6. Goodbye Mom
The audience shouted, cheered, manic, and cried with joy, and the audience told Ye Qiu bluntly with different emotions: We like your song!
Even the arrogant Zuo Qi was full of excitement on her little face, such a scene she had only seen at European music festivals before. Zuo Qi pulled Luoyang to stand up and dance, driven by these two superb beauties, the audience became a sea of carnival.
Ye Qiu's mind was blank, he had waited for this scene for too long, too long.
So much so that he was empty for a moment, and he couldn't help but think of the past again.
In another time and space, winter in Kyoto is visual, for example, if you go out without gloves, you have to roll up your sleeves without putting your hands in your pockets, and no matter how temperamental a woman is, she can't escape this law.
Ye Qiu, who ran into walls everywhere, followed behind a producer. She is about in her early thirties, has a good appearance and temperament, and looks like a film and television actress, not a producer.
She's not very talented, and she doesn't have a lot of cards in the industry. So far, it's just a matter of helping three or two online artists to hype up two saliva songs. The level is very bad, and the lyrics are to the effect that Li went out to buy a dish, winter melon and eggplant broccoli. Add some soy sauce and chopped green onions, it's delicious, it's delicious.
The two saliva songs were unexpectedly popular, and as expected, the popularity was only for a week.
This is the work that she has been working for many years and can best prove herself.
After coming out of the record company, I walked to the parking lot on the ground, which was about a kilometer away and about ten minutes of walking. In this extremely cold weather, you can hurry up under your feet, and it will take seven minutes.
Removing the 3 minutes to identify herself and prove that she was not a stalker, Ye Qiu had less than 4 minutes to convince her.
She walks very fast with her hands in her pockets, like a penguin with uncoordinated limbs.
Ye Qiu humbly followed behind her, handed over his information, bent down and said, "Sister Chen, I'm Ye Qiu, this is my demo." Mr. Ji said that I have to ask your opinion about signing the contract. β
Hearing Mr. Ji's name, she finally took two steps slower, took Ye Qiu's information in her hand, flipped through it in two seconds, and said as she walked: "Ye Qiu? β
"Professional or amateur? I don't pick up newcomers, the level is not good, and there are a bunch of bullshit problems. β
"Sister Chen, don't worry, I graduated from the Conservatory of Music. β
"The conservatory of music is undergraduate, not good, the music attainment is not enough, there is no idea, and people are naΓ―ve. But barely. β
"Have you ever written a song?"
I wrote that there are about twenty songs in the information I gave you. β
"Is there a fire work?"
"Not yet. β
"Okay, I've read your conditions carefully, go back and wait for news. β
She walked up to her Mini and stopped: "It's too cold, I won't shake hands with you, I made an appointment with an artist to talk about the album." Who, the leaves are, see you later. β
Ye Qiu cheekily stopped the car and begged, "Sister, I really need this opportunity." Please help me pay the truth, can you sign me?"
Her face was full of impatience, and she scolded directly: "Don't be ashamed of your face, right? You stinky on the street, you don't have any points in your heart? At your level, you also want to sign a contract? If you are a toad, you will stop and stay in the stinky ditch, and dream every day to be a white swan, and the white swan is your ancestor?"
Being scolded by someone who was split on his head and covered his face, Ye Qiu clenched his fists and insisted: "Sister, I will definitely be on fire." Please take a look, just a look, and the songs I write will not disappoint you. β
"Crazy!" she grabbed Ye Qiu's information and threw it into the air, like a large snowflake.
"I wanted to save some face for you, don't forget it. β
"I've seen a lot of people like you, let's die of this heart!"
She opened the car door and closed it, they were still two insurmountable worlds.
Ye Qiu didn't worship her very much, so he had to worship under her jeans. In fact, nearly 100 entertainment companies on Yongle Street have been run by him, and this is the last one. If this family can't be signed, it will be difficult to take root in the city, when will I be able to take my mother over?
Ye Qiu transferred three subway and two buses before returning to the rental house.
The house is self-heating, the three families share a house, and he lives in room 3, which is less than ten square meters and has no windows.
Staying in it is like soaking in liquid nitrogen, and the whole body is cold.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a knock on the door, and the roommate said impatiently: "No. 3, are you No. 3, don't pretend to be dead, our gas has been stopped for a week, you hurry up and give out the shared money, 305 for one household, charge you 300, and I'll make up for the rest, you're welcome." β
Ye Qiu came back to his senses: "I'm sorry everyone, I'll come out and pay later." β
"Uncle Ri, it's really troublesome to share a house with a poor ghost, and you can't pay the gas bill!"
The other party scolded and walked away, Ye Qiu flipped through his backpack, and there was 50,000 yuan lying quietly in the bag, which was the money he earned by selling songs at a low price in the past two months.
Write songs day and night, fifty songs, the price of cabbage.
In fact, the songs he wrote are really good, and after selling those, several of them have already hit the top ten of the best-selling list.
It's a pity that the lyrics and songs are not his name, and the singers are not him.
Ye Qiu is not discouraged, there are no detours on the road to success!
He opened the bulging red envelope, and his mother's handwriting was still clearly visible: "Ye Qiu, come on." β
He trembled again and opened his sister's letter:
"Brother, my mother went to the hospital, and the doctor said it might be liver cancer. The county hospital did not have enough medical conditions, and we have been transferred. Mom said you were at a critical time, and wouldn't let us tell you. Your brother-in-law quit his job to take care of his mother, so you don't have to worry. Find a job and send a message to the family to reassure your mother. β
Ye Qiu flipped it again, and the letter was still eloquent, but it was full of exhaustion:
"Brother, the city hospital has been diagnosed, but my mother is doing well now, and I always miss you. Come on, get a job, and come back and have a look. The hospital spends money like water, just like robbing money, and your brother-in-law is also old. β
Ye Qiu flipped through his remittance slip, and had already remitted 50,000 yuan home, all earned by writing songs and doing odd jobs in bars, which was still a drop in the bucket, he knew that it was a disease of eating money.
Flipping down further, the wording of my sister's letter changed again:
"Brother, I paid the money this morning, and the doctor said that I could wait in line for surgery. Don't worry, Professor Zhang said that if you do this kind of surgery twice, you may get better. Your brother-in-law has been a bit irritable lately, and it's really hard for him. Mom lost her temper just now, she guessed that you gave the surgery fee, blame us for taking your money. Mom cried, saying that she was sorry for you and couldn't give you a good life without worrying about food and clothing. β
Ye Qiu took a deep breath, who said that you are sorry for me, only my mother is good in the world.
Send the 50,000 yuan back later, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you will continue the operation!
He decided to walk through Yongle Street again and knock on the doors of the entertainment companies one by one.
It's them who annoy me, what am I afraid of!
Fight with Mom!
"Number three, are you there number three?"
There was another knock on the door, and the girl next door stood at the door in a low voice, handing over a letter: "I'll pick up the courier, and by the way, I'll get your letter back." β
Ye Qiu thanked the other party, and hurriedly went back to the house to dismantle it: "Brother, mom can't do it." I was afraid that it would affect your job search, so I didn't tell you. Mom buried place, towards your city. When you miss your mother, kowtow to your mother, even if you come to see her off. β
"Hum", Ye Qiu's world collapsed.
He jumped off.
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"Ye Qiu, come on. β
The sound of the carnival was deafening, and Ye Qiu's mind returned to reality. As far as the eye can see, there are all his fans, and it feels so good.
It's time to say goodbye to that plane.
Living well is the best way to miss her.
Farewell, Mom.