This world is similar to the earth, and its culture is similar.

With the development of science and technology, countries are becoming closer and closer.

Wang Chong first took photos of him and An Xiaoran to travel through major cities in China, and then came to the desert on the border.

Here, he saw a different custom and culture and also experienced the scenery of this world.

In so many places, Wang Chong has seen all kinds of beauties, handsome men who are busy with life, and also has contacted many old men and mothers with various living habits.

Everyone here was very friendly. When they saw Wang Chong alone, they all talked to him in a friendly manner.

Of course, at the beginning, many people recognized him in major cities, which made Wang Chong helpless.

Fortunately, after coming to this desert, he was gradually tanned, and after leaving long hair and thick beard, no one could recognize him.

After traveling in China for more than a year, Wang Chong embarked on the road abroad.

There are many countries on this planet, and various wars often occur between some small countries.

Of course, most countries are safe. During their days abroad, Wang Chong saw more people and gradually became familiar with and mastered English.

Once, when passing by a concert, Wang Chong watched the people on the stage dance, he suddenly realized that he hadn't been back for a long time.

After all, after An Xiaoran's death, he had been traveling outside for almost two years.

Now I am 27 years old. I am looking at myself in the bathroom mirror in the hotel, with my thick long hair and beard. No matter how I look at it, I am already 40 years old.

The young and handsome guy who used to be has completely lost his face.

"Dingling..."

Wang Chong called Congjie.

Since he was traveling abroad, Cong Jie would contact him every month and advise him to continue working.

He also understood that Sister Cong was not doing this for herself. With Sister Cong's qualifications, she didn't have to do this. It was just that Sister Cong was worried about him and she hoped that he would not give up his hard-won career.

Afterwards, because he had been traveling abroad, Cong basically called him one or two months.

"Jet Jet." Sister Cong's voice came.

"Sister Cong, I will return to China tomorrow." Wang Chong said.

It was Cong’s sigh that greeted Wang Chong.

"Jean Jet, I'm glad you can give me a gift, but when you come back, you must be mentally prepared."

"What's wrong?" Wang Chong was curious.

"You know, there are newcomers in the entertainment industry every moment, and fans are also the easiest group to transfer. If you have any news for so long, your popularity may not be as good as before. The company will no longer support you as before..."

Wang Zhong naturally understood this in his heart.

The company wants to make money. As an artist, you can bring benefits to the company, so it is best. However, the company will definitely use the best resources to promote you. It will definitely be very good to hold concerts and accept various advertisements at that time.

But if you stop being popular, the company will basically not support you.

"Sister Cong, I understand this."

"Well, it's best if you can see it. In fact, there's nothing you can do about it. When you left without saying goodbye, many people in the company had a lot of opinions about you, and even said that you would refrigerate you..."

"Thank you, Sister Cong. If you hadn't spoken for me, I would definitely not have been like this."

"Hey, when I come back, I'll pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Chong sighed.

A good agent is indeed different, and it lacks a lot of trouble, while a bad agent may show you the prairie.

Sister Cong is a very good agent. Although she is old, she has a long experience and many people sell her face.

"After going back, it's time to work hard."

I opened the photo with An Xiaoran in my wallet. The photo was a little old, but An Xiaoran's voice, appearance and smile were still in front of me.

People cannot always live in the past, so they think about it, but Wang Chong has already faced the future life with a smile.

At this moment, his mood was different from before.

If he used to strive to make money and become a big star, now he just wants to act, sing, and hold concerts.

This state of mind is very pure.

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It was still at the Shanghai airport. After getting off the plane, Cong, who came to pick him up, saw Wang Chong and didn't recognize him at all.

"Jet Jet, you... have you become like this?" Sister Cong said in surprise.

Wang Chongming said, "You're old."

"Oh, it's so vicissitudes." Sister Cong sighed, thinking that Wang Chong was hit hard because his girlfriend died.

Based on her experience, it is probably very difficult for Wang Chong to become popular again.

Nowadays, fans like young and feminine characters, and Wang Chong, who is like an uncle at such a young age, will definitely not be favored by the company.

But no matter what, Wang Chong is also a star she has raised. She is reasonable and she thinks she should take good care of Wang Chong.

"Let's go, the car is on the side of the road."

"Um."

Wang Hung nodded, because his appearance changed drastically, few people recognized him along the way.

On the way, Congjie said that the company did not have suitable work arrangements at the moment and asked Wang Chong what he planned next.

Wang Chong looked out the window and said, "I'm going to shoot MV these days and release the album later."

"Will it be too fast?"

In Sister Cong’s opinion, the album is now sold to fans. Wang Chong has been out of the entertainment industry for so long, and the fan effect has long passed. How could anyone buy it?

"It's okay, just shoot mv first and try it on some music platforms." Wang Chong said.

"Oh well."

Sister Cong nodded. She actually didn't really think much about Wang Chong, but now she can only do this first.

In the days that followed, Wang Chong went to a new music recording venue under the introduction of Sister Cong.

The conditions are worse than those in the past. Although Cong Jie didn't say it clearly, he also understood that those good places have been given to several celebrities who have been popular recently.

During the period when he left, the entertainment industry has been changing with each passing day, and almost every few months he will debut as a popular young man.

Some people suddenly became popular because of filming a certain drama.

Some people also participated in a variety show and suddenly became popular.

In short, it is so inexplicable that Wang Chong himself doesn’t understand why these people are so popular that they have no show or music that they can do.

"Just hype." Sister Cong sighed: "I will also find a way to create some hype theme for you recently, which may remind people of you."

"No need. Although hype can be popular for a while, it will not be popular for a lifetime. I don't want to leave the audience with the impression that I can only become popular by hype." Wang Chong said lightly.

"You...hey."

Sister Cong didn't know what to say at this time.

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After returning home, Wang Chong returned to the house he had rented with An Xiaoran.

He had already bought this room, and the furnishings inside had not changed at all.

"Xiao Ran, I'm back."

Looking at the dust all over the room, Wang Chong murmured softly.

An Xiaoran's figure seemed to be in the bedroom, smiling at him.

I cleaned up briefly and it was already evening in a blink of an eye.

After eating something casually, Wang Chong also looked at the Weibo he hadn't opened for a long time.

Weibo fans basically didn't move much, but most of them were zombie accounts.

Of course not all, and many old fans asked him where he went.

Looking at his fan group back then, what surprised Wang Chong was that several groups had a total of tens of thousands of people back then, but now most of them had disbanded. In the end, only one group was left behind under the call of Yang Lili and a few loyal fans.

There were only about 500 people left in this group, and the group had been dead for a long time.

"Hello everyone."

Wang Chong sent a message in the group.

Maybe because there was no one in the group for a long time, no one replied.

After a long time, Yang Lili replied: "Little Prince?"

Wang Chong: "What little prince, I, Lianjie Sun."

Yang Lili: "Where have you been going? It's been a long time since you've heard from me."
To be continued...