(a)

Sadness made Chang Xia fall asleep, but the horror made Chang Xia wake up from the dream, where am I, she asked herself.

Then she slept again. When Chang Xia was asleep and in great tranquility, the whole body was terrified, because the earth disappeared from her, and the dream began. She floated in the sea, and beneath her, the turbid currents swayed and tossed and turned under the boat. A faint light crashed across the dark sea.

Chang Xia seemed to wake up and sleep, and asked himself in a trance, where am I? How did I end up in this strange city? The night light is like black water, where is my body floating?

In the wee hours of the morning, the phone rang suddenly. Chang Xia, who was immersed in the dark night, grabbed the microphone in some fright.

"It's me." Her heart settled as soon as she heard this, but her eyes still couldn't be opened. Bai Xian said that he was reading Zhu Guangqian's "Aesthetic Foundation", and called Chang Xia when he saw the excitement.

Uh-huh, the microphone is placed on the pillow, and the head on one side is pressed against the microphone. In this way, the two hands can be freed and can still be placed under the covers; My eyes could still be closed, half of them walking in the dark of sleep, and the other half could listen to him soothe my ears in the dark.

Chang Xia likes to call Hyun in the middle of the night. The sound was like a dark dream piercing the grass of the brain.

He is engaged in drug sales, and he actually reads this kind of purely literary and artistic books.

"Beauty and literature need to transcend something." He said that seeing that beauty has different forms, "ugly" can also be beautiful, and "tragedy" is also beautiful, thinking of their situation, I can't help but be a little excited, maybe it can be surpassed, and memories in the future are a kind of beauty of life.

Chang Xia muttered in his heart, how to surpass? I cried a lot last night because of the pressure of survival, can I surpass it this morning?

The peeled walls were aged like the faces of old ladies and old men, and at the frills of the red curtains in the room, a piece of wall skin peeled off as if suffering from vitiligo. Walking down the staircase in the darkness of the night, I felt like a thief.

The only scenery in the courtyard is two large trees, whose branches are higher than the fifth floor, adding a barren and primitive flavor to this courtyard. And the rent that I can't afford to pay tomorrow, well, these are all the beauty of life that can be surpassed in the future.

(b)

In the night storm, lightning flashed through the windows with hideous faces, thunder exploded on the roof, and the room seemed to fall into the dark kiln.

The two girls screamed and scurried out of their rooms like frightened cats. It looks like someone maliciously cut the wires. The two girls looked at each other, and in the darkness they couldn't see each other's faces. "What to do?" Chunchun asked in a panic.

However, Chang Xia calmed down, and the life and death scenes that he often witnessed in the hospital secretly gave Chang Xia a layer of courage. "Let's go next door and see if there's a power outage?"

Hearing a knock on the door, the middle-aged man in the house opened the crack in the door: "What about your power outage?" Hearing the two girls' inquiries, he asked rhetorically. The lights were on in his room, and the light peeping through the cracks in the false door illuminated his loose crewneck overshirt and large shorts.

"Well, there's a power outage, I don't know what's going on?"

Seeing the smiles of the two girls asking for help, he leaned into the room, his feet still standing in the doorway, and his upper body turned up like a falling tree, with an extra broom in his hand as he turned up.

A few steps forward when he went out, there was an electric switch on the corner of the wall, he stepped on his feet slightly, and the broom went straight up, which was like a needle in the sea, and the light in the room shone in an instant.

The two girls were grateful.

After entering the house, "Why are girls so stupid?" Chang Xia said. That is, how to leave a man, as if he couldn't live. "We'll find out next time." Chang Xia said.

Because Bai Xian was absent for a long time, Chang Xia later found that he had unknowingly become a master of life, changing light bulbs, repairing gas stoves, going to toilets, etc., like a man, which is a later story.

(b)

Chunchun Nawu is in the jump of the Monopoly game all day long, Chang Xia reads English every day, and insists on turning on the computer to practice writing. I also contributed to the newspaper supplement, and I had a small income, but it was not a long-term solution.

Another important task is to read the job board of the newspaper every day. A few years later, Chang Xia, whose life has stabilized, still likes to read job advertisements, and every time she sees a job advertisement, she seems to see how many surging figures behind it, and how many life trajectories are about to change. Sometimes I think it's funny, the invisible market is manipulating life. People are inexplicably shaped by fluctuations in their needs.

The words "work experience", which are usually ironclad, are suddenly like Zhu Bajie's nail rake, which will drive the little demon into the hard loess lump of Xinjiang.

One day, flipping through the newspaper, I saw a small advertising company recruiting advertising copy.

Chang Xia has been forced to be extremely bold, and he dares to go to any job interview, as long as he doesn't kill people.

Although I don't know what the advertising copy looks like, this small advertisement is so unpretentious embedded in the cracks, presumably the company's employment will also be "unpretentious", which is always related to her specialty.

The person who came out for the interview had a very big mouth on his face, the mouth was so big that he squeezed his chin, and this mouth occupied the lower half of his face, so his face could be evenly divided into two parts, and the glasses occupied the upper half of the country.

Thin, clothes like hanging on the upper and lower drying racks. She saw that his skinny feet were actually wearing a pair of low-quality men's sandals with open toes.

The "big mouth" person is very amiable, and he is very interested in flipping through the so-called collection brought out by Chang Xia.

It was a large thick copy that Bai Xian bought, carefully sorted out the articles that Chang Xia had messed up, pasted it on the hard copy, indicated the source, and neatly wrote the table of contents on the homepage.

In this way, it seems that the weak tofu cubes published in the newspaper by Chang Xia are quite large and brilliant.

But Bai Xian's efforts only created a brilliant beginning effect, what people need is the experience of cacti taking root in the desert, seeing that Chang Xia has not been engaged in copywriting for a day, the "big mouth man" wants to politely refuse.

He pointed to an empty desk for Chang Xia to sit down, and gave her a few pieces of manuscript paper and a pen. Let her do an ad idea on the spot. Let Chang Xia retreat from the difficulty.

We watch commercials every day, but how to write advertising scripts?

In fact, this "big mouth" person is also a layman, how can a good advertising idea be in the brain of a genius? The advertisements for "Pantene" are almost all long black and shiny hair, which is a simple advertisement for functional appeal, but it is also based on a full investigation of the psychology of consumers; An advertisement from some advertising agencies is based on the investigation of different provinces.

How can this be a fairy flying flower outside the sky, and all the immortals are like hemp? Of course, Chang Xia doesn't understand. If she knew, she wouldn't have come to this small advertising agency for an interview.

Advertisements are everywhere on weekdays, and it seems that imagining the footage of advertising is as easy as eating.

Chang Xia sat there and gave full play to his imagination in writing novels. Write one, get denied, and then imagine again. Writing a fragment of a novel scene, for a whole afternoon, Chang Xia sat in a seat in that small advertising agency, meditating, his ass never leaving the seat, and turning a deaf ear to people coming and going.

The light outside was getting darker and darker, and the alarm clock on the wall was ticking to nearly five o'clock, and the "big mouth" finally said: "Xiao Chang, come here, you really move me, although you can't, but you have been sitting there all afternoon, and you have been writing and scratching." In this way, you can come to our company and try to make an advertising copy, with a salary of 500 a month. ”

Chang Xia was almost as happy as a high school student who had been admitted to college. It's only 500, only half of the salary in the hospital before Chang Xia. And in the past, there were housing, medical insurance, pension and so on.

The 500 yuan here can still only make her live below the poverty line, where she is half-fed and unable to pay the rent, but she is still so happy that she almost jumps.

In this city, in addition to renting a house, there is finally another place where she can accept her temporarily, and this is the first paid job she has found. The one who sells English textbooks doesn't have a penny base salary, of course it doesn't count. Perhaps, she is about to start with this, dancing a gorgeous urban waltz. She was ecstatic and called Bai Xian to tell him.