"Someone as confused as me.....

Someone like me looking for.....

Someone like me who does nothing.....

How many other people have you seen.....

Someone as lonely as me.....

Someone as stupid as me......

People like me who are not willing to be ordinary.....

How many people are there in the world......

Inexplicable people like me ....

Will there be anyone, distressed ......"

In the bar, there are people on the stage, the lights are dim, and the second half of the singing is already a little hoarse, and it is not as mellow as at the beginning, just like a weathered teenager who can no longer swallow the dust rushing towards him in this life, and chooses to turn off the sound.

The melody is very simple, there are not many variations, and even the derived key is not much, back and forth, a few lines, repeated, changed, flat and straightforward, more like a story.

But this is the kind of song that came out, as if it had magical power, invaded the depths of the hearts of all those present, and quietly infiltrated the eardrums.

Simple keyboard accompaniment, but simple just right.

Half a minute after the song fell, the sparse applause began to ring.

At first, there were just one or two people clapping alone, but as if it would be contagious, there was a phenomenon of human-to-human transmission, and soon, there was more applause, and there were more and more relays.

Later, it was already full of applause and warm applause, even the bar's resident band, willing to offer their own applause.

There are even some guests below, as if singing into people's hearts, arousing some of their own feelings, and even tears overflow from the corners of their eyes.

After all, in this quiet place, people who order a glass of wine and pour themselves a drink, how many people in this bustling and noisy metropolis do not have a dusty story in their hearts?

If you are not afraid that the singer has a heart, you are afraid that the voice of the singer will enter the hearts of the people.....

Some people think of the carefree time of their childhood, and their distant hometown, and for some goals and pressures, they have become the person they hated the most when they were children, and they have become another self, and those past times can never go back.

Some people think that in this bustling and noisy place, they have not been so lonely and lonely, once, there was also a person waiting for them at home, so many laughter, so many memories, but now everything is gone.

Someone couldn't wait to come to the bar, found the boss, took out a 200 yuan bill and said, "This is a tip for the singer, a glass of flaming red lips, and a wine glass." ”

The boss just smiled politely and said apologetically: "Unfortunately, this guest, the one above is not our resident singer, he is a guest just like you." ”

"Are they all guests?" The young man who wanted to invite the singer for a drink was stunned for a moment, but smiled: "Then wait for him to come down, invite him to have a drink, and say that he deserves it." ”

"Okay. The boss smiled gracefully and began to mix the wine.

....

Of course, this is just one of them, there are many more, after learning that the people on the stage are not singing, they all made the decision to invite the singer for a drink, and others, they asked everywhere for the name of the song.

Chen Yin on the stage also came back to his senses, leaving only one sentence: "This song is called "People Like Me", thank you." ”

After speaking, he returned to his position and continued to drink with Chen Yi.

The quality of the drinkers is also very good, and after seeing people step down, they did not come forward to disturb, but continued to dispel their worries.

"Guest, this is the wine that the other drinkers ordered for you and have already paid for. The bar owner came up with a few glasses of wine and introduced them to Chen Yin one by one.

Not only cocktails, but also some pure liquors, such as pure whiskey with rocks, pure rum with lemon salt.

But without exception, they are all quite expensive, basically hundreds of glasses of signature wine.

Chen Yin didn't shirk either, nodding and accepting these kindnesses from strangers.

"Good brother, I'm stained with your light. Chen Yi joked.

"No, I just want to sing a song once in a while, it's my tune from back home, and I'm homesick. Chen Yin took a sip of the cocktail and swallowed it.

"That song has a lot of flavor. Chen Yi said.

"I think so too. Chen Yin nodded and looked at Chen Yi: "Does Brother Yi feel anything?"

"Let me tell you a story. ”

Chen Yi didn't answer, but just turned to say.

"There was once such a decrepit boy, who was also beautiful, full of ambition, with the best results of the year, he was admitted to one of the best film schools, and he also proved himself and made a reputation, but just when he felt that he was a character, he understood because of some reality, some people like the way you eat, and some people like to see you wearing a cloak, but when you try your best to resist, you get another answer, in this world, no effort can compare to some initial dirty things, and be dominated, people like me, just a stinky rat in the sewer, finally, people remember only the other one who defeated him. ”

What Chen Yi said was still so misty and unpredictable, but this was a rare time that Chen Yin understood.

Chen Yi suddenly said: "Good brother, you are different from me, you still have room, you still have a very good future, even, your future is full of hope, people like you, no matter how confused, sooner or later one day will be able to rush out, I only hope you don't repeat the same pain as me." ”

Chen Yin didn't know what to say: "......"

Is the future promising?

I hope so.

But even if he is full of hope, so what? What does he really want? What kind of future does he want?

He didn't know, in comparison, what he missed more was the time that couldn't go back, Jay's cassette, his parents' meals, the ordinary years.

Maybe the crazy code words all the time, and the crazy work, are also a kind of paralysis for himself, because once he stops, he will feel the loneliness that suffocates him.

It's a sense of loneliness that doesn't fit in with the whole world, and I try my best to break free, but unfortunately I can't.

A drink, drunk until the early hours of the morning.

However, Chen Yin didn't know until he returned to Lin Long's home in the walled city and fell asleep, and now in the circle of friends on the Internet, as well as Weibo, a group of small videos suddenly circulated....

Originally, the circle of friends was just a place where major netizens would share their lives on it.

Weibo is the last distribution center for major information, although it is chaotic, but it is undeniable that it does have a variety of the latest hot spots and information.

First of all, such a video first appeared in many people's circle of friends in various paragraphs, but after spreading, it gradually spread to Weibo, an information distribution center.

[The affectionate singing of the bar guests, the suspected original song, "People Like Me", the Chinese music scene came in and was beaten!]

(Thank you for the book friend's reward: I have seen you, Xiao Zhang is not in vain.) )