Chapter 187 Useless People

Li Rui went out for a spin, but the result was that the cold almost froze him outside.

On the streets of the stronghold, there was not even a single figure, and it became a luxury to find a job that would allow him to eat a meal. In fact, not to mention now, even in normal times, it is difficult to find.

Any job opportunity is like crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of horses. As long as there is a little bit of money to earn, there will be thousands of people competing.

Li Rui has always been thankful for his luck, that he has been able to live to the present with his own abilities.

Compared with other people with special abilities, such as manufacturing talents, etc., the industry Li Rui is engaged in is simply a disaster in this apocalypse.

Before the apocalypse broke out, Li Rui could be said to have infinite beauty.

A gold-medal composer and lyricist can rank among the top 20 in a national ranking.

I don't know how many entertainment companies, international stars, and first-line stars have asked him for drafts. The big stars, which are rare for ordinary people, are like elementary school students in front of him, just to get a song.

As a gold medal composer and lyricist, Li Rui's talent does not need to be mentioned. There are no less than 50 stars who have become popular with his songs. What a shock?

All the stars who have become popular through him are all called Li Rui a master.

With such achievements, Li Rui's status can be imagined.

However……

After the apocalypse broke out, what does it mean to be a scholar?

This is what happened to Li Rui.

Li Rui is not tall or strong, and is a thin type. This type, in the last days, is also a disaster. Everything you do is manual work. You have no muscles and no stature. Who would want you?

Write lyrics, compose music and write songs?

In this apocalypse, your head is cracked, who really needs these things?

No matter how good you were in the past, how many good brothers you wrote about Jiangnan, but so what? Here, it is not as good as a steamed bun, and it is far less effective than a person with a lot of strength.

It is conceivable how bad Li Rui's life is.

I have to say that Li Rui is lucky again. At least five years have passed and nearly six years have passed. He is still alive, although he lives very poorly. He is skinny and bony.

People like Li Rui are not lacking in the stronghold, and they are also the most likely to die.

If it is classified as useless, you will not earn a bite to eat, and you will not be able to rob others. The only thing you can do is wait to die.

It's like now, Li Rui hasn't had a grain of rice for two days. If some dry branches hadn't melted some snow to replenish the water, he might have starved to death long ago.

But just replenishing water is only temporary after all.

Li Rui now feels that he is walking, weak and weak, as if his head is a little itchy.

"Could it be that you are really going to starve to death this time?"

In the cold winter, thousands of people will die. Li Rui had escaped before, but this time, Li Rui knew that he could not escape. Maybe tomorrow, I will starve to death.

After dragging his tired and hungry body back to his residence, Li Rui tidied up his clothes and tucked into the bed peacefully. At this moment, Li Rui was ready, ready to die.

Of course, in his heart, Li Rui still held a glimmer of hope.

If at this moment, who can give him a bite, he swears that he will be loyal to him forever in his life.

I don't know how long it took, Li Rui felt like he was about to die. When his head was full of hallucinations, he seemed to hear someone calling him. Subconsciously, Li Rui stood up desperately.

At the door, a young man asked with a smile, "Are you Li Rui?"

…………

It is also this small yard. The simplicity here makes Lu Chuan still like it very much.

There is no modern atmosphere, but it is peaceful and peaceful.

Making tea, Lu Chuan drank it lightly.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside.

Wu Jiang came in with a scrawny man with a flattering look on his face. The sense of satisfaction that he had just eaten had not disappeared from his face.

"boss!"

When he saw Lu Chuan, Wu Jiang said respectfully.

Li Rui was the first to make himself more flattering and humble: "I have seen the boss."

Yes, now Li Rui decided to hold this thigh tightly, firstly for his own vow, and secondly so that he would not starve to death in the future.

Someone who can send someone to personally find him when he is about to die will definitely be useful to the other party.

Since it is useful, it means that you will have a bite to eat.

No matter what Li Rui's identity is or what kind of strength he has, as long as he can eat for one day, that is, his own boss, he needs to hold this thigh tightly.

Lu Chuan laughed. Li Rui called him his boss, but Lu Chuan had no objection.

"sit!"

Lu Chuan pointed at the small stake in front of him and said with a sigh.

Wu Jiang did not leave, but stood beside Li Rui, always vigilant about Li Rui's actions.

Li Rui sat down in fear. In the end times, those who can respect his subordinates will be really good bosses. Li Rui knew this, and now the big bosses in the stronghold are addicted to power, and they play with one word, and one word can determine life and death.

Sitting down carefully, Li Rui just glanced at Lu Chuan and lowered his head again.

For more than five years, Li Rui, who used to be all-powerful, has been smoothed out and has become cautious. I remember that in the first year, he still put on the air of the past, and the results can be imagined. He was beaten several times and almost lost his life.

In the end times, who cares how beautiful you used to be?

Lu Chuan put a cup of tea in front of him and said, "Drink some hot tea, it's cold outside, warm up."

Just one sentence, for Li Rui, was like a spring breeze, which warmed his heart. It's been a long time since no one cared about him. This feeling is really good.

Li Rui panicked: "Thank you boss."

Taking a sip carefully, Li Rui's eyes suddenly lit up.

West Lake Longjing, and it is still fresh tea, as long as people who are not stupid know how rare it is in the end times.

Desperately drinking all the tea, Li Rui had indescribable satisfaction, whether it was the warmth of the heart or the umami of the tea.

Lu Chuan did not laugh at the other party's expression, but poured him another glass.

Li Rui hurriedly thanked him. In the end times, the value of this tea need not be said much. Not everyone can drink it. It is not an exaggeration to call this tea a sip of gold.

"I generally know your information. I just want to ask, how many songs can you remember?"

Lu Chuan took a light sip and said bluntly.

Li Rui's spirit was shaken, and he cheered up. At this moment, he felt a sense of tension, as if he was facing an interviewer. In the same way, Li Rui also knew that if he didn't answer well, he might not be able to hold this thigh.

"Back to the boss, I have been in bad health these years, but my brain is not bad. As a senior person, I dare not say everything, but most of them can be remembered for sure." Li Rui said in a firm tone.

Confidently, Li Rui pointed to his head: "Even if I can't remember, there is still this head. As long as it is there, it is not difficult to create songs."

This is the self-confidence of a top composer, and it is also the reason why Li Rui can be so beautiful before the end of the world.

Lu Chuan nodded.

Songs in the last days are completely different from those in the modern age. In fact, they don't need to be created by him, they just need to be copied. With the same abundance of songs in the last days, there is simply no way to use them up. It should be said that they are inexhaustible.

Not just songs, but literature, movies, and more.

It has to be said that this is also a huge treasure trove. If used well, the wealth created is enough to turn a company into a giant-like existence.

In the last days, many useless people are very useful to Lu Chuan.

"Paper and pen." Lu Chuan said.

Wu Jiang had already prepared and gave Li Rui a notebook and a pencil.

Li Rui took it and started writing.

Writing is not just a song, but one by one, he must seize this opportunity. The premise is that the young boss in front of him knows his worth.

Can't there be songs in the end times?

Or don't need it, but Li Rui doesn't need to care about it. If the other party finds him, he has the value of his own existence.

After half an hour, Li Rui stopped.

There are as many as ten songs in his hands, and all of them are the ten most outstanding before the end of the world. Writing it out means he still remembers it.

"boss."

Respectfully sent the book up, Li Rui's heart was still hanging.

Lu Chuan took it and took a few glances.

In fact, Lu Chuan doesn't recognize any of the songs of the end of the world. After a few glances, it's just to confirm whether there are any in modern times. There is not a single modern song among the most outstanding songs.

Lu Chuan doesn't need to know whether these songs are the best before the end of the world, not in modern times, just a little is enough.

The ability of the other party is indeed strong, and in a short period of time, he can even write the score.

"Maybe you don't know my details, it doesn't matter, you just need to know that I can provide you with safety, provide you with enough food, and even allow you to eat meat, etc." Lu Chuan said lightly.

Seeing Lu Chuan speak, Li Rui was ecstatic.

The boss talked about the treatment, is there a more obvious result? This is passed, and start to talk about treatment.

"Boss, no matter what, as long as you give me a bite to eat, I will follow you with all my heart." Lu Chuan only spoke, and Li Rui couldn't wait to express his position.

In this apocalyptic world, what better job is there than to be well fed and clothed, without danger?

Lu Chuan laughed dumbly, and it seemed that he still overestimated the desire for food in the end times, which is why Lu Chuan never suffered from this kind of hunger.

"You can follow me, but there is one premise, that is, you need to find more people like you for me. Whether it is arranger or talent in TV or film, all I want is There are people with real talents." Lu Chuan said slowly.

Since Li Rui is looking for one, why not look for more and form a strong team?

Whether there is still entertainment in the apocalypse, and whether it will be useful, Lu Chuan doesn't care, as long as it has an effect on modern times.

I believe that there is such a strong team, producing songs, writing scripts... No, it should be copying songs and copying popular movies, which is not a problem at all.

Like this category, it is a direct small investment with a big return.

The previous self, whether it is modern or the end of the world, has no capital operation. But it is different now. In modern times, I have enough funds to promote these things.

Li Rui didn't hesitate: "Boss, I know a lot of people, and I can find them soon."