My 1999

Pengcheng Golden Age Song and Dance Hall.

Gorgeous and changeable neon lights filled every corner. Under the dim lights, men and women drank wine from glasses and talked and laughed wantonly.

On the middle stage, a curly-haired girl wearing a white coat and a large belt around her waist was singing "Flying" by Xu Huaiyu, a two-thousand-year-old pop song, with a high-pitched voice.

The man next to him wearing a jacket and with a bald head occasionally sang a harmony, but most of it was in a soy sauce state.

"The rain is falling, my tears flying in the sky..."

After singing one song, the two gave the stage to other singers.

"Linghua, Brother Yi, give you water."

Zeng Yi asked after taking a few sips of water from the waiter.

"Where's Zhang Jie? He's not here yet?"

"No."

"Can't get through on the phone?"

"Um."

Zeng Yi showed a trace of anger on his face. As the music director of the Golden Cabaret, what he hated most was this kind of singer who disappeared for no reason.

Even if you want to leave, at least say something and let us know whether you are dead or alive.

"Old Zeng, let's go to her house and have a look?" Linghua asked worriedly.

Zeng Yi nodded.

The two changed their clothes and went straight to Xingfuli Community in Futian District.

As friends, they came to Zhang Jie's home.

The familiar guy came to the door and knocked, bang, bang, bang.

But there was still no movement.

Click.

The door opposite opened, and an old lady wearing a gray short coat came out.

"Hey, stop banging on the door, the whole corridor will hear you."

"Auntie, I'm sorry. We want to ask you about someone?" Linghua said quickly.

"Are you asking Xiao Zhang opposite?"

"Yes, that's her."

"Moved yesterday."

"Moved?!"

The two of them didn't expect it to end like this.

The old lady nodded and looked at the two of them up and down.

"Is your name Zeng...?"

"Zeng Yi."

"Yes, yes, Xiao Zhang said when she left that if a bald man named Zeng Yi comes to see her, let me deliver a letter. Just wait, I'll get the letter."

The old lady turned around and went into the house. After a while, she came out with an envelope without a stamp and handed it to Zeng Yi.

"Thank you, aunt."

The old lady waved her hand, "Stop knocking. It's so loud, my old lady's high blood pressure is about to go off."

The two nodded, opened the envelope and read it.

After browsing it quickly, Zeng Yi sighed and handed the letter to Linghua.

"Zhang Jie has returned to his hometown."

After reading the letter, Linghua suddenly said.

"I can understand her.

Twenty-four hours a day, except for eating and sleeping, I devoted all my time to rehearsing and singing. As a result, my monthly salary was only 800 yuan.

In these days when I can't see my future, I can hardly hold on anymore. "

Zeng Yi also became silent after hearing this.

He is the music director of the Golden Cabaret, and his income is certainly higher than that of Linghua, an ordinary actor.

The pressure is not as great as theirs.

But he is also aware of their hardships, with low wages, long hours and high intensity, and no future in sight. It's really better to change to a more relaxed job.

"Let's go back."

Zeng Yi said with some waning interest.

Sitting on the bus back to the city, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became a bit depressing.

When he was about to arrive at the company, Zeng Yi suddenly stopped.

"If you want to leave one day, you must inform me in advance."

Linghua had the unique pleasure of northern women and patted his shoulder grandly.

"Old Zeng, don't worry. If I go back to my hometown one day, I will definitely treat you to a dinner party."

"That `s a deal."

"That's a deal."

"Jingle Bell…!"

Linghua's cell phone suddenly rang.

She picked it up and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number. She was originally upset and planned not to answer it, but in the end she accidentally pressed the call button.

"Is this Miss Yang Linghua?"

There was a gentle female voice on the phone.

"I am, who are you?"

"Hello, I am Hu Fei, assistant to the general manager of Hongmeng Music Company. The cover song you posted on our company website is very popular and has reached the signing standard.

If you are interested, you can report to the company before January 20th and become our signed singer.

We will tailor-make tracks for you and promote them with professional packaging to help you become a truly popular singer. "

Linghua was stunned for a moment. Although she sang in the cabaret and formed a group, her influence was limited to the cabaret and was incomparable with those singers who actually appeared on TV.

Now suddenly someone wants to sign a contract with him and package and promote it, which feels a bit unreal.

"Can you say it again? I...I didn't quite hear something."

His tone was tense and exciting, but also full of anticipation.

Hu Fei repeated it again.

"The company address and phone number have been sent to your mobile phone, and there is also a notification in the background of the website. If you are interested, please report to the company before the 12th."

"Okay, I'll remember it, thank you."

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Linghua was still in a daze.

Just as Zeng Yi was about to speak, his cell phone rang.

The content is the same as Linghua's.

"Old Zeng, when did you start playing online?"

"I often listen to music on Hongmeng Music. Later, I saw the original musician development plan at the top of their homepage, so I uploaded the songs we sang before.

I didn't expect to be selected in the end. Zeng Yi smiled.

Linghua nodded, she was about the same.

"Then are we going to the capital?" Linghua asked.

Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively, "Of course I want to go. This is a great opportunity for us."

He knows very well that if he stays in the Golden Ballroom, he will always be just a music director.

And if you go to the capital, you might actually be able to break out.

Linghua was also very moved, "It's a pity for Zhang Jie. If she had been a few days later, she might have caught up with this opportunity."

Zeng Yi nodded.

Zhang Jie's phone number couldn't be reached. Even if they wanted to notify the other party, they couldn't.

The two immediately approached their boss and resigned.

The other party didn't embarrass them either.

The next day, I vacated the house, sold all the things I didn't need, and got on the train to the capital with the salute on my back.

One day and one night.

The two of them were extremely tired, and when they left the station, they were unfamiliar with the place.

I bought a few steamed buns and weighed my belly, which finally restored my energy.

The two of them stared blankly at the busy scene in front of them.

"Old Zeng, do you know how to get to Wangjing Building?"

Zeng Yi shook his head simply, "This is also my first time in the capital."

"How about we take a taxi there?"

"Would it be too extravagant?"

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You have been a director after all, how can you be so dismissive?"

"I have resigned now and have no income, so of course I have to save some money." Zeng Yi said directly.

Just as Linghua was about to speak, a slightly hoarse voice interrupted.

"Hello."

The two turned their heads.

A round-faced man wearing an old black jacket, hat, and carrying a broken guitar came into view.

"I just heard that you were going to Wangjing Building. I want to go there too. We can share a car together."

Linghua asked directly with the excitement of a northern girl in her temper.

"You also go to Hongmeng Music Company."

The man nodded and smiled: "You guys too?"

"We also came from Pengcheng after receiving their call. My name is Linghua and his name is Zeng Yi."

Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, the man shook it.

"Luo Lin, from Urumqi."

After the two parties said hello, the common destination made each other feel a little cordial.

Carpooling has become a natural thing.

From Beijing Railway Station to Wangjing Building, I looked at the modern office buildings in front of me.

The three of them inexplicably have more confidence in Hongmeng Music Network.

If you can work in a place like this, it is definitely not a scam company.

When you come to the gate, there is a guard next to you.

"Master, which floor is Hongmeng Music on?" Linghua asked.

The uniformed security guard glanced at them.

"On the 7th floor, turn left in front and you'll find the elevator."

"Thanks."

After the three people turned through the T-shaped entrance in front, they quickly saw a row of elevators.

It's working time now and there aren't many people.

They found the nearest one and approached it.

In front of them, there was another young man wearing a black down jacket, with three-part hair, and a polite look.

The latter glanced at them and said nothing.

Linghua had a familiar temperament, and when she saw the other person's appearance of artistic bacteria, she asked with a smile.

"Brother, are you going to Hongmeng Music Company too?"

The young man who looked a little aloof smiled and nodded.

"Looking at you guys carrying guitars, it should be the same, right?"

Linghua nodded.

"My name is Linghua, and this is my partner Zeng Yi. We came from Pengcheng. This is Luo Lin, a man from the northwest from Urumqi."

"My name is Li Jian, nice to meet you."

After shaking hands with Linghua and Zeng Yi, he looked at Luo Lin.

"I heard your song "Love Song of the Western Regions" on Hongmeng Music. It was great."

"Thanks."

"Why didn't you bring your luggage?" Linghua asked curiously.

"My family is from the capital."

Everyone understands.

It's close to home.

Ding.

The elevator door opened and everyone walked up.

Come to the seventh floor.

The elevator door opens.

Facing the front is the Hongmeng Music logo.

After entering, the front desk is on the left.

The front desk, who had already received instructions, saw them coming in, quickly stood up and smiled.

"Are you all singers invited by the company?"

"yes."

The front desk took out a form and handed it over.

"Can you please fill it out first?"

After they finished filling it out, the front desk guided them to the reception room.

"You guys take a seat first, our artist director will be here soon."

Not long after, a middle-aged woman wearing a brown women's suit with her hair tied high opened the door and walked in.

Seeing her, everyone stood up quickly.

"Hello, I am Hongmeng Music Artist Director Sui Fangmin."

"Hello, Director Sui."

Everyone stood up quickly.

"Everyone, sit down."

Her eyes swept over everyone, and the people she saw couldn't help but look reserved, but Luo Lin was much better.

He is older, has rich social experience, and is the music director of a music company, so his mentality is much calmer.