Chapter 268 Shortcut

This is a house about twelve or three square meters.

To say it is a house is actually a bit of a beautification. It was originally an air-raid shelter built by the country, but it was later abandoned, and then it was contracted by someone to transform it into an underground apartment like an ant nest.

With an area of ​​twelve or thirteen square meters, there are no windows, and the walls are empty.

The innermost one is a small double bed with a width of 1.5 meters. There is a dresser beside the bed that looks old at first glance. On the other side of the bed is a simple fabric wardrobe. Besides, Beside the dressing table, there is also a gas tank, above which is a gas stove. In the center of the room, there is a small round table.

This is all Zhuang Meiyue's belongings.

The bed was provided by the landlord as standard, and other than that, she bought it from the second-hand market by herself. The old-fashioned dresser cost eighteen yuan, but she paid thirty yuan later and hired It was brought back by a tricycle. The fabric wardrobe was a bit more expensive, worth 26 yuan, and the small dining table was foldable, which was more expensive, worth 40 yuan. They were all brought back by bicycle.

In addition, according to the requirements of the landlord, gas stoves are not allowed to be used in the basement, but Zhuang Meiyue felt that it was too expensive to eat out all the time, so she secretly bought a new set of gas stoves, but every time the landlord inspected , She has to hide this gas stove under the bed, otherwise it will be confiscated.

Well, in addition to these, she also has a guitar that cost seven or eight hundred yuan, which is considered a valuable item, some clothes, a second-hand bicycle, and more than seventeen thousand yuan in bank deposits.

After coming to Shuntian Mansion and working hard for two years, this is all she has gained.

In modern society, even ordinary people may not be able to imagine that this house, as Zhuang Meiyue's home, has not had any electrical appliances for two years - except for the energy-saving lamps overhead.

She did have a mobile phone, which was bought second-hand, for less than a hundred yuan.

Every day around 8:00 in the morning, Zhuang Meiyue would wake up on time. After washing up, she would start breathing exercises, do radio gymnastics, and then sing with her guitar for half an hour.

At about ten o'clock, after a brief tidying up, she will go out with her guitar on her back, walk through a long passage, come to the ground, push her bicycle, ride for about three or four stops, and go to a restaurant to deliver food , each send a copy, is a dollar.

After arriving at the restaurant, before eleven o'clock, the restaurant will take care of a meal, and then start working. Her takeaway will be delivered until about three o'clock in the afternoon, and then it is basically over, and then at four o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurant will start Take care of a meal, start at five o'clock in the afternoon, and deliver dinner until around nine o'clock, when she can get off work.

After such a day, she usually has to cycle twenty to thirty or even thirty to forty kilometers, climbing countless floors, but her income is not bad. When it is less, it is forty or fifty a day, and if it is more, it can reach seventy or eighty. , and also manage two meals.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, she will get on her bicycle, carry her guitar on her back, and ride for about seven or eight stops to a bar for a performance. The performance time is usually about half an hour. She sings pretty well, but she is not a very popular type, so she usually appears on stage as an early warm-up, and the bar does not dare to sing the eleven Give it to her during the prime time from 1 o'clock in the morning.

People who go to bars to drink want to divert their mood, but the songs she sings often carry some sadness and sentimentality of life, so except for a few fans, few people order songs and send flower baskets, so her income is actually limited.

However, the half-hour on stage every day is the time she enjoys the most.

The lights in the bar were dim, and she couldn't see others, so she felt that others couldn't see her, which made her feel very comfortable. Although the boss complained repeatedly, he was still tolerant and could tolerate her singing what she wanted to sing.

She likes to listen to Zhou Mo and Liao Liao. Recently, she thinks that Li Xinru and Huang Yuqing are also good. Therefore, when she performs on stage, she will sing more of their songs, and only occasionally add a song of her own. After all, she also knows that although the boss is very tolerant, she still has to try her best to take care of the feelings of the guests.

She sang Zhou Mo's songs and Liao Liao's songs, they were all different from them.

For example, Zhou Mo's voice is ethereal, no matter what he sings, he has an indescribable aura, even if he is sad, he can sing with a hint of disdain and arrogance, while Liao Liao's voice is majestic, even if he sings a love song, there is a sonorous sound the taste of.

But Zhuang Meiyue was not.

No matter who's song, when she sings it, she often adds a little bit of her own adaptation, so it becomes her own taste.

She is best at "Persistence" and "Cheers, Friend", as well as Zhou Mo's "Dreamer", but the taste of her singing is always with a touch of sadness, so many people come to the bar to drink away their worries The more people listened, the more depressed they became, so every now and then someone would clamor for her to step down—and every time this happened, she would stand up, apologize, and then step down early.

Of course, in this way, there will be no performance fee on this day.

After the show, she would occasionally stop by the bar for a while, sometimes to enjoy the performances of other singers and bands, and sometimes, just because the boss invited her a drink, she would sit down at the bar, Drinking wine slowly, watching other people's extremely popular performances, I felt a little dazed in my heart.

Then, she would step on eight or nine stops and rush back to her small house.

On the way, she would go to a supermarket that is still open to buy some vegetables and fruits. After returning to the house, she would cook a meal for herself in a down-to-earth way to reward herself for this busy day.

After the meal, she would not sing any more, but would turn off the lights and lie on the bed, listening to the occasional footsteps in the passage outside the door, the crazily roaring of the men and women next door, and the destined guitar sound from the opposite room.

This kind of life is plain, but not boring, but it makes people unable to see the way forward.

She is over 20 years old. In this day and age, girls over 20 years old don't have to get married, but at least you have to have a reason not to get married.

And she didn't.

She just likes music and wants to try to develop in this area, but she knows very well in her heart that she is not from a major, she doesn't have any contacts that can be used, and even her voice is not the kind that is popular with the public.

So, every time I talk to my family on the phone, my mother always urges me to say, go home, go home, go home and find a man to marry and have two children, so you won’t be thinking too much up!

And at that time, she was always speechless and could only hang up the phone hastily in the end.

After being in this circle for two years, she also met some people, and after being introduced, she also went to a lot of record companies to try, but in the end, of course, she could only shake her head and sigh—the one who speaks more tactfully, can say You can sing very well, but it’s not the type we need, and those who speak badly will probably say, don’t do it again, your song is not good.

Yes, there will always be people who say that, and it hurts her, even though she shrugs her shoulders coolly.

She has already saved some money, and she is considering going to the Huaxia Conservatory of Music to enroll in a summer class. It is well known that there are many underground singers in Shuntian Prefecture, so every summer vacation, especially those from the Conservatory of Music For the vocal music department, there will definitely be cram schools. That class is very expensive, it is said that it costs 20,000 yuan, and you have to be introduced by an acquaintance to get in.

But she has already figured it out. If she saves for another year, next year, she can afford 20,000 yuan. At that time, she must go to this class, even if it is not for some so-called connections, even if it is just to go Learning some professional knowledge to improve herself, she thinks 20,000 yuan is worth it.

Of course, if she still has limited improvement after taking cram school—to put it more realistically, if by that time, she still can’t find a record company willing to accept her, she can’t even find a job that she can use through music, through Performing to support her income, then, at that time... well, although she thinks that she may choose to go back to her hometown at that time, go back to her parents, like they said, honestly find someone to marry, down-to-earth Live, but in fact, she knows that even if she fails 10,000 times, she may not go back.

There is no other reason, just because of the desire for that extraordinary life.

Although maybe I will wait my whole life for this, but I have no regrets until death.

Of course, since I have chosen such a life, I have no right to complain about the ups and downs.

Today, as usual, she even got up before eight o'clock, and this morning, she didn't play the guitar or sing. Instead, she made a serious meal for herself early in the morning.

After eating and packing up her things, she took out her most decent and expensive dress and changed into it, then wiped the guitar carefully before going out with the guitar in her arms.

At the hotel, she has already asked for leave in advance, and today she is going to interview.

A few days ago, after finishing the performance, the boss happened to be there, so he invited her to have a glass of wine, and at the same time revealed to her a very important information-although she has known some people since she came to Shuntian Mansion for two years, likes of a feather flock together. At the same time, she herself is just a low-level singer among the resident singers, so naturally she has no chance to meet the big shots in this circle, so it is just a relationship between a bunch of low-level singers. For them, being called by a certain company or a certain musician, or even just that musician's friend, to help record a demo is already something that can be shown off on the stage.

Although recording a demo, it may only cost one or two hundred yuan.

Therefore, for her, the sudden information was not easy to come by, or in other words, by the time the news reached their ears, it might have passed.

Moreover, this news is extremely important to her.

Yes, another record company wants to recruit singers.

It's just that the person who needs to be recruited this time is not even a record company at present, it's just a small studio.

But even so, Zhuang Meiyue still felt like a treasure.

Because that studio is called Li Qian Studio.

Today, Li Qian, and the name of Li Qian's studio, are already extremely famous in the music circle. Perhaps for the record companies, that person, and the studio established under his name, is an existence that everyone is both repelled and wary of, but also eager to cooperate. After all, cooperating with him means success, just like It means a lot of benefits, but for the underground music circle, especially for underground singers like Zhuang Meiyue, that name is almost a legend.

Especially now, this legend has begun to be gradually deified by word of mouth.

In the legend, Liao Liao became popular because he met him, and because he followed his footsteps closely, so he became more and more popular. In the legend, Wuxingwusu was moved because he found him. Because of him, from an unknown small group that was on the verge of disbandment, it has become the most popular top singer group in China.

According to the legend, even a queen like He Runqing chose to pay several million out of her own pocket. After buying out the contract with Sony Records, she willingly signed a rookie contract and went to join him and his studio. album, she suddenly turned over! Suddenly, from the former queen who was declining day by day, she has become a popular superstar who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Liao Liao!

Although in fact, even for a young singer like Zhuang Meiyue who is on the fringes of the underground music scene, as long as he pays a little attention, it is not difficult to know that Liao Liao had already released a single before meeting that man. Qu, and has a good reputation in the industry, but it is useless... People in the quagmire always subconsciously want to find a shortcut to a bright and smooth road for themselves, so don't say that most of the legends are true, even if they are not If it exists, everyone would be willing to make it up out of nowhere.

In the past, Mr. Xie Jinshun's discerning eyes and pearls used to be such a shortcut.

But now, this shortcut is becoming: Li Qian has taken a fancy to me!

Yes, almost everyone is willing to believe it. With my strength, as long as Li Qian likes me, as long as he is willing to write songs for me and help me release an album, I will become a hit, but it's nothing to worry about!

Zhuang Meiyue is just an ordinary girl. She lives a realistic life, but the reason why she lives a realistic life is precisely because she wants to chase a dream that seems impossible to realize at all.

So, even though she knew it was just a legend, she still chose to believe that such a person really existed in this world—and now, his studio is actually going to recruit people!

After hearing the news, her first reaction was to immediately notify a few friends she had known in the past after leaving the bar, and then, everyone quickly agreed to go and sign up together.

And the interview time that the other party called later was this morning.

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29, 30, 31, 1, 2, in the past five days, I wrote 50,000 words.

Very tired!

It's obviously a holiday, but I don't know how many times more tired than usual!

I woke up this morning to type, and as I was writing, I felt that I could not write anymore, so let’s just focus on this chapter today.

If you still want to see me continue to explode tomorrow, then, can you give me encouragement and encouragement? I need a little support to fuel my passion!