"Son, no matter how good it is outside, it is not as good as home. Your dad and I miss you. Our new house has been built, it is all ground heat and the bathroom is in the house. It's so beautiful that your mom cleans up for you. Son, there is smog in Yanjing. Go home..."

The ant tribe gathering area in the bustling metropolis, with a very ordinary three-story roof. Any space below is used by the landlord to stuff as much as possible and make more money by one person. Staying down there is a boring thing, but this small platform has not brought Chen Hao a smoother breathing feeling.

The mother was worried that her parents were just taking care of her son who had been wandering outside for several years and could not get any emotions. The words warmed people's hearts, but Chen Hao felt a little guilty. After hanging up the phone, he slapped the cigarette in his hand and laid his hands behind his head. Regardless of the dirty and cold ground on the platform, he lay flat backwards and saw a rare starry sky.

This night is so clean.

Go home?

All art schools that have been taking the exam for four years have failed.

He climbed up as an extra, but he was just a corpse without a single line or a passerby who was beaten to death without even a face when he appeared.

I have been drifting in Beijing for four years and achieved nothing, and I only have the salary I just received for 1,200 yuan.

Among the army of online anchors, they failed to stand out, and they didn't even get the qualification to start a live video broadcast. The guild signed was still a temporary contract. The highest income in a month was only 2,220 yuan, a number that will never be forgotten.

Twenty hours ago, I worked hard to be a substitute twice and a coolie for more than ten days. I was promised that I could get a small supporting role with more than a dozen lines. I was taken away by a relative of an associate director and a greasy face driving an old Jetta. He wanted to punch, but in the end he just smiled and left. Although I had been doing a lot of hard work for more than ten days, the substitute was beaten several times, and once I jumped off the third floor and almost left the edge of the air cushion. If the punch was useful, Chen Hao didn't mind. He knew it was useless and he would definitely not be able to get the small character, so he just left. However, before leaving, he accidentally 'caused' the crew's small push cart down and crashed into the old Jetta.

For this reason, even the opportunity to be an extra actor was lost. He didn't care. He was the bottom of the team and still needed to be pityed by you? If I don't cause trouble, it doesn't mean I won't find a way to release myself.

A few hours ago, Chen Hao was terminated by his middle-level guild management on the largest voice and video entertainment live broadcast platform in China, Lele, and kicked out of the guild. The guild is an unknown small guild among many guilds in Lele. Even in such guilds, Chen Hao is just a bottom-level small anchor who is only worthy of middle-level management to manage N-level management. He just got his salary at the beginning of the month. In a private chat, the manager proposed the nth time that you, Chen Hao, should be sensible, and the guild will give you more opportunities.

Will a man who has been drifting in Beijing for four years not understand what it means? But that 1,200 yuan is so heavy that he is not qualified to waste a penny. The only thing he is very proud of in the past four years is that he has never taken a penny from his family. The money his parents have transferred to the card every month, but he has not moved the bank card at the bottom of the box. He has not moved it for four years.

One thousand, two hundred yuan, plus the occasional income of extras, living in a city like Yanjing for a month, with 400 yuan in rent and transportation costs. Although Chen Hao never mourns himself or complains about the world, he will not waste a penny of this money. He will "gift" the management and go through the back door to give him more opportunities. He can't afford the money.

Perhaps it was because Chen Hao was ignorant, and the management just told him coldly that the time you climbed the wheat was adjusted from 3 a.m. to 9 a.m., and everyone knew what this time meant on the online entertainment platform.

Chen Hao was very calm and not angry, but he would not let himself do nothing. He also knew clearly that he had no choice but to retreat. He endured once, took one step back, twice, and took two steps back. Since he had no choice but to retreat, he had to be worthy of himself.

I called the manager and said calmly: "You are glad that you haven't face to face with me now, otherwise I believe that the mop on my hand will let you feel what it means to hold up from behind!"

He was terminated. Before he found the guild again to sign the contract, he did not even have the qualifications to sing in any sub-channel of the music channel as an online anchor. Even if he found a new guild, he had to start from scratch. Although it was only the lowest level before, it was at least a few minutes, and the little thing behind the decimal point still needed him to fight again.

Can you go home like this?

Chen Hao used a gentle smile instead of shaking his head, without making fun of himself. He was once seen by a 99% of people on the train to Yanjing and thought he was a liar. He said that he had the mentality of swallowing the sky. He believed that even in this situation, he did not feel that he would be knocked down, and the sun would still rise tomorrow as usual.

"Haozi, I'll leave tomorrow. I feel that there is nothing worth noting in advance. My family spent money to walk around a job and spent ten years to do it. It's time to go back. I bought a ticket. The remaining money is this drink. I have nothing to say or anything to say, you are the only one."

More than ten minutes later, when Chen Hao was about to get up and return to his room, Liu Dong, a prairie man living in the same room, was carrying a plastic bag from a supermarket, full of stuff. He held a dilapidated laptop in the other hand, and a miserable smile on his lips.

"It's been ten years, I still live here..."

People living here are very indifferent to people coming and going. It is common for you to live here for a year and have a look at it for more than 10 or 20 times. Liu Dong was 28 years old and has been drifting in Yanjing for ten years. His grades are slightly better than Chen Hao. Although it is just a little bit, it is also something that Chen Hao envies. At least he can start a live video broadcast and have his own live broadcast room. Just like at this time, he was drinking and saying goodbye to both Chen Hao and to about a hundred people in his own video room on the Lele platform.

Chen Hao did not persuade him. Liu Dong complained to him once or twice. He just thought that Liu Dong was saying goodbye to the person in Lele's room, and he didn't mention the matter of him going home at once. He was mentally prepared, but just listened silently to him telling his "tragic ten years" for the last time, accompanied him to drink wine, eat roast chicken, ham, and eat supermarket snacks that he would never want to eat on weekdays.

Chen Hao never told Liu Dong that you had an income of more than 3,000, nor did he mention what happened to him within two days. So when he heard the "tragic ten years" that Liu Dong told him, he felt that it was a pool of clear water. If Liu Dong decided not to leave and still struggled, he would tell him that calmness was actually a kind of happiness. The experiences of the two people together seemed to be more complaining and asking for comfort was Chen Hao.

Liu Dong soon drank too much, handed the laptop in front of Chen Hao, and turned off the video: "Haozi, I won't say anything. That serious illness emptied all your savings, and the brother was not promising. Although this book was broken, leaving a thought for a while is also an interest. I don't have the nerve to ask for money here. After I go back, I will send that money to you card..."

Chen Hao did not refuse, and it was natural to pay back the debt. There was no need to act like a very righteous attitude under his current situation. He just couldn't take this laptop.

It turns out that it is very unwise to argue with a drunk person about a trivial matter who is right and who is wrong, and it is unwise to disobey his ideas and actions.

"What, Haozi, do you look down on me..."

Bang, holding up the laptop that had not been turned off, Liu Dong directly smashed it to the ground, turned around and left with an angry look. Before leaving, he knocked down the bottle of wine. The remaining wine flowed along the ground to the smashed laptop.

Although Liu Dong smashed it hard and the shell did break and fly, it seemed to be quite embarrassed at first glance, Chen Hao subconsciously raised his hand to grab the laptop. He didn't think about anything at the time, and his subconscious reaction might be able to be repaired, or maybe it was just that the shell was broken and the inside was not broken.

After drinking nearly a bottle of white wine and several cans of beer, Chen Hao was a little drunk, and his body was a little conscious and his reaction was half a beat slower. During this half beat, the drink was in contact with the broken laptop. When he put his hand on it, it was squirting and the lightning was on. At the same time, in the rare clean night sky in Yanjing, a star suddenly lit up. If you stared at it just right, it would feel very dazzling.

The brightness in the sky flashed in a flash, and the laptop that Chen Hao encountered suddenly lit up, it was very dazzling and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Hao had no experience of electricity. He didn't know what it felt, but he felt numb all over. It seemed that something entered his body along his fingers, and then, it was gone...

"That's it?"

Chen Hao shook his head, poked the laptop open with a broken wooden stick on the platform, looked at the food left in the ground and plastic bags, but did not clean it up. He picked up the laptop and went downstairs to return to the room. Liu Dong could already hear the snoring in the room. He thought he was a little dizzy after being fired. Do you need to go to the clinic at the intersection of the street to check out? Perhaps, I was drinking this wine a little fast today?

In the small toilet room separated in the room, you could vaguely hear the voices of the two roommates, shook their heads, except for being a little drunk and dizzy, and there was no other discomfort. Chen Hao placed the laptop he had fallen on the small cabinet at Liu Dong's bedside, climbed onto the upper bunk, and soon fell asleep...
Chapter completed!