Entertainment check-in: from being abandoned by first love

Chapter 181
roadside.

The elder brother who is holding a guitar and singing has a vicissitudes of life.

The wild cat stayed quietly not far away, looking over here.

Lin Ye looked at him, and he also looked at Lin Ye.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

In the middle, separated by the cold wind in the middle of the night and the dim yellow light cast by street lamps.

in the light.

Floating dust can be seen.

"Director, don't you like this number? This is a man, this is not a girl!"

Someone vomited all sorts of dirty things, caught Lin Ye's gaze, couldn't hold back, and said something.

Finish talking.

He vomits again...

Run to throw up.

Lin Ye suddenly had a different feeling.

He got up, wrapped Huang Bo in one hand, and walked over to the older brother who was singing over there.

In the vicissitudes of life on the face of the singing brother, there is a touch of vigilance.

"That, can you lend me a favor?"

Lin Ye felt uncomfortable in his stomach and felt nauseous, but there was an emotion spreading in his heart.

Probably the effect of alcohol.

It made him a little confused, but his emotions were still flooding.

"Guitar?"

The old man asked tentatively.

"Correct."

Lin Ye took out his pocket and took out a wrinkled 100 yuan: "Lend me for it?"

"I just thought, sing a song."

After he finished speaking, he hiccupped.

For the sake of 100 yuan, the elder brother relaxed his vigilance and showed a kind smile.

He handed the guitar to Lin Ye, and did not forget to ask intimately: "What are you going to sing, I'll play the accompaniment for you, I have quite a few accompaniments here."

Lin Ye waved his hand: "No need."

Holding the guitar, he pushed away Huang Bo beside him with one hand, then sat down on the curb, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the sky.

A breeze blows.

The night is just right.

around.

Quite a few of them are people who just dragged their tired bodies from the night market and walked on the street.

or young.

Or middle age.

Someone with friends.

There are also those who are alone.

or happy.

or sad.

Mostly, they are all passers-by.

Huang Bo sat on the side. He had a good capacity for alcohol. Although he drank a lot, he was conscious.

now.

He looked at Lin Ye, and felt that no matter how Lin Ye looked at him, he looked like a very literary youth.

He glanced at his friend who was vomiting again.

Suddenly, I feel that this is not bad.

That is.

He was a little curious about what Lin Ye would sing.

at last.

After a brief stagnation.

Hayano plucked the strings of the guitar.

The prelude sounded.

The prelude is short.

……

"I have been blown by countless cold winds,
Blow through my chest.

I was dreamed far away,
Forced me to look up at the stars.

I have been ridiculed countless times,

Let me give up my music dream.

I have been surrounded by countless loess,

Overwhelm my surge. "

……

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse, and his mouth was full of the taste of alcohol.

The dust scattered in the light path is slightly scattered along with the singing.

singing together.

Huang Bo was startled.

The few people who were throwing up turned their heads in a daze, staring blankly at the forest field over there, not knowing what they were thinking.

The homeless old man standing by the side went from paying 100 yuan at the beginning to being shocked now. In the middle, the difference was less than 1 minute.

"What song is this..."

He froze for a moment, listening to Lin Ye's song, he just felt that something was surging deep in his heart.

His heart, which had been numb for a long time, trembled slightly.

The passers-by subconsciously stopped one by one, turned their heads, and looked over there.

"This song is nice."

"I've never heard of it, it's kind of interesting."

"That guy is very handsome, how much is it for a night?"

A group of people stopped and looked towards Lin Ye.

Lin Ye was completely unaware of all this.

He just threw his head back, fingering the strings of the guitar.

In his mind, he remembered the dream he had chased.

Those childhood, unrealistic dreams.

Those dreams that were written in the composition texts in elementary and junior high schools, I don’t know when it started, and when I think about it again, I don’t bother to mention the dreams with others.

Recurring in my mind over and over again.

It's like a reel of old movies.

The past reappeared.

……

"I wanted my singing voice,
The endless sinking touch.

I used to think of them as,
I am the rainbow after the storm.

I have put the cause of the fall,

All lost to time.

I took the chance,
Just before my eyes. "

……

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse and his singing was unstable, but his voice was full of emotion.

It is the power to infect people's hearts.

The singing sounded in my ears.

More and more people stopped.

Someone remembered their past.

Someone remembered their indulgence.

Some people think back to when they started to live such an intoxicated life.

But all of a sudden, I couldn't figure it out.

"I also had a musical dream, but I gave up because I sang too badly."

A man in hip-hop clothes who just finished dancing sighed: "How I want to stand on the stage like those people who can sing well."

"I have worked hard and even wrote songs, but unfortunately, no matter whether it is written or sung, it has become a joke in the eyes of others."

"Later... I didn't sing any more after that."

His eyes were gloomy, revealing a touch of loneliness.

Someone leaned on the railing next to him, tilted his head, looked at Lin Ye, his eyes were a little dull: "Fallen..."

"I should be considered a degenerate now. I don't sleep at night and wake up in the morning. I just play disco and play."

"But it seems that before, I don't know when, I also had something I wanted to do, and I don't know how it became like this."

He felt a little pain in his head, rubbed his head, and then realized that it wasn't his head that hurt, but his eyes.

At some point, the eye sockets were stained with dust and turned red.

……

"I have smashed whole mirrors,
The pillow at night is full of tears.

How I want the past to come back,

give me one more chance.

I want to say the past time,

I don't do it for anyone.

Besides empty talk,

That is to say, everything is right and wrong.

……

Lin Ye sang a song, his body swaying slightly with the singing.

His singing voice became hoarse, but he sang with that unique charm.

Someone next to him took out his mobile phone and took a video.

But Lin Ye didn't intend to respond at all.

Someone drank too much, listened to Lin Ye's song, and sighed: "I once tore up a complete homework, and was beaten to a disability the next day."

"That's a really good word."

He sighed.

The person next to him had choked up silently at some point.

"I used to long to grow up and envy the world of adults. Now I have finally become the adult I wanted to be the most, but I am so tired, I really want to go back to my childhood."

"I also want to work hard to be a great person, but I tried hard, failed, then tried hard, then failed again, and finally I gave up, because the hard work didn't move, so I learned to compromise with life, hoping that life can be Fuck me as much as you want, I'm lying flat anyway."

"Ah, this song is obviously so good, but after listening to it, it makes people so sad..."

The eyes of the bystanders were slightly red, looking at the forest over there, their eyes were full of indescribable emotions.

Huang Bo didn't speak at this time.

He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Cigarettes are the kind of Double Happiness that costs a few dollars.

It tastes spicy, but it is cheap.

He leaned against the street tree, looked at the sky, and silently thought of the past.

He has loved acting and singing since he was a child.

He wants to be an artist.

But what to do, the family has no money, and the family does not support it.

So you can't rely on your family, you can only rely on yourself.

He knew from an early age that dreams need to be worked hard and chased by themselves.

He formed a band with his friends.

He plays with friends everywhere.

He hangs out with his friends in bars and becomes a resident singer.

later.

I didn't make much money, but because I wasn't handsome enough, the further I went, the fewer opportunities and less money.

Because friends have no money, the band breaks up and their dreams are gone.

He hung out in bars by himself for a few more years, and found that it would not be a problem if he continued like this, so he decided to go to Hengdian, hoping to become an actor.

then……

Because there is no beautiful appearance.

Because there is not enough thick background.

Because there is no contact with this director or that star.

and so.

He can only be a bitch.

Starting from the corpse, then to A, B, C, Ding without a line, and then to A, B, C, Ding, a passer-by with a line.

He endured and endured, from youth to middle age.

Still don't know when to get ahead, to be truly successful, to be able to get ahead.

But what else to do?

I can only rush forward with my head covered, I can only not think about it, I can only forget everything, only remember two words, work hard.

Anyway, people who are not dead will always come out.

If a person is dead, he is dead.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Lin Ye, with gratitude in his eyes.

It's real gratitude.

Because of Lin Ye, he, Huang Bo, could finally be the protagonist once, and finally he could act in a movie with a lot of lines.

Huang Bo never said this kindness, but he remembered it in his heart.

just now.

Listening to Lin Ye's song, he suddenly felt that Lin Ye understood him.

He is smoking.

Lin Ye sat quietly with his guitar in his arms.

The street lights are still on, and the night sky is cold.

How much I want the past to come back and give me another chance.

　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)