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"Floating to the north, don't ask about my hometown

"The towering ancient city walls cannot stop sadness~

"I'm drifting to the north. Is my family okay?"

"The heavy luggage on my shoulders is filled with melancholy~"

In the imperial capital, in a dark and lightless basement.

Tan Jing's soul-soaking loop of singing came from the old tape recorder. The man sitting in front of the bed, extinguishing cigarettes one after another, had a slight redness around his eyes.

He has not yet reached the age of thirty, and the eye-catching white hair is already vaguely visible under the dim light of the short shaven head shaved to save money.

The low-quality pirated tape had serious cracks and loss of sound when Zhou Yi's sharp rap was played, but the man seemed not to hear it and continued to smoke cigarettes one after another.

But the right hand holding the cigarette was still trembling slightly because of the surge of emotion.

"Some people said that he owed a lot of money in his hometown and needed to avoid the limelight.

"Some people say that he has practiced martial arts but has no chance to show off.

"Some people have lost themselves and are drifting around

"Some people work for their dreams, for three meals a day, to support their families..."

I don’t know how many times I have listened to Zhouyi’s song, but this time it finally broke through the psychological defense line in the man’s heart. The simple but precise lyrics were like a knife thrust into his chest, and he But there was no way to resist.

Her eyes were obviously red, but she still couldn't cry.

He left his hometown and came to the capital, a profitable first-tier city, to live in a dark basement with others and learn to be a painter.

The daily food can only be said to be a little better than eating bran throat vegetables. After working for a month, you can earn dozens of yuan, and your master has to take part of it.

In this way, he had to save money and send some money to his family, because he had a younger brother and a younger sister at home.

He originally thought he could withstand it and still laughed every day.

Until my roommate brought back a pirated tape, saying it was a song sung by Zhou Yi, which was very popular last year, so I had to listen to it. After all, genuine ones are too expensive. One CD is one month's salary, and one tape is one-third of their salary.

In comparison, the pirated tape his roommate got back only cost a few cents.

Because it was rented from a small pirated video store at the intersection.

You can rent it for two cents a day, and you can listen to it for five days for one yuan.

For a person like Yao Li who wants to wear the same clothes all year round, this is already the most luxurious activity in his daily life.

Listening to the love and love, I imagined riding in the rivers and lakes, enjoying the grudges and grudges.

Everything was fine at first, but today I was blown away by the song "Floating to the North" by Zhouyi.

"What the hell, why are you singing so well..."

After once again stubbing out the cigarette butts on hand, Yao Li washed his face and cursed Zhou Yi. However, after turning his head and seeing the tape packaging box that his roommate placed on the table, he still wrote down the tape package on the cover that looked similar to his own. It is a young man in two worlds who has left the house.

"Eh? Brother Yao? Are you here to rent videos too?"

In the small video store at the intersection, a young man holding a disc in his hand saw Yao Li, speaking Mandarin with a Hebei accent, and said hello to him with a smile.

"No, Baoqiang, I'm not interested in watching movies today."

Yao Li scratched his head and turned his gaze to the old man sitting at the counter, shaking a cattail leaf fan: "Rent a CD of Zhouyi, "Jiangnan"."

"No more, it's all rented out. If you want to rent it, come early in two days."

The little old man who has heard the name "Zhou Yi" these days has become calloused in his ears and said without raising his head: "The fastest return of the "Jiangnan" tape will be in two days.

"If you want it now, that big store three streets away will sell genuine ones."

"..."

He actually wanted to buy the genuine version.

Yao Li was speechless and could only plan to come back in two days. Just as he was planning to come back in two days, the young man from Hebei named Baoqiang spoke up——

"Brother Yao, do you want "Jiangnan"? I have one over there. If you want to use it, I can lend it to you for a few days."

Wang Baoqiang, who had just arrived in the Imperial Capital and started looking for opportunities, said with a smile: "Someone gave it to me when I went to the set last time, but there are two songs that I can no longer listen to. They are very harsh."

"Can you listen to "Floating to the North" and "Jiangnan"?"

"That must be possible!"

"Okay, lend me a few days."

Among the vast number of people who drift to the north in the imperial capital, the popularity and popularity of the song "Floating to the North" even exceeds that of "Jiangnan", the first hit of Zhou Yi's album.

It’s just that most of them are pirated versions listened to by people like Yao Li and Wang Baoqiang.

The only people who are really willing to spend money to buy genuine CDs or tapes are those who have made a little money.

Among them, bar singers are the main force among the Beipiao community who buy genuine albums——

For example, Huang Bo owed a lot of money because his business went bankrupt, and was forced to run away from his hometown and return to the imperial capital to make money to pay off his debts.

Last year, he participated in the childhood movie "Get in the Car and Let's Go", which did not bring about earth-shaking changes to his current situation. This year, he is still a resident singer and a walk-on.

As a resident singer in a bar, Zhou Yi's new album just released is naturally the key track that he can sing to make money.

As a part-time legend in the Imperial City bar scene, after Zhou Yi became popular, his experience of making money by singing and singing in major wineries when he first came to the Imperial Capital has long been spread.

Of course, after the 1998 World Cup, Zhou Yi's so-called part-time singing was purely for fun.

Huang Bo had heard more than once the magical stories about the lavish women in the bar who spent a lot of money just to catch Zhou Yi and sleep for a few days.

Whenever people are quiet at night, Huang Bo, who is listening to Zhouyi songs and learning songs, will feel a little emotional.

Back then, wherever Zhou Yi went, people were begging him to sing. The bar owner even gave him money to keep him. There were also all kinds of beautiful girls rushing to pay him, and it was said that he lived every day like an emperor choosing a concubine.

As for him, his singing is not bad either, and he is recognized in the bar circle as the resident singer who can bring out the emotions of Zhou Yi's songs that have not yet been recorded into albums.

Although there are not no women, the quality can only be said to be unsatisfactory, and the quantity is not large.

Unless he uses money.

However, he can't make much money from singing.

As a person who has been in a band for a long time, Huang Bo, who aspires to become a big star in the music industry, has used Zhao Chuan to encourage him more than once, but the cruel reality has hit him completely.

And now, Zhou Yi's new song "Floating to the North" really made him almost depressed.

He can almost perfectly relate to the experience of this song.

"well……"

Watching the MV in Zhou Yi's new album, Huang Bo, who started learning songs again, slapped himself twice and tried to stop himself from thinking so much that he should work hard to learn Zhou Yi's songs well.

He still has to rely on Zhou Yi's songs to make money for food and rent.

Thanks to his singing skills and abundant emotions, although he is not good-looking, he can still call himself a bankrupt and shrunk version of Xiao Zhouyi in the bar street.

In fact, the owner of the bar where he sang has always promoted him in this way.

After all, Ren Zhouyi will not come back now. It is not shabby to make some money by touching porcelain.

until--

"What are you talking about? There is a young Zhou Yi in Bar Street who is famous for his singing? Next Weekly is planning to go there to dig out my material?"

June 21st.

Zhou Yi, who had just finished his sixth new album signing event in the imperial capital, received news from his manager Qian Jiang, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Just go, they can't find anything in the bar street. You can't be so arrogant, it's because you don't want to die fast enough."

He is suing for defamation.

The news written in the media is not like the big sister I met in the bar street. The worst is to hold a press conference and make a ppt to prove my innocence.

ps: There will be another five updates tomorrow

ps2: I’m forced to work overtime remotely tonight, damn!

No overtime pay yet!