After dinner, Luke prepared to go out for a stroll.
No sooner had he stepped out of the hotel building than he heard a burst of noisy music.
The front of the hotel faced Las Vegas Boulevard, the busiest area of the entire city of Las Vegas, and just across the street was the square where the country music festival was being held.
By that ti the open-air square was already filled with people, brightly lit, with the LED screens on either side of the stage turned on, and colorful lights flashing above.
Luke glanced at his phone, it was just after eight in the evening, wasn't it supposed to start at ten?
He looked at his ticket again and found that the closing performance, which would feature a mysterious guest, was at ten sothing, so it was marked quite clearly, while the actual start ti of the music festival was 8:30 PM.
A bit embarrassed, but then again, it's better to be early than lucky, as the country music festival was just beginning.
Listening to the explosive music coming from the open-air square and watching groups of n and won chat and laugh as they entered the square.
Luke unconsciously joined the crowd in the open-air square, where it was quite rare to see soone attending alone like him.
Well, looking around, it was not just rare; it was just him alone.
This made Luke a bit miffed, to the point where he didn't even call Daisy to ask if she had safely returned to Los Angeles.
He knew he should make a call at this ti.
Many relationships co apart over such trifles and eventually go their separate ways.
But he just didn't want to make that call.
Whatever.
There were plenty of young and energetic girls on the square, and as a man with advantages, handso and wealthy, he wasn't worried about finding won.
What a joke.
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I stopped for a just a little while
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Luke walked into the open-air square where a country song was playing, the sound system was great, and the LED screens were dazzling.
A man and a woman were performing on the stage, Luke hadn't seen them before, and they were likely resident singers.
Listening to the beautiful music and watching the surrounding crowd singing and dancing, Luke was also infected, his mood much improved, and he began to dance along to the beat with the people around him.
Humans, after all, are creatures of emotion.
Often in an atmosphere of entertainnt, people beco happy, but even the most optimistic can grow lancholy if they're always in a depressing setting.
Take the dical profession, for instance, it's a good one, it pays well, commands respect, has prestige, and the older you get, the more in demand you beco, without having to worry about unemploynt after 35.
But Luke personally didn't like the job, for no other reason than that he was dealing with sick people all day, surrounded by negative emotions—how could he be in a good mood?
So, even though doctors are well-treated and well-paid, Luke didn't envy them.
That bowl of rice isn't ant for just anyone to carry; you need not only the knowledge and skills but also the ntal fortitude to bear the stress.
Luke shook his head and let himself go, twirling wildly in the square, singing loudly. He had not relaxed like this for a long ti.
The atmosphere at the country music festival was great, with more and more people gathering at the square, and in Luke's estimation, there were at least ten or twenty thousand people.
20,000 people singing, dancing, and being happy together felt aweso.
The only downside was that Luke was on his own.
He suddenly missed little Blackie and the chubby one—if those two had been here, the fun would have been even greater.
And his mom, grandfather, and uncle.
Luke decided that the next ti he got a chance to vacation, he'd bring the whole family along.
As people age and gain more life experience, their mindset changes too.
Luke had lived two lifetis.
In his previous life, if he had seen all these people partying before the age of 30,
Luke would have thought, what a bunch of slackers they were.
Playing every day like this, were they not going to run the country into the ground, and could such a country have any hope?
Luke didn't really know why he, a nobody, was so worried about the world.
After turning 30, Luke's attitude changed because he suddenly realized he no longer knew how to have fun.
Every day was about work, and if not working, he was on his way to work.
Even if he had ti off, he found it hard to relax.
He didn't even know what to do or what to play, as if he'd lost all his hobbies and interests.
That feeling was terrifying. It was then that he appreciated the value of relaxation and fun.
But by the ti he understood, it was too late, as he had already been sucked into the vortex of relentless competition—if you didn't compete, you might not even be able to support your family.
Let alone talk about hobbies or interests.
Unless you were single, it was hard to stay detached.
Of course, it might also be because of poor family conditions or personal ability in his last life.
He had seen people who lived carefreely, but they were few and far between.
And all he could do was envy them.
Luckily, in this life, he had a system and the resources to play and be happy.
Twist, dance, romp—whatever made him happy.
Luke had been playing in the square for over an hour, and it was almost ten o'clock, but there was no sign that the crowd was thinning.
He guessed that everyone was waiting for the mysterious guest at the closing performance.
If it were the long-legged Taylor Swift showing up, it would certainly make the trip worthwhile.
With this thought, Luke felt a twinge of anticipation.
Right around ten o'clock,
A cheer erupted from around the stage.
Luke looked towards the big screen and saw several long-haired n with tattoos covering their arms, looking very artistic.
Luke felt they must be a band, but unfortunately, he didn't recognize them.
He knew plenty of Hollywood stars, but no more than ten singers.
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