As soon as he was excited to speak too much, Nati Woods stopped when he noticed his throat was uncomfortable.

Fang Zhao accompanied Nati Woods for a while and asked Nati Woods to rest first, and he went to the room he arranged. There is no need to worry about entertainment journalists here in Nati Woods' territory. It is very private, so Fang Zhao can be quiet for two days.

After a simple cleaning, when Fang Zhao came out after taking a shower, Nati Woods sent someone to send the badge over.

The small box is divided into two layers, the upper layer is the authentic badge and the lower layer is the imitation.

After thanking him, Fang Zhao refused Nati Woods' proposal to drink at the space shop downstairs, stayed alone in the room. Put on gloves and took out the small round badge from the box.

It was inconvenient before, but now there is no one else. Fang Zhao looked at the small round chapter in his hand.

In memory, too much happened in the years of the Destruction Century. Time has passed too long, and the memories of the old century have become very faint.

Fang Zhao had thought about whether it was the reason for rebirth of this body, so many memories could not be found. However, as the day passed, Fang Zhao found that while his memory increased, many memories that he thought he had forgotten gradually emerged, but those all needed opportunities and some catalysts. This is the case with this middle school badge.

Middle school...

That happened a long time ago.

What did it look like in middle school?

Fang Zhao closed his eyes and tried to search for memories.

It seems that after traveling through a long time and infinite space, a memory was finally found in the whirlpool of the galaxy.

Some things are becoming clear, countless pieces are building another flesh-filled self.

Bang!

Wake up by the sudden sound.

In front of me was a desk with some paint loss, my arms pressed on a corrected monthly exam paper, and a corner of the test paper was filled with a sharp parent signature, which was blown up by the wind and spread flat on the table.

Fang Zhao looked at all this and was stunned.

"I feel like I've had a long dream."

Raise your head.

Sunlight tilts on the blackboard and tables and chairs.

Some people are whispering, some are laughing.

Outside the classroom, figures leaning against the railing gathered together and chatted, blowing the wind.

Outside the window, it was clear and clear.

It seems that everything is still in time.

...

In the quiet room, Fang Zhao opened his eyes and came back to his senses after a brief trance.

Raise your hand and hold it in your hand is a metal school badge that is somewhat deformed, worn and discolored.

I got up and came to the window, opened it, and encountered some cold air and a sober New Century metropolis.

One night passed.

Take a deep breath and let out a breath slowly.

Fang Zhao looked into the distance, his vision was not focal.

Slowly, the world became quieter.

The hustle and bustle of the city are isolated from the ears.

After retracting his gaze, Fang Zhao sent a message to Zuo Yu, and hung a sign on the door of the room. He sat at the table and took out the notebook and pen he carried with him.

People are good at forgetting. From the moment they wake up, the dreams will gradually fade away in a few minutes. Only by writing them down can they be rooted in the brain and will not be easily forgotten.

Zuo Yu, who received Fang Zhao's message, was already used to Fang Zhao's sudden state of retreat. As a bodyguard, he had to take responsibility!

So Zuo Yu hurriedly nibbled a compressed biscuit and stood in front of Fang Zhao's room door with great energy.

After a while, someone came over. It was someone sent by Nati Woods. He asked Fang Zhao downstairs to have breakfast together, but he sent someone to check it out without a reply when sending a message to Fang Zhao.

Zuo Yu held a serious but polite face and explained to the visitor that Fang Zhao was creating now. If there was nothing particularly important, he would wait for Fang Zhao to come out and talk about it.

For artists, breaking inspiration is equivalent to making enemies. When the man heard this, he didn't say much, and then sent a plate of refreshment and left in a hurry.

Downstairs, Nati Woods sat at a square table, and apart from him, there were several others. He had just sent someone to call Fang Zhao to have breakfast together, and by the way, he introduced several friends in the music circle to get to know each other.

After a while, the person sent here came back and did not see Fang Zhao.

"Where is Fang Zhao? Haven't you gotten up yet?" asked one person.

"There's a lot of things recently, and he probably hasn't had a good sleep for a few days." Nati Woods said.

The person who went upstairs quickly replied, "I got up, but the door was closed. His bodyguard said that Fang Zhao was inspired and was creating, so it was inconvenient to disturb him."

Nati Woods was surprised for a moment and waved his hand to show that he knew.

"It seems that I have creative inspiration. Fang Zhao is still very talented." A person at the table smiled and said.

"He is really capable," said Nati Woods.

"Hey, Naz, it's rare for Fang Zhao to come to your side. You didn't think about asking Fang Zhao to play a song in your store? Didn't you say Fang Zhao plays the guitar well? It just so happens that there will be a show tonight. If he can come out today, let's talk together." Another person said.

Now there will be special programs in the Space store every Saturday night. Nati Woods will find friends you know or invite some famous performers in the circle and orchestras to perform.

In this program, the guests usually wear masks and play a piece with musical instruments. The singer does not speak, and many people cannot recognize it. The audience can only guess who it is based on the style of the music and the performance skills.

Most of the people who come to Space to listen to music are old customers and have a certain understanding of the music scene. They all like this game every Saturday night. At this time, they invite a few friends to come here to drink and listen to music. The person who guesses the wrong ones are responsible for paying the bill.

Today is Saturday, and the people at the table are invited by Nati Woods to perform tonight. A rock band that is well-known in Yanzhou. The team leader and guitarist are friends Nati Woods has known for many years.

Originally, it was the appointment of Nati Woods to come over to have a friendly trip, but the band members didn't expect Fang Zhao to be here too!

Fang Zhao is so famous, not only Yanzhou, but also worldwide! Not to mention that he has won the Star Award and is now studying in a top-level further study class.

As peers, they are envious and jealous, and are also curious.

Too curious!

The other party Zhao is curious, and the other party Zhao is also curious about his ability.

They have heard of Fang Zhao's works, and they are indeed amazing. Although they are different from the style of their band, they can still distinguish whether the works are good or bad. However, there are too many fakes in the circle and Fang Zhao is too young. Unless they see them with their own eyes and hear them with their own ears, they will still be skeptical even if people of Mo Lang's level recognize Fang Zhao's ability.

I finally encountered this opportunity, but I met Fang Zhao and went into temporary retreat, and I didn’t even meet him!

Who knows how many days it will take for him to close this?

For a long time, the band had performance arrangements, and Fang Zhao would also go back to Huangzhou to continue his studies. The chances of meeting Fang Zhao again were very small. Therefore, if you miss this time, you don’t know when you will get the next time.

"I don't know how much has changed Fang Zhao's style changed since he was studying," said the leader of the band sitting next to Nati Woods.

"Will he be stronger? The place where he studied is the twelve imperial charities! I haven't passed the exam several times!"

"When I say that, I want to meet the real person even more!"

Nati Woods listened to their words and said nothing.

Of course, Nati Woods believed Fang Zhao's ability, but Fang Zhao mainly composed rather than performed, and chose different directions. Besides, Fang Zhao has encountered many troubles recently, and has been stared at by too many people. Whether he is willing to show up for a performance depends on Fang Zhao's own meaning. If Fang Zhao doesn't want to understand it, it can be understood.

After a moment of silence, Nati Woods said slowly: "I'll ask when he comes out."

If Fang Zhao can leave the room today, Nati Woods will introduce the band’s friends to Fang Zhao, and then ask Fang Zhao if he is willing to play a paragraph in space. It would be even better if he is willing to show up. Among the people who come to space to drink and listen to music, there are fans of Fang Zhao to satisfy the old customers’ desire to chase stars at close range.

With Fangzhao's current popularity, it can bring a lot of popularity to the store.
Chapter completed!