China Entertainment: I really don’t want to live with the queen

1997, March.

Grain Rain has not yet arrived, and the "late spring cold" is raging across the northern land. Heavy snow covers the ground, and it falls all white.

The biting cold wind followed the narrow rectangular channel of one person. When he heard the "plop" of water behind him, Xu Chen had the foresight to hold the rough newspaper tightly with both hands and cover his mouth and nose in all directions.

The cold wind penetrated everywhere, scratching his buttocks like a knife. Unlucky, he snoozed for a few minutes and chose a downdraft. The smell of low-quality cigarettes was mixed with the fermented grains...

Pang stinks!

There was a rustling sound behind him. A strange-looking man with sleepy eyes and sparse hair smashed his cigarette, tightened his belt with both hands, and said nonsense: "Old Xu, I have a bad appetite today! How about your sister-in-law?" Add two full bowls of distiller's grains and season well."

Xu Chen was so angry that he glanced at the man. Facing this face that was familiar to people all over the country, his expression did not change: "Old Huang, my sister-in-law called me last night and said that the pillow and mat were a little cold. It would be better to choose a different day. Please tell me. "Sister-in-law, please prepare two ounces of wine. When it gets dark today, I will drink two ounces and talk to my sister-in-law about what's on my mind."

There was laughter coming one after another from behind, they were all brothers in the trenches, and they were telling dirty jokes: "Huang Bo, you really want some snacks, look at the appearance of Lao Xu's grandson, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his face is as tender as white noodles, even better than in the movies The Aaron Kwok in there is even more handsome, he looks like a contemporary Ximen Qing. When this grandson shares a room with you, I feel terrified..."

Huang Bo was short, with long artistic hair, a dark complexion, and grinned his teeth. He said: "Gangganggang, you are so scared. You have a wife and you are so scared. My wife is a good person and she likes me just like this." That's good, Lao Xu..."

Huang Bo shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull out a handful of hair in a unique way, and said coolly and elegantly: "Is he as handsome as me?"

Xu Chen looked at the collapse of Taishan Mountain in front of him, but his expression was inappropriate. He pointed at the tunnel in an understatement: "Old Huang, if you have urine, please take care of it quickly!"

In the tunnel, everyone burst into laughter.

Enjoying hardships, life in Beipiao is not easy!

For the most common toilet use, the simple rented houses do not have toilets, so we have to go to public toilets.

Summer was just fine, with the chirping of insects as my companion. Looking up through the holes in the canopy, I was lucky enough to be able to count the stars.

Winter is a disaster, the cold wind is howling, and it's so cold in the north. Going to the bathroom is like a battlefield. It's impossible to go out without a trouser pocket.

Being able to have a toilet that is like spring all year round and freely decide the time to go to the toilet is the true "lizi" of a Beipiao person.

"What are you doing? Are you ashamed, gentlemen..."

Separated by a wall, the female compatriot next door couldn't stand listening anymore, she spoke uprightly and said fiercely: "It's really shameless for a few big men to bully a young man like Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu, don't be afraid. Sister Wang is not in a good position right now." I will come and help you..."

The tunnel was suddenly filled with joyful air.

Huang Bo touched his face and shook his head. The world was declining and people's hearts were not as good as before.

Xu Chen, the grandson, relies on his handsomeness and usually sings in bars. He earns 5 yuan per song, while this grandson earns 10 yuan per song. He can easily make a lot of money when he meets old ladies who don't know what they are doing.

It's a pity that because of his talent, Qingdao singer Zhang Xueyou has to succumb to this person.

Huang Bo glanced sideways at Xu Chen. Deciding not to be as knowledgeable as this guy, he put his hands behind his back and turned around to leave.

"Old Huang..."

Xu Chen's voice came from behind, Huang Bo turned around and put his hands behind his back.

The grandson was shameless and pointed at a broken pot: "You happen to be going back, so take this broken pot with you on the way..."

That's too much!

Huang Bo looked at the chamber pot, which was decorated with colorful peonies. It was the eunuch's job to pour the chamber pot.

Baring his teeth, Lao Xu became even more unauthentic!

Xu Chen said slowly: "I have been inspired recently and am going to compose a new song. Lao Huang, believe me, we will really prosper this time!"

"I've already thought of a song title, and it's called The Way of Justice!"

Seeing that what Xu Chen said was true, Huang Bo felt confident. His dark face suddenly became brighter. His eyelids were twitching, and the ghost said: "Old Xu, look at what you said, isn't this the truth?" It's just a matter of convenience, we live in the same courtyard, we are brothers! I will definitely take more care of you."

Brothers, it makes sense for the elder brother to bring a chamber pot to the younger brother on the way!

Huang Bo left happily.

The tunnel was no longer fun, the cold wind was blowing, and Xu Chen's legs were shaking. The feeling was nothing more than being in prison.

He simply let his eyes go blank and his thoughts drifted away aimlessly.

To sum up the experience of the first half of my life, there are only eight words: "Return to 1997 after graduation!"

In his previous life, Xu Chen had both parents, a happy and harmonious family, a native of Shanghai, and a wealthy family. He graduated from Moorea Conservatory of Music, which is not well-known but is the top music conservatory in the world.

After studying for several years, he became proficient in English. France, Japan, the world's popular music has no control, self-contained walking CD player.

Xu Chen’s dream is to become a world pop music king like Michael Jackson, and the minimum standard is to be a Chinese pop music king like Milk Tea Wheel...

Full of ambition, I encountered the epidemic before graduation and was unemployed for several years. Finally, I found my professional counterpart and found a job as a Douyin music anchor without any pain.

Before her rebirth, she was scrolling on TikTok, a beautiful girl majoring in dance and flight attendant, saying: "I studied dance/flight attendant for four years, at least to become a dancer and represent the motherland on the world stage. , promoting traditional Chinese folk dances, as soon as I graduated..."

"Thank you big brother for the carnival, thank you for the big brother for the carnival, big brother is mighty and domineering, I will give him a wipe..."

It was unbearable to look back on the past, and Xu Chen burst into tears when thinking of his former dreams.

Unexpectedly, I woke up from a dream and returned to Peiping.

It is March 1997 in Peiping. This body is also named Xu Chen. Both parents are dead. His occupation is: "Wandering and scavenging for the wealthy, walking on the margins of mainstream society."

I didn’t survive the winter of adulthood and slept on the last day of my eighteenth year.

Poor baby, if there really is a parallel world.

Xu Chen hopes that his predecessor can be reborn in 2022 and become a happy rice bug who eats and waits for death and accompanies his parents.

Two months of rebirth.

Xu Chen was not idle. Relying on his excellent singing skills and musical literacy that was thirty years ahead of the times, he found a job as a resident singer in a bar.

The job of singing in a bar is not difficult, but it is hard-earned money because of the hassle. A song costs 10 yuan. As long as the audience buys it, there is no problem in making a small three hundred per night.

This income is really not low.

In 1997, the current main circulating denomination of RMB was 10 yuan, and the price of pork was 3 yuan per catty. The average annual disposable income in cities and towns across the country was less than 5,000 yuan.

If Xu Chen could work hard every day, endure the abuse of half-aged ladies and older sisters, and the extravagant behavior of wealthy locals who pay fifty for a glass of wine, then the minimum monthly income would be 3,000.

A properly high-income group, compared to 2022, would have at least a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan. In 2022, online wages are falsely high. In reality, those with a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan are rare.

pity.

Even Xu Chen rarely sings in bars. The bottom line is: "Involution!"

For example, Huang Bo.

Xu Chen met while singing in a bar. After all, he was a well-known star in the future. Xu Chen deliberately made friends, and the two became friends who talked about everything.

Huang Bo currently sings in a bar, and each song only costs 5 yuan. Because he has to support his family, he almost always sings all night long. At this time, at the best time, he just broke through 1,800 yuan a month.

His wife is even worse. She is currently working as a waitress in a restaurant, with a salary of 500 yuan, and she has one day off. Work twelve hours.

Poor!

It's not that Xu Chen never thought about signing a contract with a music company, but he gave up in the end. After all, a music company is a contract of prostitution. After all, he is a reborn person. If he signed a contract of prostitution, if it were a novel, readers would definitely say "very poisonous".

There is always a way out.

Now, there is a God-given opportunity.

On July 1, 1997, China reunited and the Pearl returned!

In 1997, there was a fight between the Chinese singing gods, Tao Zhe, Mok Wenwei, Zhang Huimei, Wang Fei...

The kings and queens are competing for their songs. Almost every month, a hit song is sung across the country. The fans of this era are undoubtedly happy.

but!

In 1997, from the battle between kings and queens, he emerged as the singer who won the number one hit of the year...

But it’s Liu Defa!

In April 1997, Liu Defa released the album "Love Is So Magical", which contained a patriotic song "Chinese People", which occupied the right place at the right time. Once released, it swept through all major song charts and entered the charts with unrivaled momentum. The top ten golden songs of the year, finally becoming a god.

Liu Defa himself gained both fame and fortune with this song. From then on, he became very popular in the hearts of mainland audiences and was well-deserved as the "King of Heaven"...

On this occasion.

Xu Chen's idea is very simple. If Liu Defa is capable, he is equally capable!

Not just a patriotic song.

I sing "Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth" in my left hand, "Serve the Country with Loyalty" in my right hand, "Thousands of Mountains and Suns and Moons" on my head, "As You Wish" on my feet, and "Hope" on my chest. I am armed to the teeth, don't believe me or be popular!

Your mere song "Chinese People" is a glimpse of the world's heroes!

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

If you don't sign with a music company, you can only record singles and find a company to release them yourself.

The water in the music world is too deep. If you are not careful, Xu Chen will drown in the gutter of distributors and piracy.

besides.

Recording songs is also a big expense.

The price of recording studios in Beijing ranges from 3,000 to 30,000 yuan per song. The legendary recording studio "A Hundred Flowers Deep" recording studio in the Chinese music world is even more priceless.

The recording equipment for newcomers is similar to that of a bar karaoke. With such a production level, the record can only be heard.

"It's difficult!"

The future is uncertain, the moon is dim and the stars are gone.

When Xu Chen came to his senses, the cold wind whizzed, making most of his butt numb, his legs trembling, and his entire neck and back as cold as ice.

It is difficult for a hero to defeat three enemies, not to mention the cold weather and the freezing wind.

At this moment.

Xu Chen only has one dream...

The toilet that looks like spring all year round must be paid for by someone!