I am a super cop

Chapter 1563 Ercao's body and name are destroyed

The father and son, one behind the other, came to the steps of the railway culvert.

Gu Chen squatted down and patted the long-haired man directly, but the man just frowned, turned his body to the other side, and continued to sleep soundly.

Gu Chen tried to continue patting, but the man still didn't respond.

Gu Baichuan smiled lightly and said, "I guess I'm too drunk, and I won't be able to wake up for a while."

"But seeing him holding a guitar, isn't he a wandering singer?"

"He just sings." Gu Chen nodded silently, echoing his father's words, and said, "I was listening to him sing last night, but he left midway and disappeared."

"I just didn't expect that I would meet him here."

After thinking about it, Gu Chen suddenly realized that although the long-haired man was drunk and sleeping soundly, his hands were tightly hugging his guitar.

Perhaps the guitar is the soul pillar of a singer, so Gu Chen held the guitar with both hands, trying to snatch the guitar from the long-haired man.

But by coincidence, the man seemed to have been touched. Subconsciously, he realized that his guitar had been taken away. He instinctively pulled the guitar back, then slowly narrowed his eyes, and asked with a breath of alcohol:

"Who... who are you? Why... why are you taking my guitar?"

"Are you finally awake?" Seeing that the method worked, Gu Chen leaned over to him and reminded, "It's dawn, it's time to wake up, why are you sleeping here?"

"I...how could I sleep here?" The man was reminded by Gu Chen, and he also looked up and looked around.

Only then did I realize that I was sitting under a railway culvert.

The people around seemed to be in a hurry.

All kinds of battery cars are also flowing in front of him.

The long-haired man rubbed his eyes, looked to the left and right with a confused expression, and then held his forehead, which seemed to be alcohol.

"Where do you live? Do you want me to take you back?" Gu Chen asked.

The man waved his hands, supported the corner of the wall, and tried to stand up.

But just after taking two steps, his center of gravity became a little unstable in an instant, and he staggered directly, almost falling to the ground.

Gu Chen held him up and reminded him: "I think you must have drunk a lot of bars last night? In this state, how do you go home?"

"It's okay, my house is not very far from here." The long-haired man rubbed his eyes, as if he hadn't recovered from his drunken state.

Gu Chen couldn't stand it any longer, so he turned his head to look at Gu Baichuan, and said, "Dad, why don't you go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables first? I'll take him back."

"Alright." Gu Baichuan knew that this long-haired man was staggering enough to walk, without Gu Chen to see him off, it would be difficult to get home.

He didn't say anything, just put his hands on his back and continued to walk towards the vegetable market.

Gu Chen put the long-haired man's right hand on his shoulder and reminded him, "Where is your home? I'll see you off."

"Go...go straight here, and then at that intersection, go...to the left."

"I'm familiar with this area, you just need to tell me where it is." Seeing that the long-haired man was speaking incoherently and couldn't explain clearly, Gu Chen asked him the destination directly.

The long-haired man hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and said, "There are two big trees in front of my house, one is a banyan tree, and the other..."

"Another tree?" Gu Chen asked.

"Another...another one is also a banyan tree." The man said.

Gu Chen thought about it for a while, then nodded silently: "I know where it is, your family lives on the side of Osmanthus Alley."

"Yes, it's Osmanthus Lane. There are many osmanthus trees planted there, but there are only two big banyan trees in front of my house."

"That's right." Seeing that the long-haired man had confirmed his location, Gu Chen supported him and started walking towards Osmanthus Alley.

Osmanthus Lane is not too far from Happy Garden, and belongs to an old community.

Due to the age of the surrounding houses, some of them are of cultural relic value, and the alley is full of osmanthus trees, so it is named Osmanthus Alley.

The population living in this area is relatively mixed. Due to the cheap rent, many migrant workers from all over the country choose to settle here.

Gu Chen supported the long-haired man and walked him slowly towards Osmanthus Alley.

Until I saw the two big banyan trees.

Gu Chen turned to look at the man, and also explained: "When I was a child, I would often come to Osmanthus Lane to play under these two big banyan trees. At that time, these two big trees were not as tall as they are now, but they were about the same size. "

"Are you from here?" Hearing what Gu Chen said, the long-haired man also asked curiously.

Gu Chen nodded silently: "That's right, I'm a local, I live nearby, we met yesterday."

"See... seen?" Hearing Gu Chen's words, the long-haired man stared blankly, and was also very curious, and hurriedly asked Gu Chen:
"Did we meet yesterday? Where did we meet?"

"Music bar." Gu Chen said.

The man squinted his eyes and thought about it, and then he said: "Oh, so it's that place, then you should have heard me sing?"

"Well, I only listened to two songs, and then you stopped performing and left the scene directly." Gu Chen said.

The long-haired man froze for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Haha, I made you laugh, actually I don't like to sing in that kind of place, and stay with a bunch of people who don't have a sense of music."

"At that time, I just felt that the environment of the bar was too hypocritical, and I felt that many people there were too fake."

After a pause, the long-haired man said again: "I need you to sing tonight, so you have to sing for me, no need, you are nothing today, that's all."

"In addition to those customers who don't respect singers at all, anyway, the life in the bar is unbearable for a music lover like me, so I don't sing."

"Your song is actually quite nice. In fact, I've been listening to it last night. It's like an experience." Turning to look at the long-haired man, Gu Chen asked again: "Did you create it?"

"Of course." Feeling that he had found a bosom friend, the long-haired man also smiled, but found that after turning a corner, he had already arrived at the door of the house.

"Here, it's here." The long-haired man pointed to a small courtyard and said.

Gu Chen directly supported him, stepped onto the path paved with blue bricks, and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, Gu Chen discovered that there were many clothes drying in the courtyard, including adults, children and women.

The long-haired man pointed to the smallest room and reminded, "I live here, this is my home."

"Is it your own house?" Gu Chen supported the long-haired man and began to walk towards the hut.

The long-haired man shook his head: "It's not my own house, it's rented."

"This was originally a family, but it was transformed into several independent rental houses by the landlord. I rent the smallest one."

"Slow down." The long-haired man staggered and almost fell on the steps.

Gu Chen also tried his best to support the man and sent him to the door.

The long-haired man took out the key and opened the door directly. Then he greeted Gu Chen and said, "The visitor is a guest. Come in and have a seat and take a look around."

After the words fell, the man went into the room and went straight to find water, picked up a thermos cup, and drank a few sips directly.

Gu Chen stood at the door, looking around.

The house is small and can only accommodate a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.

The headroom is also compact.

The two front and rear windows allow the house to have enough light.

Seeing that the long-haired man drank too much water and choked his throat, Gu Chen kindly reminded him, "Drink water slowly."

"Hehe, it's okay." The long-haired man shook his head, put down the water glass, and talked eloquently, "Actually, do you know? The water I want to drink the most is my salary. How I wish I was a rich man."

Hearing the long-haired man's speech, Gu Chen did not respond to him, but walked to the window sill, and found that there were many flowers and plants growing there.

Seeing this, the man immediately asked again: "Is this flower beautiful?"

"It's pretty, you raised it?" Gu Chen asked.

The long-haired man nodded silently: "That's right, they all took time to plant, and I hope that the most beautiful flowers are those with money, but the most difficult job is life."

"Have you suffered a lot in life?" Seeing the man teasing him, Gu Chen found an old rattan chair and sat down.

The long-haired man flipped his hairstyle back, and replied with a wry smile, "I've done the calculations myself. I'm short of house, car, and money in my card."

"Anyway, except no one hurts, the whole body hurts."

"You're really accurate." Gu Chen looked up at the surrounding environment, and smiled teasingly: "Living in such a poor environment, this place looks more like a utility room."

"It's cheap."

What the long-haired man said immediately made Gu Chen unable to refute.

"Okay." Gu Chen silently nodded, also nodding in agreement.

The long-haired man lay casually on the big bed, and said with a faint smile, "I suddenly discovered that the word 'one' can sum up my whole life."

"It's like being poor, half-knowledgeable, helpless, and accomplishing nothing."

"And I also summed it up. In fact, many people's troubles can be summed up in one sentence."

"Which sentence?" Gu Chen asked him curiously.

The long-haired man smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's hard to make money, fast to spend, ugly and unloved."

"It can be said that the mentality of many people has begun to slowly change."

"He no longer prays that his life will get better and better. He just hopes that life can go on smoothly and not get worse."

"It's a blessing to be able to maintain the status quo."

Looking at the guitar on the desk, the long-haired man suddenly lost his eyes, and said slowly, "I came from hell, and I'm going to heaven, just passing through the world."

"Among a hundred people, there are hundreds of me. I am an angel and a devil. When I meet a Buddha, I become a Buddha. When I meet a demon, I become a demon."

"Do you like to create?" Gu Chen looked at the scraps of letter paper on the desk, on which were handwritten compositions of various lyrics.

And the bamboo basket under the table was full of crumpled waste manuscripts.

The long-haired man gave a cold snort, and also took the initiative to admit: "I like it, of course I like it. The works I sang in these bars are all original works by myself."

"No wonder it's so good. Last night, I just listened to the melody of the prelude of those two songs, and I felt that this song was good."

"Snapped!"

Hearing Gu Chen's speech, the long-haired man slapped the bed, sat up from the bed, and asked Gu Chen with a sincere face: "Do you really think my two songs are good?"

"Yeah, it's really good, it feels like writing about yourself." Gu Chen also told the truth.

After all, the two original songs last night gave people a feeling of extreme relaxation. Listening to the songs, the whole body and mind can relax quickly.

Therefore, Gu Chen was so impressed with these two songs that the singer who came to save the scene later sang other people's songs, but often went out of tune.

Who is strong and who is weak, in fact, the audience is not deaf, they can hear the gap between the two.

Seeing Gu Chen admiring himself so much, the long-haired man was overwhelmed immediately, and introduced himself: "My name is Gao Mingyang, and I'm a singer. What's your name?"

"Gu Chen." Gu Chen said.

"Alright Gu Chen, you are willing to be your friend." Gao Mingyang seemed to have a good impression of Gu Chen.

Of course, the main reason is that Gu Chen appreciates his own works, which makes Gao Mingyang very happy.

For an original singer, the most gratifying thing is to have fans who appreciate his works.

And Gu Chen has obviously met the requirement of appreciating his own works.

Therefore, Gao Mingyang went to Gu Chen's side, opened the drawer, found some handwritten music scores, and put them on the table for Gu Chen to appreciate: "I'm still writing these songs."

"And the two songs I sang in the bar last night were also created by me in this hut."

"Very good." Gu Chen picked up the handwritten music score, just took a look at it briefly, and then nodded slightly in satisfaction.

Seeing this, Gao Mingyang asked Gu Chen, "Do you also understand songs?"

"I understand a little bit." Gu Chen looked up at the man, and also explained: "Your lyrics are well written, like stories, especially folk songs. It is very important to sing a good story."

"That's right." Gao Mingyang clapped his palm on his thigh, and said in relief, "The lyrics of these songs are all about my experience."

"I used to go to the capital for a while for my music dream, but no one in the capital cares about you. This is very good."

"Later I went to Shanghai, and Shanghai, compared to the capital, is in Shanghai. If you are a poor person, then you are a poor person."

"What about in the capital?" Gu Chen asked.

"Hehe, if you are in the capital and you are a poor person, then you are an artist."

"Pfft, haha, is there still such a saying?" Hearing Gao Mingyang's explanation, Gu Chen also laughed out loud.

I feel that what Gao Mingyang said makes sense.

Gao Mingyang was also triumphant, and said jokingly, "This is the conclusion I came to after visiting two cities."

"Generally speaking, the magic capital in the south is more pragmatic, while the capital in the north pays more attention to the pursuit of ideals."

"So you followed this way?" Gu Chen asked him.

Gao Mingyang nodded silently, and said with a sneer, "That's right, I followed this way, for ideals and pursuits, so I am an artist, and everyone in the capital called me that."

"But you can't do it in Shanghai. If you have no money, you have no money. You are a poor person, and you can't get along with artists at all."

"Haha, it's interesting." Listening to Gao Mingyang's opinion, Gu Chen suddenly had some new understanding of the cultural differences between the north and the south.

Wang Mingyue tied her long hair with a rubber band, and immediately became much more energetic.

Afterwards, he threw the towel hanging on the wall into the washbasin that had already been filled with water, smashed it casually a few times, rubbed it on his face randomly, and said in his mouth:
"Do you know Gu Chen? There is a writer in Beijing called Wang Shuo, and Mr. Wang Shuo wrote in an essay that the capital has also changed. Walking on the streets of Beijing in the 90s, I found that even Haidian and Chaoyang were full of people."

After a pause, Gao Mingyang threw the towel into the basin, and complained with a little emotion: "He said that this feeling gave him a sense of detachment from the times."

"And the meaning of this life, what is that?"

Flicking his fingers, Gao Mingyang suddenly forgot who said it, and casually mentioned: "That's what? What kind of style is it?"

"Austrian novelist Zweig?" Gu Chen said.

Gao Mingyang patted his thigh: "Yes, that's Zweig from Austria. He just said, when you are born, life is priced. Keep pursuing, keep pursuing."

"The meaning of life itself does not exist. The important thing is to have the courage to deceive yourself and others."

"Then do you have the courage?" Gu Chen fixed his eyes on Gao Mingyang and asked him seriously.

Gao Mingyang grinned, rubbed the towel, then dusted it against the wall again, and then continued to complain:
"Isn't this also alive? So I still hope that everyone in the world can love themselves and others."

"Don't be too harsh on yourself, people don't have to be famous, or earn hundreds of millions a year to be successful."

"In my opinion, don't compare yourself with others, think more about what you can leave for yourself and the world."

"In other words, do more creative work?" Gu Chen asked.

Gao Mingyang nodded silently, and also waved his fingers in agreement: "Yes, that's what it means. It seems that we want to go together."

"So, if you are engaged in literature, do it; if you sing, sing well; if you can make movies, make movies."

"Even if you take two photos, maybe they will leave them to future generations in hundreds of years, and let them see the images of our era."

Turning his head to look out of the window, Gao Mingyang's eyes suddenly became moist, and he also smiled teasingly: "Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be ruined forever."

"Maybe I think too much? But I'm a creative person."

Gu Chen nodded silently, glanced at the composition manuscripts on the table, and said jokingly, "You sang the first song yesterday, and it was rather sad. Did you get hurt?"

"Haha." Hearing what Gu Chen said, Gao Mingyang was really surprised.

Unexpectedly, Gu Chen is not only quite accomplished in music, but also has a deep understanding of music.

With just one song, I heard many of my past events.

Gao Mingyang didn't want to hide anything, so he replied directly: "That's right, the first song is for the girl who came here with me to work hard."

"At that time, we both lived in the same yard. He was from the southwestern border, and we had a very good relationship at that time."

"I even think that her usual behavior gives me the impression that she is actually a girl who is full of hope for life, but hope turns into disappointment."

Choked up, Gao Mingyang teased with a wry smile: "So, she is more helpless."

"After years of wandering, she also coincides with a certain portrayal of my own music trajectory."

"So, there's that first song you heard last night."

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