pain!

Headache!

Chen Ping'an got up from the slippery floor in the bathroom and had a split headache.

More than a dozen beer bottles lie on the ground.

"I'm traveling through time?" Chen Ping'an stood up shakingly with the wall.

Chaotic memories keep pouring into my mind.

This is Blue Star.

Parallel worlds similar to Earth.

The year is still 2020, and the development of science and technology is roughly the same as that of the earth.

The owner of this body is also called Chen Ping'an, who is a free lyricist.

He graduated from Rongcheng Conservatory of Music two years ago and signed a contract with Fanxing Culture before he graduated, which was highly expected by the industry.

But I just graduated and had a voice problem and I couldn't sing anymore...

Forced to make a living, he began to work as the least good at writing lyrics, and became a freelance lyricist.

I've written two pretty good songs.

But there has been no outstanding work in the past year.

The online discussion about Chen Ping'an and Jiang Lang's talent was over.

The income plummeted.

The family business also went wrong and was heavily in debt.

Under heavy pressure, Chen Ping'an couldn't sleep every night and needed sleeping pills to sleep.

Later it developed into severe depression.

Yesterday, my girlfriend, who had been dating for four years, suddenly proposed to break up. Chen Ping'an's last line of defense was defeated. She drank alone until she was unconscious. Chen Ping'an from the earth traveled over.

"Life is really bad." Chen Ping'an turned on the faucet and washed his face with cold water, and suddenly felt much more energetic.

I looked up and saw a haggard face in the mirror.

He is only twenty-four years old and has messy hair. His stubble should have been shaved for a few days. His dark circles are very heavy and thin.

He looks useless.

"call!"

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, "We can't go on like this!"

He quickly packed up the beer bottle on the ground, then took a shower, and washed away the smell of alcohol on his body.

Scrub off your beard with foam,

Organize your hairstyle.

The whole person suddenly became several years younger.

Chen Ping'an rented a house in a city village, but the environment was a bit bad, but the price was cheap.

The house is not very bright.

Chen Ping'an pulled the curtains open, took a deep breath of fresh air outside and then began to look at his room.

There are two guitars hanging in the room.

There are messy manuscript papers scattered on the workbench, with crossed lyrics drafts on it.

There is a simple bookshelf on the north side.

There are professional books, magazines related to music, and a thick stack of CDs.

The wall to the south is a photo wall.

More than twenty photos are all about Chen Ping'an's girlfriend.

It’s very sweet with her personal photos and a group photo of two people.

But now I look quite sad.

Quickly remove your eyes from the wall of photos,

Finally it fell on music magazines and cds.

Look around casually,

But I didn't find a familiar singer.

There are no songs he has ever heard.

"Is it completely different from the earth?" Chen Ping'an realized something.

Immediately took out my phone and opened the browser to search for singers such as Jay Chou, Mao Buyi, etc.

The search results are only Jay Chou and no Lun.

Mao Buyi does exist,

But an orthopedic doctor.

"In other words, the songs I have heard on Earth do not exist here?" Chen Ping'an was excited. "If this happens, you still have to worry about not being able to write songs and not being able to make money?"

Chen Ping'an immediately saw the way to make money.

And at this moment, a bang knock on the door sounded.

"Who?" Chen Ping'an was unhappy with this mourning knocking method.

Is this called knocking on the door?

It's obviously a door smash.

Open the door,

A fat sister in her forties raised her waist and opened her voice: "Chen Ping'an! Rent!"

That's right,

She is the landlady Liu Qiuxiang.

"Sister Liu, a few more days of gratitude..." Chen Ping'an said with a look down.

Judging from the original owner's memory, he has been owing rent for two months.

"I have been lenient for two months!" Liu Qiuxiang said dissatisfied: "I am not a charity! This is not a refugee shelter! Pay money to live! Get out of the money if you don't have money!"

Liu Qiuxiang is no longer polite.

Judging from the situation, I couldn't receive the money today and insisted on driving Chen Ping'an out.

But now Chen Ping'an can't afford the money.

He looked at WeChat, Alipay, and bank cards, and the total amount was less than one hundred.

The beer he bought last night made his poor life even worse.

"Just a few days, I will make up for it this month..." Chen Ping'an was also very anxious.

If you really want to be driven out, you will only be wandering on the streets.

This time travel should not be too miserable.

"no!"

"If you don't move, I'll help you!!"

Liu Qiuxiang rolled up her sleeves and rushed straight into the house.

Liu Ping'an was so scared that he quickly closed the door.

But Liu Qiuxiang reacted very quickly and was very strong, so she pushed the door in.

"Chen Ping'an! Don't be a scoundrel!" Liu Qiuxiang and Chen Ping'an were in a stalemate on both sides of the door.

Liu Qiuxiang wanted to squeeze in through the crack in the door.

But she couldn't do it because she was too fat.

Chen Ping'an held the door hard, and no matter what, he could not be kicked out today.

"I'm a scoundrel...I...I can pay the rent!" Chen Ping'an obviously lacked confidence.

No matter how you say it is your own fault.

But being kicked out would be too embarrassing.

Chen Ping'an just wants to buy a few days, just want to have a place to stay.

He is not a rogue.

Just want to retain the only little dignity left.
To be continued...