Sing? Sing those boring assembly line songs on your phone?

In Guan Yi's opinion, this puzzled look turned out to be the meaning of [How do you know].

Guan Yi continued:

"Isn't it a waste to quit if you've sharpened it for so long?"

Han Jue didn't know how to answer.

The elevator arrived, Guan Yi walked in, but Han Jue did not follow in.

Nodding, even saying goodbye.

Han Jue walked back to the room, looked around and sighed.

Mom's, it's not my own. How can I live a peaceful life and wait for death? This start is nothing.

No money, no car, no house, no girlfriend, no friends, no career.

If the bank really has no money, what can I do? Could it be that I really have to be an artist and make money?

Can you make money by being an artist yourself?

The time period for being an internet celebrity is too long and it will not last the day when traffic is monetized. If you are a writer and a jokester, you will have no way to survive for a longer time.

Han Jue suddenly remembered what Guan Yi said to him at the elevator entrance.

Han Jue knew that his predecessor was a trainee, and he could sing and dance. His predecessor struggled with tens of thousands or tens of thousands of people, and he was also amazing. But he had been so cold for so long. He thought that after a few years, his outdated acting career made his predecessor know nothing.

But when I heard that, was the predecessor singing and dancing very good?

I have been polishing myself for not having any activity in recent years? No wonder my health has been so good.

Um……

It's over!

I don't know anything at all!

Can't sing or dance!

Will it be revealed all of a sudden?
Chapter completed!