This star is from the earth

Guan Yi walked into Han Jue's home, put the books in the entrance, picked up the top one, "History of Chinese Art Development", and revealed the next one, "Light, Shadow, Story". Turning his head to look at the spine of the stack of books, he also saw some novels.

This is very illiterate, and it does not conform to Han Jue's previous "personality".

After Han Jue moved his things in, he saw the cold-faced man reading the stack of books.

"Buy it and see."

Han Jue explained. Han Jue himself knew what his predecessor was like. He bought a bunch of books, and it was impossible not to arouse suspicion.

Han Jue took the last pile of books in, and Guan Yi followed along.

When Han Jue was thinking about how to get Guan Yi away, Guan Yi sat down on the sofa and asked Han Jue:

"What are your plans after the contract expires?"

After hearing this, Han Jue didn't think about bad ideas and drove him away. He sat on the sofa opposite Guan Yi and asked, "When will the contract expire?"

"Less than half a year."

"Have you found your next home?"

"No. I just don't plan to be an artist anymore."

Guan Yi was a little surprised when he heard this, because in the morning he heard that Han Jue hadn't slackened in honing his skills for so many years, and in the afternoon he was amazed by Han Jue's talent, so he always thought that Han Jue would wait and hold back his big move.

It's just that Han Jue didn't plan to be an artist directly.

"Tell me, why?" Guan Yi asked.

"I don't like it, it's not suitable." Han Jue could only answer this way, otherwise he could say that he couldn't be an artist?

Han Jue tastes old-fashioned. He didn’t listen to too many popular songs in his previous life. Most of the playlists are songs from around the millennium. The level of acting in melodramas, playing [Werewolf Killing] If you kill wolves, you can't even dance at the level of aerobics at school morning meetings, so this artist Han Jue can't be as much as he wants.

"Only doing what you like, and being able to find pleasure in whatever you do, these are two great abilities. Everyone has been pursuing the former, but the way to achieve the former is only the latter. "Guan Yi seemed to understand Han Jue's feelings, "I didn't like being a manager before."

Han Jue nodded, and started talking nonsense: "You know, my situation has not improved for so many years, I have no chance, and I am tired, so I thought, let's stop here, forget it."

Guan Yi squinted at Han Jue, the look of contempt was obvious even on his expressionless face, he said, "Why didn't things improve and you don't know why?"

Han Jue swore that he really didn't know, but he couldn't show it, so he pretended to be ashamed and said, "I know, so I changed careers as soon as possible."

Seeing that Han Jue is so self-aware, Guan Yi seems to think that such a Han Jue is worth saving.

Guan Yi silently nodded in approval, and Han Jue suddenly didn't know what he did wrong again, and immediately changed the subject: "By the way, do you know if I bought any financial services? Or stocks?"

Guan Yi said: "I don't know, I have only taken over you for a week, and I haven't heard anything about you."

Han Jue was a little disappointed.

Guan Yi asked, "Lack of money?"

Han Jue nodded. He checked his bank cards today, and the total of several cards was only more than 5,000. He thought it must have been moved to other places.

However, Guan Yi said: "You are short of money, you still gave all the money to Brother Wang last week, and asked him to help you give all the money to others?"

Han Jue was dumbfounded and asked, "To others, to whom?"

Seeing Han Jue asking this question, Guan Yi was even more surprised than Han Jue.

"To the fan you beat up before."

Han Jue cursed secretly in his heart, and leaned back discouraged.

He probably guessed what was going on. It was nothing more than the fact that his predecessor left empty-handed, and in the end he didn't give the money to his relatives or anything, but used it for "redemption", which was quite unexpected.

"Did you say how much it was?"

"Brother Wang said there are about 2 million."

Han Jue clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and resisted the urge to ask for the money back.

Guan Yi brought the topic back to before, and asked, "If you're not an artist, what are you going to do?"

Han Jue was ambiguous: "I don't know yet... probably writing something to make money."

Guan Yi subconsciously thought of Han Jue's memoir, which only scored 4 points on Vine Ratings. Book, immediately put away a little bit of contempt.

Guan Yi asked Han Jue where he planned to live next. Han Jue looked around as a matter of course, and said that he lived here——lived in his current home.

Guan Yi smiled: "This place is allocated by the company, and you don't have a house outside. When the contract expires, the house will be taken back by the company. You may have to move out by then."

Han Jue felt that the thunder of Youdao's fantasy struck him.

It's over, all plans are messed up.

Without a house, it is impossible to implement the follow-up house plan.

This predecessor is too deceitful...

Seeing Han Jue's bewildered face, Guan Yi immediately found a breakthrough:

"I have only been in this company for a week. You are the first artist I took over. Although your situation is not that good, I don't like the failure of the first artist. Your contract for the next six months, Until the expiration, I will always be your agent. The company did not apologize to you before. Now that they have given up on you, you should not blame them. However, I, your new agent, did not give up on you.

"I'm not the kind of person who will rot the cards in my hand. Just like the resources of "Tucao Daxiu" yesterday, I used my own favor. To be honest, this favor is very worthwhile. You that night Your performance has completely surpassed the company's evaluation of you. If you plan well, it is not impossible to become famous again.

"So, do you want to work harder in the last six months, at least save enough money, and then retire?"

At this moment, Guan Yi finally understood the thoughts in his heart. That idea might have arisen from watching Han Jue's recording last night. After thinking about it all day today, he finally grasped that idea in his hands from the haze.

He saw possibilities in Han Jue.

It doesn't matter if it is a kind of intuition, in the eyes of outsiders, Han Jue's card is almost rotten, but in Guan Yi's view, this card is unknowable. The worst result is nothing more than really rotten, but it is also possible to become an ace.

The only problem is that Han Jue's mentality and destructiveness.

Guan Yi was not too worried about this. He has studied Han Jue. In the past, Han Jue broke the pot and fell, and the reason was because he had no motivation. Now that Han Jue has a goal, if he wants to make money, it will not be difficult to control it.

"Let's talk about it." Han Jue has not given up on the idea of ​​retiring, and plans to go to the bank to ask if there are any financial services, check the bills, and see if there is any side business.

Guan Yi obviously didn't intend to finalize the matter tonight, after all, there was still half a year in the contract, which was enough for him to work slowly. Guan Yi looked at his watch, it was already ten o'clock, he should leave.

Seeing Guan Yi stand up and prepare to leave, Han Jue also got up to send off.

Guan Yi asked as he walked, "Do you remember my name?"

Han felt embarrassed and terrified. Number [7343]?

Shaking his head, I don't know.

Guan Yi seemed to expect that Han Jue would not know or not remember his name, so he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Han Jue, then turned around and continued walking towards the door.

Han Jue sent Guan Yi to the elevator.

Originally, there should have been a period of silence here, and then let the atmosphere become awkward.

However, Guan Yi turned around and asked Han Jue:

"Are you still practicing your dancing and singing?"

Han Jue was at a loss.

Dance? What dance?

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

This puzzled look, in Guan Yi's view, turned out to mean "How do you know?"

Guan Yi saw the needles and began to persuade:

"Wouldn't it be too wasteful to hide a sword that has been kept for so long without seeing blood?"

Han Jue rolled his eyes and didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer at all.

The elevator arrived soon, Guan Yi walked in, but Han Jue didn't follow.

A nod is a farewell.

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

Damn it, such a good house is not my own, how can I live in peace and wait to die?

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

Han Jue was really thinking about Guan Yi's proposal before he left. What if the bank really has no money? When the time period of the Internet celebrity is too long, it is impossible to survive the day when the traffic is realized. As a writer and a joker, there is no way to survive for longer.

Han Jue suddenly remembered what Guan Yi said to himself at the elevator entrance. What about raising a sword, what about seeing blood, the talk is extremely bloody, and it's very secondary, probably because the manager regarded him as a simple-minded predecessor to instigate.

Han Jue knew that his predecessor was a trainee, that's right, the kind who could sing and dance, his predecessor struggled out of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, even if his skills were all wasted, at least his face was still there.

Is it possible to really be an entertainer, earn a wave of money, and harvest a crop of leeks?

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