Ten o'clock in the evening.

Dihai Bar.

Under the noisy sound of the guests, Yang Xiaolin was standing on the stage with a guitar and singing hard.

Below is the bustling drinker, and from time to time a few familiar faces who often come wave to him, which is regarded as a greeting.

In a place like a bar, in order to create an atmosphere, he basically sings rock music.

It's just that my throat is a little uncomfortable today.

Before going out, my wife specially boiled a bowl of pear soup, which was quite comfortable after drinking, but after a few songs, it was already a little painful.

It's old after all.

It's not easy to make money with this kind of shouting.

Yang Xiaolin, who is nearly forty years old, can't help but think like this.

He liked to play rock and roll when he was young, he simply liked it, he also formed a band at that time, and he was popular underground for a while.

But the good times didn't last long, and the team couldn't be moved.

After earning some money, everyone has their own ideas, and gradually they disperse.

As for himself, he didn't give up during that time, and handed over his resume to a large entertainment company, but people didn't look down on him at all.

Later, he took up a job as a bar singer.

One sing.

It's been sung to this day.

The treatment is not much, thousands of dollars, but Yang Xiaolin is also content.

His children are now in elementary school, and the pursuit of his dreams naturally has to have a degree, and it is impossible to have no end.

Once in a while, it's time to take a back seat and connect with life.

seems to think of his wife and children, Yang Xiaolin's state has recovered a lot, and his throat feels less painful.

The Bar is usually open until around 3 a.m., but he doesn't have to wait until the end.

When there are a lot of people, you can sing a dozen or so songs, and they usually end before 12 o'clock.

There were no surprises today, and he finished his task at 11 o'clock.

was about to drive home, but was stopped by the boss Sun Yinglong.

"Lao Yang, I'll leave later, I have something to tell you." Sun Yinglong shouted to him.

"What's the matter, Brother Sun."

Although Yang Xiaolin is nearly forty years old, Sun Yinglong is older than him.

Putting the guitar in the car, he came over again.

"How's the family going?" Sun Yinglong walked aside and handed him a flue.

"It's all good."

Yang Xiaolin took the cigarette and took a puff, and quickly coughed.

The strength of his throat came up again.

"Smoke slowly."

Sun Yinglong smiled when he saw this: "Your throat is not very comfortable today, right?" ”

"It's a little."

The two have known each other for so many years, and Yang Xiaolin has not hidden it.

Sun Yinglong took a hard puff of cigarette at this time, took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to him, "Take this, Lao Yang." ”

"What does that mean?"

Yang Xiaolin took it.

I found that inside the envelope was a thick pile of money, almost 30,000 yuan.

"Lao Yang, we've known each other for a short time, right?" Sun Yinglong asked with a smile.

"It's not short, it's been almost ten years." Yang Xiaolin thought for a while.

"I'm sorry to tell you, at your age, it's no longer suitable to sing in a bar."

Sun Yinglong sighed lightly and explained: "Our bar used to pursue the rock fan, at that time people liked this and were willing to spend money for this, so my brother asked you to be the pillar, you look at who comes to the bar now, how many people come here to listen to songs, and the bar has not been very profitable in the past two years, and the money earned is enough to live, so I plan to change the model, I hope you can understand." ”

Yang Xiaolin was stunned, this day came much earlier than he imagined.

He himself is nearly 40 years old, and he can't eat in this industry for a few years, but when this day comes, he is still a little bitter.

Yang Xiaolin felt that Sun Yinglong was not sorry for himself, but he owed himself to the other party, what bar would use one person for ten years.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "Brother Sun, I understand, but I can't ask for this money." ”

"Take it"

Sun Yinglong pressed the hand he handed back and said: "The child is still young, not for himself, but also for the family, this money is made up to you by my brother." ”

Yang Xiaolin was silent.

Although I have been working all these years, I have emptied my savings by getting married and buying a house.

In addition, the children go to school, the family is trivial, and the monthly income is not just just right.

Now suddenly there is no job that I need to live on.

Hold the envelope.

Yang Xiaolin suddenly felt that he had lost his direction.

returned home in a daze, and it wasn't until his daughter saw him bouncing up and coming over that he came back to his senses.

Holding his daughter, Yang Xiaolin suddenly didn't know how to talk to his wife.

At night.

After coaxing my daughter to sleep.

Yang Xiaolin walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette for himself.

His throat is still a little uncomfortable, and he usually doesn't smoke at night, but today he is inexplicably a little irritable.

There is no financial source.

The pressure came in an instant.

As the head of the family, he had to think of something.

After all these years in the bar, he has some connections, but most of them are superficial.

Can you help or not.

Hardly.

There's no good way to do it.

For the sake of the family, you have to give it a try.

"Hey, Mr. Liu, well, there's something like this, I'm looking for you, see if I can help... Well, okay, then I'll wait for your news, okay, okay. ”

"Wang always, it's me, Yang Xiaolin from Dihai Bar... Okay, okay, then you're busy. ”

"Manager Yu, hello, I'm Yang Xiaolin... That's it... Toot toot..."

"Your call is temporarily unreachable..."

.....

Put the phone aside.

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Yang Xiaolin's eyes were complicated.

I used to know what it means to be in the hot and cold world, but it's really uncomfortable when this kind of thing happens to me.

But who let him ask for help?

Since the idea of building a relationship doesn't work, I have to try something else.

The next day, Yang Xiaolin went to a nearby bar again.

All he can get his hands on is a voice, and he can sing any song, but as long as he knows his age, the other party refuses all of them without exception.

When he was desperate, Sun Yinglong's phone suddenly came again.

"Hey, Lao Yang, I didn't find a job." After connecting, Sun Yinglong hurriedly asked.

"Not yet."

Yang Xiaolin didn't understand what the other party meant, did he want to let himself go back?

"Brother asked someone to ask you here, it just so happens that a company is recruiting singers of your age recently, you might as well give it a try."

Sun Yinglong said slowly at this time.

"Which company?" Hearing that Sun Yinglong was concerned about his own affairs, Yang Xiaolin felt a warm current in his heart, and immediately asked.

"Tengfei Entertainment is said to be a company that has been very popular recently." Sun Yinglong said: "If you are interested, try it, this is an opportunity." ”

"Thank you, Brother Sun." Yang Xiaolin was moved.

"Okay, what is a person of such an age doing is to support his family, my brother will help you if he can, but the rest has to rely on yourself." Sun Yinglong said.

"I understand."

Yang Xiaolin nodded, chatted with Sun Yinglong for a few other words, and then hung up the phone.

Afternoon.

He drove to Tengfei Entertainment.

It's almost an hour away, which is not close.

"Hello, I heard that you are recruiting singers here, I want to try it." Soon, Yang Xiaolin went in and found the front desk and said.

"That's right."

It was Wu Feifei who received him.

She knew that the company had indeed done this recently, and she had interviewed a lot of people in the past two days, but none of them seemed to be suitable.

After a brief registration, he asked him to go up to the second floor.

It's not over yet.

Now.

Upstairs, Du Fei and Liu Chunsheng were accompanying Lin Hao for an interview.

I have to say that Du Fei's efficiency is quite high.

These days.

Lin Hao basically runs here every day.

There's no way, it's up to him to decide whether he sings in the end or not.

So as long as there is an interview, he has to come and see it in person.

For this reason, he took leave from time to time.

However, the efficiency is high, and the singers who come to the interview are also uneven.

is so small that he didn't graduate, so big that he can't walk, and he can't touch his standards at all.

Du Fei also blushed when he saw it, so he reprimanded Liu Chunsheng from time to time, as if it was the other party's fault.

"Alright, that's all, that's all for today." As soon as the last singer finished singing, without Lin Hao opening his mouth, Du Fei gave PASS.

He couldn't even listen to what he was singing.

I really wonder if these people are deliberately messing with themselves.

Lin Hao nodded.

A few people were about to leave, but Yang Xiaolin, who was holding a guitar, happened to run over.

"Teachers, my name is Yang Xiaolin, and I'm here to interview singers." Seeing that a few people were leaving, he hurriedly said.

Yes, another one popped up.

Du Fei and Lin Hao glanced at each other and sat down again.

"In this way, let's sing a song that you are good at first, the pitch doesn't need to be too high, just normal." Du Fei said in a standardized manner.

Yang Xiaolin nodded.

Take a deep breath and start singing with your guitar.

There were only three people interviewing him, which couldn't compare to the hundreds of people in the bar, so he wasn't nervous at all and could let go.

He sings songs that he is good at, and he sings steadily.

He spoke.

Lin Hao was stunned in the seat.

Tone is his first concern.

The reason why many people can't do it is because it doesn't feel right when you open your mouth, so no matter how good you sing, he can't use it.

And the person in front of him, his voice is bright, rich and brisk, and he sings with a kind of freedom and relief, which is very tense.

may be because of his age, there is still a trace of hoarseness in his voice, and he can't hear it if he doesn't pay attention.

The voice is quite recognizable.

This is Lin Hao's conclusion.

When the song was finished, he also nodded towards Du Fei.

The latter hit a spirit, quickly took out a sheet of music and handed it to the other party and said, "Try this song again, just sing a short part." ”

Yang Xiaolin nodded, took the score and looked at it.

Sword Like a Dream

That's the title of the song.

It looks like a song written about rivers and lakes.

Is there a market for this kind of song?

He couldn't help but ask himself.

He shook his head.

Now is not the time to think about that.

After only a few moments, he was calmed.

Yang Xiaolin couldn't help but swallow his saliva and forced himself to calm down.

This tune...

It turned out to be original.

And it's so well written.