Bichao luxury hotel.

Hou Xueming habitually wore a pair of big sunglasses, and at the same time pulled a big suitcase and walked into the largest hotel in Cannes.

But at the same time as the doorman greeted him, he took off his sunglasses and asked the doorman, "Do you know me?"

The doorman was stunned for a moment, looking at this young man who was wearing a brand-name suit that was worth a lot of money at first glance, taking care of himself meticulously, and was very decent, knowing that this kind of person must be either rich or expensive.

However, not all people who are either rich or noble can be known by others, so the doorman cleverly avoided this question and just smiled slightly: "Sir, what can I help you with?"

"Hehe, I really don't know!" Hou Xueming didn't care, but smiled a little helplessly: "But it's okay, take me to open your best presidential suite"

"Huh?"

"Any questions?"

"Oh, no, how many of you?"

"1 place!"

10 red tickets were stuffed into the doorman's hand, and in the next second, Hou Xueming successfully lived in this luxurious suite that was enough to overlook the entire Cannes.

However, staying here for one night was not his purpose.

What he wanted to do was end his life in this luxurious room. And before it was over, he still wanted to enjoy this last time.

He still has a total of 10,000 yuan, and this presidential suite cost 8,000 yuan, and the tip to the doorman is 1,000 yuan, so there is 1,000 yuan left. This last thousand dollars is enough for a person to eat a luxurious dinner.

After dinner, it's over.

Why end?

If the doorman at that time could quickly recognize himself as Hou Xueming, a rising star who won the championship in a huge and well-known talent show two years ago, then he would have tipped him at most a hundred yuan and opened an affordable standard room.

Then, take a shower, eat, have a good night's rest, and then continue to go to various bars and night clubs tomorrow to promote yourself and let life go on as usual. Everything is just another place, from Kyoto to Beijing and Shanghai, and then from Beijing and Shanghai to Cannes, but since there are still people who remember themselves, then there is a need to live.

But you killed it all with your own hands.

This sentence was said by Hou Xueming to the doorman in his heart, and at this moment, he felt as if he had become a martyr, although he still took a bath and still ate, but in this city, he took the most expensive bath and ate the most expensive meal.

After eating and drinking, he began to look around at the bathroom where he had taken a bath, and it was very good, there was even a standard sauna room!

Hou Xueming took a deep breath, and began to take out the charcoal in the suitcase into the sauna with reverence, muttering to himself while digging: "It's okay for me, I can't be on the TV station's party, no matter how good the singer sings, it's useless to sing well, wandering all year round, chic in front of people, depressed in the back, tired, really tired"

He didn't say much, but he really said his current embarrassment and the reason why he was bent on dying.

The genius of the past, no one really knows him anymore, rather than living in embars, it is better to be remembered after death.

And, dying in the best hotel in Cannes, there must be enough of a sensation.

Hou Xueming smiled helplessly, made all preparations, waited for the arrival of twelve o'clock at midnight, and then walked into the sauna, sealed all the vents, and then lit these charcoals, and let himself die after twelve o'clock at midnight.

And now, Hou Xueming looked at his watch, it was only a quarter past eight in the evening, so what should he do during this time?

Just light a cigarette, drink a glass of red wine, and go online to find that song and listen to it again!

《TheDayIDied》

ThedayIdiedwasthebestdayofmylife

The day I die will be the best day of my life

This was the first English song Hou Xueming learned at that time, but today, he feels that this song is really the most compatible with him, and it is also the most recent.

So, while pulling out his laptop and connecting it to the Internet, he continued to dig things out of his suitcase.

A fine Cohiba SigloIV cigar was given to him a year ago by a very bold female guest in a bar in Beijing and Shanghai.

A bottle of red wine from Chateau Margaux, given to him by a French businessman after listening to his live performances in the year he first became famous.

Once upon a time, these things were sacred, but today, even the most sacred things will be dispersed with the wind.

Hou Xueming leisurely highlighted a big smoke ring, and took a sip of indescribable red wine, and this feeling is also an indescribable taste.

In fact, what he pursues is a life where he can smoke this kind of cigarette and drink this kind of wine leisurely without any worries, and talk and laugh in high society.

And now, on such a night, one person completes such a luxurious farewell ceremony.

ThedayIdiedwasthebestdayofmylife

The day I die will be the best day of my life

Smoking cigarettes and drinking wine, Hou Xueming wanted to find this song, and then keep looping until 12 o'clock at midnight, so it should be a memorial in advance!

However, when he searched in the browser, he suddenly saw a post, or rather, at this moment, Hou Xueming saw such a post all over his eyes!

Li Youyang's second rooftop concert is shaking! Cannes classic music broadcast is being broadcast live throughout the whole process!

Here's the link!

Li Youyang?

Hum!

Hou Xueming couldn't help but scoff, but he was just a grassroots singer who didn't even have a folk art certificate, and he really thought that he could go against the sky with "Green Apple Paradise" and "Butterfly Flying"?

Unlike most people, although Li Youyang has been very popular recently, Hou Xueming has always been immersed in his own world and has always scoffed at Li Youyang.

Even "Green Apple Paradise" and "Butterfly Flying", as well as "Realization", which set off a trend of covers a few days ago, although he also listened to it, he was not optimistic.

Why not be optimistic?

Because these songs are too commercial and not sincere at all!

Li Youyang is a sensational guy, I can also write such a song, why can he be popular, and I will be forgotten?

Hou Xueming was unwilling, but he was powerless to change everything, so he wanted to use a gorgeous death to make the final proof.

There is also a singer named Hou Xueming in this world, who once shined on the national talent show "Starlight Stage" two years ago, you should not forget!

However, what kind of mystery will Li Youyang make this time?

Well, in my brother's last days, just look at what you've come up with as a sudden, much-loved grassroots singer.

Well, there is still a fee, but fortunately, there is still some money in the online banking, even if my brother gives you a reward, I will order it

Fortunately, Hou Xueming paid successfully and clicked into Li Youyang's concert.

At this moment, Li Youyang and Li Yiyi were singing the song "In the Spring", and then, Hou Xueming sadly discovered that it was actually himself who was insincere, and he was the one who dared not face it

But I was so happy at the beginning

Although there is only a broken acoustic guitar

In the streets, under bridges, in the fields

Singing the song that no one cares about

Hou Xueming felt that such lyrics were like a carving knife, drawing a map on his heart!

What kind of spirit is this! A spirit that is not afraid of difficulties and challenges, has tenacity in peace, and has hope in difficulties!

If such works are not sincere, what else is sincere?

Listening to "In the Spring", Hou Xueming felt that he was constantly deviating and subverting!

What deviates is the will of death, and it is oneself that is subverted!

Even if you die, you have to bury yourself in the spring, otherwise you won't even have the qualifications to die!

Counting the days, it seems that tomorrow will be the beginning of summer, and after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it is summer, and I have no time to die

And when Li Youyang sang "Life Like a Summer Flower" with the four girls, Hou Xueming completely gave up all plans about death, and even forgot why he came to this hotel.

Because in that short period of a few minutes, he really burst into tears, he was moved, and he was also pious and repentant! Like the thousands of viewers at this time, he was in front of the computer and sang along with Li's melodious singing!

I'm here!

It's worth it!

Make life as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves!

This is a kind of magnificence of life, although it is said that it is death, but my life is not really gorgeous, how can I easily talk about death?

Hou Xueming was completely conquered by such a great vitality, even if it was short-lived, but it must be intense!

And what about further on?

Miss your laughter

Missing your coat

Miss your white socks

and the smell on you

I miss your kisses

and fingers with a faint taste of tobacco

The taste of being loved in memory

When Hou Xueming saw the beautiful girl named Chen Ying and an angel, with a voice that was extremely sweet, he sang such a song called "Taste", especially when it came to this Gao tide, he was stunned!

I suddenly remembered the girl next door in my hometown, and I wonder if she was still waiting for me, because my departure that year was so unclear

Hehe, although you look very handsome when you smoke. But it's better to smoke a little less, and take care of yourself in another country

Okay, my album is out, I'll come back to see you.

It's a pity that Hou Xueming has no album to release at all, and of course he hasn't gone back.

Hou Xueming twisted the Cuban cigar into a ball, poured all the red wine into his stomach in one go, and then howled in such a taste