Chapter 5 is indeed about female drivers

"Old Zhang!" the voice on the other end of the phone said coldly

Time was of the essence, and Qiu Yang directly flipped back from the last page of the journal. After about ten minutes, he finally understood a small part of his past that had been unknown to him

"You have dialed the wrong number..." Qiu Yang decisively hung up the phone and turned over to continue sleeping

Qiu Da, I bought some essential balm, I love you

Turning his head to look behind, Qiu Yang suddenly exclaimed "Wow!" A force, not particularly strong yet not insignificant, surged towards him from the right side. His legs, which were running forward, became entangled and he fell to the ground with a thud.

This matter is utterly unpredictable! It feels as if one has plunged into a haze of smog!

A few hundred words recorded the events of the week, fortunately, all the important matters have been documented

Damn it! The heavens are so unfair! Why did I have to suffer so much in my previous life, while in this world I am so fortunate!

Qiu Yang's residence is located near the Beijing Broadcasting Station, and it normally takes about ten to twenty minutes to run there. However, Qiu Yang is not very familiar with the Beijing Broadcasting Station. Although he has lived here for nearly five years, he has never actually visited the station; he only knows its specific location.

Director Zhang! ? I really know that person. ? Looking at the name noted on his phone, Qiu Yang was somewhat dumbfounded; he was certain that he did not recognize anyone named Director Zhang or Old Zhang in his memory.

The phone is ringing! Answer the phone! Hurry up and answer the phone! Why haven't you answered the phone yet! Are you going to answer the phone or not!

Ah, Qiu is so handsome, so handsome indeed

... ...

He has no recollection at all of the fact that he is supposed to go on stage to sing at the graduation party! ... It is as if Qiu Yang in this world has experienced a past that he does not remember at all ...

It's broken! I must hurry to the radio station! I can't afford to lose such a good job!

The peculiar ringtone of the mobile phone, the innocent voice of the young girl urging louder and louder

Pulling open the drawer under the computer desk, Qiu Yang hurriedly rummaged through it. Fortunately, this version of himself in this world also had the habit of keeping a diary; otherwise, he would have no idea what strange events he might encounter next

Turning over a face thicker than the New Hua Dictionary, uh... It's a small diary! Qiu Yang immediately frowned, what the hell, it's not a diary written by your sister, it's a weekly record! How lazy can you be!

Forget it! Let's go first and talk later

Which building, on which floor and which unit is the urban lifestyle channel located in? What does Director Zhang look like? What is he planning to do next?

Dark clouds loomed over the city, and from time to time, flashes of lightning erupted, as if it were about to rain at any moment. Qiu Yang ran desperately, running and running! Occasionally, he took a moment to glance back to see if any taxis were coming, because if he took a taxi, he could arrive in three to five minutes, leaving him with plenty of time.

Oh, right! Beijing Radio Station!

Well...! ... Sigh! Cursing him is equivalent to cursing myself! Forget it, a weekly journal is better than a monthly one!

Well, although it was just a quick glance, he could tell that the female driver had a pretty good figure...

Fans are so enthusiastic, it's like a bottle of hot wind oil! Qiu Yang has no way to repay, so he can only sing a few more songs to give back to everyone.

Qiu Yang felt like his head was about to explode if he thought about it any further. He only remembered things from his previous world, and for this seemingly similar but clearly changed world, he had no memories from before the crossing.

Qiuyang dared not continue to speak ill of the thief god. Originally, he was a "believer in science, opposed to superstition" atheist. Now, after crossing over to this parallel world, he has obviously become somewhat superstitious.

After finishing the conversation, Old Zhang hung up the phone. On the other hand, Qiu Yang looked confused and asked, "What radio station?" He suddenly sat up, and at this point, he was no longer sleepy.

Could it be that...! Recalling the events of yesterday's graduation party, Qiu Yang felt extremely uneasy!

They say you dialed the wrong number! I don't know any Lao Zhang! I do know my neighbor Lao Wang though! Just as Qiu Yang was about to curse, Lao Zhang on the other end of the phone spoke first.

Which bastard disturbed my beautiful dream so early in the morning! Qiu Yang squinted irritably, groped for his phone beside the pillow, impatiently answered the call, and drowsily asked, "Who is it?"

Boom! Another angry thunder!

Remembering the urgent matter, Qiu Yang quickly put on his clothes, spent thirty seconds brushing his teeth and washing his face, and then hurriedly ran downstairs.

Do you still want to continue working? If you can't make it to the radio station before 10 o'clock, then you should pack up and leave!

Qiu Da, I'm going to give birth to a monkey for you!

What puzzles him the most is how he, himself, managed to become an intern radio host at the Beijing Broadcasting Station during his internship? It's really baffling! Does this mean that the threshold for the Beijing Broadcasting Station is so low? I remember applying twice before and never receiving any interview notifications!

Comprehensive Department (1) Class, simply put, is a well-rounded art school class. Qiu Yang's major is music, followed by hosting. Dance and acting are elective courses, but he tends to be indifferent to them.

Boom!

A crowded one-bedroom apartment. Qiu Yang on the bed slept in the shape of a "big" character, with a silly smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised it. Alright! It's obvious that this guy is dreaming of something wonderful!

He was originally the Qiu Yang of that world, but for some reason, he crossed over to the Qiu Yang of this world. Therefore, he has no idea what experiences his own self in this world has gone through.

Sure enough, it's a female driver! At the moment of falling, Qiu Yang immediately identified the person who knocked him down.

If we must come to a conclusion, Qiu Yang can only think that this is a parallel world identical to the one he used to live in. In this parallel world, there is another self. Because the two worlds are not completely identical, the experiences of the self in this world are also different.

Phone call incoming! Please answer the phone! Quickly answer the phone...

Only 21 minutes left! It's barely enough time to run over there!

Um...?... I accidentally digressed. Where was I just talking about?

Unexpected thunderous sound, Qiu Yang was frightened and uneasy. Could this be the saying "As a man sows, so shall he reap"? Can the heavens above sense my inner thoughts?

I hope that I also have the habit of writing a diary in this world.

Finally, I hope this guy can write his diary in more detail!

What exactly did I do in this world before I came here?

Feeling overwhelmed! Qiu Yang is knocking his head, feeling like if he keeps thinking, he will turn into the big-headed boy when he grows up.