well......

What a broken system, not to mention not smart at all, but also without any rules.

There is no way to get started from the system.

System, can't you have a little more presence?

wrong!

Zhang Yu suddenly thought of something.

Whether Yang Ruoxue is promoted again this time does not seem to have much impact on his love, career, and friendship.

In other words, the impact is not that big.

Perhaps, that little impact is not enough to trigger the system.

The first time the system is triggered involves a breakup, it will naturally have a great impact on love.

What about the second time?

Helping Yang Ruoxue advance through the ranks, his talent in writing lyrics and music was revealed, which indeed had a great impact on his career.

What about the third time?

If he doesn't help Yuan Xiang realize his music dream, Yuan Xiang will return to his hometown to become a music teacher after graduation.

So will their friendship still be as good as it is now?

I'm afraid not.

If you don't keep in touch with your friends for a long time, the relationship will fade.

Then he may lose this friend.

This naturally has a great impact on friendship.

What about the fourth time?

Then there is no need to say more.

However, so what if there is no systematic "comfort", Zhang Yu will not worry about gains and losses.

"This song is indeed good." Feng Liang handed the manuscript to Zhang Yu, then looked at Yuan Xiang and said, "If you want to record a song or something, I happen to have a friend..."

Yuan Xiang looked at Zhang Yu, somewhat impatiently.

"Is it far?"

Zhang Yu looked outside and saw that it was already dark.

"It's not a hurry." Li Jie said, "There are no classes tomorrow, so let's go tomorrow!"

Zhang Yu looked at Yuan Xiang, and the two nodded immediately.

"Brothers, let's settle the accounts." Feng Liang said, "I think you should agree on how to divide the income from this song first."

"this......"

When Yuan Xiang heard this, he was stunned.

"It's better to talk in front, so as not to leave any knots in each other's hearts." Li Jie nodded and said.

"If the boss can give me this song to participate in the show, I am already satisfied." Yuan Xiang shook his head and said, "Forget about the profits and whatnot."

"If you don't tell me, I really haven't thought about this." Zhang Yu said, "How do you think it should be calculated?"

Yuan Xiang seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Zhang Yu.

"Forget it, don't say it anymore," Zhang Yu said.

Feng Liang's worries are not unreasonable.

Because there is a problem with the distribution of interests, relatives will turn against each other, let alone friends.

Zhang Yu doesn't care about that little profit.

But if he doesn't take it, there may be problems later.

Kindness turns into hatred.

If a song becomes popular, the benefits are huge.

And Zhang Yu is very confident that this song is very popular.

After some discussion, an agreement was reached.

It doesn’t actually matter how it’s distributed, the important thing is to talk it through in advance.

"By the way, why did you two go back to the dormitory today?"

Zhang Yu then curiously asked Feng Liang and the others.

"Seeing that you were scolded so badly on the Internet, I thought you would be very disappointed and distressed, so I was going to come back to comfort you." Li Jie curled his lips and said, "But now it seems that we were wasting our efforts. You act like you are nothing."

, your heart is too big, right?"

"Well, your mental quality is indeed suitable for the entertainment industry." Feng Liang said.

"Really?" Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I stayed with Ruoxue for almost a whole day today and didn't use the Internet at all."

Although I am not online, I can predict it without him.

"I feel like I'm being fed a bitch!" Feng Liang curled his lips and said, "I'm asking for trouble when I go back to the dormitory!"

"Not online?" Li Jie was stunned and said, "Didn't you two also show off your affection on Weibo?"

"I don't care after posting on Weibo." Zhang Yu said, "However, being scolded is also expected. If it weren't for the fact that most of those people are Ruoxue fans, I could scold them to death by myself.

.”

"Blow me!"

Li Jie obviously didn't believe it, and so did the other two.

This can be seen in their eyes.

Zhang Yu smiled and did not explain.

There are countless curse words from another world in your mind, but you still can’t scold those guys?

It's not a problem to scold them until they become autistic.

However, Zhang Yu knew very well that if he scolded those people at this time, it would only...

Um?

If I quarrel with them, will the large oil fields get closer to me?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu smiled dumbly.

If he really did this, it would not be a good thing for Yang Ruoxue.

Thinking of Yang Ruoxue, Zhang Yu gave up the idea of ​​scolding those who scolded him.

Feng Liang and Li Jie saw that Zhang Yu had nothing to do, so they chatted in the dormitory for a while and then left.

"So many people scold you, do you really feel indifferent?"

Yuan Xiang lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and asked curiously.

"Why bother with them? You're just asking for trouble." Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "If you become famous one day, there will be many people scolding you. Brother, you have to remember: go your own way and let others

Say it!"

"Fire? I'd better forget it." Yuan Xiang shook his head and said, "I don't have extravagant hopes."

"People with a bad mentality are best not to join the entertainment industry." Zhang Yu continued, "Sooner or later, you will become depressed."

"It's not that exaggerated, right?" Yuan Xiang said.

"If there is no fire, then it is death." Zhang Yu continued, "If there is fire, then life is worse than death."

"Is it as exaggerated as you said?" Yuan Xiang said.

"When you are in the entertainment industry and see others becoming famous and gaining fame and wealth, but your dreams are shattered, you have no future, and you can't see any hope, what will you do?" Zhang Yu shook his head and said.

Want to die?

Maybe!

Perhaps, it is not the person who died, but the dream, the future, the spirit,...

"Where's the fire?"

Yuan Xiang was thoughtful and then asked.

"There are many famous people," Zhang Yu said.

"What about you?" Yuan Xiang stood up, looked at Zhang Yu across from him, and said, "Want to die, or do you want life to be worse than death?"

"Do you think my mental capacity is poor?" Zhang Yu curled her lips and said.

Yuan Xiang was speechless.
To be continued...