Entering May, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Late on Sunday night, Fang Yan was writing songs alone in the hut, the small electric fan didn't work at all, the windows in the house were wide open, the door was completely open, and it was still stuffy.

Sweating.

Yang Zhenyu went back to the dormitory early to blow the air conditioner. Most of the rooms in the building are not air-conditioned, and when it first enters summer, it is damp and stuffy, like a steamer. Many residents left their doors wide open and snoring.

In the darkness, there was the sound of rushing water from the water room at the end of the corridor, and for a moment the sound of crackling slippers running by. A bearded man stood at the door, grabbed the door frame and asked, "Xiaoyan, you haven't slept yet?" ”

"Hey, Brother Li." Fang Yan smiled.

This man's name is Li Chunshui, he is in his 30s, and he has been working in the city for many years. Now, he rides his e-bike every day to deliver food. After living in an urban village for more than a month, Fang Yan and his neighbors became acquainted. Everyone knows that he can sing and play the piano, and he is very popular on the Internet.

"It's hot this day, and you can't let people live? But Xiao Yan, you still have to close the door when you sleep for a while, beware of losing things. Li Chunshui said, went back to the house and lay down.

At 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, Fang Yan didn't feel sleepy. He's going to finish the album tonight.

The name of the album he decided was "The First Night". Although it is a little literary, it is not too pretentious.

Every song tells a story that happened in the night. He has already written 8 songs, and he plans to write another one, making up for 9 songs.

In prison, the prisoners are very particular, and Fang Yan is also familiar with it, such as the number "ten" is unlucky.

The ninth song is called "Murder".

Fang Yan wrote: "Standing at the gate of the stone castle, you are waiting for someone to kill. The masquerade bells echo through the square, and your eyes are illuminated by the torches on the walls. ”

The story is true. His younger brother in prison, at the age of 16, was violently beaten by a rival in love with someone else for a girl. One night, he used a dagger to block his rival and killed them by mistake.

Fang Yan thought that when he was released from prison, he would be almost as old as Brother Li Chunshui. It's a pity that there are no assumptions in life.

In the song, the school gate becomes a castle, the bell after class becomes a bell, the middle school students who study on their own at night become unrecognizable ghosts, and the cold reality becomes strange and suspicious.

It's too hot, and the laptop is draining power very fast. Fang Yan writes on paper with a ballpoint pen. He prefers this primitive approach.

He didn't dare to play the piano and make noise with his neighbors, but it didn't matter, the notes floated in mid-air, Fang Yan arranged and combined them in his mind, and a hard melody appeared.

He Yu's previous songs were all light and thin pop songs, but Fang Yan wrote heavy rock. Depressed, abrupt, sharp, full of sensory impact.

The song is written, but it still needs to be revised, and the process is even more annoying.

It was almost 3 o'clock, Fang Yan took the basin, illuminated it with his mobile phone, and went to the water room to pick up a basin of cold water. The water room has a large window, and the cold fluorescence of the street lamp shines in, and everything is clear. One faucet is not tightened and is slowly dripping.

He stood in front of the window of the water room, looking out at the quiet night.

After being released from prison for more than a month, the trajectory of life is a sharp arc. While everyone was selling T-shirts, he wrote an album. Finally one thing was done.

Mom and Dad have been gone for almost 10 years. The beloved Su Su also turned the page. He had new friends and lovers. The life of the future is like a huge city entrenched in front of him, waiting for him to conquer.

…… It feels so good.

"Ahh

An exclamation came from the door of the water room. Fang Yan turned around and saw a thin figure standing at the door, a pair of shy eyes staring at him.

The girl was wearing only a small suspender, a pair of thin shorts, and a pink towel in her hand, which was probably too hot to bear. She blushed, her hands on her chest, and she stood still.

The girl lived in the room at the end of the corridor, which Fang Yan knew, but didn't know her name. Girls go to work during the day, and at night they have to carry large bags of clothes, small toys, power banks and other things to go out to set up stalls. Usually the two will say hello when they meet, but they haven't talked.

This kid. Fang Yan took half a basin of water, lowered his head and swooped back to the house.

It's much cooler.

The first song of the album is called "The Thief", which tells the story of a thief lurking under the moonlit night, robbing the rich, distributing shiny gold coins to the poor, and the thief was finally caught and killed, and no one collected his body, which was very sad.

The second song is called "Distant Night", which is more inexplicable.

"What happened that night, why didn't you tell me. What happened that night, and why don't people talk about it again? You cry and say, the ghosts are hidden. He gave me the last candle to illuminate the distant night. ”

The third song is called "Black River", which tells the story of a man who wants to cross a big river and go to the other side. But in the end he did not go to the other side, but built a boat and shuttled back and forth in the river, never stopping.

This is a little yellow song, but Fang Yan estimates that He Yu will definitely not be able to see it.

After the whole album was revised, Fang Yan took out a new notebook, re-copied it, made up the chords, and wrote down some arrangements for it.

There is only one guitar accompaniment, so be a little more brutal.

The sky turned into a refreshing blue unique to the early hours of the morning, and Fang Yan finally managed to finish the whole album. He was going to record a demo by himself and listen to it to He Yu.

Let her rock for a while. The songs of this eldest sister are all Jazz, pop, R&B and other genres. Occasionally, a heavy piece of music may be more popular with fans.

On Monday afternoon, He Yu posted another Weibo: "The special price is about to end, and it will change back to 799 pieces tomorrow." How's that, a t-shirt is good, right? ”

Hearing that the special price was coming to an end, there was a wail on Weibo.

Due to He Yu's vigorous promotion, more than 9,000 T-shirts from a treasure online store were sold during the special sale. On the circle of friends and Weibo, netizens are excited to post orders.

As soon as I received the delivery and held the T-shirt jar in my hand, the previous concerns and doubts of each customer were swept away. Carefully unpack, unscrew the lid of the cup, pull out the T-shirt, and unfold it in the air......

"A true work of conscience!"

"I hugged my T-shirt like I was holding a long-lost child from my previous life! I can't bear to wear it! ”

"The quality is invincible, wizards don't deceive!"

As the T-shirts were delivered to everyone, the wind on the Internet suddenly turned 180 degrees. The doubts and abuses in the post bar and Weibo are long gone. Instead, posts of various compliments.

Every customer who buys a T-shirt becomes a die-hard fan of the "Nameless Tavern" brand in a second, showing off everywhere. On the streets of major cities in China, people wearing this T-shirt are extremely proud.

To Lao Liu's surprise, several digital evaluation agencies and official accounts also issued special unboxing videos, treating T-shirts as mobile phones, and came to a 360-degree all-round evaluation.

Fang Yan sent a WeChat message to Qin Yun, reporting that we have made a lot of money.

Qin Yun quickly replied: "No, you sold an extra 7,000 pieces at a special price, which is equivalent to a loss of 2.1 million ......."

The original price of the T-shirt was restored to 799, and the sales fell instantly.

At this time, a small manufacturer and a small online store of a certain treasure have already started the idea of "nameless tavern" T-shirts and made imitations. As a result, whoever does it dies.

It is a lot of money to open the mold to make water cups and jars, and small manufacturers can only buy ready-made jars, and the quality is very inferior. The version of the T-shirt can be directly plagiarized, but the materials and inkjet painting process can't keep up.

Hung on the Internet, for people to laugh at.

The most important thing is that the sky-defying price of 799 is there, like an incomparably tough city wall, which no one can break. Imitations from small manufacturers can only be bought for 49. After that, the price was reduced by 39, 29, and 19 yuan...... Finally, there is a 9.9 free shipping impulse.

As soon as Fang Yan woke up and was still lying on the bed, he called He Yu and said that the album had been written.

He Yu was frightened and asked, "The album has been written?" Hey, hey, stones, it's only been a few days? ”

"When do you have time, come?"

Fang Yan said his own idea: the nameless tavern will sing, and the recording will be made at the same time, on the spot. It would be best for He Yu to spare a week to concentrate on rehearsing together and finding his form.

He Yu groaned for a long time.

She trusted Fang Yan very much, but now she wasn't sure. The previous plan was to write the album in half a year, and the time was already very tight, but Fang Yan actually got it done in a few days. She wants to look at the quality of the song first.

"Stone, this is no joke." He Yu was a little irritable and said. "Is your song really good?"

"Really."

"You...... How nice. ”

It's hard to describe. He pondered for a moment and said, "It's as good as a T-shirt." ”