Chu Jiashu has never been out of line, even in his college life, he stays in the framework in a regular manner, and does not dare to take steps easily, it seems that he has long been accustomed to the constraints of rules, so that he has forgotten the taste of freedom, and even the method of resistance has been forgotten.

It's ridiculous and ridiculous, he didn't even skip class, but it's true. From kindergarten to college, he has never "skipped class" in his life, and even when he is sick, he is careful to take leave, lest his physical delay disrupt the rhythm of life. All plans are being executed in a step-by-step manner.

Therefore, he has never enjoyed the night view of the magic capital, he has never joined the party of young people, he has never squandered his youth, he has never laughed loudly and run wildly...... Not even the slightest transgression. When he was lying on the hospital bed, he hated and regretted it so much.

Even after crossing over and being reborn as Lan Li-Hall, that obsession still lingered, and it wasn't until the collapse and reorganization of "Burst Drummer" that he was truly relieved. Now, instead of dwelling on what he lost, he learns to cherish the present that has been built by the steps of the past, and learns to enjoy the present.

He wanted to see the night in the magic capital.

It's that simple.

Leaving Sinan Mansion, along the spacious street where the plane trees stand, walking through the hazy night, the air floats with a faint water vapor and the fragrance of unknown flowers, and under the cover of the milky yellow street lamps, there is an ambiguous/ambiguous and vague atmosphere, just like the image of the magic city outlined by Wang/Jia/Wei in the "In the Mood for Love", retro and quiet, elegant and noble, and the most wonderful thing is that the temperament of death and life so contradictory is also blended together.

It seemed to have just been drizzling, but it stopped before he could go out, the air was slightly cool, the ground was damp, and the halo was pervasive, and the fallen autumn leaves could be seen rotting in the mud on the side of the road.

The streets in front of you are all familiar, awakening those scenes in the depths of memory, and at the end of the street is the famous bar corner of the magic capital, where more than a dozen bars and clubs are bustling together in four parallelogram blocks, and all kinds of young people can be seen coming and going at night.

Walking straight along the footsteps, it takes about 20 minutes to reach Jing'an Temple, and enter the bustling central business circle surrounded by shopping malls and buildings.

It's just that the buildings and streets that are so familiar show a different style in the street lights and the long night, which is the first time he has experienced it. People always think that they know their own lives, their families, and their own state very well, but sometimes, even if they are themselves, they will deceive themselves.

In a trance, he became Chu Jiashu again, exploring the unknown of this familiar city with his own feet, and those gloomy and decadent memories became vivid again, and then filled with color little by little.

He went to a bar, the one he had always been curious about but never visited, sitting like an ordinary young man, sitting outdoors under the lights, enjoying a glass of whiskey and a night, and he went to the 24-hour convenience store, just to find out what it was like at midnight.

Although he had gone through a long journey, despite the busy schedule, he did not feel tired at all, but gradually relaxed; when he went around in a big circle and returned to Sinan Mansion, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hum an incomplete tune softly, and his pace became cheerful.

It's still the same mutilated tune. Since the late filming of "Burst Drummer", this eight-beat melody has been constantly circling in my head, and then evolved into two eight-beat melodies, but the problem is that the two eight-beat melodies can't be fused together at all, so they evolve into two different broken tunes.

Over and over again, I went around in my head, but I never managed to expand into a complete track.

It is not until today that the eight-beat tune has finally begun to show more faces.

"In the world, you can never achieve what you want, and you have to do things first-things-first, chasing what you deserve. ”

This is the lyrics of the eight-beat, which are repeated back and forth, humming back and forth, and after humming back and forth, the melody gradually becomes complete, and the lyrics that flow from the depths of my heart also begin to become complete.

"Once upon a time, everything was new before the troubles of youth and frivolity, and the long night, the road of solitude with no end in sight, dreams were the only companions left behind.

Painfully let go of your pride and persuade yourself against your will to choose to forgive. ”

He is not a superhero, whether it is Chu Jiashu or Lan Li, he has tried to choose to give up, and even decided to give up, in the countless long nights of walking alone, alone, lonely and helpless, and then he told himself that he should choose to give up, this is a smart approach, this is a wise approach, and he should forgive himself.

However, he still couldn't do it after all.

"I don't want to be famous, I just want to sing big. So he cried out:

In the world, we can never achieve what we want, and we must put things first and pursue what we deserve. ”

In fact, his dream is very simple, he doesn't want to be famous, he doesn't want to be famous, he doesn't want to go down in history, he just wants to cherish every day of life, chase his dreams, study performances, sing to his heart's content, that's enough, that's all there is to dream.

He knew it was idealism.

But in two lives, he truly understands that life is impossible to achieve what he wants, and he wants dreams and glory, money and freedom, which is really too greedy. Everybody is chasing perfection, everybody is trying to succeed, but many times, secular society is too greedy for the definition of perfection and success, and people shouldn't be so greedy.

He's not a hero. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with shortcomings, weaknesses, ambition and desire/hope, limited ability, he can only carefully stick to his dreams, chase his goals, and look forward to his efforts to achieve his happiness in a small way, after making a choice, he will go to the end without hesitation, even if he is poor, even if he is reduced to the streets, even if he has achieved nothing, but he still has his own color after all.

So, is this idealism? or realism?

The story of "Drunken Country Ballad" is, for some, a story of giving up, and for him, a story of perseverance.

In the last life, he ended his life in the midst of inaction complaints and regrets, and in this life, he bloomed in the hardships and sufferings of displacement, but along the way, those loneliness, those pains, those difficulties, and those setbacks have just become the most wonderful scars that light up life-

THAN EGOT, HE IS MORE GLAD THAT HE HAS COMPLETED THE TRANSFORMATION IN "DETACHMENT", COMPARED TO THE OSCAR STATUETTE, THE PERFORMANCE EXPERIENCE ON THE WEST END STAGE OF LONDON IS MORE PROFOUND, AND IT IS MORE WORTHY OF CELEBRATION TO BE ABLE TO APPEAR IN HIS FAVORITE WORK THAN THE BOX OFFICE AND AWARDS.

Some people may say that he is noble, some people may say that he is proud, some people may say that he is selfish, some people may say that he is stupid...... But in fact, deep down, he is just sticking to his dream, so simple and pure, far less complicated than he imagined.

"In the world, you can never achieve what you want, you have to put things first, and chase what you deserve. ”

Again, and again, and again, the eight-beat melody of the chorus makes the footsteps lighter.

When the prosperity is gone, the lead is washed away, after the vicissitudes of life, suddenly looking back, this is to understand that in fact, happiness can be very simple, life can also be very simple, the real complexity is just yourself. Returning to this land that carries her countless memories, Lan Li can finally be sure that she has completely unloaded her burden and truly learned to be relieved.

From an eight-beat to a full chorus, the tune began to become complete, but unfortunately, the inspiration still didn't last, and the whole song couldn't be completed, and the main song still needed more inspiration.

However, Lan Li did not feel regrets, the creative process was originally a kind of enjoyment, there is no need to rush, there is no need to be frustrated, you can wait patiently. It was already a surprise to be able to unexpectedly complete the chorus tonight.

What's more, there is another eight-beat melody, which is still in its original state. There is still a long way to go for the future of music creation, and for the first time, Lan Li is beginning to look forward to it. It's just that if Don Quixote is still waiting for a second album, Lan Li can only say that they need to be more patient.

"Young Master!"

An unexpected exclamation sounded on the cold street, the sound was not loud, but it rippled in the quiet night, and just as the shout came out, the other party directly covered his mouth, cut off the tail note stiffly, and cast his eyes in disbelief, showing the shock and stunned vividly.

Turning around, Lan Li saw a young girl standing across the street, bathed in the warm street lights, her hands covering half of her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could vaguely catch her eyes, and the irrepressible shock spread like ripples, so Lan Li raised her right hand and greeted with a smile, "Hey, good evening." If you're still wandering outside late at night, be careful that your family will be worried, and you should go home early to rest. ”

On the quiet street, Lan Li is on the right, the girl is on the left, the milky yellow halo is slowly rippling like water ripples, and the shock and excitement of the moment make the cold and cold of the night gradually become softer.