Marvel's Fantasia

Cynthia walked down the streets of New York dejectedly, lamenting that no matter in which era, it is difficult to find the job she wants.

She searched for a job for three days, but either the working hours were too long or the wages were too low. She didn't want her if she could meet her schedule, but she couldn't meet her daily expenses if she wanted her.

How about some more odd jobs?Cynthia considered the feasibility of this plan as she walked.

"The man in front is stealing! Catch him!"

Suddenly, someone shouted to catch the thief. Cynthia looked up and saw a thin man who had been thrown to the ground by a strong man.Seeing that the thief had been subdued, Cynthia continued to walk forward.

"Hiss!" The burly man was about to take the thief to the police station, but was attacked by the other party with a knife and cut his arm. He let go of his hand in pain, and the thief escaped from his grasp.

Seeing the thief running towards her, Cynthia looked left and right, and picked up a long thin wooden stick next to the trash can. It was really thin, as thick as an index finger.

The thief didn't care about Cynthia who was holding a weapon. He didn't think such a thin wooden stick could stop him, and he could break it easily...

The thief was knocked unconscious. Cynthia weighed the stick in her hand and raised her eyebrows. It is indeed the lightest and hardest metal, and it is very easy to use!

When the strong man came, he saw Cynthia stepping on the thief, using an iron rod to test whether the thief was really fainted.

Strong man: "..."

After knocking out the thief, Cynthia converted the vibrating gold rod into an ordinary iron rod. After all, it is not true that such a rare metal randomly appeared on the street, and she did not want to bother to explain the origin of this.

The owner also caught up, a white woman.

She was surprised to see the thief stepped on by Cynthia, and said quickly: "Thank you for subduing this thief, thank you very much!"

Cynthia swung her stick again and again, pointed at the strong man, and said, "Actually, I didn't subdue it, but this gentleman subdued it. Oh yes, he was injured because of it."

The owner looked at the strong man, noticed the other's wound, and said quickly: "Oh my God! Mister, let's go to the hospital to bandage it. I will be responsible for the medical expenses!"

"It doesn't matter, this little injury is not a problem, it was my carelessness that got hurt by him!"

The strong man said that he didn't need to go to the hospital, so the three of them waited for the arrival of the police.

After recording the statement, Cynthia returned to the church.Looking at her appearance, Wang knew that she hadn't found a job yet, so he asked curiously, "What kind of job have you been looking for? Why is it so difficult to find?"

Cynthia: "I can only work at night. Restaurants have hours during the day. The wages of convenience stores are too low. Even if I work three hours a night, the money is still not enough for expenses!"

Wang: "Don't you know how to sing? You can find jobs where you can sing in bars! Those are night jobs, and the wages should not be low."

Cynthia: "I'd like to, but I'm underage now, I won't be admitted to decent places, and I don't want to go to dishonest places."

Wang thought for a while and said, "Why don't you try singing online? There should be a tip."

Cynthia: "What singing?"

"Bring your phone." Wang took Cynthia's phone, saw that there was no software in it, and was speechless: "What do you usually use your phone for?"

Cynthia: "Listen to music, watch the news, take pictures?"

Wang: "Don't you even play Facebook or Twitter?"

Cynthia wondered: "What is that?"

Wang: "...you don't look like a young man at all. Come, let me teach you."

Wang downloaded some software for her and taught her how to use social software to communicate and how to create works on video sites.

After Cynthia figured out the steps, she asked curiously, "Can I make money in this way?"

Wang: "Not necessarily. You need someone to like your work to be rewarded. You post more, anyway, you have nothing to do now!"

Cynthia thought for a while and said, "Let me try it. Can I use the piano? Otherwise, there will be no accompaniment."

Wang waved his hand: "Use it, use it, anyway, you usually use it, just remember to clean it up."

Master Gu Yi went to New York last month, and Cynthia also lived in the New York church. She said that she is more used to living in New York than London.

Then she found a piano when she was wandering on the third floor of the church. After learning about it, she realized that it was an antique from the 17th century.However, Gu Yi said that Cynthia can use it, and there is no need to worry about damage. Anyway, no one has used that piano for a long time.

From that day on, Cynthia practiced the piano every day. Although her skills were not very good, she could bring a little vitality to the usually quiet church.

The next night, according to what Wang said, Cynthia found a few popular songs and prepared to cover them.

She fixed the phone and adjusted it back and forth several times. After confirming the location, Cynthia clicked on the account Wang had registered for her and started recording the video.

In the era of advanced information networks, Cynthia got good feedback on the second day, which made her confident and insisted on posting some cover videos every day.A week later, she also managed to get a few hundred dollars in compensation.

But after the 11th, Cynthia’s tips became less. At first, she thought that the songs she chose were not popular enough, but after two days of posting the songs on the pop charts, no one watched them. She went to Wang Xiang See what's going on.

Wang: "It's probably because everyone is tired of listening to it. After all, there are so many people who cover popular songs, so you are diverted."

Cynthia: "What is a diversion? Forget it, I don't want to know this, I just want to know what should I do now?"

Wang: "Why don't you shoot something else? Daily life or something."

Cynthia: "Did you take pictures of you coming out of the teleportation array and going in? It's definitely a blast!"

"Forget it then," Wang shook his head quickly, and said, "Anyway, you want to post a different video. By the way, didn't you write a song? You can post it."

Cynthia: "Well, I'm not sure if anyone likes my song? I haven't sung it to anyone yet."

Wang: "It doesn't matter, there will always be people who like it. And if you don't change it, the video account will probably go silent."

Hearing what Wang said, Cynthia cheered up too.This is her only source of income now, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

"Good evening everyone, the track released today is a song I wrote before, I hope you will like it!" After speaking the opening remarks to the camera, Cynthia began to play the piano and sing.

It's a sad song, and Cynthia's book has a lot of music of this type, all dated after November 1945, 11.Because from that day on, she couldn't think of any happy notes, and only sad melodies remained in her mind.