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Chapter 59 I Believe in Your Evil (Please recommend a ticket)
In the past, Ning Yuan liked to think about some things when he was idle. For example, those industry leaders, they always seemed to be on the right track, and then made a big leap in one year and a big leap in three years.

Look at it after a while, it's amazing!

Ning Yuan was curious, whether they were lucky, or did they research and analyze it, or...he was a time traveler?
When he had no money, Ning Yuan would think, how could those people who bought houses in the past be so discerning, buy houses without investing in anything else, and then earn money in a few years or more.

Later, when Ning Yuan became rich, he realized that he simply didn’t understand what else he didn’t want to invest in. He could only buy a house—just like those people in ancient times who had money and bought the first house, a concept of thousands of years.

Therefore, I had no vision at the beginning, but I actually had no money.

Just like Zhu Xiaojing now, her deposit is less than 2 yuan.

Although there is already a way to mortgage, but she came from a small place, and the current environment has not yet formed a trend, most people are used to saving enough money before buying.

"The loan has to give people so much interest, thank you!"

With such a mentality, how could she invest all her savings in the house, and bear hundreds of thousands of debts, so she can suffer from insomnia at night, okay?

Unless you force her to.

However, housing prices will not fluctuate too much over the years, so there is no rush.

But the band that Zhu Xiaosong mentioned in the chat surprised Ning Yuan a bit.

Because he has no impression.

Then there is only one possibility. Zhu Xiaosong didn't make any waves in his previous life. It is estimated that after graduating from university, several members went their separate ways and disbanded.

After all, Ning Yuan reconciled with their family in the last life, and it was after Ning Daqiang passed away next year, when Zhu Xiaosong was working outside.

"Do you have any works now?" Ning Yuan asked curiously.

Zhu Xiaojing snorted: "There is a fart work. I bought the guitar and bass. I started to toss about it in my sophomore year. It has been almost three years now. I have just learned the knowledge of music theory. I have written a few songs, which can't be said to be bad, but always It felt like a patchwork."

"No grades?" Zhu Xiaosong was not angry, but what Zhu Xiaojing said was the truth, so this anger also seemed unfounded.

Zhu Xiaojing also felt that it was a bit shocking, thought for a while and said:

"It's nice to sing other people's songs, but to sing other people's songs is always a follower."

Ning Yuan laughed and said, "If you're purely entertaining, there's no need to force yourself, just have fun. If you really like it, you don't have to write songs yourself. There are so many singers, and few of them write their own songs."

"To put it nicely, those singers have companies, and the companies pay for their songs. I don't have any money." Zhu Xiaosong felt quite depressed.

Ning Yuan didn't say anything else, he had a lot of songs in his mind, but he didn't know what kind of mentality Zhu Xiaosong was holding. If it was just a college student's girl pretending to be a girl or playing for fun, he wouldn't care too much.

The entertainment circle is indeed a good place, but it is not as good as imagined. Not everyone who enters will be happy.

Just like some people like to read novels, but if you turn your hobbies into work and write them yourself, it’s okay to write well, but most people will feel that if you write something, your head will get big, and you still have to read books.

Let it go.

Ning Yuan thought so.

After dinner, Zhu Xiaosong went back to school, and Ning Yuan sent Zhu Xiaojing back to her place of residence.

Although the law and order in the capital was already very good at this time, even 20 years later, there would occasionally be some incidents, and there was nothing to be safe about. After all, it was already past twelve o'clock.

The night bus was still empty, but Ning Yuan didn't dare to talk about the supernatural things about the bus.

Wang Ying was fine, but if she told Zhu Xiaojing, she might lose her skin.

Although her name is Jing, she is not quiet at all, and it can only represent the beautiful hope of my aunt.

Besides, with a mother like my aunt, how can her temper be so good?Trapping Zhu Xiaosong was like panning loach.

Heredity is a wonderful knowledge.

"Xiaoyuan, have you had a hard time these years?" Zhu Xiaojing asked suddenly.

Ning Yuan was a little surprised: "Why do you say that?"

Zhu Xiaojing smiled, and stroked her hair that was tousled by the wind:
"Um... how do you say it?"

After thinking about it, Zhu Xiaojing said:

"Just talking to you feels like talking to someone older than me. It's not that I'm old-fashioned, but I feel that you are very insightful in speaking and doing things now, not at all like your current age."

Looking at Ning Yuan with pitiful eyes: "That's why I wondered, is it because you have to help the family share the burden these years and get in touch with the society too early to be so mature."

Ning Yuan covered his eyes with his hands, and said with a smile, "Don't look at me like that, it makes me feel like I'm a generation shorter than you."

Zhu Xiaojing was also amused by Ning Yuan.

Because of her curiosity, Ning Yuan talked about her experiences over the years.

In fact, even if there is no reincarnation, the former Ning Yuan is much more mature than his peers, and the children of the poor are already in charge of the family.

But Ning Yuan didn't feel resentful at all, and the occasional complaints were only at the time, and he could do whatever he should do afterwards.

Ning Daqiang has many shortcomings, but he has given himself a warm home. There are four brothers and sisters in the family. They are all so sensible, and it is too late to be happy. How can he become cynical?

The only regret is that Ning Daqiang did not enjoy the blessings, but God gave Ning Yuan a chance, and it was even more fulfilling.

Send it to Zhu Xiaojing's home.

"Tell me later if you need anything, and you can talk to me if you are unhappy. Although you earn a lot now, you should also pay attention to your body, understand?"

"Well, I know, you too, and I know some people now, so tell me what you need."

"Look, just said a few words, the tail is raised again, don't be proud, you know?"

Seeing Zhu Xiaojing teaching like an old mother, Ning Yuan couldn't help but smile.

Even though her mental age is in her 40s, when she takes on the identity of her elder sister, no matter how old she is, she has countless reasons to educate herself.

The next day, as soon as Ning Yuan arrived at the theater, he was notified by the personnel department to sign the contract.

After signing in a little ignorance, Ning Yuan remembered to go to Cao Rulong.

"Dean Cao, didn't you say that... the selection is over..."

"Haha, I was just joking with you, you still take it seriously, a talent like you must have been paid into the account early so I can feel at ease, if someone digs it away with a hoe, where should I cry!"

On the way back, Ning Yuan felt warm in his heart, he is really a good dean.

Before arriving at the rehearsal hall, when he met director Meng Hui, he rushed over beamingly and shook Ning Yuan's hand:

"Now our top ten must be stable!"

"How to say?"

"Here, look—"

Meng Hui handed over a document.

After reading it, Ning Yuan looked up at the ceiling, speechless.

you bad old man...

Still too young, I believe your evil!

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Thanks to Uncle Bajie and Yilin Yiruo for their rewards, and thanks to all the friends for their help today, we are now in the top ten of the signing list, and now we are chasing very closely. I will continue to ask for your recommendation tickets and support. I am very grateful .

(End of this chapter)