REMIX

Chapter 110

"He was born in a forgotten alley

not looking good

clinging to the wall like a wild dog

There are endless accounts with the whole world

Passers-by call him 'garbage', fate and happiness are incompatible

Where the sun can shine, there must be more than one unfortunate person

No qualifications, poor people can't talk about rules

Hate doing homework, all the truth is a waste of time

You are responsible for your own life, no one can tell you what to do

That's the only thing mommy taught him, don't get knocked down by assholes

Haven't tasted the taste of blood, how proud of the wound

Keep running, keep looking, it's too early to cry, I pray for him"

This song was written by me holding my mobile phone in one sleepless night.I turned down the brightness of the screen, and the time display in the upper right corner was 45:[-].I had a dream, woke up with cold sweat that made the sheets wrinkled and damp, and listened to the breathing of my roommates when they were sleeping peacefully, slowly rising and falling like the tide, I finally calmed down, opened the window above my head, and let the The wind blowing from the woods pointed at the keyboard and typed the next line of words.

"If suffering, like love, comes without warning

he won't run away"

All the people I love are watching me from the audience.

They are notes, they are beliefs, they are lights that never die.

After the battle, I went backstage to take a break, and Fei Na will continue with the solo part.When I turned my back to the stage, my body and mind still lacked real feeling, and the time of two songs passed somehow.Sitting on a bench full of other people's coats, I held my head and gritted my teeth. After the excitement subsided, my hands and feet trembled unknowingly. The cheers in the arena lasted for a long time, because Fei Na and I were tied.

Tata pushed the door open a crack, came in and handed me a bottle of specially heated warm water, squatted on the ground and gave me a thumbs up to praise me for a long time.

After she left, I used my mobile phone to log in to the musician's homepage.

This interface has never been edited except for posting songs. Even the avatar is blank, and the nickname is unknown. I just filled it in according to the pinyin abbreviation of my real name, but the message board has been swiped for more than ten pages.

I read it word for word.These IDs from all over the world, with names of various styles, tell their feelings to me who can't answer every moment of every day.

"listen well!"

"That's great! But why didn't I even fill in the information completely?"

"Great style."

"Did you write the song yourself?"

"I love upsets."

"I like you! I like every song of yours!"

"I selfishly hope that you will never be popular, so that every time I hear you sing, it feels like singing to me alone."

"I couldn't sleep today, so I listened to all your songs, good night."

"come on."

"Come on!"

……

The small room is like a warm cardboard box, undisturbed.

I buried my face in the palm of my hand, paused for a moment, and vigorously wiped away the damp heat overflowing from the corners of my eyes.

Until the next singer came in, I nodded to him, and heard the familiar sound of guitar strumming from outside.

At this time, the woman standing on the stage was like the first time I saw her, with a beautiful and decadent voice, when she spoke, her words were round, but when she sang, it was like fingernails scratching the strings, with a slight break at the end of her voice.

She stood out from the underground when she was less than 20 years old. She is a recognized goddess who regards "bitch soaring" as a compliment. She is hot and difficult but is still coveted by countless people in the circle.She never listened to anyone, just like when everyone thought she could speak, she chose to sing.

She is kind to me.Although she didn't like it I said thank you.

"The girl is precocious like a rose

She never depends on anyone

Experience the paradox and sharpness of love early in the morning

She admits regret and never mentions sadness

She is used to facing the night stubbornly and silently with her eyes open

I just want to know which is darker between the heart and the night

Don't ask her to believe in love without regrets, love without regrets is too absolute

She never thought love was the most beautiful

She said it was all hypocrisy"

Her interpretation of the song makes one wonder if the lyrics were written by her, piercing the blood like a rose's thorn, embracing the flesh and blood.

"Like a rose in the wilderness with its frail stamen

想 迎接 那 的 雨水

so warm but ambiguous so plausible

让 那 直觉 自己 发挥

She's been improvising every time

It's okay to be heartbroken"

It's a pity that I can only admire their backs. I can't see the expression of why and I can't guess what he is thinking at the moment.

We all want to hear him sing the last line.

"Every time I give it is also memorable

That feeling lasts forever

like a hangover that lasts till dawn

Think about it and tell her who is afraid of whom.”

——How many lies we have told in this life, there is always someone who can make you admit your mistake, you owe her a song, and owe yourself an explanation.

It's all paid off now.

The show ended perfectly until midnight.

After the staff guided the audience to disperse in an orderly manner from the venue, we didn't leave. We gathered in the big room backstage, and the DJ took the lead to open a bottle of champagne. Remove makeup and change clothes to prepare for the reception in the middle of the night.

The boss of the JOAH website, who is also the CEO of Nomad Music, the record company behind it, invited all the performers to hold a celebration party on the top floor of the hotel. Lie on my back for many years", but the gentleman who grabbed my thigh and never let go.

I hugged him for a full 5 minutes in the empty stairwell.

Go to the bathroom and put the tie back where it should be, and smooth out the wrinkled collar. As soon as I went out, I saw He Ge smoking a cigarette and waiting for Fei Na to change. Gong Junye told me that Xia Jie, Li Qianlan and the others Already out foraging, let's slip away to find them.The four of us discussed it, and temporarily stopped the car and went back to the hotel.

The bustle does not give people a chance to rest. When we arrived, the banquet had already started. It was late at night and the people were quiet. I found that there seemed to be more guests than I thought.

After asking Fei Na quietly, she found out that some producers and investors were also invited to take this opportunity to find potential newcomers and communicate in advance through a more attractive way like a reception.

Of course, "this method" is also very suitable for flesh and blood trading-young people who are eager for quick success and fame, use their youth and body to exchange precious resources from high-ranking people. They understand the rules of this game better than anyone else-many people cannot move. The act of going on the table can be done quietly while pushing the cup and changing the cup.Everyone loves to play with their own hands.It’s not that I haven’t seen this before, so it’s really hard to get interested. I’ll stop after a few drinks with a few familiar faces on the same stage, and let the oily-haired and powder-faced boss and the beautiful girl chat and laugh, come on, girl, Opportunities are always reserved for those who wear less.

I didn't wear much, the room was warm like spring, the lights were dazzling, and the smell of alcohol made people's cheeks burn.And even if I take off my shirt right now, no one cares about me, mainly because I have a man with too much presence around me.

He is very obedient, he is obedient and does not find fault, he wears a three-piece suit of the same style as mine, his hair is not messy, and he is well-mannered.But even if he didn't do anything, he still showed a restrained spirit, which discouraged some people who were aware of his identity.

He did two things that night, one was to smile kindly to the people who came to strike up a conversation, and the other was to take the toasted wine from me steadily.

"He can't drink," he said sincerely, "I'll take his place."