My name is Wu Yongzhi, and I am a group of people from the lowest strata of society. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There is no fixed salary, shelter, or even three meals a day.

I shuttle through the city's nightclubs, bars, and even baths every day, just to earn a few dozen dollars.

At the same time, I also have a title that many people have: the wandering singer.

The deep bass, the pungent smell of smoke, the noisy crowd, the paralysis of alcohol, accompanied by my roar, made me numb and drunk again and again, and then dragged my anesthetized body, carrying a broken acoustic guitar on my back, and more of my own messy and dirty dwelling.

This is true every day, and today is no exception......

The bustling city, the lively crowds, and the dim street lamps make this city extraordinarily prosperous. Inside a bar that says "youth", it's even more noisy, with harsh heavy metal, and the madness of men and women, making this bar particularly noisy.

Among them, some people are drinking, some are partying, and some are even looking for their prey for tonight, and then go back and have a good time!

I was at the front of the bar, on the stage with the band, roaring the song that had been going on countless times - "Love When You Die".

After singing a song, the people in the audience were coaxing, I am the resident singer here, so everyone is very familiar with me, habitually sent me a few glasses of beer, and then coaxed off the stage.

"Brother Dazhi, let's do one more song." A boy, dressed in a pattern with his hair dyed white, about twenty-two or three years old, smoking a cigarette and shouting at a girl in his arms below.

A woman also shouted: "Dazhi, one more, as long as you are singing one, I will go with you tonight!" ”

Her shouting drew a lot of heckles, and it was clear that I was still quite popular.

It's just that this woman's language is very disgusting to me, even though I have been here for many years.

I laughed, and as a result, a hotel princess brought a beer, stood in front of the microphone and said: "Thank you for your support, it's old-fashioned, I don't want to say anything else, just for your passion, I did it!" The last few words were almost shouted by me, and then I unequivocally tilted my neck and drank a glass of 500 ml draft beer for only a dozen seconds.

People's passions were successfully instigated, and many hot-blooded young people followed my example and did it directly, and the noise of the people rose again, and the passion continued, shouting almost in unison:

"One more!"

"One more!"

I feel bitter in my heart, it's the same old way, every time. I have been wandering here all the year round, my appetite has long been over, I drank my stomach one by one, and then I wanted to vomit, but I couldn't vomit yet, because there were still many guests in the audience, and I didn't even dare to burp, for fear that I would vomit out when I hiccuped.

I had no choice but to hold on, but the princess of the hotel brought up the draft beer once again drank it all, and then the glass was empty, proving that there was no more wine in it.

I resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit: "Next, it's going to be twelve o'clock, and after twelve o'clock, we will close the door according to the regulations, so in the next twenty minutes, I will sing "Love When You Die" again for everyone, okay!" I held the broken acoustic guitar in my hand high and roared loudly.

The scene of passion has numbed countless people, some people are happy, some people are disappointed, there is no doubt that wine is the best thing, it makes the happy people and the distressed people have a topic together. It is the one that makes countless people completely crazy and free at night, but it is not a good thing, because it kills countless people and plunges countless people into madness. Wine! It's an angel and a devil coexisting.

In those 20 minutes, I sang two more songs, drank seven beers, and then walked off the stage and let people dance on their own, and then some people who asked me for a drink drank with me.

When I got off the stage, I walked very slowly, because my brain nerves were paralyzed, and I was afraid that I would accidentally fall here and get drunk.

The moment I turned around, my eyes froze for a moment, and then I looked around.

Xiao Xin, who beat the drum kit for me, said to me from behind: "Brother Zhi, who are you looking for?" ”

I shook my head and said, "No, I was probably dazzled just now!" Then I continued to walk down, and just at that moment, I seemed to see a person, a woman, my first love. Mengjie! I know that many years later, today, when these two words appear in my mind, my whole body is still trembling slightly, the beautiful and lovely silhouette of the girl slowly emerged in my mind, and then I was wiped out, once, at the age of ignorance, I think we all went crazy to ask for our love, but love this thing, can't say, the way is unknown, we can't leave, but we can't keep it!

"Hey! Brother Zhi, hard work. "A young man gave me a glass of wine and patted me on the shoulder.

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder as I walked, and took the beer: "Thank you, brother!" ”

If I have to attribute the mistake of love to one person, I think I will not hesitate to attribute it to myself, and I can only blame myself for not persevering at the beginning, not having strong beliefs, and being too young and ignorant.

Mengjie, she is my first lover, but she is also my only lover in the past ten years, at least not the second one yet.

I sat in my seat at the bar, drinking and chatting, and I looked around out of the corner of my eye, only to see a girl entangled with a man.

"Mengjie!" I said her name at once, but it was not loud, and in the noisy environment, almost only I could hear it, and I ran over in a lost soul, and to be honest, it was torture to run after drinking.

"Mengjie!" I stood across from her, forgetting for a moment that this was a bar, forgetting that this was a bar, forgetting the people around me, and showing the purest smile in all these years. For a moment, it was as if I had gone back many years ago.

Meng Jie looked at me, her eyes were a little evasive, she didn't seem to want to face me, but she was embarrassed and didn't know how to leave, "Why are you here?" She asked a nonsensical question.

His words made me sober up a lot, and my mood dropped a lot at once, as if in an instant, the ground rose into the sky, and then I fell into the sea all at once, and I said, "I'm a singer here." ”

At this time, a man in a suit came over and pushed me, and said unceremoniously, "Who the fuck are you?" ”

At this time, I paid attention to the shift, looked at the man, smiled and said, "Resident singer of the Youth Bar, Wu Yongzhi, hello!" Then he held out his hand and shook hands.

The man tilted his head, looked at me with disdain, nodded, and said, "It turned out to be Brother Zhi, I was sorry just now." But he didn't shake my hand at all, and even turned around and did it.

"Let's go!" Meng Jie twisted her head to the side.

I seemed to understand something at once, but instead of leaving, I walked up to the person and said with a smile: "What's the matter, buddy, I invite you to drink, today I have a treat!" ”

The man said very arrogantly: "No need, your salary is not high, it's not that your buddies look down on you, today you have a treat, I'm afraid it will consume a month's salary of you, what's the matter, this woman is from your hotel?" Don't want to sleep with me all night? ”

As soon as I heard this, I understood everything at once, and said, "No, she is not from our hotel, but she is my friend, give face, don't worry about him, okay!" "I tried to keep it to the lowest point.

"I heard you're pretty good at drinking?" The man asked me.

I shook my head with a smile and said, "Everywhere, my friends have to give it to me, so I have to drink it." ”

"Okay, you drink all the wine here, and forget it!" The man beckoned, and the five or six younger brothers behind him took out the wine, which was full of five large bottles, a bottle of whiskey, a bottle of Remy Martin, a bottle of brandy, a bottle of vodka, and a bottle of Lafite, but fortunately only a third of them were left, and then he called the waiter to bring a stack of wine glasses, and the wine glasses were soon full, and there were eleven glasses.

"Drink!" The man lit a cigarette and walked backwards, crossing his legs.

I nodded and said with a smile, "If I don't drink it, I will definitely be considered not to give your brother face, I will drink." "In bars, it's normal for this to happen, and if you don't drink, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave.

A large group of people slowly gathered around, looking at me, looking like they were watching a play.

I picked up a quilt and drank the wine in one gulp, and the bitter and fiery vodka suddenly ignited in my heart.

"Don't drink it!" Mengjie grabbed my arm to touch the second glass of wine.

I slowly pushed her away, shook my head and said, "You don't care! ”

A glass of wine made my body feel a strong rejection, and I almost couldn't help but vomit it several times, but I forced it back with wine.

Eventually, in the midst of great suffering, I drank all the wine, and the man finally let us go.

I glanced at Mengjie, then walked away with my broken wooden guitar.

When I walked out of the hotel and around the corner, I finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground, vomiting incessantly, and getting my jacket and shoes all over the place.

When I was dazed, a figure ran up, then crouched down, wiped the vomit off my body, and helped me away.

I have already sent you a drunk, and I just have that figure in my mind, Mengjie, and in the end, I still didn't hold on, and I passed out, not knowing what happened.

Maybe I'm getting drunk and I'm going to be troublesome or even dirty, or maybe I'm just sleeping quietly. Anyway, when I woke up, I was already in my hotel bed.