Fang Sheng left over there with ambition, leaving a long-lasting discussion on the black street, but Fang Zhao didn't bother much about Fang Sheng's affairs.
Betrayal and loyalty may be encountered in everyone's life, and in the end times, such things can be seen everywhere. Blood ties can also turn into deep hatred.
The original owner's revenge must be avenged, but the top priority is to make a new song and hand it over to Silver Wing Media, otherwise, if it is overdue, he will not only lose the good job at his fingertips, but also miss the last train of this season's rookie competition. Life will be more difficult later on.
It's the end of May now. According to the three-month season and the season change, the "Xinfeng List" on the music list exclusively for newcomers has also passed two-thirds of the time. At this time of year, newcomers are all fighting each other. The most intense time is also the time when the major entertainment companies are watching closely.
The person who spells it out will definitely gain fame and fortune, and the road will be smoother in the future. You don’t need to mention it yourself, the company will naturally provide more resources to push you to the top. But if you can't do well in the rookie season, you will be initially judged by the insiders as not having a good future, and then the future development will be difficult to say.
The original owner attaches great importance to this opportunity, and there are only two days left to enter June, so there is not much time left for Fang Zhao. At this time, it would be a waste of time to compete with Fang Sheng for the copyrights of the three songs. The gains outweighed the losses. There was no evidence. The other party was obviously prepared. Chance.
After Fang Zhao returned the things from the store, he took the dog for a hundred meters and came to a pharmacy. The medicine used by the original owner to commit suicide is difficult to buy in general pharmacies, and the more dangerous medicines require a medical certificate before they can be purchased.
The pharmacy is not big, and it is very quiet at this time of day. A man casually wearing a white coat is sleeping at the counter. When Fang Zhao enters the door, the scanner at the door emits a jingling sound.
The man reluctantly raised his head, yawned and looked at the door as if he hadn't woken up. After seeing Fang Zhao, he was obviously stunned.
The owner of the pharmacy was very surprised. He still remembered that yesterday, this young man came in to buy medicine with a look of "I just don't want to live". He also persuaded him, but the other party didn't listen. I thought that another person would disappear silently on the black street. There are too many things like this on the black street. If you can't survive, you will commit suicide. Like the bug on the corner of the black street, you can't be shocked when you die.
But now seeing Fang Zhao again, the owner of the pharmacy was quite surprised. Rao said he had seen a lot of cases, but he never expected to see a person whose mental state was completely different from yesterday.
Could it be that this person did not come to buy medicine yesterday to commit suicide? The owner thought about it.
That's not right, he believed in his eyesight as a medical practitioner. Ninety percent of the reason this person bought medicine yesterday was to commit suicide, but he didn't know the reason for that.
However, he was only surprised for a moment, and soon returned to his original state.
There are people who have fallen to death in the dark streets, and there are people who rise up overnight.
"Buy medicine?" the shopkeeper asked.
"No, please see what's wrong with it." Fang Zhao handed the dog he was holding to the shopkeeper.
The owner leaned back in disgust, "I'm not a veterinarian."
Fang Zhao didn't say anything else, just asked: "Can you see it?" There is no veterinarian nearby, there are few clinics, and the fees are expensive, but in my memory, the original owner had seen this shop owner help people treat a bird.
"... I'll try." The shopkeeper said. Anyway, it’s okay to be idle, and the business delivered to your door is not done for nothing, and it’s okay to have less money, as long as you have to make money.
There are instruments and equipment, more complex shopkeepers can't check, but some basic checks can still be done.
Fang Zhao paid attention to the instruments that the shopkeeper was playing with. Combined with some pictures in his memory, technology has indeed developed a lot. The bulky instruments have become lighter, the single function has become diversified, and the operation has developed in a fool's way. Basic ordinary people can also use these instruments to do a small check on themselves, let alone professional doctors
About two minutes later, the owner came to a conclusion, "It's not a big problem, malnourished, hungry, and it'll be fine if you're full."
People from the new century prefer large dogs. At the end of the world, some of the dogs became mad and became the enemy of humans; some were trained by humans to be guard dogs, fighting together. When all electronic tools were unable to function, they were a great help. Some cities also have canine statues in monuments to the destruction of the world, commemorating their contribution to the war of the worlds in that era. Fang Zhao was also raised in his former team.
Another part is the wild dogs that are neither mad nor chosen as training dogs by people. They hide in the apocalypse to survive, and very few survive.
I don't know if the one in front of me is the descendant of those meritorious dogs, or the descendants of the very few surviving wild dogs, but looking at the appearance of the coat, even the descendants of meritorious dogs are the descendants of a string of failures. Nothing of value. The shopkeeper gave the dog a "no money" seal in his heart.
The owner looked at Fang Zhao again. He felt that looking at Fang Zhao yesterday, he couldn't support himself, and he had to raise a worthless dog
"This dog... do you want to keep it?" the owner asked.
Fang Zhao looked at the dog, and the dog didn't know if he understood. Seeing Fang Zhao looked over, he wagged his tail.
"Keep it up." Fang Zhao said. The first living creature I saw when I woke up was also fate. Although the money is tight now, Fang Zhao is confident that he will get better soon. It is impossible for him to live on the money left by the original owner of his body all the time.
The owner didn't say anything anymore, what choice was his business, he just took the money to do things, pointed at the dog and said: "It's all knotted, I don't know how long it has been outside, it can't be washed cleanly, it's a waste of time It's a waste of money, it's better to just shave."
"Then shave, how much?"
"You will be charged 50 for inspection, and 100 for shaving. However, since you don't have much money now, you will be charged 50 for shaving, which is a total of 100." The shop owner said. He is not charging arbitrarily, but the market is like this. As for why he is willing to give a discount... Everyone who can get up from despair, no one can tell what the road will be in the future. There are not many examples of this on the black street, but he has encountered it a few times. It's just a good deal. It's a good deal for him. Even if the other party seeks death in the future, he won't lose the price.
It cost ten yuan to eat a meal by yourself, and one hundred yuan for the dog. What about finding guilt? Fang Zhao secretly shook his head. However, today he is reborn, happy and self-willed. As for whether the dog will stay or run by itself in the future, it is up to him.
After Fang Zhao made the transfer, he heard the shop owner say that it would take an hour to complete the process, so he left the dog there and planned to go out for a walk and learn more about the world. Once you understand it, you can move on to the next thing.
After leaving the pharmacy, Fang Zhao took the elevator to the 50th floor, then walked along the corridor on the 50th floor until he reached the end of the corridor. There was a protruding platform, which was a station, and there were already people waiting there.
In front, the cobweb-like road extending from low to high like a vein, from the edge of each tall building, gave Fang Zhao a great visual shock, and the pictures in his memory were far less profound than what he saw with his own eyes.
Five hundred years.
Five hundred years have passed since the end of the world.
The sound of the train entering the station sounded, and the nearly 100-meter-long train that was used as an ordinary bus slowed down and approached. Fang Zhao, according to the memory in his brain, swept the scanning area on the door of the nearest car with his wristband and entered. Find a seat by the window in the car.
It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are not many people on the bus at this time. There are no people who go to work or school, and there are many empty seats on the bus.
The high-rise buildings quickly retreated as the train traveled.
There are all built buildings nearby, one by one, leaving not much space, otherwise there would not be so many dark streets. But when the train pulled out of this area, the field of vision suddenly widened, the sunlight was intermittently projected from the window, and on the tall buildings in the distance, figures flickered on the huge light curtains.
Celebrities, ads, publicity…
With the rapid development of science and technology, the same is true of entertainment. After the end of the world, everything has been accelerated again, and Fang Zhao can't find any traces of the end of the world and the pre-apocalypse.
"Look, it's Mi Yu!"
"nice!"
"My idol! The bracelet she endorsed has been sold out, and I can't order it online..."
"I heard that Mi Yu is going to hold a concert, have you bought the tickets? The online ticket prices are crazy!"
Fang Zhao listened to the discussions of the young girls in the front row, and looked through the car window at the huge light curtain on the tall building in the distance. On the light curtain, a near-perfect young woman is radiating dazzling brilliance, with a frown and a smile that is irresistible. There is no flaw in her beautiful face, and her full body is full of temptation. When I met those smiling eyes that seemed to discharge, my heart skipped a beat.
She is indeed a beauty, which Fang Zhao also agrees with. In the apocalypse, everyone is busy surviving, no matter male or female, no one takes time to pay attention to the appearance of the bright, and there is no such gorgeous scenery at all.
However, when Fang Zhao looked at the woman with a charming smile on the light curtain of the high-rise building, he felt a strange feeling at first sight. Soon the memory in his brain told Fang Zhao the reason.
That's not real.
Fang Zhao stared at the far away light curtain, and then retracted his sight after he was completely invisible.
"Virtual idol."
The product of the perfect combination of technology and art.
The so-called virtual idol is not a real person who can be touched, but a work created by science and technology.
Virtual idols were born in the virtual world, and they looked just like real humans. They were once all the rage. They once squeezed the Uranus superstars from the altar of the same period, and once overwhelmed the real idol stars, and even almost forced the real stars. Exit the stage of history. Although real idol stars are now brilliant again, the influence of virtual idols cannot be underestimated. This is a product recognized by the world.
A media tycoon who invests in reality stars once commented: Virtual idols are monsters born in the virtual world. If they are not wiped out, they will come back as long as there is a chance to breathe, and it will be the end of real idols!