From bar band to entertainment circle

175 A Dream
After listening to Xia Qing's words, I was powerless to refute, she really knew me too well, she broke my disguise that day with just one word.

She lost her mother since she was a child, and these years have been very difficult. At first, I blamed her for lying to me, but when I saw her crying, I was reluctant to tell her those ugly words.

I really want to hug her, but she is another man's woman now, it's inappropriate for me to do this, and at the same time, my heart is very complicated. It would be great if I had a bottle of vodka now, drink it all, sleep, There are not so many troubles.

In front of Xia Qing, I punched the wall hard, then looked at her and said seriously: "If I were a person like Brother Yu, would you...you wouldn't have made such a choice ?”

Xia Qing looked at me and couldn't say a word, but cried even harder, and I also read the answer from it, fuck the money, I really don't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment.

I ran downstairs without looking back, why didn't God play a joke on me, if I didn't recruit the lead singer Xia Qing when I was in college, it would be great, and it wouldn't be as painful as it is today.

I rode a battery car to the "Qingqianyuanshen Music Bar", and the bar attendant kept asking me about the competition after seeing me coming back.

I really didn't have the mood to tell a story tonight, so I took out 500 yuan in cash and handed it to the waiter: "Xiaojing, bring me 500 yuan of wine, and drink it at the bar!"

Minami Inoue quickly got me a few bottles of wine, all of which were acquaintances, and the bartender specially adjusted it for me.The bar seems to have changed to a hard rock band. I haven't heard the music since I came in.

"Yunqian?"

Wang Wanli, the bar manager, called me: "Are you back? How's the show going?"

"Oh...it's Manager Wang! What show, come on, drink, I haven't had a good drink in this period of time, today is enjoyable..."

"Hey, what's wrong with you this time, drink less, do you want to die?"

"You want life, you want wine! You can't miss anything, manager, don't worry about me, I'm not drunk, I just want to have a good drink tonight, I have a sense of proportion..." I opened another bottle of wine while talking.

Wang Wanli sighed and left. He was in a bar. He had seen too many people like me who came to get drunk.

I drowsily glanced at the guests present, always feeling a pair of eyes staring at me from behind, maybe the alcohol paralyzed the brain to create an illusion, so I continued to drink a few more glasses.

My legs started to feel weak, and I knew that I had already drunk the wine, so I stumbled towards the outside of the bar.

The waiter followed, and Minami Inoue called an online car-hailing car for me. When I arrived at the gate of Yupin Zhongcheng Community, I got out of the car and staggered on the road with the remaining half bottle of wine in my hand. From time to time, I took it out and took a sip.

The alcohol reaction is getting stronger and stronger. I am now top-heavy and feel like I can fly, but my consciousness is still there. I know that if I don’t hurry upstairs while I still have the strength, I will have to spend the night in the community park in a while. .

.........

"Why are you here? Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming..."

I was lying on the sofa in the living room, and I saw a black figure. She looked vague... She seemed to be saying something to me. My head was heavy and I couldn't hear a word clearly.

I grabbed her and whispered: "Don't leave me... don't leave me... I know I have no money... I can't do anything for you...but I really love you... Believe me... I will definitely become Very rich...wouldn't appear so incompetent in front of you..."

I seem to have had a special dream, and all the plots are staged in this dream, which is extremely real.I threw down the invisible shadow, it was like an electric guitar that made me obsessed, I held the guitar and kept plucking the strings, one string after another, the guitar made a charming slide, The sound is soft...

Before I played the whole movement, I was already intoxicated by it, and I wanted to continue playing the remaining notes.Suddenly, my head went black, and I fell on the sofa, and the guitar in my hand disappeared.

Is this a dream?Why a guitar?Why can't I always remember what she looks like!

When I woke up the next morning, I couldn't help but went to the toilet and vomited once, and almost didn't spit out my gastric juice.

Facing the mirror, I realized that there were many traces of lipstick on the corners of my mouth, and my brain was still hurting badly. I tried to recall those fragmentary fragments. When I glanced at it, my eyes were full of tears, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in my heart.

But since I can't see clearly, why can I see her crying!

"Is this real...or a dream?"

I said to myself, it is true and false, if it is true, then who is it?

It can't be Shen Qi'er!
After all, this house, except for Shen Qier, no one can come in, I feel that I have caused trouble, I quickly knocked on Shen Qier's door, there was no response for a long time, I opened it immediately, the quilt was neatly folded, it didn't look like someone lived.

With only a trace of luck remaining, I sent a message to Shen Qier: "Have you returned to City W?"

After posting, I was a little apprehensive, if it was Shen Qier, I didn’t know how to face her in the future, how to record the next show... Fortunately, Shen Qier’s answer made me feel relieved, she is still in BJ Play.

It seemed that it was really just a dream!

This was really the most realistic dream I ever had in my life. It was so real that I couldn't see the sense of loss in the dreamer when I woke up. Then I cooked a bowl of porridge and sat on the balcony watching the tulips drinking it slowly.

The flowers have already begun to bud, and the five tulips will bloom beautifully in early March if there is no accident.The weather is not bad today, I look at the blue sky, Xiaqing should have already arrived in the United States!
Lighting a cigarette, I overlooked the scenery of the city.

If it would be great if my family was rich, then Xia Qing would not leave me, so the person who accompanied Xia Qing to the United States today must be me. In her most tense moment, I must be by her side and give her a solid foundation. on the shoulder.

However, the word "poverty" separated Xia Qing and me on two different roads, and I also wanted to understand many things, at least...we have all fantasized about a bright future, and that's enough.

The sofa in the living room was a mess from my sleep. I was tidying up and cleaning it when I suddenly found a strange and familiar object hidden under the sofa cushion. I lost all strength and collapsed on the sofa...

"It's not a fucking dream at all...how is this possible?"

I looked back and forth at the items in my hand, and my memory became clearer and clearer. I kissed her fiercely. How could I have done such a rogue thing? Now, I have nothing but guilt besides guilt.

　What is this item?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)