294 ideal, how old are you?
294 ideal, how old are you?
[294, ideal, how old are you this year? 】
"Brother, you sing very well, do you have any idea of signing a contract to be a singer?"
Su Qingyun looked at Zhao Zhuo with a smile in his eyes.
Originally, he felt guilty about Zhao Zhuo, and now he just wanted to make up for the other party.
At least with his help, Zhao Zhen in this world will not have such a difficult time in the early stage.
Zhao Yan looked at Su Qingyun, rolled his eyes and said:
", you scammers again, when I'm a three-year-old? Take your stinky money! ”
As he spoke, Zhao Liang picked up Su Qingyun's two hundred yuan from the piano case and threw it back.
Zhao Zhuo himself is very individual, and the people he is not used to seeing will never bird each other.
Moreover, he has drifted north for the past few years, and he has also signed with some unscrupulous companies, and he has suffered a little loss, and subconsciously thinks that Su Qingyun is the kind of scam company.
Although Zhao Zheng didn't even have dinner money on him, he would never ask for money from a liar.
"Little brother, you misunderstood, we are a regular music group, not the kind of fraudulent company that cheats liquidated damages!!" Su Qingyun hurriedly explained.
"Who's your little brother?"
Zhao Zhuo put down the guitar, looked at Su Qingyun very vigilantly, and secretly said in his heart, this person is tightly wrapped, hiding his head and tail, and he is not a good person at first glance!
When Zhao Yan first came to the imperial capital, he signed a scam company, and finally paid 30,000 yuan in liquidated damages before he could be considered to be free.
Since then, Mr. Zhao has scoffed at such music companies.
Moreover, he loves freedom in his bones, and he does not want to be restrained at all, even if he starves to death, cannot afford to eat, and does not want to sell himself.
Seeing this, Su Qingyun knew that although Zhao Zhen was young, he was very vigilant, so he said with a smile:
"Actually, I'm also into music, maybe you've heard my songs!"
Zhao Zhen frowned: "You are also engaged in music?" Child? ”
"Son, you!"
Su Qingyun smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, lend me the guitar, and I'll sing you a song for you to listen to!" ”
Hearing this, Zhao Yan was skeptical, but he still subconsciously handed over the guitar.
Although this guitar is not expensive, it is spotless and clean, which shows that Zhao Zheng usually takes great care of it.
Su Qingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Zhao Zhen really loves music to the core, he is dirty, but he wipes the guitar so cleanly, no wonder he can get out of the circle!
Su Qingyun fiddled with it twice at random, found a feel, and just a few clicks, let Zhao Xiao let down his guard.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.
Su Qingyun's basic skills are very solid, and when he heard it, he knew that he had worked hard, at least not a little bit stronger than the current Zhao Zhuo.
Although Zhao Zhuo was arrogant, he had to obey Su Qingyun's basic skills.
"Little brother, listen well, one of my original songs "Ideal" is for you."
After speaking, Su Qingyun took off his mask, flicked the guitar lightly, and the simple and melodious melody floated in the long subway corridor.
At this moment, it was past twelve o'clock in the morning, but there were still many people in the subway, dragging their tired bodies and hurrying.
Su Qingyun closed his eyes, immersed in the atmosphere of music, and it seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth.
The next second, he spoke.
The top voice in the music world, Gotham's top singing skills, at this moment, sang in an unknown subway station.
At the same time, the system's prompt sounded in his head:
[When the host is detected, the skill sound is automatically turned on!] 】
Su Qingyun didn't manage the prompt sound of the system, but said:
"A man who lives in this city is exhausted in order to fill his stomach"
"What kind of ideals are you talking about, that's our dream"
"After waking up from a dream, I still run around the stormy streets"
……
As soon as Su Qingyun spoke, the penetrating voice instantly filled the entire subway entrance.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking for the source of the sound.
Zhao Wei was even more stunned, standing there in a daze, looking at Su Qingyun, he always felt that this voice was a little familiar!
Su Qingyun is still singing unwillingly:
"Sometimes when I want to cry, I swallow tears into my bloody chest"
"I slept on the bus past the station"
"Along the way, I looked at the neon imperial capital"
"My ideals left me in this crowded crowd"
"It's already snowy outside the car window"
"Another Four Seasons in Cycle"
"And I sat on the street with nothing"
"Only ideals support those numb flesh and blood"
……
This "Ideal" was also one of Zhao Zheng's masterpieces in his previous life.
Although he is not as popular as songs such as "Chengdu", "I Remember", and "Southern Girl", he is also a rare classic in folk music.
This song was included in Zhao Zheng's second album "Jim's Restaurant", and later became the theme song of the web series "Chen Ergou's Demon Life".
The song was written in an eight-square-meter cottage in the imperial capital.
At that time, Zhao had just returned to the imperial capital after a year of Tibetan baptism, and he was deeply touched by the stark contrast between the city's colorful prosperity and his own insignificance.
And Zhao Zhuo said in an interview with the program: "In the early days of creation, I wrote songs in a small room in the imperial capital, and I took the bus back and forth to the recording studio, and I thought at that time, why is this city so prosperous, but I am so insignificant."
Su Qingyun in his previous life was also a North Drifter.
As an ordinary ordinary person, he used to like this song "Ideal" very much.
Because this is a song that is sung to every ordinary ordinary person.
The hustle and bustle of the city, neon, and prosperity are a luxury for ordinary people after all.
In this huge capital, none of the thousands of lights up for themselves!
There are many high-rise buildings, and there is no home of their own.
emptied his savings, bent his backbone, wasted his years, and couldn't afford to settle down in the imperial capital, let alone give love and happiness to his beloved girl.
So what are the ideals to talk about?
When I was a teenager, I said that the future must be higher than the sky and wider than the earth.
Where is the ideal?
In the high-rise buildings of the city, one by one has become an insensitive, passable machine.
Year after year of reincarnation, for the sake of a few taels of broken silver, the years of waste, pale black hair!
The past was vivid, and Su Qingyun's eyes were slightly moist.
Finally, when it comes to the chorus, all the emotions are vented like the waves of the sea.
Finally, he asked the cry:
"Ideal, how old are you this year?"
"You always seduce young friends"
"You always thank me and surprise me"
"Let me sink into a life of disappointment again"
"I slept on the bus past the station"
"Along the way, I looked at the neon imperial capital"
"My ideals left me in this crowded crowd"
"It's already snowy outside the car window"
"Another Four Seasons in Cycle"
"And I sat on the street with nothing"
"Only ideals support those numb flesh and blood"
With this shout, countless people were shocked.
They stopped one after another and surrounded Su Qingyun tightly.
There are three floors inside and three layers outside.
Soon, hundreds of people gathered around.
No one talked, no one was noisy, no one was booming.
Everyone stood silently, silently listening.
Strange to say, there seemed to be scenes in their minds.
It was as if they saw themselves.
Back then, I was in high spirits and walked out of the campus.
At the age of twenty years, I don't know how thick the sky is.
Vowed to mix up the sky in this neon capital.
At the age of twenty, I always feel that I am the protagonist of this world.
My future self will definitely shine!
Your future will be cool!
It could even change the world!
No young man's dream is for a small house.
There is no teenager who dreams of coming into this world and paying off the mortgage for 30 years.
But somehow, with the passage of time, the ideal has become an unattainable dream.
I don't know when we will stop talking about ideals and the future.
We're in a hurry!
We are insensitive!
We're the walking dead!
We forgot our original intention!
"Ideal: How old are you this year?"
"You always seduce young friends"
"You always thank me and surprise me"
"Let me sink into a life of disappointment again"
"Another era is changing"
"I'm no longer the young man without regrets"
"Youth is abandoned by time"
"It's the age of a father"
"Ideals are always young"
"You made me stubbornly rebel against fate"
"You make me pale"
"But I still naively believe that the flowers will bloom again"
"There are people running around in the sun"
"Crowded and ignored by the time that flies in a flash"
More and more people gathered around.
Everyone still didn't say a word, standing there quietly, but before they knew it, tears had rolled down!
It's not just a song, it's a true portrayal of their lives.
Every Beipiao person is deeply touched.
Good music resonates with the soul.
When this song "Ideal" is sung, it is already destined to make their souls tremble.
Zhao Wei stood there in a daze, silent tears flowing down his immature face.
One drop!
One drop!
Another drop!
At the age of seventeen, he gave up his acceptance letter to the university, carried his guitar on his back, and sang under the flyover in the imperial capital.
He'd seen too many faces, heard compliments, heard ridicule.
He was impoverished, and often hungry and full.
He slept in parks, subway stations, basements......
He often worries about rent, and when he is in distress, he doesn't even have the money to eat a bowl of noodles.
He also asked himself, is it really meaningful to stick with it like this?
He also doubted his former ideals.
He even wanted to say, so be it, don't toss anymore!
But whenever he was about to give up, there was always a force in the dark that supported him.
He didn't understand it before!
Now he understands!
This force is the ideal!
Some people have long forgotten their ideals!
Some people never let go!
And Zhao Bang is the latter!
……
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(End of chapter)