Tonight, New Year's Day, where should I go?

Chen Wenyi, the original music singer, sighed in a dilapidated rental house with only more than ten square meters.

The whole rental house was dirty and messy, there was a strong smell of alcohol wafting in the air, and clothes and instant noodle boxes were left on the ground haphazardly.

And Chen Wenyi's hair was messy, he looked like he hadn't washed his hair for several weeks, and his mouth was full of stubble and heavy dark circles, making him look very tired.

When he was young, he was full of ambition, put on a guitar, left his hometown where he had lived for more than 20 years, and embarked on the road of music creation.

Today, he is 34 years old.

Eleven years of unfulfilled ambition and countless ups and downs made him more and more unable to see the end of this road, where it was.

Looking at the watch, the hour hand skips 12, which means that the annual New Year's Day is coming.

After walking for more than ten minutes, you will see the big yellow dog guarding Aunt Xu's house, and after walking forward for ten minutes, you will see a large courtyard surrounded by a fence wall, and Uncle Wu, who sits on a rocking chair every day and basks in the sun, and then go forward......

Ahem!

There was a sore itch in his lungs, and he came to his senses and pulled out a half-pack of five-dollar cigarettes from a dirty piece of clothing on the ground.

Light a cigarette, swallow the clouds, and calm your lungs.

A cigarette was quickly smoked, the cigarette butt was casually pressed on the ground and extinguished, and the remaining cigarette was carefully put into the dirty clothes.

Chen Wenyi stood up and came to a corner, where there was a very dilapidated large-headed desktop computer, which had become very backward and rare, but this was the most valuable item for him in poverty.

This is something that the landlord didn't want before, and he was going to sell it to the scrap collector, but the scrap collector slaughtered him for less than fifty yuan, and the landlord was angry and threw the old computer to Chen Wenyi.

Chen Wenyi skillfully operated this big-head machine, and he hadn't looked at the music list for a long time, so he clicked on the music list.

From top to bottom, almost all of them were the songs he was familiar with, and he looked down at them, basically not staying on those songs for a second.

Suddenly, he saw a song he hadn't heard before.

Rank 32: "Me"

Chen Wenyi snorted secretly: "Su Yun, is he a lucky newcomer again?"

Curious and jealous, he clicked into the song and played.

"Happiness is, there is more than one way to be happy. ”

"The greatest honor is that everyone is the glory of the Creator. ”

"Don't dodge, live for the life I love. ”

"Don't use powder, just stand in the corner of the light. ”

"I am who I am! ”

"The sky is wide, and we must be the strongest foam. ”

"I like me! Let the roses blossom with a fruit. ”

"In the lonely desert, the same bloom is naked. ”

"I am who I am, fireworks of different colors. ”

"The sky is wide, and we must be the strongest foam. ”

"I like me and let the roses blossom into a fruit. ”

"In the lonely desert, the same blooms...... Naked. ”

Chen Wenyi: "......."

He froze and sat in front of the computer.

After listening to it once, it will be automatically replayed, and the single song will be looped.

Chen Wenyi just sat in front of the computer, and his whole person was distracted.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but gush out of tears after so many tears had been accumulated.

"Wow, ah!!"

......

Two hours later, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Chen Wenyi was still sitting in front of the dilapidated computer, looping that song.

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I am..... I.... Is it?"

I don't know when the friends who originally decided to embark on the music path with him have left.

Chen Wenyi has always believed that it is because they are not strong-willed, what can people who are not determined do to succeed?

Chen Wenyi was disconnected from all of them, he was arrogant and disdained to be friends with those who gave up their dreams easily.

He firmly believes that as long as he persists, he will definitely succeed.

But..... He didn't.

Two years, three years, five years, ten years.

Now, it's eleven years ago.

It has been eleven years since he left his hometown at the age of twenty-three.

Two years later, he was still struggling to persevere.

At three years later, he was still convinced that he was going to succeed.

When he was five years old, he basically stopped writing songs, and would only silently watch the new songs on the music charts, and then mock it fiercely.

Ten years later, he didn't pay much attention to the music industry anymore, and was more thinking about how to survive in the city.

"I just... I... He smiled self-deprecatingly again, picked up a small, worn-out Nokia phone from his side, and flipped through the phone book.

"Li Weiwei, Zu Weiqian, Hongzi, Dan Bingzi, Erwa, Xunzi, Xiaoqian......" he read while flipping until the end: "Dad..... Mother. ”

Chen Wenyi carefully touched the Nokia screen full of scratches, and his eyes slowly became more energetic.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Wenyi was woken up by the alarm clock.

Putting the mobile phone on the bedside, Chen Wenyi rummaged through the entire house, and finally found a set of clothes and pants that could still be seen.

I changed my clothes and pants, walked to the edge of the cold plunge pool, put the almost empty shampoo bottle in it, then shook it, poured the shampoo mixed with foam on my head, and washed my hair that I hadn't washed for a long time with cold water.

Ten minutes later, he basically watched it, put on a hat, put on the guitar in the corner on his back, and pushed the door out.

Chen Wenyi came to a street with a lot of people, and on a cold winter morning in January, he was wearing two thin clothes and carrying a guitar on his back.

But his eyes were still determined, he opened the bag, took out the guitar, spread it out, and placed it in front of him.

He touched his beloved guitar, which was still brand new in the dilapidated and dirty rental house, and he had no intention of selling it, no matter how bad his life was, enough to show his love for it.

Gently plucking the strings, he sang:

"Happiness is, there is more than one way to be happy. ”

"The greatest honor is that everyone is the glory of the Creator. ”

His voice was different from Su Yun's, his voice was more hoarse and magnetic, he closed his eyes and continued to sing:

"Don't dodge, live for the life I love. ”

"Don't use powder, just stand in the corner of the light. ”

"I am who I am! ”

"The sky is wide, and we must be the strongest foam. ”

"I like me! Let the roses blossom with a fruit. ”

"In the lonely desert, the same bloom is naked. ”

I despise and hate those friends who give up their dreams easily, but don't I give up as well?

And they, in pursuit of a better and more fulfilling life, I lived like a lost dog, and laughed at them for giving up their dreams.

Unwillingness, anger, disappointment, despair.

Just when I heard this song, all these emotions that had been accumulated for years slowly dissipated.

Chen Wenyi sang hoarsely:

"I am who I am, fireworks of different colors. ”

"The sky is wide, and we must be the strongest foam. ”

"I like me and let the roses blossom into a fruit. ”

"In the lonely desert, the same blooms...... Naked. ”

That's right, I am who I am.

The sky is wide, and I want to be the strongest person!

Dad, Mom, wait for me, my son will definitely make some achievements and go back!

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

On New Year's Day, there are a lot of street performers all over the country, singing the same song.

The next day, hundreds of unknown artists and tens of thousands of netizens reposted the same song on the Internet.

On the third day, "Me" reached the top again with overwhelming listening and became the first place on the music billboard.

A month later, "Me" swept all the charts and became popular all over the world.

..........

Feng Yajun Studio.

Feng Yajun sat on the sofa, holding black tea in one hand, tasting it carefully.

Ji Xueqin was on the other side, holding a tablet in her hand, looking at the listening data of "Me", with a look of disbelief:

"This is too exaggerated, in one month, those songs that have been played in two years and three years have been surpassed?"

The corners of Feng Yajun's mouth curled slightly:

"In about another month, the increase in listening volume will slowly come down, and our song will be released in a month. ”

Ji Xueqin remembered that last time, Feng Yajun said casually: This song hasn't been used yet, you will know after a while, Ji Xueqin is silent.

She didn't take this sentence to heart, but now the data on the tablet in her hand was slapping her in the face.

She looked at Feng Yajun again, and her admiration for her increased again.

Ji Xueqin suddenly thought of her other words at that time in horror: It is estimated that when the time comes, those two heavenly kings will have a headache.

"It should ..... No way. Ji Xueqin prayed in her heart.