After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

The layout of Yang Xiuxiu's house is similar to Lu Qingfeng's residence, but the decoration is much better.

The overall look is clean and simple, yet filled with some cute little thoughts of girls of this age.

For example, the pillows on the bed and some landscape paintings on the wall.

There is a small bookshelf next to the bed, with a lot of books on it, which seem to be read frequently.

To show politeness, Lu Qingfeng didn't look at her any further and sat down at the dining table at Yang Xiuxiu's invitation.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, he made a big joke.

His stomach growled again.

Even though Lu Qingfeng was thick-skinned enough, he still ended up blushing.

Yang Xiuxiu smiled gently and brought out a box of biscuits and water.

"The meal will be ready in a while, so eat something first."

Lu Qingfeng felt more and more embarrassed and acted shamelessly like a cute boy.

"Thank you sister."

Yang Xiuxiu gave him another reassuring smile and went to the kitchen.

Perhaps because I was afraid that he would feel embarrassed, I chatted with him while I was busy in the kitchen.

"My sister's last name is Yang Xiuxiu. What's your name?"

Lu Qingfeng suppressed the desire to gobble down his food, ate the biscuits in small bites, and said hurriedly after hearing this.

"My name is Lu Qingfeng, sister."

"Qingfeng, what a nice name."

"Sister's name sounds better."

……

Come to think of it, the two had just met and didn't have much to talk about.

But Yang Xiuxiu is very gentle, patient and good at communication.

Talk about interesting things that happened nearby, recent hot news, or your own frustrations in high school, etc., which are topics that are suitable for young people today.

Although Lu Qingfeng was not a real high school student, he couldn't help but admire the girl's attentiveness and high emotional intelligence.

The reason why we don’t talk about family is that the relationship between the two parties is not very close and it would be embarrassing to talk about it.

Not to mention games, novels, and short videos, it can be seen that he does not have a mobile phone and takes care of the boy's sensitive self-esteem.

It is actually difficult for normal young people to notice these small details.

At least Lu Qingfeng himself couldn't do it at his age. He only learned it slowly after working in society for a long time.

He was also happy and relaxed about this, and consciously tried to please the other party.

For a while, the two chatted quite happily and addressed each other in a more intimate way.

Jingle Bell.

As he was speaking, the phone on the desk rang.

"Qingfeng, I can't leave here, can you help me get my phone?"

Yang Xiuxiu's voice came from the kitchen.

Lu Qingfeng agreed, took out his cell phone, called Yang Xiuxiu who was stirring the pot with a spatula, and pressed the hands-free button.

Yang Xiuxiu took a look and then said.

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Wang, it's me."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiu Xiu, I need you to proofread a manuscript. Please send it to my email when you are done."

Yang Xiuxiu was not surprised and agreed immediately.

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Wang."

After the other end hung up the phone, Lu Qingfeng asked curiously.

"Sister Xiuxiu, are you an editor?"

"Oh, that's right, doesn't it look alike?"

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

"That's not the case. It's just the first time I've met you in real life. Are you an online novel editor? Male or female?"

"Neither. I'm a magazine editor."

Yang Xiuxiu smiled and put the fried dishes on the plate.

Lu Qingfeng was surprised.

"Magazine editor? Are there still physical magazines these days?"

Lu Qingfeng was born in the 1990s in his previous life, so he certainly knew that the 1980s and 1990s were the heyday of magazines and publications.

The magazines "Yilin", "Reader" and "Story Club" that most people are familiar with are all products of that time.

It was also at that time that a number of outstanding literary works emerged.

But with the rise of the Internet, the first decade of the 21st century was the last glory of magazines, and they went from bad to worse until they disappeared completely.

The newsstands that once lined the streets of the city have now become tobacco and alcohol shops.

According to the information Lu Qingfeng learned from his memory, the technology in this world is almost the same as that in his previous life.

Video chat, mobile payment, short video, live broadcast, everything is available.

He found it hard to imagine how many people could patiently finish reading a magazine in today's world of diverse entertainment.

"It seems Qingfeng is the type of student who doesn't like reading."

Yang Xiuxiu pursed her lips and smiled.

Lu Qingfeng scratched his head awkwardly.

This is indeed true. No matter in his past life or this life, he has no talent for learning.

Yang Xiuxiu had no intention of making fun of him, so she explained for him.

"Although the physical magazine market is sluggish now, there are still a large number of people who like literary works, so major magazine publishers have also followed the trend of the times and switched from offline to online, creating electronic versions."

"Like the children's literature club I belong to, many parents subscribe to it for the sake of their children."

"For popular works, we will also actively develop copyrights, such as peripheral products and shooting animated short films."

Lu Qingfeng suddenly understood after hearing this.

Indeed, even if all the literary magazines of the past disappeared, literature itself would not disappear.

There are still some excellent works born every year.

Although the emergence of smartphones has changed people's reading habits, some people still insist on buying paper books.

he mused.

"Okay, wash your hands and eat."

My thoughts were interrupted by the hot meal.

He was too lazy to think about it anymore. No one could stop him from eating at this time.

……

After a hearty meal, my empty stomach finally felt better.

Lu Qingfeng helped clean up and wash the dishes before returning home.

Lying in bed, feeling the functions of my body slowly recovering, I gradually felt a little sleepy.

Want to take a nap.

He yawned and closed his eyes.

No, it’s not time to relax yet.

But soon, he opened his eyes, got up to wash his face, then found a pen and paper and began to make a plan.

The first thing is to return to the entertainment industry and continue the idol career which has unlimited lucrative prospects.

First, sort out your own situation.

It has been a year and a half since his teammate's scandal, according to his understanding of the entertainment industry's pursuit of hot topics.

I'm afraid he is no longer known in the circle.

After all, although it was popular at the time, it was only within a small circle and had not yet reached the point of going viral.

It is very difficult to return.

The main reason is that he can't write lyrics or compose music, and he doesn't even know how to recognize musical notation.

Otherwise, just release the song "Blue and White Porcelain". With the current speed of Internet dissemination and relying on word of mouth, it will probably become popular soon.

Maybe you can even get the title of a musical genius.

But given his current situation, even if he wrote it down, if someone asked him about professional knowledge such as music theory and melody, it would be exposed.

I just don't have that professional skill, you know.

Lu Qingfeng’s own understanding.

It is actually very normal for idols to establish their own personalities. Even if the idols themselves don’t want it, fans will still label them with various labels according to their own ideas.

This is the characteristic of this profession, there is nothing you can do about it.

So in order to avoid a collapse, you'd better really stay consistent with your character.

If you are called a musical genius, you'd better understand music.

He is serious about being an idol.

Of course, there are also contract issues with the original agency.