Chapter 31: The Life of a Singer at the Bottom

As night fell, it was getting dark.

Zhao Yu dragged his tired steps and pushed open the door of the rental house.

This is a basement with only about 10 square meters.

Dark, damp, cramped and oppressive.

Zhao Yu is a professional and a one-star singer.

It is hard to imagine that the living conditions of a professional person are so poor, inferior to ordinary people.

However, this is the norm at Bluestar.

The circle of professionals is far more difficult to mix than ordinary people think.

The world only sees the glamorous side of professionals.

Unbeknownst to them, this is just a handful of people at the top of the pyramid.

More low-level professionals, living ...... Dogs are inferior.

It may sound like an exaggeration, but it's true.

The population base of Blue Star is too large, and the population of a single dragon country exceeds 10 billion!

Although professionals are known as rare, with such a large population base, the number of reserve professionals who can awaken their talents every year is amazing.

The pie is that big in every career field.

It's not enough for the professionals.

Singers, in particular, account for eight to ninety percent of professionals in the music field.

Such a huge amount will naturally cause crazy involution.

Some singers with mediocre talents, or ordinary backgrounds, don't even live as nourishing as ordinary people!

Turn on the lights.

A faint glimmer of light appeared in the dark room.

Zhao Yu put down the guitar in his hand, poured a glass of water, and drank it with a grunt.

A glass of water made my throat feel a little more comfortable.

After singing for a day, he didn't rest much, and his voice was about to burst into flames.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yu let out a long breath.

After putting down the cup, he slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Perhaps thinking of something, he wrote a hint of joy on his tired face.

"I'm a little tired today, but the money I earn is at least my previous month's income!"

"30,000 yuan, I can finally go back for the New Year this year."

With a hint of excitement, he took out a red envelope that looked a little thick from the inside pocket of his coat.

This is Zhao Yu's income today.

A small local tyrant supermarket opened, and invited him, an unknown little singer, to sing "Good Luck Coming" all day.

The reward is 30,000 dragon coins.

Zhao Yu opened the red envelope and counted it, twenty-five, 100 yuan denomination dragon coins.

The numbers are right!

Because, he spent 5,000 to buy a throat lozenge.

After singing for a whole day, his voice was about to burst into flames, even a professional singer couldn't bear it.

If you don't have a throat moisturizer, you can't nourish your throat.

After counting it several times, Zhao Yu stuffed the money into the red envelope again.

Then it was carefully tucked into the pillowcase.

Well, the places where he hides money are all in pillowcases, and he falls asleep with money on his pillow every day, and his heart is steady.

After hiding the money, Zhao Yu sat for a few minutes and put his hand back into his inner pocket.

This time, it was a small bottle about the size of a thumb.

The bottle is transparent, and you can clearly see that it contains a pale green pill.

This is a throat lozenge that he bought for 5,000 yuan.

After swallowing the pill in your mouth.

A cold sensation instantly spread from his mouth and spread towards his throat.

"Hmm~"

Zhao Yu couldn't help but let out a hearty moan.

It's so refreshing!

It's really worth 5,000 throat pills.

"It's a little more expensive, and the effect is really good."

Zhao Yu sighed in his heart.

However, when he remembered that he had swallowed 5,000 yuan in one bite, he felt a little painful.

Throat lozenges are drugs produced by professionals in the field of Bluestar Medicine.

This thing is specially provided for singers to protect their voices.

The price is divided into several grades.

The cheapest is a few hundred dollars, and the most expensive is more than a million.

What Zhao Yu bought was actually a low-grade throat lozenge, but the effect was obviously much stronger than the cheapest throat lozenge.

In the past, Zhao Yu would buy some throat lozenges at most.

A "luxury" like a throat moisturizer, he couldn't even think of it.

But there was no way, he sang all day, afraid that his voice would be damaged, so he could only have a luxury.

It's not Zhao Yu slamming the door, it's him...... Really poor!

A singer like Zhao Yu can earn nearly 30,000 dragon coins every month, which seems to far exceed ordinary people.

However, the singer's expenses are also high.

It is necessary to maintain the instrument, to cultivate the voice, and to specialize in singing...... These are fixed expenses, and you can't save them if you want to.

This expenditure is about 20,000 to 25,000 per month.

Plus some essential expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation in life.

With a monthly income of 30,000 yuan, for professionals, they can only barely make ends meet.

And this kind of life, Zhao Yu has lasted for five years.

Five years ago, after graduating from the Qin Provincial Conservatory, he has been "unemployed".

There is no way, although the Qin Provincial Conservatory of Music sounds quite lofty, it is actually a pheasant university.

Over the years, there are very few students who have graduated from the Qin Provincial Conservatory of Music who can be successfully signed by entertainment companies.

Not to mention graduates like Zhao Yu with mediocre talent and mediocre grades.

For Zhao Yu, graduation means losing his job.

In the past five years, Zhao Yu has not recommended himself to various entertainment companies.

But alas, no one wants him.

Needless to say, big companies like Antarctic Goose and Xuanmao don't sign a contract, and it is impossible to look down on a singer like Zhao Yu if they don't sign a contract.

And for small companies, the number of contracted singers is extremely valuable.

Zhao Yu has nothing particularly outstanding, and his voice is very hoarse, which is incompatible with mainstream aesthetics.

So, even small companies won't consider him.

Five years can make a lot of changes.

Many of Zhao Yu's classmates couldn't hold on halfway, and they have returned to the ranks of ordinary people and lived an ordinary life.

He is the only one, but he still loves music.

Still dreaming of an opportunity!

"Doodoo ......"

Just when Zhao Yu was still in pain about the cost of throat moisturizing pills, his mobile phone rang.

After connecting it, the phone screen went black for a while, and then the screen lit up.

A face that looked honest and honest, with a little wrinkles on his face, appeared in front of Zhao Yu's eyes.

"Dad!"

"Hey, baby, are you still busy with work?"

"I'm not busy, okay, I made a lot of money today."

"Oh, good, good."

"Dad, you want to ask me if I'm going back this year, right? Don't worry, I'll definitely go back this year. ”

"Wow, ......"

In the picture, the old father opened his mouth and smiled the most.

My son hasn't been back for five years and will be back this year!

Glad!

The call was brief, not a minute was reached.

After hanging up, Zhao Yu smiled and prepared to put down his phone.

But at this time, a message popped up on the screen of the mobile phone.

Zhao Yu swept the corner of his eye.

But the next moment, he suddenly froze.

"Xuanmao Music Department recruits singers, with no limit on education, age, talent, and voice...... All just to give all dreamers a chance to realize their dreams. ”