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Chapter 44 You are destined to make a name for yourself!

Chapter 44 You are destined to make a name for yourself!
early morning.

A ray of dawn shone into the rented room.

Shen Hu, carrying his guitar, returned to his rented room.

The room was empty.

Shen Long was not in the rented room. At this moment, he, Chen Jianfeng, and the original cast and crew of the movie "Sun Wukong vs. Superman 2" were forming the "Human: Hero Reboot" project team.

He saw Zhou Yang...

"Mr. Zhou..."

"Ah."

Zhou Yang was writing a script on his computer on the table.

Shen Hu didn't look at the script; instead, he sat quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the guitar.

Time passed bit by bit.

The only sound was Zhou Yang's hands typing on the keyboard.

It wasn't until two hours later that Zhou Yang turned around and looked at Shen Hu.

"Play yesterday's melody again..."

"Oh……"

Shen Hu was slightly startled, and he nodded.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and a surge of energy welled up inside me, instantly putting me into the right emotional state!
Just as she was about to continue her heart-wrenching outburst, Zhou Yang suddenly stopped her.

Zhou Yang stared at him: "You play the piano, don't sing..."

"Huh? You don't want to sing?"

After being suddenly interrupted, Shen Hu felt suffocated, as if he had no way to express his artistic emotions.

But seeing Zhou Yang's increasingly serious expression, he finally nodded.

A moment later, he picked up the guitar and, under Zhou Yang's serious expression, began to play silently.

An eerie melody...

It permeated the entire room.

Even though sunlight was streaming through the window, the eerie feeling grew stronger and stronger.

It was as if the music itself carried a chilling, eerie feeling.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yang's eyes shone even brighter!
"You said you have another song called 'The Stage', right?"

"Yes!"

"Keep singing for me, no, play for me..."

"I might be able to sing with more feeling..."

"You used a bullet!"

"Oh? Okay then..."

Shen Hu trembled slightly. He wanted to recommend his singing and playing again, but after seeing Zhou Yang's more serious expression, he finally nodded.

He played a piece he had composed yesterday, "The Stage," with utmost seriousness, devoid of any emotion or feeling...

As a sad melody began to play.

An even colder atmosphere permeated the room.

Zhou Yang listened intently to the melody playing on the guitar, and a scene vaguely appeared in his mind.

midnight.

The stage was empty.

A cold wind blew in.

Faintly, a strange and eerie chanting sound could be heard carried on the wind...

as if……

The ghosts are chanting...

……

After the song "The Stage" ended, Zhou Yang continued to stare at Shen Hu.

"Let's continue with 'Nine Children'!"

"Is it also a bullet?"

"bomb!"

"it is good!"

Shen Hu nodded again, picked up his guitar again, and began to play "Nine Sons"...

This song, "Nine Sons," was inspired by Shen Hu while he was soaked in the rain. The melody tells the story of a wandering singer who is frustrated and unsuccessful...

but……

As they played...

Even he himself felt like he was holding a funeral...

……

The song is over.

Zhou Yang fell into a long silence.

Then, without looking at Shen Hu, she silently turned her head away, seemingly trying to think about something.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw Zhou Yang seem to have thought of something, and then he turned around and excitedly typed words on the computer.

Shen Hu noticed a subtitle faintly written next to the title of the script, "Lin Daiyu vs. Lu Zhishen," which seemed to be something like "[Old Man in the Mountain Village]..."

A moment later, he saw another brief introduction...

[After playing a "spirit summoning game," Amin's four companions died mysteriously one after another. Through investigation by Amin and Fa Mao, who had a deep understanding of spiritualism, they eventually discovered that there was something wrong with the water they drank.]

After a long time...

He saw that Zhou Yang had hidden the script in a USB drive and was carrying it with him.

Then, he looked at Shen Hu and said, "Let me see your lyrics..."

"Ok?"

Although somewhat bewildered, Shen Hu nodded and handed the lyrics to Zhou Yang.

After Zhou Yang took the lyrics, he pondered them for a long time, seemingly deducing something. About ten minutes later, he saw Zhou Yang put down the lyrics paper and take out a notebook from his pocket.

Shen Hu moved a little closer and took a quick look.

The notebook seemed to contain a series of names and addresses...

After flipping through a few pages and seeing one of the names, Zhou Yang finally closed the notebook.

"I want these songs. Should I give them to our company?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Hu was taken aback and quickly nodded, "President Zhou, you can have it whenever you want!"

"Alright! Let's go!"

"Where?"

"Recording a song..."

"Huh? I'm not ready yet... I was out of it yesterday, my voice is a little hoarse. How about I let my voice clear up a bit before..."

"It wasn't you who recorded it..."

"???"

When Shen Hu heard those words, he was both excited and hesitant...

His face immediately froze!
Then I was completely dumbfounded.

no……

I'll record?

..............................

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The doors of the Yuelai Hotel, located near Zhongguancun, opened.

After getting dressed, waitress Zhang Jiali silently swept the floor with her head down, as usual.

Zhang Jiali is 21 years old this year.

I come from a remote rural village in your province.

Although she had excellent grades after graduating from junior high school and was admitted to a good key high school, she unfortunately gave up her opportunity to study to her younger brother because of her family's preference for boys.

She came to Yanjing alone to seek refuge with a fellow villager, and eventually found a job as a waitress at the Yuelai Hotel, a job that was both tough and tiring.

The salary for this job isn't high, only 500 a month, but it's good that it includes room and board.

Just after sweeping the doorway...

Just as she was about to go back, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards her.

After seeing this figure...

She was stunned.

He then quickly put down the broom and went over.

"Mr. Zhou!"

"Hello……"

"Mr. Zhou, what brings you here today?"

Life at the Yue Lai Hotel was lonely.

Zhang Jiali saw no hope, and besides, the customers in the shop, seeing that she was pretty, would always try every means to take advantage of her...

The boss saw this but instead of saying anything, he burst into laughter.

Instead of helping her, her fellow villager tricked her into going to a karaoke bar and making her drink with him.

More than a month ago, she was forced to drink alcohol by customers at a KTV. After seeing the lecherous look in their eyes, she was terrified and ran away crying.

Looking at the brightly lit, unfamiliar city, she felt homesick and wronged, and couldn't help but cry.

Just then, a young man in a suit sat down next to her and handed her a napkin...

later……

Gradually, the two became familiar with each other.

He said he owns an entertainment company and is looking for a suitable role...

But, despite being the owner of an entertainment company and seemingly very wealthy, he always comes over under the guise of chatting with me to have meals with me...

Although everyone said that Mr. Zhou was a liar who was just freeloading and even taking her staff meals, Zhang Jiali was told not to be fooled.

But Zhang Jiali felt a little soft-hearted when she saw President Zhou...

Especially when I saw Mr. Zhou talking about his dreams.

She always felt that this person radiated light.

……

but……

Mr. Zhou hasn't come for quite some time now.

……

"I came here today to have a talk with you..."

"I?"

"You said you had a dream of singing, right?"

"I...I don't sing well...you know that..."