I have to teach the world a lesson.

Chapter 97 Yanjing at Four in the Morning (First update!)

As of April 10th.

The sales volume of "That Summer" has already exceeded [-].

Of course, as the popularity passed, this incremental rate began to slowly slow down, but in terms of the entire youth literature circle, "That Summer" is still a top-notch work.

Lin Xia also received the first royalties in her life, 8 yuan.

Lin Xia was very excited when she received the first draft fee. Like many little girls, she wanted to share the news with her best friend.

But the moment you pick up your phone...

She suddenly found that the friend she could share with hadn't been in touch for a long, long time.

The phone was frozen on the dial button of "Zhang Panpan". After hesitating for a long time, she finally chose to put it down.

some people……

As we walked, we became sparse and scattered.

Although I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, it seems that I have lost a very important person in my life.

But if you deliberately maintain this relationship that has gradually become alienated, it will only cause people to be contemptuous.

She Lin Xia!
I have never been sorry to Zhang Panpan!
In front of the balcony, after staring at the fallen leaves outside the window for a long time, Lin Xia put the book "That Midsummer" on the shelf, and then stood up.

The journey of "That Summer" is almost over.

Next, she will write a new book.

new book……

Lin Xia thought that Zhang Sheng took her to see many things that she hadn't seen, and to meet people she had never met...

It is impossible for people who live in the world of fairy tales to know that there are still people in this world who cannot afford food, wear warm clothes, or even eat instant noodles on their birthdays.

When thinking of this...

""That Midsummer" is probably a fairy tale book looking forward to the future..."

"New book, keep your head down, it's time to write about everyone who is struggling..."

noon.

After dinner, she took out her mobile phone and dialed her mother's number.

The phone rang for a long time and didn't answer.

Lin Xia is not in a hurry, she has basically gotten used to it over the years.

Sometimes, I didn't receive a call from my mother for half a month, and she didn't even go home for half a year. Even during the holidays, they seldom saw each other. The only way to communicate was by phone.

But the phone calls are often hung up within a few minutes, full of grievances and don't know who to tell.

After being unable to get through the phone again, Lin Xia inevitably felt a little disappointed again.

She stared blankly at the group photo on the wall.

That photo was taken when I was seven years old, when I went to the amusement park...

Looking at it, I feel a little wronged in my heart, but then I remind myself that my identity is different, and I have to be a little stronger.

About ten minutes later.

Suddenly the phone rang again.

She picked up the phone expectantly, but found that the call was not from her mother, but from Zhang Sheng.

After a short gap, she answered the phone.

"Student Lin, are you free tomorrow?"

"what's up?"

"Aren't you going to write a new book? I'll take you to find the material together."

"Well, material?"

"Yes, at three o'clock in the morning, can you get up?"

"??"

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10 month 16 day.

03:30am.

Under the streetlight beside the overpass, Lin Xia saw Zhang Sheng again.

There is a group of people around Zhang Sheng.

This group of people is carrying the camera, and under the guidance of Ke Zhanchi, they are shooting here and there curiously, as if they are curious about everything in the camera.

Then...

Ke Zhanchi seemed to have said something.

The students immediately put down their cameras and looked at Ke Zhanchi.

Ke Zhanchi looked cold, and seemed to be scolding these students, and his voice was so loud that Lin Xia could hear it from a very far away place.

Zhang Sheng seems to be the same as a month ago.

Dressed in ordinary clothes, with a gentle smile on his face, he just stood by the bridge and looked into the distance.

Under the streetlight, his figure was stretched very long, and he looked extraordinarily lonely despite being in the crowd.

Of course, this feeling of loneliness seemed to be an illusion. After a brief look, he walked to the center of these students and looked at Ke Zhanchi with the same serious expression as these students.

At that moment, he and them seemed to merge into one body, disappearing into the dust and smoke.

After Ke Zhanchi finished his training, he assigned the task of shooting.

Zhang Sheng turned his head and noticed Lin Xia, and immediately greeted him with a warm smile.

"Zhang Sheng, are you making a documentary?"

"Yes, the documentary is about to start. This is our first stop. We will walk slowly here with the camera on our shoulders, and then walk to the subway station for the second round of shooting..."

"SUBWAY STATION?"

"Yes, we took pictures of the subway station in the morning and the subway station in the evening...they are gone, let me take you there."

"it is good."

Lin Xia looked at Zhang Sheng.

There was a little more seriousness in Zhang Sheng's smile.

Lin Xia followed Zhang Sheng, looking curiously at the pedestrians coming and going.

The night in Yanjing City is quiet and deep. Looking up at the sky, there are still no stars. The long road beside the road is brightly illuminated by lights.

The lights are on.

The lights of the high-rise buildings on both sides have not been turned off, and they are still as bright as day.

Through the light, looking at the windows of the office building in the distance, I can vaguely see someone busy...

At the intersection, the cleaners in yellow clothes have already gone to work. They are holding brooms and cleaning every piece of land. On the restaurant next to it, the breakfast shop has been busy for a long time, and the hot steam from the steamer slowly goes up the buns... …

When passing by the convenience store, Lin Xia looked through the window and saw a young man lying on the small table in front of the convenience store, holding a half-eaten custard bun in his hand.

A student keenly noticed something, and then walked in with a camera on his shoulder.

After the clerk saw the person being interviewed, he, who was sleepy, cheered up instantly. When he understood the purpose of his visit, he pointed to the lying person next to him.

"He comes every day..."

"He works in the office building next to him. He gets off work around two o'clock..."

"His rent was due, and the landlord wanted to raise the price, so he gave up on renewing the rent. This month, he came here at about 02:30 every day to buy a dinner, which is a few quicksand bags. After buying, he ate some Things, just lying on the table and sleeping..."

"He will probably lie down until about five o'clock in the morning, and when I get busy here, he will go back to work again..."

"It's been like this for about a month..."

While the clerk is chatting.

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up subconsciously.

The person is not yet awake, his eyes are still sleepy, and he has no energy, but his mouth is chewing on the uneaten quicksand bag: "I'll go right away, go right away..."

The camera recorded this scene.

The man woke up in an instant, and he subconsciously stuffed the quicksand bag back, his expression a little embarrassed: "You are... ah, you are in an interview, can you not take this part of the picture? It's not decent..."

Lin Xia found out that he was not middle-aged.

He seems to be a young man, but he looks a little older.

The students went up to communicate with this person, and unexpectedly discovered that this person was actually a graduate of the 05 class of Yan Petrochemical.

At this moment, he seemed a little embarrassed, as if something had been uncovered in the public, he hurriedly dodged the camera, and he was relieved when he learned that it could be coded and processed.

Lin Xia looked at him with an embarrassed expression.

I repeatedly said that I actually don’t come here to sleep every day, and I also said that I actually earn a lot of money, and the salary for a month’s work is more than 7000!
He desperately maintained his poor dignity, tried his best to show the demeanor of a senior, and introduced his company.

But those students who used to take pictures were very silent, and they no longer had the intention of laughing at the beginning.

Especially for interviews with a camera on his shoulders, the voice of Li Zhonghe, the former president of Yan Shihua Photography Club, seemed to have changed a bit.

Lin Xia watched the whole process.

Lin Xia has never seen a night at four o'clock in the morning, nor has he seen a person doing such a thing in order to save rent.

She has been a rich girl since she was a child, and it seems that she and these people are in two worlds. She has never heard of such a scene before.

After interviewing the senior, the senior covered his face with his clothes, and he didn't want Li Zhonghe, the president of the photography agency, to invite him to breakfast, and he didn't accept cigarettes, but ran away in a hurry.

Several people came out, and the atmosphere became quieter.

They are walking on the road.

Yanjing Road around four o'clock in the morning is not lonely, but very lively.

There were many people standing beside the traffic lights.

They just got to work or just got off work.

They are in a hurry, like ants with big heads, trying their best to live hard.

Students see comatose driver in taxi...

Seeing someone on the street, someone was holding a phone and talking, suddenly dropped the phone on the ground and cried loudly, and finally lowered his head cautiously, picked up the phone to see if he could still make a call.

Seeing that he could make a phone call, he wiped away his tears, with a smile on his face, and continued to explain something on the phone.

that moment……

Lin Xia felt that all beings were desperately and hardworking to live.

The adult world...

Nothing seems to be easy.

Following the hurried footsteps, they walked across another overpass.

On the overpass, wandering singers are still singing hoarsely, singing about not yielding to life, singing about the power of living...

But the pedestrians were in a hurry, but not many people stopped, as if he was a marginal figure.

The students went to interview with cameras on their shoulders.

The vagabond singer is very talkative. After seeing someone interviewing him, he was very happy.

He introduced himself as "Ah K", who came from Huizhou and has been in Yanjing for five years.

In the past five years, he served dishes, worked as a resident singer in a bar, was scolded as a bum, and lay down under an overpass like a homeless man, and was full of mosquito bites...

He is optimistic.

He said that music is his life, without music, there is no life.

This is his dream!

But the more optimistic he was, the more Lin Xia felt a tightness in his chest.

In this world, there are too many people who yearn for success and fame, and there are also many people who persist in the same way...

Unfortunately, only one lucky person can appear out of thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

In front of the camera, he desperately introduced his new song.

He never called himself a "wandering singer", he considered himself a musician.

He is waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a bole who can appreciate him!

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After interviewing the wandering singers, the students went to the next place under the leadership of Ke Zhanchi.

The vagabond singer didn't recognize Ke Zhanchi, but felt that Ke Zhanchi looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

When the people gradually left, the vagabond singer did not have any hope for this kind of interview.

He has done many similar video interviews, but those interviews are nothing...

He continued to hold the guitar, singing original songs that no one cared about, waiting hoarsely for the next person to visit.

Just when the prelude sounded...

He saw not far away, a young man turned back.

There was also a girl wearing a mask, but judging from her figure and skin, she was definitely a beautiful girl followed behind the young man.

"Sing it, let me listen." The young man looked at him with a smile.

"Dude, do you want some songs?"

"point!"

"What song is it?"

"Your new song..."

""Yanjing Night"?"

"Yes!"

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)