After eating and drinking his fill, Li Bufan bought a pile of food and went back.
Li Bufan returned to his room and looked at the small house. He pondered,
The rent was due in a week.
It was impossible to renew the lease. The Host had come to this city because of his girlfriend, Weiwei Wang, and there was no value in remembering her now.
If not for the fact that he was afraid that moving would be troublesome and would delay his time.
Li Bufan wanted to move out on the day that Wang Weiwei arrived."
He would definitely avoid this kind of top-grade goods.
Now that his two videos had been uploaded, he already had millions of fans. It could be considered stable. In addition, his rent was about to expire, so he could take the opportunity to leave.
Thinking about the class reunion in ten days, Li Bufan decided to leave this place and return to Beijing in a few days.
Beijing was the cultural, entertainment, and political center of China.
Li Bufan's classmates were basically all working in Beijing.
Therefore, his connections and resources were all in Beijing.
In addition to his own big entertainer system, Li Bufan knew that there was no better place than Beijing.
To give the simplest example:
When Li Bufan wrote songs, the biggest difficulty was composing the music.
In this city, it was difficult for him to find someone who could help him.
However, it was different in Shangjing. He could easily find the person who did this.
Because music studios in Beijing could be seen everywhere!
Thinking of this, Li Bufan turned on his phone and checked his current assets:
The three bank cards added up to only about 5,000 yuan.
Instantly, Li Bufan was embarrassed."
Although Shangjing is good, it is not easy to live there.
Five thousand yuan, at most, would let Li Bufan live in the basement!
In fact, Li Bufan was not without money. His two popular videos had earned tens of thousands of yuan on the entire platform.
However, this money could only be withdrawn after a full month.
Even if the money would definitely be more than ten thousand a month later, it was still far away and could not quench his immediate thirst.
Borrowing money from his family?
This idea was immediately denied by Li Bufan:
His family was from the countryside, so he might be able to come up with twenty to thirty thousand yuan.
However, Li Bufan didn't want his parents to worry. In his heart, since he had transmigrated, he must be filial to his parents on behalf of the original owner.
He had to inform his parents of the good news.
When he took out the profits from the video a month later, Li Bufan was even prepared to send some money to his family to show his filial piety.
The Host had never sent money home since she graduated a year ago. She spent most of it on Wang Weiwei…
Back at home, Li Bufan was about to speak, so there was only one choice left:
Borrowing money from his good brother.
The name of his good brother Wan Wei appeared in Li Bufan's mind:
Wan Wei was Li Bufan's university classmate and his best friend.
Moreover, Wan Wei was a rich second-generation heir.
Li Bufan didn't feel any pressure at all when he asked him to lend him money.
Besides, Li Bufan would be able to return the money in a month at most.
However, now was not the time to borrow money. Li Bufan was prepared to ask for it in a few days.
The main reason was that Li Bufan still had a lottery ticket in his pocket. He was going to try to see if the password of his five million deposit was correct.
……
9:55 AM.
In the university classroom, the person sitting in the back row lowered his head silently. He took out his headphones and put them on himself. Then, he turned on Fire Music and entered his following list.
He found an ordinary person and clicked on it.
In the company office, Xiao Qian's phone alarm rang. He was stunned at first, then he suddenly remembered the purpose of setting the alarm.
Then, Little Qian picked up his phone and went to the toilet.
However, he hurried back halfway. Under the surprised and puzzled gazes of his colleagues, he picked up his headphones and continued to run to the toilet.
The colleague was dumbfounded.
Shouldn't he be taking paper? Why did he take his earphones?
There were many people like Qian Qian:
They either went to the toilet, found a quiet room, or put on earphones…
Perhaps their postures were different, but the movements of their hands were surprisingly consistent.
He opened Fiery Music and clicked on his list of followers. He found Ordinary People and clicked on them.
Beijing time, 9:59.
More than 100,000 people clicked into the main page of Ordinary People and kept refreshing the video.
At Fiery Music Company, the video review team and operations team were ready.
Fifty-nine minutes. Li Bufan had gained experience from the last upload and uploaded it one minute earlier.
After the video was uploaded, the review team of Fiery Music Company reviewed the video immediately.
After confirming that there was no violation, the video was sent to the operations team.
The leader of the operations team only looked at it for a few seconds before immediately giving the order to manually recommend it.
At 10 o'clock sharp, Li Bufan's third video," People Like Me ", went online and was on the recommended list on the home page.
At 10 o'clock sharp, there were 100,000 Li Bufan fans waiting on the Ordinary People page. When they saw the new video, their eyes lit up and they quickly clicked on it.
Video: People Like Me:
In the cramped room, under the dim light and the curtains that were blown by the wind, a man whose face could not be seen was holding a guitar in the shadows.
The sound of the guitar rang out, and the man said in a low and magnetic voice,"
For someone as good as me
Should have lived a brilliant life
How come in the end after twenty years
Still floating in the sea of people
A lost person like me
People like me who are looking for
People like me who are mediocre
How many people have you seen?
In the 15-second video, Li Bufan edited the lyrics and compressed the rhythm.
The effect was that everyone who saw the video had tears in their eyes again.
Why again?
Every time they saw Li Bufan's video, they couldn't help but tear up.
After the video and song disappeared, they felt like they had not had enough. They held their phones and let the video play over and over again.
In the toilet, Little Qian, who was leaning against the wall, took out a tissue and listened to Li Bufan's singing. He wiped the tears from his eyes and said,"
He was once outstanding and had once fantasized about a brilliant life.
However, after entering society, he realized that things did not go according to his wishes.
Finally, he floated up and down in the sea of people, becoming a busy but inaction person.
He was lost, searching, and in his tears, he saw himself in Li Bufan's song.
"People like me, people like me…"
As he muttered to himself, Little Qian poked his thumb on the screen."
He knew that he would be like this for the rest of his life.
However, he wanted to send the 'ordinary people' who could sing into his heart!
After a wave of likes, Little Qian attached a comment and then forwarded it.
This was the first time he had reposted and shared a Short videos of Huo Yin. His actions were extremely rusty, but he was determined!
At this point, Little Qian became Li Bufan's diehard fan.
There were many people like Qian Qian.
A magical scene happened." People like me " were promoted across platforms by these fans!
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