After breaking up with the richest man's boyfriend [Entertainment]

After Han Zhaodi went to the waste station to sell the plastic bottles and waste paper she picked up, it was already past 9 o'clock when she returned home.

She rented a hut in a small village on the outskirts, more than ten square meters, all eating and drinking in one room, but the rent is low, suitable for her who has no money.

When she was in good health, she went to a factory to work as an assembly line worker, but later she felt more and more tired, unable to lift up her spirits, a lot of hair fell out, fever persisted, and large red spots appeared on her face. The factory was afraid that she would get it What infectious disease fired her.

I went to the hospital to check several times and finally found out that it was lupus erythematosus.

There is currently no way to cure this disease, it can only be alleviated. The causes of the disease are various, which may be genetic or external. The current medical technology cannot find out.

She also has no money for continued treatment, and it is impossible for her to find a job in such a horrible state.

She wanted to collect scraps to sell, but she found that scraps are not so easy to collect. Although Qingcheng is big, there are more people collecting scraps, and each area has a default contractor. After she was taught several times Only then did I realize that I had robbed other people's business, so I had to ride a small tricycle to pick up leaks, and gradually figured out some ways to collect them in some blank areas or places that the scrap big guys didn't bother to go to, so the money stabilized.

Last year, a small graphic company opened near the village where she rented a house. This made her very happy. The graphic company has a lot of waste paper. After she negotiated the price with someone, they contracted all the waste paper to her. .

She parked the tricycle, and a bunch of stray cats huddled together in front of her house to warm each other up. Seeing her come back, they meowed around and rubbed around her feet.

She bent down to pet the cats, took off a glove and took out the key to open the door, entered the house, and turned on the desk lamp. The warm orange light dispelled a little bit of the winter chill, and she waited until all the cats had entered the house before closing the door , to isolate the north wind from the house.

She took a bowl and poured some cat food for them.

The cats immediately buried themselves in the food.

Han Zhaodi took off her hat, revealing a face full of red spots, these cats are the only ones in this world who don't dislike her like this.

Her room was small and cold, with only one bed, and a small table next to the bed, on which she usually ate and worked. She sat by the bed, rubbed her hands, took out a piece of paper, and started writing songs.

She has loved reading fairy tales since she was a child. Although she has only graduated from junior high school, she will definitely use her time to study. She hopes to compose some poignant, inspirational or touching fairy tales into songs, although she herself likes to sing , but she knows that let alone entering the music scene, she can't even make it to the draft, and the audience will only hate her when they see her. What's more, even if she passes the audition of the draft, she can't spend hundreds of thousands to participate in the next one. the match of.

She didn't know where the songs she wrote could be submitted to, but she had heard of the most famous film and television in the country. She inquired about the address, and sent all the songs she wrote to the film and television, but she voted dozens of times. She didn't have a computer, and she was even more reluctant to change a smart phone. All the money from picking up scraps had to be sent home, and then she bought some medicine for herself.

A few days ago, I read the newspaper and found that the police station had an activity to help poor children study, so I sent the money I saved up. She was ready to be scolded by her parents, and she usually called every year if she sent less than ten yuan. Ask her where the ten yuan went. I don’t know how bad it will be if I lose 6000 this year. My younger brother is the hope of the whole family.However, the end of the year is coming soon, even if she stops taking the medicine later, she will not be able to make up 6000 yuan in a few days.

With red eyes, she took a deep breath, forced herself to think deeply, and then wrote the song again.

She thought of the story of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, who was well versed in military strategies and magic skills, she had been selflessly helping human beings eradicate evil, and finally became a god, and she always believed that good people would be rewarded.

I still recall the ancient times, the sufferings of the world, the Yellow Emperor Chiyou, and his soldiers fighting Zhuolu.

Brother Chiyou, eighty-one, with a beast body and human language, with a copper head and an iron skull.

The power shakes the world, punishes the innocence, is inhumane and unkind, and the people are angry.

The Yellow Emperor was benevolent and righteous, but he was defeated by ferocity. The mysterious girl descended from the sky and gave him a letter.

The power of the mysterious Goddess cleanses away evil spirits, and the place of the nine heavens is barren.

Chi You was defeated, Wuji returned to the clan, and the world was peaceful and safe forever.

As she wrote and sang, her voice was unexpectedly ethereal and clear, as if taking people back to the distant ancient times, witnessing the melee battle between gods and men.

The cats who had finished eating the cat food also gathered around, jumped onto the table, and crowded beside her.

The little panda ran back to Su Shiqin's office in a hurry, and closed the door with a "bang", and the three people inside were startled by it.

Su Shiqin picked it up from the ground, put it on the desk, saw it squeezed together, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, did someone bully you?"

The little panda began to bite, chew and kick at the ball of paper. Su Shiqin felt that what it gnawed was a bit like a letter. Just as he was about to rescue it from the little panda's mouth to see what happened, he heard someone knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Mi Huan stood up and went to open the door, only to find the assistant of famous singer Qiu Baoyu standing outside.

"Sister Mi Huan, we saw a mouse come to you just now, did you see it?"

Su Shiqin stuffed the little panda on the table together with the ball of paper into his pocket in an instant.

"Where did the mice come from? Are you dazzled? How can there be mice in our company so clean? Be careful that Auntie Cleaning will hit you." Mi Huan said while seeing Su Shiqin's movements from the corner of her eye, and then opened the door generously to let him in. They looked, "But since you say so, you should look for it. I also hate mice."

Several people walked in with a smile, walked around carefully a few times, and left in embarrassment where they couldn't find the mouse.

Su Shiqin took the culprit out of his pocket, touched its fluffy head that was blown into a ball: "Don't run around, be careful of being caught."

Su Shiqin fumbled in his pocket again, and found a ball of waste paper that had been eaten by the little panda. He spread it out curiously, and found that it was a letter. Most of the kraft paper envelope had been poisoned. The snow-white letter paper inside was exposed.

The little panda came to snatch the envelope and said angrily, "This thing tripped me just now, how angry! I want to tear it apart!"

Su Shiqin quickly tore open the envelope, threw the kraft paper to it to chew, and unfolded the letter himself to read it.

It looked like a poem, about the battle of Huangdi Chiyou, and the whole poem seemed to be praising the Nine Heavens Xuannv. He didn't know why this person sent this to Chanming Film and Television. He thought about it, and then Pulling the envelope from the little panda’s arms, the envelope was incomplete, and only the postal code of the recipient’s address could be vaguely seen, with the music department of Cicada Film and Television written on it, but the sender and the address of the letter had long since disappeared. Inside the belly of the red panda.

Only then did he realize that maybe this was a lyric submission letter, and it was thrown away as trash without even reading it.

He really likes this song. It can be seen that the person who wrote the song should like ancient mythology very much. Just looking at the lyrics, it looks like it was written by an old gentleman who studies ancient history, but the word is a bit ugly, but it can still be seen that he has tried his best to write it. Organized.This style of singing is too low, if the music is not well matched, or if the singer is not suitable, the effect will be counterproductive and it will appear nondescript.

It's just that he doesn't understand why people still use this ancient method to submit manuscripts these days. Isn't it easy to lose manuscripts?

Gan Wenni's best friend is the daughter of a famous real estate tycoon named Xue Jiaqi. The two made an appointment to go shopping together. The two beautiful girls who are fashionable and followed by a bunch of bodyguards are always eye-catching. The two hold hands intimately , talking and laughing.

"Your father has such a good relationship with Gu Dong, so he must have got a lot of banquet seats, can you bring me?" Xue Jiaqi's delicately made-up face was full of anticipation.

When it comes to Gan Wenni, she feels unhappy. Gan Shu used to be very kind to her. Although she also knew that her father had always been a bit macho, he had never reprimanded her so severely in public.

"Don't talk about it, the old man is useless, how can there be so many places." After she finished speaking, she saw Xue Jiaqi's expression that you were not qualified to go, and immediately raised her head and said proudly, "My mother is the best, she will help me get it." A quota has been reached."

Xue Jiaqi immediately showed a look of envy. Gu Yueze seldom holds a banquet, but every time he holds a banquet, everyone in the business world will flock to it, fighting for the spot. Everyone who can attend the banquet is of extraordinary wealth, and it is also one of the few who can get close to the mysterious Gu Yueze's only chance.

Especially those like Xue Jiaqi and Gan Wenni, those who are low in wealth and status don’t look good at all, and those who are similar to them don’t look very good. The male stars in the entertainment industry are outstanding in appearance, but they are okay for playing. Just get married.

With Gu Yueze in front of him, it's natural that no one is worthy of him.

Gu Yueze is rich and handsome, and has never been rumored, but many people have seduced him before without fear of death.

There were his secretary, assistant, and countless stars in the entertainment circle who dreamed of marrying a wealthy family overnight by relying on their beauty. The former was ruthlessly fired by him, and the latter was completely banned.

Only then did some hearts that were just about to move.

But Gan Wenni felt that she was different. His father was one of the few people who could get closer to Gu Yueze, which gave Gan Wenni countless expectations. Ze can't be said to be enthusiastic about her, but compared with others, she is not so cold. In her heart, she has long since decided not to marry a king, but who knew that Su Shiqin would come out halfway, with a coquettish look on her face. I hate Su Shiqin to death.

But thinking about men's inheritance, especially rich men, she didn't believe that Gu Yueze would not want his own children all his life, how could men and men last for a long time.

"Then can you take me with you?" Xue Jiaqi's mind was dry, how could Wen Ni not know, she made a helpless expression on the surface, but in her heart she complained about another wishful thinking fool.

"No way, each person can only bring one person. The quota for four of us is full. You might as well think of other ways."

Xue Jiaqi thought to herself, if I have another way, will I still ask you?It's just that Gu Yueze's banquet opportunities are too rare and seats are too rare, and now everyone in the circle is asking for a high price.

Stepping on her high heels, she changed her mind, and then said insinuatingly: "Your mother seems to have a very good relationship with Gu Dong, and he even gave your parents a copy."

Gan Wenni smiled and did not speak, but this has already given Xue Jiaqi the answer.

It seems that her mother's share was not given by Gu Yueze, Xue Jiaqi quickly searched in her mind for who among her friends in the entertainment circle had a closer relationship with Su Shiqin.