Chapter 9: Eliminate Sorrow!

"This time, I don't sing for ten years. ”

Zhang Xiao closed his eyes slightly and listened quietly.

Listen......

The hustle and bustle of this world.

That is the grief and helplessness of countless ordinary people for life.

"If you don't sing for ten years, what else can you sing?"

Li Shaoxiang spat out a cigarette, he also wanted to help this fellow save some popularity and make a little money.

However.

Zhang Xiao did not answer.

He just closed his eyes, as if he was in the middle of a crowd, and the people around him hurried by, leaving him alone in place.

The pedestrians who were still waiting to listen to the song, after waiting for ten seconds, saw that Zhang Xiao didn't open his voice, and shouted one after another.

"Do you even want to sing?"

"yes, don't waste our time, okay?"

"Look at you, you're a student, and your singing level shouldn't be as good as the original little brother!"

"Didn't your classmates say that you are very powerful? You have also been on Weibo hot search, I think it's bragging, these days, people who want to be stars want to go crazy!"

"I'll go, don't say it, the first hot search on Weibo is really a video of a student singing in college, and the search volume has exceeded four million!!"

"Really? I'll see...... Ouch,, can't you really be this kid?"

"This video is a bit blurry, like, not like, if it's true, isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

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The little singer took half of the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and asked Li Shaoxiang.

"The singing brother who is the first in the hot search, is it really your classmate?"

Li Shaoxiang straightened his shoulders, with a slight hint of pretending to be forced.

"Then is there a fake? You can go to Shangda to inquire, my roommate has become a celebrity!"

The singer still had deep suspicion in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, just asked.

"Did your friend drink too much and fall asleep here, why didn't he sing?"

Li Shaoxiang smiled awkwardly.

"You ask me why I don't sing, I, I guess this kid should ......"

That's when it happened.

Zhang Xiao suddenly showed a smile.

The right hand is held on the microphone.

He opened his mouth.

……

When you walk into this fun field

Carry all your dreams and thoughts on your back

All kinds of makeup on the face

No one remembers what you look like

……

Three rounds of wine over you in the corner

stubbornly singing bitter songs

Listen to it being drowned out in the hustle and bustle

You pick up your glass and say to yourself......

Dingβ€”β€”

In the subway station, it was a little quieter.

A figure stopped.

One by one, they looked away from their phones, from books, from documents.

They all threw themselves at Zhang Xiao, who was standing in the middle of the passage and singing with his eyes closed.

A low, slightly hoarse voice, as if weather-beaten.

After each sentence is sung, a clearly visible picture emerges in front of people's eyes.

It's a big city.

Isn't it just a big playground?

When they never set foot in this city, every young man has all the dreams and thoughts on his back, and wants to show his strength in this world, slaughter the gods, and ascend to the supreme palace!

However.

Come here.

They just found out.

It turned out that this was a happy field in a dream.

Three rounds of drinking.

Still standing in the corner, waiting to go up and toast.

In order to live, you have to disguise yourself.

From a high-spirited, proud man like a swan.

Gradually, all the spirit was consumed.

There is no arrogance.

There is no emptiness in the eyes.

Some are just submissive, and the observation of words and expressions that I once hated.

We.

finally lived the kind of person he never wanted to be.

Dangdang!

At the same time as the subway arrives at the station.

Zhang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and took the microphone away from the stand!

……

A cup of sunrise and a glass of moonlight

Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window

So you can fly against the wind without looking back

Don't be afraid of rain in your heart and frost under your eyes!

……

A glass to the hometown... A glass of salute to the distance

Guarding my goodness... Urging me to grow

So the north-south road henceforth ... No longer long......

The soul is no more... Nowhere to put it......

……

The subway drove slowly.

Those who are standing on the platform with their cards in their hands ready to swipe.

Coincidentally, I was wrong about the penultimate subway home.

But they ......

But he took a ride on a car that could put his soul in place.

Students may not feel much about it, they just think it sounds good, close their eyes, and immerse themselves in it.

But many of the people who are old but always run to the bottom let out a long sigh, and before they knew it, their faces were already full of tears.

Aren't they just the people in the playground?

Aren't they just people who stubbornly sing their own songs, who refuse to follow the flames and flatter?

"Quick, quick, record, record!"

"Alas, sigh a song of death for my heart, and eventually people will not have their original appearance......"

"I've been in this city long enough, next year, I want to go home and see ......"

"Woo, I, I've been writing novels for four years, when will I become a god, woowoo......"

……

Restless seated guests

Acting self-righteously

Disguised dancing and tired

You pick up your glass and say to yourself......

……

A cup of sunrise and a glass of moonlight

Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window

So you can fly against the wind without looking back

Don't be afraid of rain in your heart......... There is frost under the eyes!

……

A cup of respect for the hometown, a cup of respect for the distance

The kindness that guards me urges me to grow

So the north-south road is no longer long

The soul no longer has nowhere to rest......

……

to this.

A lot of people are already humming along!

They close their eyes and indulge in the resting place of their souls.

That is, unfulfilled dreams.

.....

A cup of respect for tomorrow and a cup of respect for the past

The shoulders that supported my body were heavy

Although I never believe that the so-called mountains are high and the waters are long

Life is too short, why bother not to forget!!

……

A glass of freedom, a glass of death

Forgive my ordinariness and dispel the confusion

Well, it's always scribbled after dawn

Sober people are the most ridiculous......

Sober people...... Most...... Ridiculous......

The end of the song.

The whole subway station, except for a few cries.

It is a melancholy sigh, and a sigh like Wen Qing.

And.

Applause and cheers like a tidal wave!

The guitar guy had long forgotten that he still had a cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, only half of the soft soot remained, and he looked at Zhang Xiao who was standing in the middle of the crowd in shock, exuding a thousand rays of light, and stammered.

"This, is this really your classmate?"

Li Shaoxiang opened his mouth, and the cigarette had already fallen on the ground without noticing, and muttered.

"I don't know if it's my classmate, but I know that he must have been brewing emotions before......"

Zhang Xiao stood there, and after singing this song, the wine was almost sober.

Looking at the sea of people, listening to the excited cheers.

He smiled.

"We live like a clown in this world, so that those who are high up and above are happy to see our ugliness, but we have no way to dispel the sorrow in our hearts. ”

The people fell silent.

It seems that in their eyes, there is only Zhang Xiao.

Like the most faithful believer, listening to His Word.

"But I hope that my song ...... It can dispel the sorrow in your hearts!"

"I can dispel the disappointment in your hearts!"

"When you are tired of work, tired of life, and want to give up, then take out my song and listen to it. ”

"Like you, I'm hesitant and frustrated, but I've never thought of giving up,"

"I dream that one day, I can appear on the biggest stage in the world, so that countless people can hear my singing voice and cheer for me......"

"So, let's all work together!"

Crash!

These people who are confused and helpless in other places, struggling and wandering at the bottom, grinned, but the taste in their mouths was salty.

Because of the tears, it slipped into the mouth.

Zhang Xiao handed the microphone to the guitar brother who was in a daze, revealing a sunny smile.

"I hope you can keep singing and don't forget your original dream. ”

After speaking.

Turn around.

The guitar guy shouted subconsciously.

"This song, does it have a name?"

Zhang Xiao stagnated slightly, then put one hand in his pocket and waved his hand.

"Eliminate sorrows. ”

Under the reluctant gaze of everyone.

Disappear at the entrance of the subway station.

Afterward.

This guitar guy has the capital to brag with others for a lifetime.

Smoking a cigarette, sitting on the hill of his hometown, playing that broken guitar.

"Do you know Zhang Xiaotianwang's sorrow?"

"Silly, who doesn't know this song?"

"Hey, he created it with my microphone!"