Dust's Perjury

In fact, as long as you don't get in touch with the society, life will easily become as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

Lin Sha has been relying on songwriting for a living since graduating from the Conservatory of Music. He has not signed a permanent company and will not get involved in other jobs.

Relying on the decent royalties to hide in the house to grow flowers, read books, and play games, it is not surprising that the sun does not see the sun for a whole month, so low-key as if it does not exist in this world at all.

It's a pity that this state is definitely not healthy.

Even if others don't know or care about it, parents will always worry about it.

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Floating and sinking in a dream all night again.

Lin Sha vaguely heard the phone ringing, opened her eyes and took it over to see that it was her mother Xu Zhihua, who connected in a hoarse voice.

Xu Zhihua took care of her son closely in the early years, but later Lin Sha insisted on going to Beijing to study music alone, so she reluctantly let go.

"Haven't you gotten up yet? Did your mother disturb you?"

Another cautious greeting sounded through the earphones.

Lin Sha rubbed his eyes: "No, I usually wake up at this time, what's wrong?"

Xu Zhihua suddenly got excited: "Didn't Mom tell you before that your aunt has a neighbor's daughter who is a primary school music teacher. She looks upright and shares the same interests as you. She really likes your songs. , She took the initiative to contact her, and we have told her about our situation, but she still wants to meet you."

It is certainly not new for elders to force their children to go on a blind date, but Lin Sha felt it was amused as he held his unconscious leg.

He replied: "No, I just want to live alone."

Xu Zhihua was sad: "How can you live alone? It's inconvenient for you to do anything. There is no one to take care of you. Even if mother dies, she won't be able to close her eyes..."

Lin Sha replied with a headache: "Mom, how can you say such a serious thing... This good little girl didn't come into this world to take care of me. She should have a happier life."

Xu Zhihua was always suppressing the pain in his heart, and burst into tears instantly when he heard the words: "Yes, but Mom feels uncomfortable. If it wasn't for not being optimistic about you at the beginning, you wouldn't have been hit by a car and paralyzed!"

Lin Sha didn't seem to have much expression, but in fact he was very easy to soften his heart. He immediately gave in and expressed comfort: "Mom, when did you tell me what happened? Don't cry, let me go see her, okay?"

Only then did Xu Zhihua smile brightly: "You just need to figure it out, when mom comes to Beijing to pick you up, get up and have some food, don't be hungry, you know?"

Lin Sha closed her eyes and agreed.

Perhaps no matter how old they are, everyone will always be a child in the eyes of their parents.

Sometimes he feels full of pressure, but he is more greedy for the warmth of being loved and loved, like holding on to a life-saving straw, so as not to sink into the deep sea of ​​life.

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After washing up, Lin Sha opened the mobile game "A Chinese Ghost Story" while checking emails on the computer.

He has been playing this game for several months, originally he only went in to watch it because he was a fan of the end game, but now he has practiced well on the account, and he has met some lively netizens in it, and he has gradually developed the habit of going online every day.

Since the game is a product on the mobile terminal, the gameplay is still dominated by light-operated on-hook tasks.

Lin Sha found a girl in the gang to get a one-stop mission convoy, and then flipped through the new news in Mengdao space.

This dream island is very similar to the circle of friends. Many people post photos and complain in it, which provides a fertile breeding ground for all kinds of gossip in the game.

Unexpectedly, when he was not paying attention, the photo of senior sister Su Qiu unexpectedly came into view.

Taking a closer look, the poster was still that liar Xiao Mumu from last night.

Su Qiu is a typical workaholic. She is only obsessed with music and making records. I have never heard that she likes to play games. Now that she is so busy in Muise that she is about to split, it is even more impossible for her to hook up in mobile games all of a sudden. take a photo?

Feeling disgusted, Lin Sha couldn't help but leave a message to Xiao Mumu: "The photo is of you?"

It's a pity that the other party is not online, and there is no reply.

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Like many other industries, the entertainment industry has become commercialized and streamlined in the fierce market competition. It is like an invisible production line that puts countless youth and talents into it, and then produces idol stars who are so beautiful that they are unreal.

Wu Chen admired Edison Chen when he was a child, but now his true love has become Dou Sen.

But he logically fell into this muddy water together, only to realize that he could neither do his own way nor be graceful and follow his heart.

In the eyes of fans or other outsiders, Xiaoye Wu, who has become popular since his debut, can enjoy top-level resources, film the most popular variety shows, and endorse international big names. It seems that he has the glory and dignity of being an entertainer.

But Wu Chen himself knows best that apart from the beautiful person in the camera, the real him is too young and naive. At the age of 21, there are too many talents and achievements that cannot be supported.

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After rushing to Hong Kong this time, Wu Chen non-stop participated in the recording of an old food show.

The script given by the director was foolproof. In addition, although his appearance is exquisite and aggressive, his personality is very down-to-earth. With this contrast, he is cute and laughs and dares to eat and do anything. The final effect is not bad.

The only thing that makes people's head hurt is that the fans who are moving after hearing the news are chasing and intercepting, which seriously interferes with the progress of the filming.

So when it was finally time to call it a day, it was completely dark.

The tired Wu Chen was eating the wonton noodles that Wang Zhi had packed for him in the nanny's car, and lowered his head to listen to his arrangements for tomorrow's work, looking a little unmotivated.

Fortunately, the chattering Manager Wang was suddenly dismissed by the phone, and he left the car to chat outside.

Wu Chen made a grimace at his back, suddenly remembered about "revenge", quickly found his phone and logged into "A Chinese Ghost Story".

As a result, the seemingly aloof "enemy" actually left a message under Su Qiu's beautiful photo, "Is the photo of you?"

Wu Chen immediately disliked it: "Damn, wretched!"

After scolding, he was depressed again.

In fact, as Bai Yi said, Mu Xiaoxiao, who I met in the game before, is really not an annoying character. Underneath the not-so-warm personality is a very patient and gentle personality, and she often plays dungeons with Wu Chen , do tasks, listen to his complaints about life and share embarrassing things, and always give a breezy response, even across the vast network, Wu Chen three years ago felt that the "wife" in that game was the closest to him soul.

However, in the end, wasn't he still cheated to pieces?

Thinking about it like this, Young Master Wu turned from disappointed to resentful again, turned on the voice changer and chatted cheaply with Mu Xiaoxiao: "Hehe, yes, do I look good?"

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Did no one tell this liar that the effect of the low-end voice changer is really disgusting?

That night, when Lin Sha heard Xiao Mumu's voice at home, he couldn't help but feel his stomach churning, and replied coldly with a string of ellipses.

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[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: ...

[Xiao Mumu]: Brother, take me to level up!

[Konoha Pavilion]: No, this game is very friendly to novices.

[Xiao Mumu]: But I want to play with you.

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: Oh.

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Oh what? !

Sitting in the nanny's car, Wu Chen messed up his well-groomed hairstyle, turning his grape eyes to think of something new.

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[Xiao Mumu]: Brother, can you add me to the guild?I am very obedient, I am willing to help everyone, I just ask my brothers and sisters to take me to practice.

[Under the Konoha Pavilion]: No need, gangs below level 90 will not be accepted.

Konoha Pavilion has gone offline.

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It was rare for Wu Chen to be ignored like this, and he suddenly became furious.

Fortunately, Wang Zhimao stooped into the car to prevent him from continuing to be stupid, and arranged: "Tomorrow I will go to Taiwan to be a concert guest, and I will return to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

Although Wu Chen's original ability is really not good, but thanks to the skills he learned hard in Korea, he can still sing and dance well.

After finishing the wanton noodles in the bowl, Wu Chen nodded and agreed, "Oh, yes."

Wang Zhi was puzzled: "So obedient? Is it rape or robbery?"

Wu Chen clicked his tongue: "Brother Zhi, are you shaking M, obedient and disgusting? I'm already very reliable, and when I returned to Beijing, I even asked Mr. Lin to adjust another work of mine."

At this moment, he happened to receive Lin Sha's WeChat message, which was very concise and concise: "I have something to do at home on Friday, please come two hours late."

Wu Chen raised his phone and shook his phone: "Look, it's not my fault."

Wang Zhi frowned: "Actually, if you don't want to, let Lin Sha help you to change the song directly. It's you who signed it. Just pay him more."

Wu Chen showed his white teeth angrily: "I've said it several times, I'm not looking for the shooter! Don't bother me!"

Wang Zhi is an old Jianghu, he can fully accept no matter how dirty the entertainment industry is, he neither denies nor educates the young man's insistence, he just hums: "Then do whatever you want, anyway, you are the one who is tired, in the future Your songs are not written to a certain level and you are not allowed to post them anymore, don’t make trouble for the company, if you insist on claiming the name of the embroidered pillow, we are not the ones who are ashamed! There are many people who want to find your fault.”

Wu Chen's self-esteem was slightly pricked, but he didn't refute. He just put his head in the bag and folded the bento box, and then asked: "Actually, Brother Zhi, you just regard me as a consumable to make money, right? Wait When I get older in a few years, I will cultivate new fresh meat—but I have no objection, you have your ideas, and I have mine, but I hope that when I am not working, I will not interfere with my life."

He raised his mobile phone: "I did what I should do, and then I can play whatever I want, and you don't care about what you want to eat, understand?"

Wang Zhi stared at Wu Chen for a few seconds, then chuckled: "As for it? I'm also doing it for your own good."