Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon.

Han Sen looked at the passing buses, held the coins in his pocket, and thought about the distance to go home. Finally, he gave up taking the bus and walked towards the place where he lived, facing the afterglow of the setting sun.

On the way, he felt abdominal discomfort again.

"here we go again."

Han Sen took off his mask, took out the dried radish again, and chewed it slowly.

Slightly sweet, slightly astringent.

Soon, the stomach discomfort disappeared...

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, Han Sen sighed.

When I woke up, it was dark between heaven and earth, and I could vaguely see the neon sign outside the window shining faintly.

He was a little drowsy, but he knew he couldn't sleep anymore.

So I opened my eyes desperately, and my body gradually became clearer.

I just felt as if the inner wall of my stomach was peeling off, causing burning pain like corrosion.

Howling and moaning in a low voice, he finally knocked over a box of painkillers beside the bed. After taking them, he felt slightly relieved. Then he knelt down by the bed, found a dried radish, and chewed it slowly but firmly.

Remember the past.

He only remembered that the fork in the road appeared at a concert with thousands of people that he had been preparing for more than two years.

It seems like an unexpected accident?

The stage performance elevator malfunctioned and dropped violently, causing me to fall to the ground.

The scene was filled with exclamations of surprise.

After the rapid falling sensation and a brief moment of confusion, he only saw that his hands were covered in blood, and his lumbar vertebrae would suffer severe pain if he moved even slightly.

His heart sank for a moment.

Soon, amidst the chaotic noises and screams, his consciousness fell into a blur and he closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was this strange world...

A huge poster of a man is posted in the bedroom, taking up the entire small space.

There are messy clothes in the storage cabinet.

There is a quiet black guitar next to the bed.

The bookcases are covered with various books about music.

Nothing else.

Fortunately, his ID card, diary, etc., allowed him to gradually understand his past self.

"On March 1st, the Spring Festival has passed. I have opened this new diary to urge myself to continue to work harder on the road of music!"

"In order to find inspiration, I first read Antoine's autobiography in prison."

"I think Antoine is a great black leader and the greatest South African. The spiritual content of his life is about struggle and hope. This coincides with my philosophy! I know clearly that Antoine

You should win the Tu Hong Peace Prize!”

"It's March 2nd. It's cold and I can't do anything. Play cards."

"March 3, the weather is getting colder today. Let's play cards."

"March 5th, playing cards."

"March 7, playing cards."

"March 15th, playing cards..."

"March 16th, Han Sen, Han Sen! How could you be so depraved! Have you forgotten all the plans you made before? The Master said: I will examine myself three times in a day! We can't go on like this!"

"March 17th, playing cards."

"March 18th, playing cards..."

"Yesterday, March 20, I discussed a major matter with Ge Qingqi, Zhong Juntao, and Wu Yu, which was enough to change our lives. Later, the agent also expressed his agreement, so the matter was put on the agenda, but I know

, this may not be successful, I hope my guess is wrong."

"On March 22, my guess was indeed wrong. The company did not stop us and our interview was successful! Our Jinghong band passed this year's band audition of "Hong Kong Star" and we can appear on TV!"

"March 23, rehearsal."

"March 25th, rehearsal."

"On March 26, for Aqi, I became a hero today, but everyone is blaming me. Maybe... I am wrong?"

"On March 27th, I went on stage today. What I know is not what I think, and what I think is not what I know. The entertainment industry is indeed full of shady things. I am not willing to be ranked second. We are number one!"

"March 28th, rehearse and prepare for the promotion competition!"

"April 1st, today seems to be April Fool's Day in the West? But we Chinese people don't celebrate this holiday, but today Wu Yu made a joke to me, which surprised me. He said he saw no hope and wanted to leave. I think

This joke is not funny at all."

"On April 5th, today's promotion competition, the judges once again gave us a hard time, but with the support of the audience, we were lucky enough to advance. The road ahead is long and the road is long..."

"On April 7, Wu Yu didn't leave, but A Tao told me that he wanted to open a noodle shop in Beijing. A noodle shop? I laughed. He wanted to inherit the family mantle. I asked him, really...

Do you really want to be a cook for the rest of your life? He was silent."

"On April 8, Ge Qingqi brought me a letter, which was an employment contract with Yuanzheng Entertainment! Oh, Yuanzheng? A big company? Lack of drummers? Are you willing to pay a sky-high price to trade for a drummer? Nail Nicophy, Monkey Sea

Sai Lei dares to nest!"

"On April 12, I feel so helpless. Why does everyone want to go north?"

"On April 14, we entered the quarterfinals, but I was not happy at all. The company did not provide any resource support at all. In addition, something happened that gave me a bad premonition. I hope it is just me.

Think about it."

"On April 15, A Tao finally left. He cried so sadly. I don't know how to express my inner disappointment."

"On April 16th, it was a cloudy day with heavy rain. Aqi also left. I took her to the airport. The next one would be Yu Shao... I know that Yu Shao is a rich second generation and doesn't care about this band at all.

,Yes, he doesn’t care!”

"April 17th, goodbye."

…

The simple diary allowed Han Sen to understand the complex environment he was in. The more carefully he read it, the more his heart ached.

April 17 was the day he opened his eyes late at night.

You are persisting in things that should be given up, but you are giving up in things that should be persisted.

Han Sen sighed.

If you don’t know the suffering of others, you won’t make any comments.

In short, the rest of life.

I will go on a good journey for you.

But what made Han Sen a little confused was that he passed by the bank yesterday and took his ID card to check the property in his name, only to find that his account was cleaner than his face...

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is penniless now.

Fortunately, there is no debt.

Fortunately, there are still some grains and dozens of boxes of dried radishes in the refrigerator.

He is simply a carrot-drying maniac.

But this seems to be the most economical and safest way to relieve stomach problems.

At this moment, night falls.

Neon street lights lit up one after another, and the skyscrapers lined up one after another gradually lit up the lights.

This unfamiliar environment made Han Sen feel uncomfortable. After looking at it for a while and carefully recalling the way he came, Han Sen moved forward.

He lives in an ordinary public rental housing and enjoys a talent housing subsidy, but even so, it is still a large expense for Han Sen, who is currently unemployed.

The top priority is not only to solve the problem of food, but also to solve the problem of housing funds...

Han Sen was thinking as he walked.

As a singer in his previous life, he hung out in bars and held concerts with thousands of people at the Workers' Stadium. Although he was not a top-notch artist, he was still a well-known literary and artistic worker in the music circle.

If he can write, he can create.

He has reached the eighth level of Jeet Kune Do in Nengwu and has also passed the coaching qualification test. Three or five strong men cannot get close to him.

Therefore, he is also known as Bruce Lee in the music industry.

Han Sen is confident that even if he is not involved in the entertainment industry, he can still take the Jeet Kune Do coaching qualification certificate and teach people how to practice martial arts.

But, it’s just enough to make ends meet.
To be continued...