain is pouring, and memories how to hide, your beautiful eyes are as beautiful as they were back then, flowing in my heart. 】

[The last side by the ferry crossed the dot, if we are just like the first time we met, why should we say goodbye sadly. 】

what's the situation?
Song Ci looked around, and finally stared at Guo Kui, unable to find the source of the singing.

Could it be that I am hallucinating?
Song Ci frowned, he didn't sleep well that night.

(End of this chapter)

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