I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

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===051. Dinner with friends===

Lu Bian said goodbye to the two policemen and went back to the house.

He was supposed to have breakfast, but after thinking about it, he was not hungry, so he simply started to work.

The sun shines on him, warm, as if there is endless power.

"The screen is a little reflective..."

Lu Bian closed the curtains halfway and concentrated on editing the video.

After working so hard, it was already evening when Lu Bian came back to his senses.

"I don't feel hungry without eating all day?"

Lu Bian felt incredible.

"No, this is no good, how can I enjoy food in the future!"

He decided to order some takeaways to consume in revenge.

After ordering the delivery of Chuan Chuan Xiang, Lu Bian decided to take a shower.

Going to the bathroom, taking off his clothes, Lu Bian wet his hair with water, shampooed it, rubbed it, and rinsed it off.

Just when Lu Bian was about to use the shower gel, he suddenly remembered something.

When he went out last night, in order to prevent the shampoo from being stolen, he deliberately put it in the water meter room outside the door. After that, he didn't take it back because he couldn't use it.

Well, the shampoo he used just now...

Lu Bian looked at his Pantene.

He picked it up, smelled it, and it was no different.

Putting down the shampoo, when Lu Bian turned around, he saw that something seemed to flash past in the mirror.

Turning off the water heater, Lu Han dried his body with a towel, changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

He stepped on his slippers to open the door and looked at the water meter room.

It was empty inside.

"Pantene can't drink."

Closing the door, Lu Kian said as if talking to himself.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Lu Bian opened the door again.

It's the delivery guy.

"Thank you."

Lu Jian took the string of incense and put it on the table in the living room.

He laid out three sets of chopsticks, and picked up a fourth pair himself.

"This is Chuanchuanxiang, I don't know if you have eaten it."

Lu Bian said towards the empty chair opposite.

Although he couldn't see or touch, Lu Bian still remembered that he had an air friend.

It is polite to ask each other when eating.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Lu Bian put the duck intestines he picked up into his mouth.

The spicy taste that I haven't eaten for a long time stimulates the tip of the tongue, making Lu Bian feel that he has returned to the world.

"Sure enough, photosynthesis also has limitations. If there is no sunlight, photosynthesis cannot be performed, energy cannot be obtained, and people still have to eat."

"Great, it looks like I can still enjoy the food."

After stirring the kidney flower dipped in red oil in the garlic sesame sauce dish, Lu Bian felt relieved.

"And thinking about it this way, I used to eat food to survive, so I had to eat some things that tasted average. Now I eat food, mostly to satisfy my appetite, so I can only focus on eating delicious food? "

He suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with photosynthesis.

"By the way, did you see how my shampoo came back?"

Lu Bian asked another air friend.

"Well, you didn't see it either."

He nodded to himself, picked up his brain and sucked it into his mouth.

The phone vibrated, and Lu Bian saw that it was a text message from Qin Tiantian.

Before Lu Bian told her that he was going out to collect materials, it is estimated that Qin Tiantian only saw it now and sent a few question marks.

[Not moving]: It's alright, I've finished collecting the materials, and I'm eating at home.

He took a photo of dinner for Qin Tiantian.

【Forgetting River】:......

[Wang Chuan]: Wait a minute, why do you have four sets of bowls and chopsticks when you eat alone?

[Not moving]: With friends, he is sitting opposite.

Lu Bian took another photo of the chair across from him.

[Wangchuan]: ...don't make fun of me.

[Not moving]: Good.

Lu Bian put down his phone and concentrated on eating the incense sticks. Perhaps the illusory hunger that he hadn't eaten for a day attacked him. Lu Bian ate so quickly that he even wanted to finish the soup.

Back to work, Lu Bian spent the next week photosynthesising during the day and eating and drinking at night.

In early August, Lu Jian, who had just finished the video production, encountered two things.

The first is that his previous video revenue has arrived. The combined revenue of the two videos is less than [-], which is enough to make some people completely dispel the idea of ​​becoming a full-time video producer.

The second thing is that after paying the water, electricity and coal, Lu Bian found that there was not much money left in his pocket.

"Next time I have to pay rent, it's hard to pay."

Lu Bian could never have imagined that a [-] fans of his own up master, with a million views of videos, would be so poor.

Before his income, he relied on the daily chores in the crew. Since he obtained the system, Lu Jian has not gone to do odd jobs. Now, all kinds of money are calculated, and it suddenly hurts.

In addition to the settlement of videos, his income this month is probably the craft money he earned by playing suona last time.

To this end, Lu Bian specially looked through the [Silent Department Store], trying to find an option to exchange cash inside, but unfortunately, even a system with extraordinary power could not imitate a hundred-yuan bill.

"Should I blow the suona again?"

Lu Bian was wicked and courageous, but the principle in his heart stopped him immediately.

"No, no, it can't be like this. I'm an up-master with [-] fans. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be photographed playing suona on the street."

It is impossible to work part-time, so Lu Bian thought about how to make money.

An hour later, Lu Bian called Song Yunyan's cell phone with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, Song Yunyan is working in the office.

Her mobile phone number is generally not given to others directly. Only family members and a few close friends can contact her through this mobile phone number.

Hearing the phone ringing, Song Yunyan looked at the caller ID.

"Lu Bing...?"

In the past half a month, Lu Bian called her for the first time.

Did you find any clues related to Du Danping?

Or has he found something else about that world?

With anticipation, Song Yunyan answered the phone.

"Hello, Ms. Song, I'm Lu Bian, do you have time now?"

Lu Bian's slightly magnetic voice came from the phone, Song Yunyan put down the pen in her hand and listened intently.

"You said, I'm fine now."

"That's good, that's it, Ms. Song, look, do you have any idea to invest in me?"

"?"

Song Yunyan was taken aback.

What does Lu Bing mean?

He found a clue to Du Danping and wanted to exchange money?

Or some mysterious organization he established that needs financial support?

"what do you mean......"

She wasn't quite sure what Lu Bian was thinking.

"Ms. Song, does your company have any idea to enter the video film entertainment industry? I think I will definitely be able to make excellent movies in the future. How about starting a business and investing in me?"

"??"

Song Yunyan didn't understand Lu Bian's thinking at all.

In her opinion, Lu Jian should be on the mysterious side, an erratic existence.

Why is it like an entrepreneur who is pulling investment now, coming to himself for money?

"By the way, Ms. Song, I recently made a video. I think you might be interested. Would you like to watch it before deciding to invest?"

Hearing Lu Bian's words, Song Yunyan suddenly became interested.

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