This residential building is old and has only one elevator. The original owner also rented this house for cheap.
Poverty is the original sin.
Looking at the long black staircase spiraling up, Mo Qin decisively chose to give up.
The original owner lives on the 15th floor. Even if her legs are fine, climbing up is quite tiring, not to mention that she is still injured.
Thinking more optimistically, maybe this is not caused by the original owner's bad luck?
After all, the elevator was broken and no one could use it, so it wasn't just her.
With this self-comfort in mind, Mo Qin found a hotel nearby and planned to go back tomorrow.
One night, no matter how passive and slow the work is, the elevator should be repaired.
Mo Qin chose a hotel nearby that was neither good nor bad. The good one was too expensive, the bad one was too simple, but it was just right.
The sky is getting dark, the dim lights outside the street are on, and pedestrians are still busy.
After busying with messy things all afternoon, Mo Qin remembered that she had not eaten yet, so she ordered a takeaway online.
While waiting, I stayed in the hotel to check information.
The metaphysical knowledge of this world is similar to that of the previous modern world, and much of it can be used directly.
She didn't have to look for information and learn it again, which saved her a lot of time.
However, it is not that easy to get the lost luck back. The required materials can be collected by searching for time and money, but in addition to triggering the formation, some kind of medium is also required.
For example, red envelopes deliberately thrown away by someone on the street or money folded into a triangle are all means of constructing media.
In the memory of the original owner, she did not know Shen Yong, nor did she recognize that Shen Yong was the boy she saved back then.
According to the plot, it was through that contact that Shen Yong reached the conditions and 'borrowed' the original owner's luck.
But he doesn't seem to know it himself, and is even still looking for the little girl who saved him back then...
So who did this?
"Buzz buzz~"
The phone that had been thrown aside suddenly vibrated violently.
The word 'Sister Li' was displayed on the screen.
He is the agent of the original owner.
When the call was connected, there was a roar from the other side, "Where have you gone?!"
Sister Li is a woman who is almost forty years old and has been working as an agent for more than ten years.
Now I have several artists under my management, but until now, I have never made any artist famous.
She screamed loudly:
"You can do it. You even got your feet sprained when you danced in the last show!"
"You couldn't seize such a good opportunity. You deserve to be unable to become popular!"
An accident occurred when she performed on stage for the first time. Others showed their highlight moments, but she was the scene of the accident.
Mo Qin took the phone away and placed it on the table, waiting for the person opposite to finish speaking.
"Are you listening? Where are you now?"
After some venting on the other side, he finally calmed down a bit.
"I'm..." Mo Qin reported the name of the hotel where he was and the room number.
This company is indeed a small company, and even the spot for this talent show was very difficult for the company to get.
There are also very few artists under the company's name, and they are all 18th-tier artists.
The original owner was considered to be the artist with the best conditions in the company, so the spot was allocated to her.
Unexpectedly, it was a bad start. With such a result, Sister Li almost collapsed.
It’s not that she doesn’t work hard, she really paid too much for this artist.
If it still doesn't work this time, then she will have no choice but...
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Less than ten minutes later, Sister Li came to the hotel and asked strangely:
"Why did you come here? Is there a bastard meal? Or is there a dog watching you?"
"That's not right. You don't have any fans. Where did you get the illegitimate meal? The paparazzi is even less likely."
Could it be that the family's debt collectors are here?
She still knew more or less about Mo Qin's basic situation.
Mo Qin pointed to her legs and explained, "The elevator in the building is broken. I can't climb up now, so I'll just stay here for the night."
Sister Li was puzzled, "I just came from your house, and the elevator has been repaired."
Mo Qin: "?"
Are you serious?
Sister Li's eyes fell on Mo Qin's wrapped ankle, showing some concern.
"Is it so serious? When will it get better?"
"The doctor said no strenuous exercise for two weeks."
Sister Li's eyes widened, "Two weeks?!"
She put her bag on the table and said, "What about your show next week? You can't do anything but sing and dance."
Mo Qin had already thought about this problem.
"I've learned a little piano before. If I practice it in the next few days, I think I can play..."
In fact, she also knows a lot of classical instruments, but it seems a bit uncomfortable to suddenly bring out those skills.
Piano is relatively common, and many people have learned it, so it won’t be too abrupt to say it.
Sister Li hesitated, "Have you learned a little bit?"
This is not a school talent show. The important thing is to participate. If the performance is too bad, it will not only attract fans but also attract scolding when it is broadcast.
Thinking of what happened today, she felt agitated.
This program was recorded one week and broadcast the next week. She could already predict what would happen next week.
Mo Qin: "Let me try it first. It's better than just singing."
The original owner didn’t have a piano at home, so he had to go to the company every day if he wanted to practice.
After confirming these, Sister Li couldn't help but suggest:
"Do you want to go find an expert and ask for a peace talisman?"
Just think of it as a psychological comfort.
Mo Qin smiled and refused, "No need."
She had already chosen a store with good reviews and bought tools, and planned to draw a fortune-telling charm and take it with her first.
Same-day delivery within the same city.
Although she couldn't have the good luck of the original owner, at least she wouldn't have a minor injury or pain every three days.
Sister Li still wanted to persuade her, but Mo Qin's cell phone rang again.
It's an unfamiliar number. It's probably a food delivery guy.
The delivery boy was very angry:
"Sorry, your meal accidentally broke. I will compensate you for this order. Please order another one."
Mo Qin: "..."
Sister Li: "..."
"Hello? Customer, are you listening?"
Mo Qin accepted the compensation and planned to order another one.
Sister Li stopped her, "Stop ordering. I'll go outside and buy you one."
Before leaving, she tested again, "Are you really not considering asking for a peace talisman?"
If we continue to be unlucky like this, what if we die one day?
I have to tell her the truth. Isn’t it true that the original owner was just unlucky and lost her life?
Mo Qin sighed helplessly.
She has never been so unlucky in her life.
Does such luck really exist?
Even if the original owner's good luck was stolen, it wouldn't be like this. Isn't Shen Yong's bad luck a bit too outrageous?
If he simply borrowed his good luck, the original owner would at best have a little less luck. The reason he is like this is because Shen Yong also gave his bad luck to the original owner while borrowing his good luck.
With such bad luck, it is not easy to live long enough to meet the original owner.
Sister Li came back after buying some food and left with a few words of instruction. The managers of eighteenth-tier artists were also very busy.
Busy...how to keep the artists under you busy.
