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Chapter 10 Low-key Chen Han

"I'm really mean!"

After returning home, Zeng Chen lay on the bed in depression, recalling the bloody things that just happened, he felt really angry the more he thought about it.

He was green!

The facts are verified, and I can't refute it.

After confirming again, Su Shirui's image in his heart was like a complete piece of glass shattered.

He can tolerate such a long relationship breakup, but he will never accept that he is green.

And the former baby goddess is just a stinky woman who is mediocre in the secular world.

"I want to make a change!"

After experiencing today's incident, Zeng Chen has strengthened his determination to counterattack. He now longs for becoming better.

The reality is really cruel and it is really unfriendly to the poor.

Especially in Hangzhou, locals collect rent every month to raise fish, and their lives are quite bourgeois and worry-free.

When people from other places come here, they seem to be like working robots, working hard for a month. As a result, they pay some rent every month to maintain some living expenses, and they can't save a little money.

Social livestock?

How is that possible!

It is precisely because of this that Zeng Chen chose to create, at least he still has a lot of autonomy in this career.

Although the profession of online writers was not recognized by many people before any achievements, but...

Now for Zeng Chen, the most important thing is to save the teacher.

One o'clock in the morning.

Close your eyes!

Open your eyes on time at 6:30 in the morning.

[Complete the phased tasks of the schedule on time and receive a reward of 100 yuan]

The motivational voice was remembered in my mind. Zeng Chen, who was already a little confused, seemed to have received a shot of a refreshing agent, and he became energetic.

I have to help Xiaohua find a house later, so today he can't complete most of the schedule tasks.

Breakfast, morning exercises, reading, and at 8:30, I made a small profit of 400 yuan in the morning.

【Persist in daily reading, understanding +1】

[Adhere to daily plot analysis, creative ability +1]

In fact, Zeng Chen didn’t know how to determine this kind of commission, but he was able to subtly feel the changes in his creation.

Now when he was writing his own novels, he really found that many of the stories he had written before were terrible!

Poisonous point, rotten pit...

Just like the new book "The Sister of the Leader" is unparalleled, the protagonist is green at the beginning!

Being greened?

The protagonist is green, which is the biggest poison point. After basically reading this, readers can tolerate being green streaming at such a beginning.

"Don't you do it, I'll really make a prediction for myself in advance."

Zeng Chen couldn't help but complain. The story of the protagonist in the book was the same as that of himself, but after being green, he had at least a gentle and careful sister next door caring for and taking care of him.

And what about yourself?

Next door is full of big guys who snatch their feet!

Forget it... Buddha, it’s good to change yourself first and enjoy your personal life more.

You will never lose money if you spend more time on yourself!

beep--

At this time, Chen Han called.

Zeng Chen swiped over the screen and answered the phone: "Hey, Han, call me early in the morning. Is there anything wrong?"

"Hehe, I really have something to tell you, Lao Zeng, the store I opened is going to be officially launched today. I can't recruit suitable resident singers recently. Look at whether you are convenient for the night recently. I'll send you five hundred every day, so you can sing a song for one or two hours!" On the other end of the phone, I went straight to the point and talked about the serious matter.

"Open a store? Wait... Why did you suddenly have money to open a store?"

Hearing this, Zeng Chen was shocked.

Chen Han has always been quite low-key. After graduation, he asked him what he had plans and said he would just hang out in Hangzhou first, so he didn't care much.

I suddenly called him today and said that I was going to open a store! It really surprised him and was a little confused.

"Hehe, my family gave me some money, and then I rented a storefront and opened a music bar." Chen Han said with a smile.

"Good boy, I can't hide it. It turns out that he is also a rich second generation."

When I say this, I feel that the whole world is the most mediocre.

"It's okay, I can't be considered a rich second generation."

"But are you sure the music bar you run can be successful? The nightclub life in Hangzhou doesn't seem to be good!" Zeng Chen mentioned a little, but he is not sure. Maybe he thinks that the nightclub life in Hangzhou is average, but it's entirely because he is too poor.

"It's okay, just do it. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, at worst, just call it a generator for love." The tone on the other end of the phone was dissatisfied.

"I also said that I am not a rich second generation! I have to cheat you another day." Zeng Chen smiled.

"It's easy to say, so you can consider what I just said. Singing is also your hobby. Come to my store every night to hum a few songs. You may be lucky and attract some sisters while making some money!" The other end of the phone smiled.

"Okay, what time is it tonight?"

"It's enough to come at 8 o'clock in the evening. I'll send you the location address later!"

"Have you prepared a guitar for me?"

"Yes, yes! Yamaha can?"

"It's OK."

"See you that night."

“Ok.”

beep--

The phone hangs up.

Zeng Chen sat in front of the computer desk and smiled slightly. Brother needed his help, how could he refuse?

Besides, he is best at singing and singing.

When I was a child, I liked singing. Perhaps because of my talent, he always sang very well.

After college, he initially spent one or two hundred yuan to buy the second-hand guitar left by his seniors in the school trading group, began to walk while touching the stones, and then learned the first musical instrument in his life.

During college, club activities attracted many suitors by playing and singing.

But that's...

At that time, people were so simple and had some talent, which made them fascinate many classmates of the opposite sex.

Now that we enter society, who will be able to miss you without money?
Chapter completed!
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