On the way out, Luo Chuan casually asked Zhu Wei Jiao who she liked, and Zhu Wei Jiao answered without hesitation,
“Bai Zhen Yu.”
Bai Zhen Yu?
Luo Chuan was taken aback for a moment. Who was this guy? Was he very famous? The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
Speaking of Bai Zhen Yu, Zhu Wei Jiao seemed to have opened a floodgate, and began to chatter nonstop.
He was around their age, and became the lead singer of the school band as soon as he entered university. Then he was discovered by a talent scout, and now he was a fairly well-known singer.
Of course, calling him fairly well-known was a bit of an exaggeration. Bai Zhen Yu was just a new singer, he didn't have any particularly famous works yet, but his debut song “What I Most Want to Say” did attract a group of young fans, mostly high school students.
Some even formed fan groups.
However, Zhu Wei Jiao was not one of those fans, she wasn't that crazy, she just liked his songs.
Luo Chuan thought for a moment, turned around, and took Zhu Wei Jiao to an internet cafe. He opened the music interface, let Zhu Wei Jiao download her favorite music, and then walked around the internet cafe casually, observing everything.
Unlike the future, the YX Alliance was not yet widespread. Most people in the internet cafe were playing the Chinese style fantasy online game “倩女幽魂” (roughly translated as "Pretty Woman Ghost").
Luo Chuan had not had much contact with this game in his previous life, but now “倩女幽魂” was undoubtedly one of the hottest games around.
Luo Chuan stood behind someone, watching him control a male swordsman being beaten up by a monster, he couldn't help but shake his head. This guy's skills were too bad.
Although he had not played it, it didn't stop him from criticizing it. I could do that too.
Seeing that the guy's fingers were almost hitting sparks from the keyboard, and the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower, Luo Chuan turned around and left wisely, returning to Zhu Wei Jiao.
“Jiao Jie, are you finished downloading?”
“Finished,” Zhu Wei Jiao excitedly shook her MP3.
Before, she could only listen to music at home. Now she could listen anytime, anywhere, it was just awesome.
“Okay, let's go eat then,” Luo Chuan got up and went to the counter to pay, Zhu Wei Jiao followed behind him.
“What do you want to eat?”
Zhu Wei Jiao thought for a moment, suddenly she was a bit troubled, not because she didn't know what she wanted to eat, but because she wanted to eat too many things, she couldn't choose. In the end, she could only say with a frown,
“I don't know!”
Finally, Luo Chuan looked around, his eyes suddenly lit up, he pulled Zhu Wei Jiao and walked towards a place.
“Let's go eat at a buffet.”
A 300 yuan buffet was quite ordinary for Luo Chuan, but it was met with strong opposition from Zhu Wei Jiao, the little girl thought Luo Chuan was spending money too recklessly.
He didn't know what it meant to be frugal, he just kept throwing money out.
But Luo Chuan didn't care about any of that, he simply said, "My money, I can spend it however I want," directly suppressing Zhu Wei Jiao's anger.
“You're being unreasonable, I'm just trying to be kind to you, and you act like I'm a dog.”
Zhu Wei Jiao pouted at Luo Chuan, and she started picking the most expensive food, trying to eat back the money.
Luo Chuan didn't care about her, he took a plate and picked out some of his favorite meats and vegetables.
It had to be said that this buffet was really worth the 300 yuan price. Whether it was vegetables, meats, or seafood, it was all fresh. The environment was also good, not many people, quiet and comfortable.
Luo Chuan ate slowly and deliberately, occasionally saying a few words, while Zhu Wei Jiao on the opposite side was busy burying her head in her food, answering him intermittently.
Okay, she was totally focused on eating, so it was Luo Chuan's fault that the conversation wasn't going anywhere.
They ate for a full two hours, until Zhu Wei Jiao's stomach was so full it was about to burst. It was only then that they left, and that was only because Luo Chuan was afraid that she would eat herself sick.
“Jiao Jie, you can't eat like that next time,” Luo Chuan looked at Zhu Wei Jiao, amused.
“What if you get sick?”
“How could that be possible.....burp~.”
Zhu Wei Jiao let out a long burp, she looked back reluctantly,
“I ate my fill, I don't know if I ate back the cost or not.”
Luo Chuan was amused by Zhu Wei Jiao's materialistic nature, he didn't say anything else, he just hailed a taxi and prepared to go home.
They had been out all day, if they didn't go back now, it would be dark soon.
After getting a taxi, Luo Chuan took Zhu Wei Jiao back to Daxing Village.
At the entrance of the house with the screaming glasses, Jiao Dad and Jiao Mom, who were waiting, were relieved to see them come back.
“Mom, Old Man, I'm back,” Zhu Wei Jiao greeted them from afar.
“Jiao Jiao is back,” Jiao Dad said with a chuckle.
Luo Chuan walked up and proactively explained,
“Sorry, Uncle, I'm a bit late today.”
“It's okay, it's good as long as you come back safely. Children should be out and about,” Jiao Dad waved his hand, not minding at all.
Perhaps it was because of his relaxed nature that Zhu Wei Jiao had such a carefree, innocent personality.
While Luo Chuan was explaining to Jiao Dad, Zhu Wei Jiao was whispering something to Jiao Mom. Jiao Mom looked surprised, and when she looked at Luo Chuan, she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.
Then, Luo Chuan greeted Jiao Mom and went straight back to his house.
After taking a simple shower, Luo Chuan lay in bed and started playing with his phone. He wasn't really playing, but rather checking out information from the outside world.
It wasn't until late at night that Luo Chuan put down his phone and lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Thoughts swirled in his mind, information from his previous life and current life constantly colliding, comparing, categorizing, and summarizing.
As the saying goes, the underlying logic of making money is to grasp information gaps.
Although the two worlds were completely different, their development paths were generally the same. For Luo Chuan, who had memories from his previous life, this was a huge treasure trove.
Luo Chuan knew the future development trends well, and now he wanted to find opportunities to get rich in the gaps of these trends, and strive to achieve financial freedom early.
Although Luo Chuan had no worries about food and clothing now, he was still far from achieving financial freedom. He couldn't put all his hopes on the "Golden Digger" title.
The easiest thing for Luo Chuan at the moment was to be a public copywriter, copying the hit songs from his previous life.
Of course, it was not possible yet. Although Luo Chuan knew what the songs were and how to sing them, he couldn't recreate them into scores. He lacked the basic knowledge of music theory.
Luckily, he had his system, which could accelerate his learning process.
He was now a sophomore, he had plenty of time to perfect himself while studying, and strive to become a well-rounded individual.
Lost in his thoughts, Luo Chuan gradually drifted off to sleep.
In his sleep, Luo Chuan's lips slowly curved into a smile. He must have been having a good dream!
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