China Entertainment 2004

Chapter 6 Old Boy

Ning Hao, a man from Jin Province, is rough and bold, but quite loyal.

In view of Jiang Yu's kindness to him, he was rescued from the toilet.

That night, he specially dragged Jiang Yu to a bar in Sanlitun, intending to open the eyes of Jiang Yu, a poor country boy.

"How about this place?" Ning Hao brought Jiang Yu to the bar and found two booths to sit down.

What he meant was, you bumpkin, haven't you seen it before?

"Well, it's okay," Jiang Yu said casually, looking around, "It's really okay."

He often came to this kind of bar in his previous life, calling a few beautiful girls who wanted to enter the industry, drinking a few glasses of wine, and using the dark and ambiguous atmosphere, he could basically do whatever he wanted.

"A glass of mojito," Jiang Yu skillfully waved to the waiter, "Brother Hao, what do you drink?"

"Same as you," Ning Hao said angrily.

What does it mean that labor and management brought you to see the world, but you turned out to be more proficient than me?
This pretense was too much of a failure.

"Negative energy from Ning Hao, +30!"

Jiang Yu smiled slightly, raised his wine glass and signaled to Huang Bai on the stage, acting like an old driver.

On the stage, Huang Bai saw Jiang Yu and Ning Hao, nodded his head, hugged the guitar and continued singing.

"I'll whisper to you in your ear, tell you"

"I love you, love you like a mouse loves rice"

"No matter how much wind and rain, I will still be with you..."

It is the famous song "Mice Love Rice".

In January of this year, Yang Cheng just released this song, which immediately became popular all over the country.

In the streets and alleys, it is being sung everywhere, and it can be said that no one knows it, no one knows it.

In 2004, a song could conquer the ears of ordinary people, relying on real strength.

And from 2004 to 2008, during the almost five years, it was also dubbed by netizens as a melee of the gods, and various masterpieces emerged one after another.

After 08, in the Chinese music scene, only demons danced wildly.

Not to mention anything else, before Jiang Yu was reborn, she had no motivation to update the playlist for many years.

At the end of the song, Huang Bo bowed and stepped off the stage, walking towards Jiang Yu.

"Drinking, tonight will be your Brother Bo's." Huang Bai pulled up a chair and sat down.

"So polite?" Then Jiang Yu was not polite, "Boss, let me have a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite."

"You even know Lafite?" Huang Bai was startled.

"Quack quack quack," Ning Hao laughed, "This kid even knows mojito, and he's more skilled than your father."

"Positive energy from Ning Hao, +20!"

This guy is pure gloating.

"Just kidding," Jiang Yu said, "Brother Bai, aren't you in college, and you still come to the bar to sing at night?"

"Earn some pocket money."

"Singing to make money?" Jiang Yu is now full of interest in all money-making activities.

"Singing in a bar is just average. There can be hundreds of dollars a night. Let me tell you, ringtones on mobile phones are the real money now."

Huang Bai introduced: "Let's talk about "Mice Love Rice". The CRBT agreement of Optical Mobile has more than 6000 million shares!"

"Fuck!" Ning Hao was shocked.

Jiang Yu was also shocked.

He knew that popular singers could make money, but he didn't expect to make so much money.

You know, this is 2004 years.

Jiang Yu was immediately moved. He had listened to many good songs in his previous life, and he probably hadn't written them at this time, so he just learned from Charlotte.

"Brother Bai, I am dissatisfied with you. I have always had the desire to become an excellent singer. Last night I taught myself music theory and rhythm, and wrote a new song. Are you interested in singing together?"

He has already decided which song to sing (chao).

"Come on, it's not that easy to write a song," Huang Bai thought he was joking, "I'll listen to you sing."

"Boss, I don't want the 82 Lafite," Jiang Yu said, "Give me a big guitar, I want to perform a song on stage."

The boss and Huang Bai are also acquaintances. Seeing that Jiang Yu is really handsome, he didn't refuse, "Don't blame me for coaxing you down if you sing badly."

"rest assured."

Jiang Yu took the big guitar and went on stage, sat down in front of the microphone, plucked the strings and tested the sound.

He had hired someone to teach him how to play the guitar in his previous life, but he mainly relied on muscle memory to play the instrument. He hadn't practiced it in this life, and he could barely play it, but he was not proficient.

The music flowed out slowly, and Jiang Yu sang:
"That is the person I miss deeply and love day and night. How should I express it? Will she accept me?"

"Maybe I will never say that to her. I am destined to wander the world. How can I have any concerns?"

Jiang Yu doesn't sing very well, and she doesn't play the guitar well, but the melody is quite touching, and the lyrics are also very flavorful, with a feeling of vicissitudes.

Tsk, this song is well written.

Huang Bai became a little interested.

Before he had time to think about it, Jiang Yu continued to sing:
"Dreams are always out of reach. Should I give up? It's another season when flowers bloom and fall. Spring, where are you?"

"Youth is like a rushing river. Once it is gone, it is too late to say goodbye. Only me is numb, without the blood of the year."

"Look at the flowers falling all over the sky, withering at the most beautiful moment, who will remember that she has been here in this world"

Huang Bai listened intently, his heart trembled suddenly, as if the lyrics had been written into his heart.

When men were boys, most of them had dreams of wandering around the world, and they also had dreams of girls whom they loved but didn't know how to express.

As far as Huang Bai was concerned, when he was a teenager, he made his parents worry a lot, didn't study well, went out to sing secretly every night, and the only one who accompanied him silently to support him was that girl.

Now that he is nearly thirty years old, he has dreamed of being an actor, but he still doesn't know where his future lies.

Youth is gone, teenagers are no longer young, they start to have a family and responsibilities, their appearance grows old, and the blood in their hearts gradually cools down.

Looking back on the past, I have been doing nothing and accomplishing nothing.

Can he really be a good actor?Can he really have a future?

If he grows old like this, who will remember that he has also been in this world?

"Life is like a ruthless carving knife, changing our appearance"

"Will it wither before it blooms? I have had a dream!"

If a song wants to impress the audience, it must first impress itself.

Jiang Yu sang and sang, also a little emotionally.

He had heard this song a long time ago, but he didn't actually understand the meaning of the song, he was just hit by the sad atmosphere.

After wasting half of my life, after being a human being for two lifetimes, and singing this song again, my eyes suddenly turned red.

At the first listen, you can't understand the meaning of the song, but after listening to it again, you are already in the song.

This world is very strange, even when the hooligans first entered the society, they were innocent and passionate.

When a person reaches middle age, his figure is out of shape, his head is bald, and his appearance has been changed by the butcher knife of life, so he has to play hooligans in order to live.

On the contrary, I feel that I am mature now, while I was naive and naive in the past.

In the dead of night, recalling the past of youth, there is only an inexplicable sigh left.

On the stage, Jiang Yu was moved.

Off the stage and in the bar, things gradually quieted down.

The men put down their wine glasses, took out the hands hidden in the breasts of their female companions, and listened to the boy on the stage singing about their youth and their dreams.

These few lines of lyrics pierced into their hearts like knives.

The little boy who was hidden deep in his heart crawled out again and asked, "Hey, do you remember your previous dream?"

So a group of old boys fell in love one after another.

"Did the wish come true at the beginning, and now I have to pay homage to it, let the years dry up my ideals, and I can't find the real me"

"Looking up at the sky full of stars, the star that accompanied me at that time, do you still remember the story here?"

Just when everyone thought it was over, Jiang Yu slid his fingertips across the strings and sang the last line:
"If there is a tomorrow, bless you, my dear..."

Bless who?
Bless those old boys who still have dreams and their blood is not cold!
At the end of the song, Jiang Yu sat on the stage and touched the corners of his eyes.

In the bar, there was a pause for a while, and suddenly applause clattered.

Jiang Yu hurriedly bowed to thank him, then looked at Huang Bai, Ning Hao and the others, only to find that there was no one at the booth.

Huang Bai sneaked into the bathroom, washed his hands, and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Those who engage in art have strong empathy, and are basically sentimental.

But a big man, a lot of age, was suddenly overwhelmed by a song, and it was a shame to spread the word.

If Ning Hao saw it, he would be ridiculed for at least a year.

After he quietly handled it, he walked out of the bathroom and said happily, "Haozi, you're here too."

"Uh," Ning Hao turned his head away as if he had been caught as a thief, his eyes were clearly red, but he refused to admit it.

"Damn it's too strong," he said.

"Yes, the wine is too strong."

It burned the hearts of these old boys like fire.

(End of this chapter)