113 The waters are merciless

Yu Shan pondered for a moment and decided to wait and see. With 17 years of fresh information, Yu Shan only needs to send out some tunes, and it is easy to make a band a hit. But what about after the boom? Maybe what brings the other party is not the so-called smooth road to heaven, but the trouble of fame, desire, money, and road choice entangled together. Maybe Xie Yugang will never find his heart again, and he can't find the music path that originally belonged to him.

Everyone's pursuit is different, Yu Shan feels that people like Xie Yugang are calm, tranquil, and willing to be lonely, and who are dedicated to pursuing their own music path, it is better to wait and see from afar and not to disturb. So Yu Shan just watched from afar, slapped hard at the end of Xie Yugang's performance, raised his wine glass high and applauded Xie Yugang, who is not singing very well now.

The concert continued, and one after another unknown underground bands took the stage, swaying their youth and talent, not for fame and fortune, but for this moment to bloom on the small stage. Xu Hui seemed to be infected, and the whole person was completely immersed in it, swaying her body to the rhythm of the music, or singing along.

Yu Shan saw the burning desire in Xu Hui's gaze, maybe this girl was born to belong to the stage. Towards ten o'clock, the concert ended, and the small owner of the bar, Zhang Luo, took a group of band members to dinner. This little boss is also quite miserable, the first rock concert is very popular, and it has become the self-congratulatory of the northern underground band, and the little boss is purely losing money and making money.

The hopscotch bar was quiet, with only five or six customers left, and the bustle of the band was replaced by soft, soothing country music. It can be seen that tonight's concert has touched Xu Hui a lot, even if the concert has ended, the excitement on Xu Hui's face has not faded. She said excitedly: "Today is my happiest day. ”

Yu Shan asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Because I finally know where I'm going to go." Pointing to the darkened stage in the corner, she said, "One day I'm going to hold my guitar and I'm going to stand there singing my own song." ”

Yu Shan smiled and said, "Have you thought about it?" It's not to hit you, it's not that easy to follow. Bands and singers who are more or less talented and diligent enough didn't sing in the end, and ran bars all day long in order to make a living. ”

Xu Hui smiled and shook his head: "I didn't think about it so much, I just thought that I would be very happy to be able to sing all the time." ”

"If you have a good attitude, then I wish you to become a big singer as soon as possible."

The two goblets touched gently, and Xu Hui drank the cocktail in the glass. The low-strength alcoholic beverage made her fair face flush slightly. She sighed softly and said, "I never wanted to be a singer, I just wanted to sing my favorite songs and participate in a music festival once in a while...... I've only seen photos of foreign music festivals in magazines, and maybe it will be even more lively than the concert just now. ”

As a veteran rock lover, Yu Shan has some knowledge of major music festivals in China. There were no music festivals at this time in '98, and it wasn't until 2,000 years ago that the first midi music festival was held in Beijing. Yu Shan thought that it would only be two years at most, so he said: "It's not easy to participate in the music festival? Two years, two years at most, and then I'll take you to the festival. ”

"Really?" Xu Hui's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Of course it's true, when did I lie to you?"

"Then it's a deal!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

After sitting for a while, Xu Hui dissipated the excitement of the concert, and then got up and left. They met Yang Rui and Ding Dakan at the door of the bar, and the two of them were squatting by the wall, smoking cigarettes and talking about the mountains there.

"What are you two talking about? The conversation was so energetic. ”

Ding Dakan said: "Hey, just now a taxi hit a motorcycle, and the two drivers stood in the middle of the road and scolded each other for several minutes." Yang Rui and I thought that this was going to be done, but I didn't think that after scolding the two of them, they found a phone call for insurance, and left like a person after dealing with it. ”

Yang Rui echoed on the side and said: "If you don't say that the southerners don't plant, if you put it aside in the north, you have to do it if you can't talk about it in two sentences." ”

When did Marina become South? Yu Shan and Yang Rui were not clear, so they simply did not comment. Yu Shan also encountered the things that these two people encountered, at that time Yu Shan was sent to the magic capital, and on the way to get off work, he saw the two electric cars crashing together, and then the two scolded each other for half an hour. Yu Shan thinks that every place has its own personality traits, or a habit of doing things. Speaking of the matter in front of them, southerners will think that northeasterners are too barbaric, and northeasterners, in turn, think that southerners have not planted. The most interesting thing is that everyone is convinced of their own opinions. Yu Shan once reflected on it and felt that this was a prejudice full of regional discrimination.

On the way back, there was a thunderstorm and sparse raindrops. Yu Shan, who was sitting in the car, always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

There was nothing to say all night, and before leaving the next day, Yu Shan arranged today's trading techniques for Zhang Mingsheng, and walked back in a hurry after breakfast. The sky was still overcast, like thick ink that could not be dissolved. As soon as the car left the beach, fine raindrops fell.

"It's broken!" Yu Shan muttered to himself, he finally remembered.

It's 1998, and we're catching up with a once-in-50-year flood. Vague memories emerged little by little, Yu Shan remembered the summer vacation of '98, from the beginning of the holiday to the beginning of school, there was almost no sunny day. When I woke up in the morning, I could hear the sparse sound of rain outside the window. That year, unless Yu Shan stayed at home, he had to wear water boots whenever he went out.

Because of the heavy rain, Yang Rui didn't dare to drive fast, and only let the Audi 100 maintain a speed of 70 kilometers per hour. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that I got off the highway and arrived at Shengjing.

The four of them got out of the car and found a dumpling restaurant to make do with it. Yu Shan was afraid that the rain would get heavier and heavier, blocking the way back, so he urged him to continue walking. This time, the driver was replaced by Yang Rui, and the speed was also not fast, and he drove until half past seven in the evening before entering Siping City. It was dark and rainy, Yu Shan saw this situation, and he had to go, don't go. So the four of them found a hotel with decent conditions and stayed for one night.

The next day, they got up early, and the four of them had breakfast and continued to rush north. On the national highway through Changchun, and then drive out less than 30 kilometers can not walk, far away you can see, the flooding of the Songhua River has turned the distance into a piece of Ze country. Yu Shan, Ding Dakan, and Yang Rui combined, the road when they came here was not to go, so they could only return from afar, take a detour to Binjiang and then return to Qibei.

After a long time of hard U-turn, the car drove back to Changchun and drove towards Binjiang. It was also lucky, when I arrived at the riverside, the flood was about to overflow the roadbed. Yu Shan estimated that if it was half a day later, the road would have to be sealed. At this time, the riverside was very tense, and when the road detoured out of the city, you could always see groups of People's Liberation Army and armed police holding red flags trotting past on both sides of the road. Several low-lying sections of the road are no longer visible at all, and the PLA has also used assault boats to transport citizens who have been blocked from returning home.

Yu Shan and his entourage drove around the city for an hour before driving out. After crossing the highway bridge, we drove until Gyeongju did not stop. At this time, it was getting late, and Yu Shan was worried about the danger of walking at night, so he decided to rest in Gyeongju for one night. Early in the morning, the four of them left Gyeongju and headed for Qibei. The road conditions from Gyeongju to Qibei are much better, and the rain is much lighter, so their speed is much faster.

When they arrived in Qibei, they were also lucky, they crossed the cross-river bridge with their front feet, and the entire bridge was sealed with their back feet. Within two days, the entire bridge was swept away by the flood. Entering the urban area of Qibei, several people who were nervous along the way relaxed a lot. After driving for about ten minutes, he arrived at a culvert, and Yang Rui, who was driving, simply stepped on the brakes for the sake of prudence. He pointed to the front and said, "Can you go through this place?" ”

Ding Dakan took a look, pointed to the person under the culvert and said, "You can pass, you see that the water has just passed the man's knee." ”

Yang Rui was a little confused, and said uncertainly: "Really?" Is the road in this place that high? ”

As he was talking, a Xiali crossed the Audi 100 and rushed down with one foot on the accelerator. After a while, he saw that the water was over the roof of Xiali's car. With the window open in the Xiali car, the driver will be a little watery, and it took him a long time to get ashore.

Several people in the Audi car looked at each other, and Yang Rui, who was driving, was even more in a cold sweat, and his nose was not a nose and his face was not a face and said to Ding Dakan: "Fortunately, I didn't listen to you, otherwise we would all have to sink to the bottom at this time." ”

Yang Rui turned around and planned to turn around and detour, when something interesting happened. The owner of the Xiali car was wet, pointed to the man standing in the water, and said, "What's the matter, isn't the water just up to your knees?" Why did I sink to the bottom of the car as soon as I got in? ”

The man in the water wanted to cry without tears, pointed to the soles of his feet and said, "Didn't you see me waving at you?" The water was just up to my knees, but I was stepping on the roof of the car under my feet! ”

"Oh, where do I know where to go? I thought the water wasn't that deep. It's over the calf, my car. ”

The man in the water said, "You can be content, last night a Honda driver drowned directly." ”