"Does one thousand yuan of cash be withdrawn?"

"yes."

"It is expected to be accepted in 2 hours, please pay attention to checking."

Jiang Yu withdraws the 1,000 yuan cash that was opened from the lucky bag.

He had been curious before how this system would convert money for him.

You know, banknotes are printed with gravure printing machines and color-changing ink. Can this breaking system be done?

Wouldn't you use ghost coins to make up the numbers for him?

Unexpectedly, he underestimated the system.

Instead of sending money directly, they deposited it into a bank card.

Jiang Yu decisively found the nearest ATM, inserted the bank card, entered the six-digit password, and checked the balance with only four-digits.

He remembered that he had 800 yuan in his card before, plus 1,000 yuan in the system recharge, and 200 yuan in his pocket, and the deposit had exceeded 2,000 yuan!

It is said that career is a man’s confidence and money is a man’s courage.

Jiang Yu, with a huge sum of 2,000 yuan in his arms, immediately decided to improve his life.

It was very cheap to eat at school, so Jiang Yu decided to buy some better clothes first.

The winter in Yanjing is extremely cold. It is almost the end of December. Jiang Yu's old cotton coat brought from the countryside can no longer withstand the cold wind.

Moreover, when the Film Academy starts its art exam registration in early January every year, Jiang Yu has to dress up himself.

And you can't dress too shabby when you go out for a show.

People in the world are always superficial, and no one will see your profound connotation through your ragged appearance.

If you want to leave a good first impression on others, you should buy some better clothes and take some time to dress yourself up.

Just being handsome is not good.

Just when Jiang Yu came to Xidan, carrying his clothes and preparing to register for the art exam, a sudden call disrupted his plan.

"Xiaoyu quickly clean up and join me in the group," Jiang Dashan was very happy on the other end of the phone.

"Is "Wulin Wai Chuan" filming?"

"Yes, I have agreed with the crew. This time the director gave me a lot of face and asked me to bring two lighting assistants. The first thing I think of is you."

Jiang Dashan said excitedly, "Although I'm a little hard and tired in the crew, I can always learn craftsmanship and can't starve to death in the future. Come here quickly!"

In his opinion, security guards are a job of scattering and waiting to die. Only by joining the group to do lighting can you learn real things.

From security guards to assistants, that's a huge improvement.

"Me," Jiang Yu hesitated for a moment, "Brother Shan, are you the ones who are not a bad actor?"

"how?"

"I think I should be an actor."

Jiang Yu thought about it and still talked about his preparation for the art exam.

Jiang Dashan had a totally kind intention.

But sometimes, this kind of kindness becomes a pressure and an obstacle.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Dashan did not object, but just remained silent for a while on the other end and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

"Well, I've thought it through," Jiang Yu replied seriously.

"That's good," Jiang Dashan hung up the phone.

Jiang Yu smiled bitterly, knowing that Jiang Dashan was still angry, but he just didn't show it.

But he also has his own way to go.

A person's life is so short, maybe he should be bolder.

Go climb a mountain and chase a dream.

Go to make a lot of money and go to several women for several days.

As for Jiang Dashan, let’s use his grades to prove it to him.

After calming down, Jiang Yu bought himself a down jacket, a wool sweater, a pair of autumn pants, and a pair of shoes. He bought a few more underwear for changing, which cost him 500 yuan.

Then I went to the musical instrument store, picked up a guitar, and spent another five hundred yuan.

This is to prepare for the future performances.

After some expenses, Jiang Yu calculated that there were still 1,000 and 2 yuan left.

Fortunately, I barely maintained my four-digit dignity.

In the evening, Jiang Yu returned to the dormitory with a big bag and a small bag. Zhang Weiguo exclaimed, "Damn, you have made a fortune and bought so many things!"

"It's cold, buy some clothes," Jiang Yu said casually.

"You also bought a guitar!" Zhang Weiguo shouted.

The other brothers also came to watch curiously.

"Buy something to play," Jiang Yu said perfunctorily.

He didn't want to tell them the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of living in the dormitory with these guys' mouths.

"I'm so rich that I'm so burning!"

Zhang Weiguo gave his own evaluation.

Then, without even making a sound, he took out his guitar and started playing it in a pretentious manner. The other brothers gathered together, laughing and joking.

"Don't break my strings," Jiang Yu was a little unhappy, but didn't say much.

It’s not good to live in a collective dormitory, there is no privacy at all.

Moreover, Zhang Weiguo and his group of people have no sense of respecting others' privacy at all.

Although it is not bad, it is really annoying.

After finally waiting for them to play, Jiang Yu took back the guitar and took a tissue to wipe the various finger prints on the piano, and then he carefully took back the guitar box.

On the other side, Zhang Weiguo's eyes turned and he came to Jiang Yu's bed, "Jiang Yu, you've been in our dormitory for two months."

"Yeah."

"You said, how did you treat you in the past two months?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him, "You just tell me if you have something to do."

"Well, I want to discuss something with you. Can you lend me two hundred yuan? I will pay you back if I get my salary next month."

"No," Jiang Yu said concisely.

"Ah?" Zhang Weiguo obviously did not expect that Jiang Yu would reject him mercilessly.

"You are willing to buy so many things for yourself. What's wrong with lending me two hundred?" Zhang Weiguo was confident.

Jiang Yu glanced at him, "Did I spend your money on buying more things?"

Zhang Weiguo said angrily: "Everyone is brother, I only borrow 200 yuan. If you don't borrow such a little money, why are you so stingy?!"

Jiang Yu retorted on the spot, "You have to borrow even 200 yuan, why is it so useless?"

He is no longer the poor boy who is not good at speaking in the countryside.

After living for two lifetimes, this kind of person he annoys the most.

Lending you money is a love part, not borrowing it is a duty part, why are you still engaged in moral kidnapping?

"I..." Zhang Weiguo was speechless and speechless.

"Don't look for me if you have any trouble in the future!" He left a harsh word and left in disappointment.

"The negative energy value from Zhang Weiguo, +50!"

He killed Zhang Weiguo in one sentence, and Jiang Yu sat on the upper bunk, feeling a little lonely as snow for a moment.

He had discovered that he and these guys were not the same.

Being a security guard is just a temporary solution. Living here again will only cause trouble. It seems that it is time to move out.

Jiang Yu started to settle accounts again.

He still has 1,002 yuan of cash left. He rents a house for at least 300 yuan a month. If he pays one, he will be 600 yuan, and his monthly living expenses will be 300 yuan.

Plus the water and electricity bills, transportation bills, telephone bills...

Jiang Yu is getting bigger and bigger.

To make money, you have to make money!

He sent a text message to harass Huang Bai for a wave of harassed, asked him about the record company, and replied to him three words, "Wait."

Even if you can negotiate the contract with the record company now, wait until the production is completed, determine the publicity plan, and then the income is recorded, you will get it next year as soon as possible.
To be continued...