As of October 15.

The sales of "Midsummer That Year" have exceeded 40,000.

Of course, as the popularity passed, this increase began to slow down, but in the entire youth literature circle, "Midsummer That Year" is still a top-notch work.

Lin Xia also got the first royalty in his life, 80,000 yuan.

When she got the first manuscript fee, Lin Xia was very excited, and like many little girls, she wanted to share the news with her best friends.

But the moment you pick up your phone......

She suddenly realized that the friend she could share with had not been in touch for a long, long time.

The mobile phone was fixed on the dial button of "Zhang Panpan", and after hesitating for a long time, she finally chose to put it down.

Some people ......

As they walked, they were sparse and scattered.

Although I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, it was as if I had lost a very important person in my life.

But if you deliberately maintain this relationship that has gradually alienated you, it will only provoke people to be cheap.

She's Lin Xia!

I've never been sorry for Zhang Panpan!

In front of the balcony, after staring at the fallen leaves outside the window for a long time, Lin Xia put the book "That Summer That Year" on the shelf, and then stood up.

The journey of "That Midsummer" is almost over.

Next, she's going to write a new book.

Book......

Lin Xia thought of Zhang Sheng taking her to see a lot of things that she hadn't seen and to contact people she had never come into contact with......

It is impossible for people living in the world of fairy tales to know that there are still people in this world who cannot afford to eat, wear warm clothes, and even eat instant noodles on their birthdays.

When you think about it......

"'That Midsummer' is probably a fairy tale book that looks forward to the future......"

"New book, keep your head down, it's time to write about everyone who is struggling......"

Midday.

After dinner, she took out her mobile phone and dialed her mother's number.

The phone rang for a long time, but it didn't answer again.

Lin Xia is not in a hurry, she has basically gotten used to it over the years.

Sometimes, I can't get a call from my mother for half a month, and even she hasn't been home for half a year, even during the New Year's holidays, they rarely see each other, and the only way to contact them is by phone.

But the phone is often hung up after only a few minutes, and I don't know who to say to when I am full of grievances.

After failing to get through on the phone again, Lin Xia inevitably felt a little disappointed again.

She stared blankly at the group photo on the wall.

That group photo was taken when I was seven years old when I went to the amusement park......

looked at it, and felt a little aggrieved in my heart, but then reminded myself that my identity was different, and I had to be a little stronger.

About ten minutes later.

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

She picked up her phone with anticipation, but found that the call was not from her mother, but from Zhang Sheng.

After a brief gap, she answered the phone.

"Mr. Lin, are you free tomorrow?"

"What's the matter?"

"Aren't you going to write a new book? I'll take you with me to find the material. ”

"Huh, the material?"

"Yes, can you get up at three o'clock in the morning?"

“？？”

……………………………………

October 16th.

Half past three in the morning.

Under the street lamp on the side of the overpass, Lin Xia saw Zhang Sheng again.

Zhang Sheng has a group of people around him.

The group of people carrying the camera, under the guidance of Ke Zhanyi, were shooting curiously, as if they were curious about everything in the lens.

Subsequently......

Ke Zhanyi seemed to say something.

The students instantly put down their cameras and looked at Ke Zhanyi.

Ke Zhanyi's expression was cold, as if he was scolding these students, and his voice was very loud, and Lin Xia could hear it from a very distant place.

Zhang Sheng doesn't seem to be the same as he was a month ago.

Dressed in ordinary clothes and with a gentle smile on his face, he stood by the bridge and looked into the distance.

Under the street lamp, his figure was stretched very long, and he looked extremely lonely in the crowd.

Of course, this feeling of loneliness seemed to be an illusion, and after a short look, he walked to the center of these students, and looked at Ke Zhanyi with the same serious expression as these students.

At that moment, he and them seemed to merge into one, as ordinary as the dust.

When Ke Zhanyi finished speaking, he was assigned the shooting task.

Zhang Sheng turned his head and noticed Lin Xia, and then greeted him with a warm smile as soon as possible.

"Zhang Sheng, do you make documentaries?"

"Yes, the documentary is about to start, this is our first stop, we will walk here slowly with the camera, and then walk to the subway station for the second round of shooting......"

"Subway station?"

"Yes, we shoot the subway station in the morning and the subway station in the evening...... They're gone, I'll take you there. ”

"Okay."

Lin Xia looked at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng's smile was a little more serious.

Lin Xia followed behind Zhang Sheng, looking curiously at the pedestrians coming and going around him.

The night of Yanjing City is silent and deep, looking up at the sky, there are still no stars, and the long road on the side of the road is brightly illuminated.

The lights are on.

The lights of the high-rise buildings on both sides have not been turned off, and they are still as bright as day.

Looking through the light and looking out of the window of the office building in the distance, I vaguely saw someone busy......

At the corner of the street, the cleaning workers in yellow clothes have already gone to work, they are holding brooms, sweeping every piece of land, and the breakfast shop next to it has been busy for a long time, and the steamer on the steamer is slowly going up the steamed buns......

When passing by the convenience store, Lin Xia saw through the window that at the door of the convenience store, a young man was lying on a small table, holding a half-eaten custard bun in his hand.

A student keenly noticed something, and walked in with the camera in his hand.

After the clerk saw the interview, he was sleepy-eyed and instantly cheered up, and when he understood what he meant, he pointed to the person lying next to him.

"He comes every day ......"

"He works in the next office building, and he gets off work around two o'clock......"

"His rent was due, and the landlord wanted to increase the price, so he gave up renewing the rent, and this month, he came over at about half past two every day to buy a dinner, that is, a few quicksand bags, and after buying, he ate something, and just lay on the table and slept......"

"He'll probably lie down until about five o'clock in the morning, and when I'm busy, he'll go back to work......"

"It's been like this for a month or so, and it's been like this......"

While the clerk was chatting.

The middle-aged man suddenly subconsciously stood up.

The person is not yet awake, his eyes are still sleepy, and he has no energy, but his mouth is chewing on the quicksand bag that has not been eaten: "I'll go right away, I'll go right away......

The camera recorded the scene.

The man woke up instantly, and he subconsciously stuffed the quicksand bag back, his expression a little embarrassed: "What are you guys...... Ah, in the interview, can you not shoot this one? Unseemly ......"

Lin Xia found that he was not middle-aged.

He seemed to be a young man, but he looked a little older.

The students stepped forward to communicate with this person, and then unexpectedly found that this person was actually a graduate of the 05th class of Yanpec.

At this moment, he looked a little embarrassed, as if something had been revealed in public, and hurriedly dodged the camera everywhere, and when he learned that it could be coded, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xia looked at him with an embarrassed expression.

repeatedly said that he didn't actually run here to sleep every day, and also said that he actually made a lot of money, and his salary was more than 7,000 a month!

He desperately defended his pitiful dignity, trying to show the demeanor of a senior and introducing his company.

But those students who used to take pictures were very silent, and they no longer had the meaning of laughter at the beginning.

Especially for the interview with the camera, the voice of Li Zhonghe, the former president of the Yan Shihua Photography Agency, seems to have changed a little.

Lin Xia watched the whole process.

Lin Xia had never seen a night at four o'clock in the morning, and he had never seen a person doing such a thing in order to save some rent.

She has been a rich girl since she was a child, and it is like two worlds with these people, and she has never heard of such a scene before.

After interviewing the senior, the senior covered his face with his clothes, and didn't want Li Zhonghe, the president of the photography agency, to invite him to breakfast, nor did he take cigarettes, but ran away in a hurry.

A few people walked out, and the atmosphere began to become quiet.

They walked down the road.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Yanjing Road is not lonely, but very lively.

At the traffic light, there were people standing.

They have just started work or just got off work.

They are hurrying like big-headed ants, trying their best to survive.

The students saw the sleeping driver in the taxi......

I saw someone on the side of the street, holding a phone and typing, suddenly slamming the phone on the ground and crying, and finally carefully lowered his head and picked up the phone to see if he could still make a call.

When he saw that he could make a call, he wiped his tears, smiled on his face, and continued to explain something on the phone.

At that moment......

Lin Xia felt that all beings were desperately trying to live.

The world of adults......

None of the other seems to be easy.

Following their hurried footsteps, they walked across another flyover.

I saw that on the overpass, the wandering singers were still singing hoarsely, singing about their unyielding to life and singing about the power of life......

But the pedestrians were in a hurry, but not many people stopped, as if he was a marginal figure.

The students carried their cameras to the interviews.

The wandering singer is very talkative, and he is quite happy to see someone interview him.

He introduced his name as "Ah K", who came from Huizhou and had been in Yanjing for five years.

In the past five years, he has served plates, served as a bar singer, been scolded for being deflated, and has been lying under the overpass like a homeless man, and has been bitten by mosquitoes......

He's optimistic.

He said that music is his life, and without music, there is no life.

It's his dream!

But the more optimistic he was, the more Lin Xia felt a little stuffy in his chest.

In this world, there are too many people who are eager to get ahead and become famous, and there are many people who also insist......

It's a pity that there can be a lucky one out of thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

In front of the camera, he desperately introduced his new song.

He never called himself a "wandering singer", he felt like a musician.

He is waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a Bole who can appreciate him!

………………………………

After interviewing the wandering singers, the students moved to the next place under the leadership of Ke Zhanyi.

The wandering singer didn't recognize Ke Zhanyi, but felt that Ke Zhanyi looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When people gradually left, the wandering singer did not have any hope for such interviews.

He has given many similar video interviews, but those interviews have not gone through......

He continued to hold his guitar and sing original ballads that no one cared about, hoarsely waiting for the next person to visit.

Just as the prelude sounded......

Not far away, he saw a young man turn back.

There was also a girl wearing a mask, but judging by her figure and skin, she was definitely a beautiful woman following behind the young man.

"Sing it, I'll listen to it." The young man looked at him and smiled.

"Dude, do you want a song?"

"Point!"

"What song?"

"Your New Song ......"

"Yanjing Night?"

"Yes!"

"Good!"

(End of chapter)