Chapter 19 The Voice of Heaven
Su Qingqing climbed out of the bathtub, hungry and tired.

Although the world in the lake is wonderful and can make people relax physically and mentally, it is really tiring to be out of the body for too long and be plucked by fish, shrimps, loaches, water plants, etc.

Fortunately, modern times are different from ancient times. Even though it was already two o'clock in the morning, it was still easy for her to find something to eat and replenish some energy.

There are several choices. She can find paid instant noodles and snacks on the small bar in the room, or she can turn on her mobile phone to find late-night snack bars that are still open.

And if you want to eat well, you can also go downstairs and order from the hotel's late-night cafeteria.

The hotel's late-night cafeteria is open from [-]pm to [-]am, which is very convenient.

Su Qingqing took out a set of daily clothes from her suitcase, took her mobile phone and room card, and went downstairs to find food.

In fact, the late-night cafeteria also provides a service of delivering food to the room, but Su Qingqing decided to go there and eat the freshest food.

Anyway, I can't sleep now, so I just stare at the dishes being served one after another in the cafeteria, without waiting for a moment.

Walking into the late-night cafeteria on the second floor, Su Qingqing found that there were several diners sitting here.

Different from the social gatherings and party-style dining during the day, most late-night guests just want to reward themselves with delicious food after a tiring day, and also enjoy the tranquility and relaxation of slow cooking over low heat and drinking wine alone.

Su Qingqing's entry only attracted the attention of the chef's assistant at the bar. The rest were concentrating on enjoying their own meals without being distracted.

Sitting in front of the bar, Su Qingqing ordered a hotel-specific "Good Dreams" package.

The first pre-meal fruit that was served was sliced ​​bananas and garnished blueberries, which are good for helping you sleep.There was only a small plate, maybe less than half of it, and it was beautifully arranged.

It feels like at least half of the price is in the presentation.

Su Qingqing finished the meal with her fork in a few seconds.

Then the second dish came, a small cup of lotus root and lotus seed stewed pork ribs soup. The smell was so fragrant that it could seduce the gluttons in your stomach.

Su Qingqing took a large spoonful, quietly put it into her mouth, and ate it happily.

After drinking a bowl of soup and finishing the meat, the main dish of the set meal - cornmeal and walnut porridge, served with a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings.

A simple bowl of porridge and three shrimp dumplings brings a great sense of satisfaction late at night.

When she tasted the first mouthful of polenta, Su Qingqing relaxed physically and mentally, and was pleasantly surprised that "this is what it tastes like."

Occasionally, I look up at the back of the chef who is cooking leisurely behind the bar, and I feel warmer, just like the back of an old father preparing supper for his daughter.

This late-night canteen, from lighting to decoration, enhances the sense of warmth.It can be felt that the designer of the canteen is a very soft-hearted person. What he wanted to achieve was the "home away from home" effect, which was quite successful.

The chef cooked quietly, and Su Qingqing ate quietly. After eating, she silently put down her bowls and chopsticks and left.

After filling her stomach with the "Good Dreams" meal, Su Qingqing felt relaxed all over, and the nightmare that disturbed her sleep seemed to no longer exist.

Back in the room, Su Qingqing was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

After a long time, she clicked on Weibo, which she had not logged in for a long time.The most recent Weibo post was a profile photo taken three months ago before the house collapsed. It was taken by her former assistant sister.

The comments below are all disgusting and abusive, and the few remaining fans cannot control the comments at all.

She set up a Weibo account and it was visible for half a year. Since her house collapsed, the Weibo posts she posted within the past six months were full of attacks from netizens.

It is only in the Weibo that was locked up half a year ago that traces of her past as a popular traffic can be found.

Back then, just posting a photo on Weibo could get 300 million likes, more than 100 million retweets, and 70 million rainbow fart comments from fans.

Of course, there is a lot of love and dedication from the fans of female data workers, but after draining the water, this kind of data cannot be underestimated.

[Help!So beautiful! ][Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh looking! ]
[word oh my god!Whose fans are celebrating the New Year?it's me! ]

[Wife, marry me!I pick up trash and feed you! ]
Looking through the messages left by her former fans, her heart no longer wavered.

Because she now understands that this love disappears just as quickly as it comes...

The last few Weibo posts are all:

[Are you tired from playing sports with many people? ]
[Are table tennis balls delicious? ]

[From pink to black, how blind were my eyes back then! ]

[Fan Zhuanlu, not scolding you is my last act of dignity! ]
[Why haven’t such people been banned yet? ] Waiting for these.

Do you want to ask Su Qingqing to regret smashing the beer bottle on that greasy man's head?

The answer is: no regrets!
Even if she was plunged into a sea of ​​claims, she would not regret it.

Because she knew at that moment, she had no choice.Just like when she was a child, she never hesitated to take action.

This is her bottom line and rebellion. If she doesn't do this, she won't feel like a real person.

After only reading Weibo for a while, and confirming that everyone's private messages and comments to her were still covered in extensive abuse, Su Qingqing closed the post with an expressionless expression.

It’s not surprising that a popular star who doesn’t have fans to protect him or her will be yelled at and beaten up by everyone.

Su Qingqing clicked on tomorrow's program again. Maybe tomorrow's program is her last chance...

Debts of hundreds of millions cannot be solved by just getting a job. It is currently unknown whether the time-traveling master can get rich quickly.

She touched her throat and felt that the mouthful of black blood she had just vomited was not simple.

Even the incredible thing of traveling through time and space has happened. Su Qingqing doesn't think there is anything weird in this world that she can't accept.

In order to verify her thoughts, Su Qingqing got out of bed again, walked to the bathroom, practiced her voice in it, and hummed a few words.

Sure enough, her singing voice changed.

In the mythical stories I have read before, it is said that there is a kind of haenyeo with a human body and a fish tail, who has a voice like nature and can charm the world.

Now, Su Qingqing felt that her humming sounded very natural.

After traveling through time and space, he first possessed the mysterious water god energy, and now his voice has been modified...

Do you want to change the song tomorrow?

Perhaps, there is still hope for a comeback.

She was not willing to quit like this in embarrassment!

Why?It wasn't her who deserved it.

Su Qingqing looked at the perfect face in the mirror, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.

The person she is now is no longer the person she was in the past.

She touched the jade bracelet that was a little larger than her thin wrist, and slightly raised the corners of her lips to the person in the mirror.

Lying back on the bed again, Su Qingqing fell asleep quickly. The night was already very late. She must have a good sleep before she can work hard tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)

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