Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

This is a relatively old community in SJZ. It was built in the 1980s and 1990s. They are all five or six-story red brick buildings.

The ground is full of potholes, old-fashioned telephone poles are here and there, and the wires are a mess.

Tang Qingyuan's family of three lives here.

Tang Qingyuan is almost fifty years old this year and is an ordinary worker in the factory. He has long passed the age of chasing stars.

But recently I fell in love with a song by a band called Qingmanglu, and I listened to it online when I had nothing to do.

Of course, everything he was looking for was free, and he wouldn’t listen to NetEase Cloud’s recharge VIP songs.

Although he liked the band very much, he still didn't want to pay a penny for it.

Listening to music is just for fun.

I still feel a bit reluctant to pay for entertainment.

He heard that the Qing Mang Lu Band was coming to SJZ to hold a concert. Of course, it was impossible for him to buy a ticket to enter the venue. Today was the weekend and he didn't have to work overtime. His wife worked the night shift and wouldn't be home at night.

He went to the canteen at the entrance of the community and bought a bottle of beer and a plate of peanuts. He sat at the small dining table and searched for videos about the concert on the Internet with his mobile phone.

The organizer of this kind of live performance will definitely not broadcast it live. What he searches for are pirated copies secretly taken by fans at the venue.

The effect is not very good, the picture is shaken and the sound is noisy, but I can still barely hear the singer on the stage.

I want to go to Guilin

I want to go to Guilin

But when you have money

I don't have time

Tang Qingyuan hummed this song along with the music while eating peanuts.

The lyrics are very upbeat and nice to listen to.

He has not been to Guilin either.

I didn’t go there when I was young, and I don’t go there now.

No time, and more importantly, no money.

Of course, if you bite the bullet and go to Guilin with your whole family, you will still have to spend tens of thousands of dollars, but it is not worth it.

There are too many places to spend money at home.

My son just graduated from college this year and found a job but the salary was not high.

Later, we have to fall in love and get married. The most important thing is the house!

These all cost money.

Thinking of this, you still have the nerve to spend thousands of dollars to have fun leisurely? !

Just look at it at home and online.

It's like listening to music without paying a penny.

"Young Jinshi" and "Baqiao Liu".

He could basically sing the songs of the Qingmanglu Band. He sang along while drinking and eating peanuts. Tang Qingyuan also felt very happy.

The more than two-hour concert was coming to an end, and he also wanted to know what songs Yu Dongqing would sing about SJZ.

Until this song "Kill the man named Shijiazhuang!" "Appear.

The name is not flattering.

But as he listened, Tang Qingyuan found the lyrics very familiar.

Shiyao, People's Square, Bajiao counter.

The term that had been buried in history appeared before him again, and he fell into silence.

The door opened and a young guy walked in.

"Dad, I'm back."

No need to look, it's his son Tang Bin.

"Where's my mother?" Tang Bin asked as soon as he entered the door and looked around.

"night shift."

Tang Bin said "Oh" and said nothing more. Just as he was about to enter his room, he suddenly noticed his father sitting at the small dining table. Something seemed wrong today.

His eyes were red.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Tang Bin asked in surprise.

"No, it's nothing." Tang Qingyuan quickly wiped his eyes and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Have eaten." Tang Bin replied casually, and suddenly found that his father's mobile phone was playing the live performance of Qingmanglu Band, but it was already over.

He knew that his father was a fan of the Qingmanglu Band.

Tang Bin thought of the news he saw on the Internet and said. "Dad, I heard that the Qingmanglu Band sang our SJZ songs at today's concert, which was not nice and slandered our International Village."

"Slander?" Tang Qingyuan slowly raised his head and looked at his son.

"This is a social truth and a piece of history, but some people don't know it, or they pretend not to know it." Tang Qingyuan said with a smile.

Looking at his father's somewhat old face, Tang Bin suddenly thought of something and wanted to talk to his father. As usual, his father was silent and unwilling to say more.

After singing all night, Yu Dongqing didn't sleep in the next morning. She got up and went to the hotel restaurant to eat the buffet. Zhang Yang and the others also arrived, and they sat together and chatted while eating.

At this time, Luo Yun walked in hurriedly, her expression not very good.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Yu Dongqing asked with concern: "Go get some food. The food here is pretty good."

"Holly, look at the hot searches!"

"Oh, it's on the hot search again?" Yu Dongqing took out his phone and opened it and looked at it, his face was a little ugly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yang, who was sitting opposite, also took out his mobile phone and his face became ugly.

"Killing that Shijiazhuang man sung by Qingmanglu Band is a slander to our city!" suddenly ranked first in the hot search!

"Dongqing, I'm worried about the impact it will have on you and your Qingmang Band!" Luo Yun expressed her worries.

"Influence? What impact? At worst, fewer people will listen, will it break the sky?!" Yu Dongqing didn't care.

It really doesn't matter.

"You can eat. It's okay. You have a good rest today. You have been exhausted these past few days." Yu Dongqing said.

"Um."

Luo Yun saw Yu Dongqing so calm, and the anxiety in her heart felt much younger. She picked out what she liked to eat on the plate.

Originally, Yu Dongqing and the others planned to go out for a stroll wearing sunglasses, but Luo Yun strongly advised them not to go and stay in the hotel, including the organizer Tenglong Company.

He said that the song you sang last night had such an impact, so don’t let anything go wrong if you go out.

Although Yu Dongqing and the others are not worried, they still have to think about the organizer, and they are under great pressure.

So I simply didn’t go anywhere and just stayed in the dormitory. It was good to sleep and chat.

Public opinion online was initially one-sided, but slowly some people began to reflect on this issue.

Yu Dongqing didn't look at this either.

The next afternoon, he took the band on a plane to Zhengzhou, the third stop of the tour.

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