July 13th.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Li Qian opened his eyes.

The mattress is a little soft, and the original owner of the house is a couple who have been married for a few years, this should be someone's marriage bed, but Li Qian is not very comfortable, and when he wakes up, he feels that his back is a little sore.

But since he woke up, he still rubbed his eyes and got up as soon as possible.

At less than six o'clock, the red sun was still under the sea, but the sky was already bright.

Li Qian got up in his underwear, first went to the kitchen to pick up a pot of water to boil, then went to the bathroom to go to the toilet, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and when everything was cleaned up and the water was already boiling, he took the big tea he bought after moving in and made a sea of flower tea, and then returned to the bedroom, cleaned up the bed, and got dressed.

Then, he took his phone and keys and went downstairs.

There is not a small park not far from this neighborhood like Shengshi Garden, but the reason why Li Qian likes this place is because it is not far from the ancient city wall.

It was about 6:15 when he went out, and he jogged all the way for more than ten minutes before he reached the foot of the ancient city wall.

This ancient city wall was originally built in the Ming Dynasty, and later repaired by the Shun Dynasty, and it became a cultural relic completely after the founding of the People's Republic of China, but until now, although everyone knows that it is an antiquity, the government has not enclosed a fence to protect it, of course, it is not a park, but people who get up early in the morning to walk birds and practice boxing, but there are many people who will gather under the root of this city wall.

But Li Qian is not in a group with them, after he comes here, he will bypass them and climb the city wall directly from the inside - the city wall is an important weapon used to defend the city against the enemy in the era of cold weapons, such as Jinan Mansion, the specifications are naturally not low, and the remaining section of the ancient city wall is east-west, with a length of more than seven or eight hundred meters from east to west, and a width of about four or five meters. This width is enough for a horse race, which is naturally enough for Li Qian to unfold a posture to punch for a while.

About ten minutes later, after practicing his fists and feet, and taking a short rest, Li Qian got up and still jogged home.

The community where he is renting a house now is a relatively early commercial community in Jinan Prefecture. According to Li Qian's understanding, since the early 80s, the tide of commodity economy has become unstoppable, and the so-called commercial housing also arose at that time, and this community was built at about that time.

After more than ten years of community, a relatively stable living system has been formed.

At the east gate of the community, there are four or five breakfast spots alone.

After moving here, Li Qian had already eaten them one by one, and finally he chose the "Lao Zhao Hu Spicy Soup" opened by the Henan people as his breakfast point in the future - this shop does not sell many things like other places, they do not sell the most common soy milk fritters, nor do they have wonton steamed dumplings, and the store only sells four things: meat buns, vegetarian buns, Hu spicy soup, and tofu brain.

In addition to vegetarian buns, the other three are very suitable for Li Qian's appetite.

One dollar, three meat buns and a bowl of spicy soup is a beautiful breakfast.

Their buns are not too big, but the filling is honest and meaty, and the taste of the spicy soup is also very authentic, because they are really boiling beef hot.

Li Qian came back from running, went back to the east gate, bought breakfast and then went home.

By this time, the sun had already risen.

When he got home and took a shower, he went to the table with only a pair of underwear, poured a cup of warm chrysanthemum tea, and drank it slowly before starting to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, I finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and it was about half past eight.

Then, he would sit on a small two-seater couch and listen to a song for half an hour.

The player is his former Walkman, Nansheng's, and the speaker is a second-hand item he just bought from a video store a few days ago, and it's a pair of bookshelf boxes. Two hundred yuan, good condition, sound quality is okay.

Of course, a box of about two hundred yuan and a walkman of dozens of yuan, even if the value of Huayuan in this time and space seems to be much larger, but it is really impossible to talk about the sound quality at this price, but he doesn't pay attention to this now, he just doesn't want to wear headphones all day long to listen to songs and listen to ears.

The one left by Li Qian before, plus the new ones he bought later, now he has more than 100 tapes in his hand, most of which are pop and rock, and he has also bought a lot of tapes in English and Russian, but what he listened to in the morning was still his favorite in his previous life - Mozart.

A cassette tape has about forty-five minutes of playtime. For the first twenty minutes, he would sit on the couch and close his eyes and eat as he went, and after twenty minutes he would get up and mop the floor with a mop, then a rag and wipe it everywhere - by the time a cassette tape was finished, the whole room would be spotless.

At this time, it was already past nine o'clock.

Next, he would devote an hour to two things: try to compose the music for the songs he had recalled and write, and organize some of his previous thoughts and record some of the melodies that came to mind.

Of course, the melodies he recorded now are only fragments, but as more and more sparks of inspiration accumulate, many works will gradually take shape—many of Li Qian's works were created in this way in his previous life.

Some geniuses can create a song in an hour or two as soon as inspiration comes, but Li Qian knows that he doesn't have that kind of talent. I have talent, but I'm not that powerful, so I have to use stupid methods.

That is, accumulation.

Of course, in the middle of doing these two things, if he happens to touch a certain memory and suddenly remembers a certain song he heard in his previous life, Li Qian will also record it as soon as possible - for him, this is an extremely important capital, and he naturally does not tire of it.

Then, at about ten o'clock, he began to practice the song, which also lasted about an hour.

In this way, until about half-past eleven, he could complete all his tasks in the morning.

During this period, he would drink the flower tea of the sea cleanly.

At half past eleven, he got up, grabbed his mobile phone and keys, and rode his bicycle back to his home on the other side of Shengshi Garden for lunch.

Then, before a little bit, he will definitely come back here.

Between one and two o'clock, he would go back to his bedroom to take a nap - and even if he couldn't, he would lie down and pretend to sleep.

After two o'clock, he woke up, washed his face, and put on his guitar and went downstairs.

In the previous period, he spent three days riding a bicycle around the urban area of Jinan Prefecture, and had already made dense marks on a purchased urban map of Jinan Prefecture.

He's going to look for work.

There will definitely be no shortage of people in bars and dance halls that are too high-end, and those who can sing there are often singers or bands with considerable prestige in the local underground music scene, so Li Qian excluded those places from the beginning. Most of the bars he chose were not well-known, as well as mid-to-high-end restaurants, especially Western restaurants.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the day was naturally the hottest time, but at this time, lunch had passed and dinner was still early, but it was a good time for him to apply for a job.

Today he is going to the area of Xichun Road and Mingyuan Road, where middle and high-end restaurants gather, and on his map and small book, there are more than 20 places for him to apply for jobs.

At two o'clock, he came to the first one, found the front desk after entering the door, and then found the manager on duty, explaining the intention, the other party didn't even hesitate, and directly refused - there were already people singing in the store, and the cooperation was very good, and there was no intention to call people - So, Li Qian smiled and thanked him, and went out to another store.

The second one also refused. It's just that they never planned to recruit people to sing.

But in the third house, the manager on duty is a woman who looks about thirty years old, and at first glance she is the kind of shrewd and capable. I don't know what kind of psychology it is, in short, she didn't say yes or no, she just asked Li Qian to sing a song to her first, and she even called a few waiters in the restaurant at that time, and even a few people in the back kitchen ran out to join in the fun.

As long as people are willing to listen, that's a good thing.

So Li Qian sang them a song "Our Love" that had been prepared for a long time.

This is Cui Ming's song, the singer is not big, not too small, not popular, but also famous, but Li Qian likes it very much, especially his song "Our Love" - the lyrics are about breaking up, but it is not sad at all, even the lyrics and songs, are very open-minded, and even a little humor, Li Qian thinks that this song is sung in a restaurant, even if it can't stimulate appetite, at least it will make people feel comfortable, if some people can still listen to the song and cause a little sigh, it will be perfect!

The song is very good, although his voice is not a rare good voice, but it is not bad, plus a little singing skill he has practiced in the past month or so, he naturally won a full house.

The manager on the other side was also very satisfied, but the answer she gave Li Qian was that she needed to report to the top for instructions, and then asked Li Qian how much salary he needed.

This Li Qian is very casual, according to him, lunch and dinner are fine, and the price is not picky, you can give as much as you want, but he can only sing for an hour.

So, the other party left his phone number, promising to give him a phone call regardless of the decision above.

Li Qian thanked him and went out.

This is a very normal thing, in the past two days, Li Qian has come over one by one.

Some people will directly refuse, some will politely decline, some people will even wave their hands to drive people away, and of course, there are a few restaurants that are willing to listen to how he sings - from beginning to end, Li Qian's state of mind has always been very peaceful.

He just wanted to find a place where he could sing in public, and that's it.

Next, he went to a few restaurants and restaurants, most of them refused directly, but another restaurant asked him to try out, he sang a folk song with a light and melodious tune, but was interrupted impatiently in the middle of singing, Li Qian was not annoyed, and turned around and went out after thanking him - he guessed that it might be that the manager on the other side didn't like this kind of folk song very much, but this kind of bumped into it was really impossible to guess, and if he bumped into it, he would just admit that he was unlucky.

Then, when he didn't know that it was the ninth and tenth, he got another opportunity to audition.

The manager of this restaurant is also a woman in her thirties - after the fact, Li Qian was surprised to find that he was more popular in front of the female manager.

Then, in the manager's office, he sang a song by Zhou Yan "One Year Old and One Withered".

Zhou Yan's song, of course, is sensual enough and petty bourgeoisie.

"Spring is coming, so I sprouted,

At that time, I didn't know how the world was changing.

I just want to try to make a fragrant and beautiful flower.

You're here, so I love,

Under that fence on that morning in the middle of summer,

I am a fragrant and beautiful flower.

……”

Li Qian still sang very well.

As a singer, his age is there, his vocal cords have not completely stabilized, the bass is not deep enough, but it is delicate enough, and it is used to interpret Zhou Yan's songs, although it is not comparable with the original song, but it is enough to be called a unique flavor.

The manager on the other side was obviously satisfied.

So, historically, the other party actually agreed to let Li Qian come to audition for three days.

Of course, there is no salary.

Only after the audition is over, the other party decides to let him sing, and will make up the salary for these three days.

But Li Qian still agreed.

However, after agreeing to come to the audition for an hour from 7 to 8 p.m. every day, when he walked out of this store, he still walked to the next one without hesitation.

He won't stop until he finds at least one place where he can sing.

In fact, although it was only between 2 and 5 p.m. that was suitable for self-nominations, in the past two days, he had visited a full forty or fifty stores, and although most of them were rejected, about six or seven of them promised to give a reply.

And today, he also walked two streets in one go, entered more than 20 restaurants and restaurants successively, and did not turn around and go home until five o'clock.

Maybe tomorrow, he will go to the other two streets not far away to continue looking for opportunities.

And on the way home, he suddenly received a call from Liao Liao.