"Welcome to take the Harmony EMU to the station's south of the Magic City..."

"The Magic City is located in the Yangtze River Delta, with a convergence of water systems and a rich cultural heritage, with a permanent population of 35 million. It is an international metropolis..."

The pleasant female voice was broadcasting the train information, and the high-speed train was slowly decelerating. Looking out from the window, the blocks, woods, and factories outside the window were retreating one by one.

The vivid, heavy, and prosperous urban atmosphere comes to the face. This is the temperament and impression produced by the mix of the external and historical heritage of a city, carrying the joys and sorrows of all living beings.

I'm looking here, I'm losing here.

I laugh here and cry here.

Demon City.

Demon City.

"Song Yi, you're in the Demon City. Let's go!"

There are two boys in the two seats by the window row of the 11th row of carriage No. 7. They look about eighteen or nineteen years old, their faces are covered with collagen and a little acne. They are in their youth. The excited boy named Xu Shuangcheng, carrying a dicaron backpack, stood up. He was 1.8 meters tall and looked a little tall.

The anxiety and expectation, and the flying emotions mixed with fatigue naturally emerged from his young face.

He and Song Yi are from Hubei Province. He graduated from high school and have received the college admission letter. He came to work in the Magic City during the summer vacation. He wanted to earn some tuition for college. Secondly, he would increase his experience.

The boy named Song Yi had short hair, was clean and of medium size, and was wearing a cheap short-sleeved white shirt of Announcement Bird and a pair of navy blue casual trousers. This outfit highlighted the thinness and well-proportionedness of the young man. However, he did not have the vitality of the young man, but said: "Shuangcheng, wait a moment, there are too many people."

Who knows that just three hours ago, the soul in this body had been replaced by a modern person?

He was originally a frustrated online writer, who had been in online writers for ten years, and had been in a small fame and loss. Now he has fallen to the lowest point of his life. The monthly royalties are only enough for rent and meals.

At around two o'clock in the morning, he was trying hard to get a manuscript in the rented farmer's house. When he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he came to this strange world!

In the past three hours, he had used the cheap mobile phone on the new account to search for information online. This seemed to be a parallel world. Some things were the same as his previous life, while others were just similar or simply different.

for example:

The map of China is now a crabapple flower, and there is no shortage of it.

In the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, Kaishen was still there. However, cultural symbols such as Li Taibai and Su Shi were not seen. Instead, other characters and works were replaced.

The consort system just ended by law five years ago.

There are Weibo, WeChat, and Alipay available, but companies that own WeChat are called Tengda. The most popular short video is called Douyue.

In 2015, traffic stars were still flooding the entertainment industry, but he didn't know any of the names.

China is prosperous and the people are safe, with a population of tens of millions of people in the Magic City. It is an international metropolis with the prosperity of music, television, and film production and cultural industries and the development of finance.

His new identity has not yet entered the Qidian Orphanage, and his parents are both in Luocheng, and strangers in the city.

He is now a pink and 18-year-old senior high school graduate. On August 3, he will go to a second-tier university in the Magic City in a month to report. This is also the reason why he and his "friends" come to the Magic City to work.

All of the above are his initial impressions when he first came to this world.

This is the case, and this is the case. In the past three hours, he had already accepted the fact that time traveled!

If you don’t accept it, you have to accept it, and you can’t go back.

He needs to gain a firm foothold in this world by burying all kinds of mixed emotions and attachment to his previous life in his heart.

A person can be mediocre, can do poorly, and can be in a difficult situation, but he must not bow his head and admit defeat and go with the flow! He must do his best to break a path.

This is his father's teaching. A man's advice after decades of life.

He needs to be familiar with this world first, observe the world, and then decide his own direction in life.

...

...

"Wait for Jill. Let's go! You are not timid and scared, are you? Don't worry, Brother Demon City is covering you." Xu Shuangcheng grinned and hugged Song Yi's shoulder carelessly.

A young man who is trying to pretend to be blocking people when he is just starting out in society.

"Go away, whose brother are you? Whose singing skills are better? You don't know what to do?" Song Yi subconsciously retorted. He was a little surprised after saying that. His soul is an adult, but he will still be affected by this young body in the end.

Just like this, when he talks about singing, he bursts out of his heart and longing and joy. The memories that emerge in his mind make him understand what's going on.

This is a story about dreams!

"Xiao Song" and Xu Shuangcheng love singing and formed a "flower band" in high school. They dreamed of one day standing on the stage that was highly anticipated, singing their songs, and letting the world hear their voices!

So, after getting the admission letter from the university, the two of them made a comeback and went to the Magic City to try to pursue their musical dreams. Of course, they told their family that they were going to work in the Magic City and earn some tuition.

Here we need to add the next background. In Song Yi's original time and space, with the advent of the Internet era, China's record industry is already half dead, and original music is difficult to make.

However, in this time and space, China's cultural industry is extremely prosperous, with the development of the three major markets of song, video and film in full swing. This is thanks to the strict copyright protection of film and television music and the strong consumer consumption brought by the prosperous economy.

According to entertainment news reports in the past week, the newly-established front-line female singer Wang Yingying and Tengda Music Company, a subsidiary of Tengda Group, signed a large contract of 50 million yuan.

In the TV drama industry, the four major TV stations under the Central Mother compete and match each other. Premium dramas and variety shows occupy the prime time of each night. The two major online drama platforms are constantly innovating and providing a variety of viewing experiences.

The "Twelve Zodiacs" starring Kung Fu superstar Chen Yuan won a box office of 3.5 billion in July in the summer, ranking ninth in the box office in film history.

In this thriving era of cultural industry, it is normal for two young people to have musical dreams.

Xu Shuangcheng laughed and said, "Who is the soul of our band?"

Song Yi calmed down and stopped quarreling with his friends like the child. He got up and followed Xu Shuangcheng into the abortion of people getting off the bus.

"Comrades who pick up relatives and friends, please pay attention, the high 1034 train..."

The radio sounds at the station are still there, and the people waiting to greet are looking forward to the railings of the exit. As the flow of people comes out, people keep talking and laughing. There are couples, relatives, friends, and work relationships.

Song Yi and Xu Shuangcheng carried backpacks, avoiding the scorching sun at 4 pm in the early August of the Demon City, and headed to the subway entrance to transfer.

There is a subway connecting to the South Station of Magic City.

"Your cousin lives in Modu Film and Television City, we have to take three subways to get there..." Song Yi first cared about where he stayed tonight. This is an adult's instinct: plan things well.

There is only 200 yuan left in WeChat. The original intention of the family is to let "Xiao Song" come out to see the world and have a trip. Working is nonsense. So I only bought a ticket and gave me some pocket money.

This amount of money is just for excitement when staying in a hotel in the Magic City.

Their destination was the residence of Xu Shuangcheng's cousin. It is said that he worked well in the Magic City and could earn 30,000 or 40,000 a month. Before they came, Xu Shuangcheng's family had all arranged the phone with him.

"The whole trip will take about two hours. My cousin will come to pick us up. Song Yi, at three o'clock, the one in white." Xu Shuangcheng glanced around with carefree eyes, and then excitedly poked Song Yi with his elbow.

The two were heading towards the subway in an orderly manner among the bustling crowd. At three o'clock, the front right direction was on the right. Two beautiful girls were hugging each other, jumping, as if they were reunited after a long time of separation.

The girl in white clothes is tall, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white T-shirt, denim shorts, and sneakers. Her beautiful white legs are round like pillars in the refreshing afternoon sunshine, slender and straight, and have a well-proportioned texture, just like ice-skinned and jade-like bones.

Just looking at her back and side face is enough to make people imagine her beauty.

Very nasty.

Song Yi exclaimed in his heart, but only took a look. When he first came to a realm, he had to stand firm first. This is what he had to do first, not think of women. He said as he walked: "Xiao Xu, don't say that his legs are playing in the New Year. Give the 100 points to the 100 points, but not the 100 points to the 100 points. Do you understand?"

"Damn it. Brother, where did you learn these sluts?" Xu Shuangcheng was shocked and followed Song Yi into the subway entrance with a smile.

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...

This Demon City is not the Demon City on the world line of Song Yi. It has a larger geographical area and a financial center and cultural center. The Demon City Film and Television City is located in a coastal area, adjacent to Jiaxing, covering an area of ​​about 2,000 acres. It receives a large number of crews from all over the country every year.

After two hours and twenty-three minutes of subway, the two finally arrived at the entrance of the Modu Film and Television City subway station.

"Damn it, it's so hot!" Xu Shuangcheng called his cousin and walked back and said, "Song Yi, my cousin said that his crew was not going well this afternoon, and he worked overtime on filming temporarily. He expected that it would take until after 8 o'clock to get off work."

Song Yi was looking at the bustling environment around the subway entrance in the shadow of a tall building, which was a bit like the center of the county town. Shared electric vehicles and shared bicycles were everywhere, and the subway drove by on the elevated roads. The shops and buildings on both sides of the street were basically five or six floors. Under the street lights were fruit stalls, snack stalls, grilled skewers, and densely populated.

"Then let's find a place to eat first."

Xu Shuangcheng hesitated: "Why do you want to wait?"

After taking a day's bus and over two hours of subway, my body was already exhausted. In addition, my cousin who was supposed to be waiting at the subway entrance had something to come temporarily. Even though Xu Shuangcheng was full of longing for the future and passion for musical dreams, he also showed his unfamiliar timidity.

In this case, money is a hero's courage, but his WeChat money is not more than Song Yi. It is also 200 yuan. This is the Magic City. You can't spend a meal just after you arrive at the place, right?

"Let's go! Fill your stomach first." Song Yi's idea was very serious. He had the biggest meal. He took Xu Shuangcheng to find a clean fast food restaurant, and took the plate to fill the rice. He walked along the window, and made a meat, two vegetables, and a free soup, which cost a total of twenty-three yuan.

Although he is a writer of online writing for the punk, he still has basic experience in living in big cities. He knows how much money he has in his pocket and what level of restaurant he eats.

Sitting on the dining table, the tall shuang of about 1.8 meters tall was squeezing brown rice in big mouthfuls, drinking free winter melon and dragon bone soup, the clear soup was so clear that it had a sense of happiness to fill the stomach, and a little sigh.

He swallowed the rice in his mouth and sighed, "Oh, Song Yi, you can do it! Our band's logistics support work depends on you. I'll follow you."

Song Yi said: "Call me, Brother Sheng, come and listen."

Xu Shuangcheng said bluntly: "Get out! I really didn't expect that one day, I would feel happy when I eat a bowl of cabbage and white rice. This is a memorable moment. I want to write a song for our experience today."

Song Yi was speechless.

To commemorate a yarn. You can enjoy seafood and wine. Don’t worry about whether the seafood is serious or not. Who would like to eat brown rice with inferior vegetables in this fast food restaurant?

The sentimental emotions of young people come and go quickly. Especially the literary youth. After dinner, the two of them blew air conditioners in the nearby shopping malls. Xu Shuangcheng had already begun to imagine that he had a small goal of earning it: 10,000 yuan, how to spend it.

At around nine o'clock, Xu Shuangcheng's cousin called and the three met at the "Demon City Film and Television City" subway station.

"Shuangcheng, you kid has grown so tall. I haven't been back for four or five years. Hello Xiao Song, Hello! Hello!" Xu Shuangcheng's cousin is Tang Ren, who is twenty-eight years old this year. He is not tall, has dark skin, unshaven beard, wearing a summer T-shirt and loose trousers, and wearing a white sneaker with Huili.

"cousin."

"Hello, Brother Tang."
To be continued...