The room was about 12 square meters. It wasn't shabby, but it wasn't comfortable either … If one had to describe it, it should be said that it was livable.
There was a huge shelf in the middle of the room, which was used as a partition. The shelf was filled with all kinds of records and CDs.
This was almost all of Cheng Yiran's property … he even regarded it as wealth.
His many years of collection were all stored here.
The sun had already set, and the lights in the city were lit up. A feeling of hunger woke Cheng Yiran up from his sleep — after returning from the nightclub last night, he bought a dozen beers from the convenience store downstairs.
One person drank, while the other person kept plucking the strings of the magical electric guitar. He didn't know when he fell asleep.
When Cheng Yiran opened his eyes, his head was heavy, his stomach was uncomfortable, and his mouth was dry. He didn't get up immediately, but subconsciously rubbed his forehead, and then looked at the lights outside through the curtain.
Countless times, he looked at the neon lights outside like this … Cheng Yiran realized that he hadn't seen the sun at eight or nine o 'clock in the morning for a long time.
He didn't know when he started to perform in various nightclubs, but his days and nights became the same as other people's days and nights.
Cheng Yiran put his hand down, and easily reached the guitar piled on his body — he often fell asleep with the guitar on his body.
His fingers casually plucked a few times, and Cheng Yiran suddenly sat up.
He opened his eyes wide, looking at the guitar in his hand … and even rubbed his eyes hard, "I … am not dreaming."
The moment his fingers touched the strings, the feeling of conquering everyone, almost spread to his whole body!
"Ha … haha … hahaha …"
Wild … endless wild began to emerge in his heart, like a burning fire. Cheng Yiran laughed alone.
Cheng Yiran subconsciously picked up the phone. The first name in the phone book was Hong Guan's name … He hesitated.
He thought of the boss who sold fish eggs and the bag in front of the snack stall … the Besse.
Thirteen missed calls and seven messages.
In the end, Cheng Yiran didn't call this number, but she saw that many people seemed to be looking for her … Among them, two were Hong Guan, six were Manager Dai, and the rest were all unknown numbers.
Hong Guan left a message asking where he was and what was going on.
Manager Dai also left a message asking him what he thought … Cheng Yiran read all the way down, and a smile appeared on her face subconsciously.
The last message was: Hello, Mr. Cheng Yiran, I am from the supervision department of Feiyun Entertainment Co., Ltd. I was also at the nightclub last night and saw your performance. Our company is very interested in you. If it is convenient, please call back.
"Feiyun Entertainment?" Cheng Yiran was stunned … He didn't seem to have any impression of this Feiyun Entertainment.
However, he had never been in contact with a similar record company or entertainment company. He couldn't help but be curious, so he quickly called.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?"
"I am Cheng Yiran." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath, but tried to make her voice sound calm, "I saw your message … How do you know my phone number?"
"Oh! Mr. Cheng Yiran, you finally replied to me. " The person on the other side of the phone said happily, "Mr. Cheng, I have been waiting for your call for a day. I asked the people in the nightclub for your phone number. By the way, I haven't introduced myself, my name is Li Zifeng! "
"Oh … Mr. Li, hello." Cheng Yiran said casually, "Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, I don't know if Mr. Cheng is interested in further development in the entertainment industry?" Li Zifeng smiled and said, "Our company is currently preparing several projects, specifically to unearth some promising newcomers."
"Feiyun Entertainment … I don't think I've heard of it." Cheng Yiran said suddenly.
Li Zifeng said, "Of course, because the company has just been re-established, Mr. Cheng must have not heard of it. But you must have heard of the predecessor of our company … Heaven's Shadow Entertainment Company, Mr. Cheng, have you heard of it? "
"Heaven's Shadow Entertainment Company?" Cheng Yiran gave a start, saying surprisingly, "Is it the company that once made the previous queen … Tu Jiaya famous?"
"Exactly." Li Zifeng said, "Our company fell into a slump because of some things, the former boss even … But don't worry, Mr. Cheng, that's all in the past. Now the reorganized Feiyun Entertainment Company has a huge financial backer that you can't imagine. Our company's strength can't be estimated in the whole world, but in the whole country, it's absolutely first-class! This is a very good opportunity, I think Mr. Cheng won't give it up, right? "
Feiyun … Entertainment Company.
Cheng Yiran's heart beat wildly, but he still tried to calm himself down. But at some point, his palms began to sweat.
"I think we can meet." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and said.
His luck had changed.
…
…
In the club, it seemed to last forever.
In front of Su Zijun, an ancient sheepskin scroll unfolded slowly. She needed to press her palm on it to establish the deal with the club.
Her eyesight was naturally not comparable to ordinary monsters … But even so, she still couldn't figure out how the sheepskin scroll appeared.
Here, there was a kind of mysterious power flowing all the time, bypassing all her senses — even isolating all her senses to the outside world.
Through the observation of this sheepskin scroll, Su Zijun got a shocking conclusion: This small shop had its own system … as if it was completely independent of the present world.
But at the same time, it was inextricably linked with the present world, which was hard to touch.
"Customer, the contract will take effect after you press your palm on it." Luoqiu looked at Su Zijun calmly and said.
After thinking for a few seconds, Su Zijun nodded. Her fingers slowly approached the sheepskin scroll … As she got closer, she could feel a binding force beginning to form around her.
Not only her body … this force seemed to be able to bind her spirit and even her soul.
And something deeper in her soul.
At the moment when her fingers were about to touch the sheepskin scroll, Su Zijun suddenly raised her head and looked at Luoqiu in front of her, "You … what are you."
Luoqiu seemed to be thinking about this question carefully.
"I … am also looking for the answer."
Su Zijun finally pressed the bill on the sheepskin scroll … She didn't feel any discomfort on her body, but she felt as if there was a mark deep in her body.
A mark was made.
…
"That's it?"
Not long after, Su Zijun frowned. She subconsciously looked at her hands and squinted at Luoqiu, "Why are my injuries still there?"
"Miss Zijun, your injuries are too serious." Luoqiu calmly said, "The Soul Tomb you mentioned before, even if all the souls were added together, it wouldn't be able to heal your injuries immediately."
Su Zijun narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "In other words, you are deceiving me … right?"
"No, no." Luoqiu shook his head and said, "It will only slow down your recovery."
As he spoke, Luoqiu took a tall glass from the club's bar and put it in front of Su Zijun — from the bottom of the glass, some strange liquid began to emerge.
It was dark red … but there were a lot of golden light spots in it … like tiny grains of golden sand.
The thick dark red liquid mixed with the golden sand began to appear from the bottom of the glass, then it slowly began to rise — until the liquid occupied about a quarter of the glass, then it stopped.
Su Zijun's nose twitched, and she said in surprise, "This is … blood?"
But she couldn't smell the blood — only her body's instinct told her that it was indeed blood. And it was blood that gave her an irrepressible impulse.
"Of course." Luoqiu smiled and pushed the glass to Su Zijun, "Drink it. Miss Zijun's injuries should be able to fully recover in two days … internal and external injuries."
Su Zijun didn't immediately take action, but said in a low voice, "Whose blood is this?"
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