I am a Big Player-Chapter 66 - 65 Folk Music Festival_1
Chapter 66: 65, Folk Music Festival_1
Chapter 66: 65, Folk Music Festival_1
If Ren He could understand being rewarded for his physical attributes, because that meant tangible improvements in strength and other qualities he could feel.
But charm, what the hell is that? This thing is too illusory.
Regardless, his current plan was the most important thing.
As soon as dawn broke, Ren He put on his clothes and went downstairs, taking his car out for the first time since he had bought it. The custom-made bicycle also lay quietly in the trunk.
The highway from Luo City to the Capital covered 809 kilometers. Leaving at 7 in the morning, he could even arrive by noon if he drove fast; of course, that was the theoretical timing.
Since yesterday, he had stopped answering Yang Xi’s calls. All of it was for a huge surprise.
In love, there’s nothing more bitter than meeting the person you want to commit to for life at a time when you’re least capable of making promises.
And the world had given Ren He a chance to start over, with the ability to make commitments and someone he wanted to commit to. As soon as the gigantic vehicle left the residential area, it headed straight for the toll station and then on towards the Capital.
He wore a dark jacket with a black duckbill cap, looking extremely inconspicuous. However, the car was anything but inconspicuous.
If it had been anyone else, buying a sports car worth several million could be understood, but purchasing a pickup truck would seem like an unusual choice. Moreover, the person seated inside the vehicle was a very young-looking teenager.
Some recalled the news reported in the newspapers: a middle school student spent a fortune on a luxury pickup truck. Could this be the very one?!
The massive pickup truck sped along the highway, trees on the roadside quickly receding. The harsh wind of late autumn lashed at the vehicle as if roaring in anger.
Ren He’s mood was more expansive than ever. Since coming back to life, having earned the ability to make money, he felt like he had jumped out of some circle where he had to struggle for survival.
He didn’t have to look at his boss’s face, nor his teacher’s; so what if he resigned? It wasn’t like he couldn’t survive.
In fact, most people’s lives are a pursuit of freedom. This freedom isn’t absolute, but rather having more choices in one’s life.
One kind of life is heading to the west for a pilgrimage if you desire, going to Jiuzhaigou if that’s your wish, or travelling abroad whenever the mood strikes.
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Another kind of life entails short holidays with little savings, only being able to visit places around the county, or sometimes not even having the money or time for a holiday at all.
Ren He believed most people would choose the former because it represented the selectivity you have over your life.
This kind of life, he was almost within reach of having it.
The only downside to this truck in Ren He’s mind was… it guzzled too much fuel! Even with a modified fuel tank, it couldn’t support an 800-kilometer trip. He had to stop at Shijiazhuang service area on the way to refuel and take the opportunity to pee, coincidentally two people got out of their car and walked towards the bathroom as well.
His super memory made Ren He subconsciously scan the clothing and attire of the two people—somewhat artistic, but not particularly affluent.
This behavior was simply a subconscious act of the present Ren He, without paying too much attention.
However, he heard the two laughing and saying, “Tonight, Wang Quan has a performance at Back Sea. The kid has been quiet for over a year, I wonder what works he’ll have?”
“Haha, no matter what he presents, those of us in the folk scene need to shake things up tonight. I heard he’s also releasing a new song. Many people this year have been waiting to step on his fame to rise up!”
“Tsk tsk, Wang Quan was highly regarded in the folk circle last year because of his hit song ‘On the Road’. No wonder some want to step on him to make a name and earn some money, perfectly normal. But I think tonight’s event is meaningful. We can’t compare with those pop stars shining bright; we need to huddle up for warmth. It’s tough for folk music these days!”
“Alright, let’s have a good drink tonight, and maybe there’ll even be a romantic encounter or something.”
“Dream on, who’s going to take a fancy to us? Hahaha, what they like are young lads.”
Ren He found these two quite amusing, but he’d picked up on some valuable information, tonight there would be countless folk music aficionados gathering at Back Sea!
This fit right into his own plans, he’d have to take Yang Xi to check it out.
He filled up the tank and noticed the gas station attendants staring at his youthful face, bemused: “How old are you, young man?”
“26, I just look young, haha,” Ren He laughed as he paid, hopped into the pickup, started the engine, and continued on his way!
Upon entering the Capital, Ren He mused that it, along with Shanghai, really stood out from other cities. Countless people dove headfirst into the fray, some achieving fame and fortune, while others were left battered and bleeding, forced to bow out.
How many brought their dreams of making it big to this place only to have them shattered by reality?
For every dazzling skyscraper and neon light here, even more people become lost, desperate, or corrupt.
Yang Xi was hugging her guitar, aimlessly strumming something in the yard at the entrance of her home, with a villa behind her and flowing water in front. She hadn’t been able to contact Ren He for a day and a night and always felt Ren He was planning something, something that could very possibly shake the world, at least for a middle school student.
Nobody was home; her mother had brought her back and then returned to the company to continue working, which left her feeling a bit down. Her mother’s name was Su Ruqin, a gentle-sounding name, but she was a very assertive person.
Before Yang En and Su Ruqin divorced, there was constant arguing, each wanting to live life on their own terms. It was probably because both of them were too strong-willed, and neither was willing to compromise.
In the vast Capital, she wanted to reach out to her best friends, but Su Ruqin specifically instructed her not to wander off, to wait for her to return home in the evening.
So up to now, she hadn’t dared to call Song Ci; otherwise, it would be hard to explain why she was back and yet didn’t visit them.
Moreover, what worried her most was Ren He.
What was Ren He doing now? Where was he?
Once in a while, even the most independent young girl like Yang Xi would fantasize about what her love should be like.
She imagined… her partner should be like a Knight, herself surrounded by enemies, and he would lead the charge, cutting a path through the bloodshed! With her behind him, she would feel not a trace of cold, his back broad, soft, yet warm and solid!
Yang Xi laughed at herself, what was she even thinking?
However, on this sunny afternoon by the lakeside stones inside the neighborhood, Yang Xi’s phone rang, and she almost jumped for joy. It was a special ringtone she had set for Ren He!
She carefully pressed the answer button and held the phone to her ear, only to hear Ren He’s light laugh on the other end: “Where are you, I’ve stormed into the Capital!”
Yang Xi smiled. That tone, wasn’t it just like a protective Knight?!
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