abnormal musician

Chapter 81 Rotten? . Redemption!

On the other hand, the promotion of "Suffering" has been successfully launched.

As a first-line singer, even though the sense of presence is relatively low, the movement when releasing the song is really not small.

The speed of awakening fans is very fast.

Of course it's not just fans.

Just as the publicity was warming up, many people in the industry turned their attention to Ning Qianru.

At the same time, Ning Qianru also participated in the recording of variety shows in order to promote songs.

Soon, a set of combined punches was quickly played on the same day.

The popularity of the song has risen rapidly since its release.

Although Li Shaojie added a lot of ghost ideas when making music, the overall appreciation threshold is actually not high, and the potential for breadth is extremely high.

And it's not bad in terms of popularity, at least, many girls' KTV must-choice songs are +1 in place.

Boys may not be the only ones who want to pretend to be B in KTV.

Girls don't give in too much.

It can even be said that the fight between women is even more terrifying.

Under the calm sea, the ghost knows whether there is a sperm whale beating the king squid or the king in yellow fighting Cthulhu.

Wen Xiaoran is an amateur music up host.

Said it was an amateur, but it was actually a serious music student who graduated from a professional school.

It's just that musicians really don't make much money. In order to make a living, they also run their own music column in private while doing sales and reception in shopping malls.

After all, in 2016, 60.00% of domestic musicians earned as much as 2000 yuan a month from music.

But after all, Wen Xiaoran will never tire of generating electricity for love.

When I got home and was about to start looking for material, I suddenly found Ning Qianru's new song promotion on the music platform.

"Ning Qian is like a new song?"

Wen Xiaoran clicked on it if he was interested.

Just the beginning, the soul-stirring feeling created by the reverberating electric guitar and piano attracted Wen Xiaoran.

Sometimes, the prelude will make people fall into the pit in a second.

Sway freely, understate the treble, struggle, but not tear numbness.

This strange sense of hearing made Wen Xiaoran's eyes shine.

Immediately, he clicked on the MV.

However, Wen Xiaoran felt something was wrong when he turned it on.

An ant is crawling on the white pipe.

Although the surrounding environment is somewhat blurred because of the focus on ants, it can still be felt that it seems a bit chaotic.

Immediately afterwards, a messy corner of the table came into view.

The unknown soup had dried up on the table, and ants were crawling on the half-eaten lollipop.

The sound of flies flying around my ears.

what!
Wen Xiaoran showed disgust.

What scene is this?
Disgusting!
Next, is the wide angle of the desktop.

Leftover pizza, rotten fruit, half-drunk coffee, roses that are starting to dry up.

Unknown larvae were floating and wriggling in the water glass.

The ground was strewn with garbage bags and empty wine bottles.

Clothes bags were thrown on the ground in a mess, and the expensive brand on the bags could be vaguely seen.

The close-up view shows that the pizza covered with insect remains is next to the rotten fruit, and there are vaguely visible insects crawling around.

When the music sounded, I seemed to see a person lying on the sofa, with one foot and one hand exposed, surrounded by scattered garbage, leftover food, and clothes thrown everywhere.

Wen Xiaoran was even more disgusted.

This is a corpse?

What underworld MV?

But just when he was thinking this way, the "corpse" moved slightly.

In the close-up of the nails, they are full of mud stains.

It was a haggard, pale, lifeless woman.

It turned out that she was still alive.

Soon, the screen changed.

Beside the angular patterned glass, stood a woman.

The golden sunlight streaming into the house seems a bit divine.

But the slightly gray scene seemed to destroy the sense of sanctity.

The woman's hand taps on the window.

The screen changes again.

The walking corpse-like woman moved slightly.

It turned out that this was a memory.

The screen turned again.

The man's hand slowly moved upwards.

The woman is lying on the glass window, under the golden light, the prelude to the Gregorian chant, the music of the church.

Full of loftiness and holiness, as if it is a ritual of faith.

But in the dim reality that flashes by, the withered rose.

In the sacred, it seems that there are more morbid reflections.

Reality and memory interact and flash!
Ning Qianru's singing face was divided into three patchwork pictures.

Half a face, two eyes, one lip.

An indescribable sense of separation.

"I knew, you're just a bird
After hugging, only the feathers are left in the hands. "

Sweeter and sweeter memories flashed by, and the bleak reality was only maggots on the rotten fruit.

This strong contrast brings a spontaneous impact.

"Why did you waste it in the first place,
So much coffee and roses”

The camera flashed past the rotten fruit, and a fat cockroach soaked in the coffee.

It seems that the heroine is expressing her inner resentment.

Why waste coffee and roses when you are the bird I cannot get.
"Come to bother you~"

"I want, to think quietly.
On the balance, let love and hate no longer, shake"

The zombie-like woman got up numbly to go to the toilet.

It's so numb that even if you step on a cockroach, you don't feel anything at all.

As if dead.

The skinny woman stared blankly ahead.

On the chest of the white clothes, the faint bright red looked so abrupt.

"When you think about it, you lose your balance,
I can't turn off the light, the storm! "

The woman walked back to the house numbly, as if she had lost all motivation in life.

In the picture, the pizza that the bugs crawled over is a close-up.

Immediately afterwards, the woman picked up a piece in a daze, as if she didn't care about the spoiled food at all, and sent it to her mouth numbly.

"When the heart beats, love begins to suffer.
every moment. "

It seemed to feel a little dry, and poured half a bottle of red wine into his mouth.

Wen Xiaoran felt a little worried and uncomfortable.

What kind of blow can turn a person into this?

The hell of reality, and the paradise of memories in dreams are constantly flickering.

It seems that every time I wake up and feel the beating of my heart, I can feel this kind of suffering from the inside out.

"The fire burns, how good it burns to ashes!
Tell Si Nian not to make noise! "

The memory flashed again.

As if it was sung.

Missing is noisy.

But soon.

The rotting food eventually turned the woman's stomach.

"I believe I'm almost there!
I'm going to forget about you! "

Nausea while coughing lightly.

The red wine slid down her dry lips, like bright red blood dripping down her chest.

Split footage, lifeless people.

"Reconcile with loneliness."

Thunderstorms sounded, and the sky was gloomy and cold.

The woman glanced out of the window blankly, as if she had recovered.

The deep-set eye sockets looked at everything in the room, as if he couldn't believe it at all.

The soul was recovered, and when all the memories were postponed to the present again, the feeling of being pulled in the heart suddenly hit.

A broken heart, a rotten soul.

Cockroach carcasses rotting in the corners.

The ambiguity and lingering memories in the memories have changed from sweet candies to life-threatening poisons.

"Don't get it, don't beg
How to do it does not need to be told by others. "

Singing, praying, male voice harmony, like a heartbeat.

Pushing forward wave after wave.

In the hell of emotional mud, the helpless woman seemed to be praying for something.

And the sweeter the memories, the more pain and struggle on the woman's face.

"In the sea sunken too deep,
I'm just myself"

At the bottom of the silent sea of ​​death, the woman suddenly collapsed.

Shrieking and howling like a breakdown, but no sound came out.

That painful look, the despair of broken faith.

All that remained was silence.

"Can rely on!!"

at last!

"Heart beat!"

With the outbreak of singing, the woman's bitter cry finally broke out.

It seems to be the same sound, but they are separated by a little bit of position.

It seems that they are separated by a few millimeters, but they are thousands of miles apart.

"Love begins to suffer!"

It seemed to be harmonious, but also seemed to be a discordant cry.

And songs that want to explode completely, but are so sad that they are silent.

entangled.

"every moment!"

The vertical and horizontal tears and the outburst of sadness seemed like ocean waves.

It completely devours a person's heart.

When you love someone deeply and lose them again.

Only then did I realize that the heart really felt pain.

"The fire is burning!"

The flashing picture of the singer splitting seems to imply the woman's heart that has been torn apart.

In the dark room, there was only one lonely man screaming of collapse.

"How good it is to burn to ashes!"

Tired of crying, the woman leaned silently on the sofa, twitching in pain.

"Tell Si Nian not to make noise!"

When finally quieted down, the silent woman looked out the window dully.

It rained again and again.

"I believe I'm close!"

"I'm going to forget about you!"

The dust on the windows was washed away by the raindrops.

The rain marks left behind slowly seem to be the wounds of the soul that cannot be healed.

"Reconcile with loneliness!"

at last.

The drumbeat seemed to become more lively.

The woman looked at the messy room and silently picked up the trash.

"I believe I'm almost there!
Clean the dusty rice bowls.

Make a stained bathroom look like new.

For some reason, Wen Xiaoran slowly covered his mouth.

In the mud of despair bloomed a bud representing rebirth.

Throw away the rotten roses along with the broken feelings.

"It's true I'm going!"

"Almost ready to smile!"

Messy room, a little tidy up.

The dark room was filled with sunlight again.

"to face
Next. "

When this woman who is as numb as a walking corpse is cleaning the hellish house more and more cleanly.

This radiance of rebirth is unbearably moving.

can come out
that's nice!

"Embrace."

The woman cleaned the house and took a thorough shower.

Whether it's a gutted, nearly rotting heart, or a room cluttered with numbness.

Clean up thoroughly.

The green leaves after the rain are particularly attractive.

A completely new woman, calmly watching the traces of life outside the window.

Wen Xiaoran was stunned.

Turns out, this isn't a rotten story.

It is a story of new life from decay.

This story is called self-salvation.

"to face
Next."

"hug~"

For some reason, Wen Xiaoran felt moved to cry.

From darkness to light.

From numbness, start to embrace life.

This kind of transformation is so touching.

A piece of fresh watermelon lies on a clean table.

Bright red, bright and attractive.

The woman picked up the watermelon and tasted the sweetness of life lightly.

The rotten melons and fruits seem to have become memories.

In contrast, it is a brand new life today.

"I thought I was dead."

"It turns out that I'm still alive."

Silently, the woman who struggled from hell to the world, sighed with emotion.

"It's good to be alive."

lightly.

Before I knew it, the MV had finished playing.

Shaking his head lightly, Wen Xiaoran let out a long breath.

At the beginning, when I saw the pictures of the underworld, I definitely felt disgusted and uncomfortable.

But somehow.

When the rain washes away everything, the heroine is finally clean, in a clean house, looking at the new leaves outside the window, and tasting fresh watermelon.
It was as if freshness healed everything.

Wen Xiaoran seemed to have also experienced the process from being torn to being reborn.

It was as if he had also been redeemed.

　I originally wanted to split the two chapters, but then I thought about it.

　　Not appetizing.

　　Sword Immortal loves you so much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)