I'm a genius star

Chapter 51
What should I do this New Year's Day tonight?
Original music singer Chen Wenyi sighed in a dilapidated rental house with only a dozen square meters.

The entire rental house was in a state of filth, a strong smell of alcohol wafted in the air, and clothes and instant noodle boxes were casually left on the ground.

On the other hand, Chen Wenyi's hair was disheveled, and he looked like he hadn't washed his hair for several weeks. The stubble around his mouth and heavy dark circles under his eyes made him look very tired.

In his youth, full of ambition, he carried a guitar on his back, left his hometown where he had lived for more than 20 years, and embarked on the road of music creation.

Today, he is 34 years old.

11 years of unfulfilled ambitions and countless ups and downs made him even more unclear where the end of this road was.

Looking at the watch, the hour hand skipped 12, which means that the annual New Year's Day is coming.

Chen Wenyi's eyes were lax, and he remembered the path he had to take to go back to his hometown. After walking for more than ten minutes, he would see the big yellow dog guarding Aunt Xu's house. Walking forward for 10 minutes, he would see a fence The courtyard of the besieged city, and Uncle Wu who sits in a rocking chair every day, basking in the sun, go further
Cough!

There was a sore itching in his lungs, he came back to his senses, and took out a box of half-smoked five-yuan cigarettes from a dirty clothes on the ground.

Light a cigarette, puff the clouds, and restore calm in the lungs.

A cigarette was smoked quickly, the cigarette butt was pressed and rubbed on the ground casually, and the remaining cigarette was carefully put into the dirty clothes.

Chen Wenyi stood up and came to a corner, where there was a very dilapidated desktop computer with a large head. Nowadays, this kind of computer has become very outdated and rare, but it is the most valuable item for him who is poor and destitute. up.

This was something that the previous landlord didn't want. It was originally going to be sold to the scrap collector, but the scrap collector actually killed him for less than 50 yuan. The landlord threw the old computer to Chen Wenyi in a fit of anger.

Chen Wenyi skillfully operated the big phone. He hadn't looked at the music list for a long time, so he clicked on the music list.

From top to bottom, they were almost all the songs he was familiar with, and he flipped through them, basically not staying on those songs for a second.

Suddenly, he saw a song he hadn't heard before.

Rank 32: "I"

Chen Wenyi snorted secretly: "Su Yun? Another lucky newcomer?"

Curious and jealous, he clicks into the song and plays it.

"Happiness is, there is more than one way to be happy."

"The most honor is that everyone is the glory of the creator."

"Don't dodge, live for the life I like."

"Don't use powder, just stand in the corner of light."

"I am me! It's fireworks of different colors."

"The sky is vast! Be the strongest foam."

"I like me! Let Qiangwei prescribe a result."

"In the lonely desert, the same nakedness blooms."

"I am me, a firework of a different color."

"The sky is as wide as the sea, so be the strongest foam."

"I like me, let Qiangwei produce a result."

"In the lonely desert, the same blooming... nakedness."

Chen Wenyi: "."

He was stunned, just sitting in front of the computer.

After listening to it once, it will automatically replay and the single track will loop.

Chen Wenyi just sat in front of the computer, lost in thought.

Suddenly, his eye sockets became red, and he had accumulated too many tears, which he could no longer hold back and gushed out.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Two hours later, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Chen Wenyi was still sitting in front of the old computer, repeating that song.

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Is that me?"

I don't know when, those friends who originally decided to embark on the road of music with him have left.

Chen Wenyi has always believed that it is because they are not strong-willed, what can people who are not strong-willed succeed in?
Chen Wenyi has disconnected from all of them, he is arrogant and disdains to be friends with those who give up their dreams so easily.

He firmly believes that as long as he persists, he will be able to succeed.

But he didn't.

Two years, three years, five years, ten years.

Now, it has been 11 years.

It has been 23 years since I left home at the age of 11.

Two years later, he was still struggling.

Three years ago, he still firmly believed that he was about to succeed.

In five years, he basically stopped writing songs, and would just silently look at the new songs on the music charts, and then ruthlessly ridicule them.

Ten years ago, he no longer paid much attention to the affairs of the music circle, but was more concerned about how to survive in this city.

"I'm me...?" He smiled self-deprecatingly again, picked up a small and old Nokia mobile phone from his side, and opened the phone book.

"Li Weiwei, Zu Weiqian, Hongzi, Dan Bingzi, Erwa, Xunzi, Xiaoqian" he flipped the pages and read until the end: "Mom and Dad."

Chen Wenyi carefully touched the scratched Nokia screen, his eyes gradually became more energetic.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Wenyi was woken up by the alarm clock.

Putting the phone on the bedside, Chen Wenyi rummaged through the whole house, and finally found a set of clothes that were still passable.

Change clothes and pants, walk to the cold water pool, put the almost empty shampoo bottle in it, then shake it, pour the shampoo mixed with foam on the head, and use cold water to cleanse the hair that hasn't been washed for a long time. Wash it again.

After 10 minutes, he basically got good ratings, put on a hat, put the guitar in the corner on his back, and pushed the door out.

Chen Wenyi came to a street with a lot of traffic. On a cold winter morning in January, he was wearing two thin clothes and carrying a guitar. The cold wind blew past him, making his mouth turn purple.

But his eyes remained firm, he opened the bag, took out the guitar, spread the bag, and put it in front of him.

He touched his beloved guitar, even though it was in that dilapidated and messy rental house, it was still brand new, no matter how desolate his life was, he had no intention of selling it, which was enough to show his love for this guitar Love.

Gently plucking the strings, he sings:

"Happiness is, there is more than one way to be happy."

"The most honor is that everyone is the glory of the creator."

His voice was different from Su Yun's. His voice was hoarse and more magnetic. He closed his eyes and continued to sing:

"Don't dodge, live for the life I like."

"Don't use powder, just stand in the corner of light."

"I am me! It's fireworks of different colors."

"The sky is vast! Be the strongest foam."

"I like me! Let Qiangwei prescribe a result."

"In the lonely desert, the same nakedness blooms."

I despise and hate those friends who give up their dreams easily, but myself, don't I give up the same?

And they, in pursuit of a better, more fulfilling life, while I live like a prodigal dog, laugh at them for giving up their dreams.

Unwilling, angry, disappointed, hopeless.

Just when I heard this song, all these emotions accumulated over the years slowly dissipated.

Chen Wenyi sang hoarsely:

"I am me, a firework of a different color."

"The sky is as wide as the sea, so be the strongest foam."

"I like me, let Qiangwei produce a result."

"In the lonely desert, the same blooming... nakedness."

Yes, I am me.

The sky is vast, and I want to be the strongest person!

Dad, Mom, wait for me, my son will definitely make some achievements and go back home!

On New Year's Day, many street performers appeared all over the country, singing the same song.

The next day, on the Internet, hundreds of unknown artists and tens of thousands of netizens forwarded the same song.

On the third day, "I" climbed to the top again with overwhelming listening volume, becoming No.1 on the Music Billboard.

A month later, "I" swept all the charts and playlists like a storm, and became popular all over the world.

Feng Yajun's studio.

Feng Yajun sat on the sofa, holding black tea in one hand, and savoring it carefully.

Ji Xueqin was on the other side, holding a tablet in her hand, looking at the listening data of "I", with a look of disbelief:
"This is too exaggerated. In one month, you have surpassed those songs that have been played for two or three years?"

The corners of Feng Yajun's mouth curled up slightly:
"In about a month, the increase in the number of listeners will slowly come down. Let's release our song in a month's time."

Ji Xueqin remembered what Feng Yajun said casually last time: This song hasn't worked out yet, you will know after a while, Ji Xueqin was silent.

She didn't take this sentence to heart, but now the data on the tablet in her hand was slapping her hard in the face.

She looked at Feng Yajun again, and her admiration for her increased again.

Ji Xueqin suddenly thought of another sentence she said at that time in horror: It is estimated that by then, those two heavenly kings will have a headache.

"Probably. No way." Ji Xueqin prayed in her heart.

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