On the day Jiang Zhixia retired from the industry, the hot search was on hold for a full twenty-four hours.
Some people scolded her for being a big name, some scolded her for being ungrateful, and some bet that she would come back crying and begging the company if she couldn't last more than a month.
She turned off her cell phone, dragged two suitcases, and moved into the oldest alley in Nancheng.
The landlord's son, Zhou Ye, doesn't follow celebrities or read trending searches.
He only thinks that the new tenants are troublesome——
He doesn't know how to use a washing machine, boils instant noodles into charcoal, sits on the roof in the middle of the night and sings, and always asks him:
"What if a person is good at standing in front of many people, but doesn't know how to live alone?"
Zhou Ye said: "Then learn to eat first."
Later, he taught her to buy vegetables, repair light bulbs, and quarrel with the elders and aunts in the community;
She finished writing the song for him that had been on hold for many years, and turned his old B&B that was about to close into the most difficult place to book in Nancheng.
Until one day, a video of Jiang Zhixia singing on the rooftop became a hot search topic.
The whole internet is looking for that top figure who disappeared.
Zhou Ye stood outside the door and heard her ask through the door:
"If I were seen by everyone again, would you still let me live here?"
He was silent for a long time and whispered:
"Pay the rent, and I'll figure out the rest."
