Ming Yan was born in a small town, when he was in high school, he saw the talent show on TV, and saw the people standing on the stage singing on TV, and a feeling of envy arose, and since then the matter of wanting to be a singer has not disappeared in his heart.

He also secretly signed up for talent shows, but often he couldn't even pass the audition, but he was never disheartened, and through his own efforts in the college entrance examination, he was admitted to a conservatory.

He still remembers when he received the admission letter, he was alone at home staring at the admission letter, and his mouth was about to crack his ears.

When he went to report, standing in front of the train station platform in the town, Ming Yan looked back at his parents, and then looked at the town that he had never left since he was a child, and he silently swore in his heart that he must make a big difference.

Saying goodbye to his parents, he got on the train to the north, with only luggage and a guitar that he bought while working part-time to earn money during the summer vacation, stroking the guitar bag, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

During college, he studied hard and did not skip a class, always being the first to go to the classroom every time, and the last to leave after class. After studying, he often plays the guitar alone, and usually the classmates around him see him like this, and they all call him a "nerd" behind his back, but he never pays attention to it, and he is still the same as before.

It wasn't until after the final exam, after getting the transcript, that he collapsed, and he found that the classmates who usually don't work hard had their exam scores above him, and even those students who often skipped class that he usually looked down on had similar grades as himself.

The frustration was like a dandelion blown in the air by the wind, and after a long time, Ming Yan began to doubt himself, and this was the first time he doubted himself.

Doubt this thing, once it is generated, lingers.

But it didn't end until a person appeared, and Ming Yan remembered that it was a winter afternoon, and a long-haired girl with her back to the sun and a smile on her face stretched out her hand to herself.

The sun shines through her hair and on her face... It's beautiful.

"Hello, my name is Qi Yunting. ”

Ming Yan looked at her outstretched hand and was stunned, this was the first time that someone of the opposite sex took the initiative to greet her.

The breeze blew Qi Yunting's long hair, and the strands were sticking to her face, Ming Yan saw this scene, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly pounded.

"Hello, my name is Ming Yan. ”

The two met this time like Mars hitting the earth, and of course it seemed to be confused, and the two were together.

Qi Yunting's appearance was like a light, bringing Ming Yan out of the darkness, and since then Ming Yan's life has become colorful because of Qi Yunting, he will never play the guitar alone again, and he will no longer walk alone, and there will be people in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In this sweet and noisy time, the four years of college passed quickly, and during these four years, Ming Yan lived a very happy and fulfilling life, he still studied as hard as before, but no matter how late he studied, there was always someone next to him.

Ming Yan was very glad that he would meet Qi Yunting, and he was also grateful that he could be by his side when he was in his darkest.

............

Ming Yan's fingers were hot, the cigarette in his hand had burned out, Ming Yan also relieved himself, and sighed: "I'm old, why do you love memories so much." ”

Put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and extinguish it, the instant noodles next to it have no heat, scoop up a little noodles with a fork and try it, and find that it is not cool, and it is still a little warm, so I sucked the noodles.

After the last bite of noodles, I drank the noodle soup again, got up and threw away the instant noodle box, stood in front of the window and looked into the distance, and habitually lit another cigarette.

When I sent Li Xuan home today, Li Xuan asked herself a question.

Li Xuan: "Brother Ming, do you think I can become a singer?"

Ming Yan was stunned when he heard this question, he didn't answer this question, he didn't know how to answer, he had worked hard to be a singer before, but in the end it backfired.

He once complained about God, creation and manipulation, and complained that this society was too dark, but after going around and around, he still hasn't become a singer, and now he can only be a mixer in a small music studio.

"Alas~"

Ming Yan finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, went to the bathroom, took a shower, and went to bed.

The moon was in the sky, the stars were shining, when the world became quiet, Ming Yan also fell asleep, and at this moment, the moonlight shone on his computer desk through the window, a piece of letter paper slowly faded, and finally disappeared on his desk, everything fell into darkness as if it had not happened.

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"The brightest star in the night sky. ”

"Can you hear me? ”

"The one who looks up, the loneliness and sigh in the bottom of his heart. ”

"The brightest star in the night sky. ”

"Can you remember. ”

"The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind. ”

"I pray to have a transparent heart. ”

And eyes that will shed tears. ”

"Give me the courage to believe again. ”

"Ask the lie to hug you. ”

At the same time, in the same place, Ming Yan's voice came out slowly, today because Tian Zifu did not come, so it was Li Xuan who helped Ming Yan accompaniment.

After singing a song, Ming Yan took a sip of water, and watched Li Xuan take a photo with the people listening to the song, and Wang Dawei came over from behind.

"You see, a pretty girl is likeable. ”

Ming Yan screwed on the bottle cap: "People don't like beautiful and young, can they still like you, who is old and fat?"

"That's not right what you said, although I'm a little round, but I'm not old, and I've always thought I'm the most handsome, if I lose weight, really, Wu Yanzu is ashamed of himself. Wang Dawei said pretentiously.

Ming Yan glanced at him: "I've seen thick skin, but I've never seen you so thick." ”

"When you say that, can I understand that you are jealous?"

"Jealousy, jealous of your fatness?"

"Yes, it's just jealousy. ”

Ming Yan didn't go to tell him, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and Li Xuan walked over from the side.

"Brother Ming, do you think there are a lot of people who come to listen to us sing today?"

Ming Yan looked around and nodded, there were indeed one or two times as many people as before.

"Why are there so many?"

Li Xuan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ming Yan: "Look." ”

Ming Yan looked at the video on his phone, which was some clips of their previous singing.

"What is this?"

Li Xuan explained: "This is someone who uploaded some of our previous clips to a video app, and then these people saw these videos and came over. ”

Ming Yan: "That's right. ”