Hanqing Japanese Words

Like the small road we must pass in our life, it is backed by the bustling, facing the avenue, the wind is blowing, and there are girls and dogs.

This is the alley behind the back door of a convention and exhibition center in Shijiazhuang. The five members of the Jailman band are squatting under a tree, smoking a cigarette and drinking a can of beer.

"Five years," the old man looked at the misty smoke rising above his head, "Five years, we can finally hold a special show!"

Lao He, who was squatting on his right hand, took the half of the cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a big puff, "I can finally shake my hair recklessly at our own concert!"

He passed the cigarette to Ajia who was sitting on the stone steps. Ajia didn't know how to smoke. He took a sip, swallowed it like them, and then coughed lightly, "I can finally say to my mother" Son made it'."

The cigarette, which was no more than one knuckle long, came into Shao Che's hand. While smoking, Shao Che watched the cigarette burn to the end, and there was only enough length left for a small puff. He puffed out clouds and said with emotion:

"I'm finally one step closer to my dream."

The seven wolves with only one mouthful finally arrived between Cheng Han's fingers. He watched the small pinch of flames burn the shredded tobacco into ashes, and held the cigarette holder between his lips.The last puff of smoke is the fiercest and strongest.

"I..." He was thinking in his mind, success, dream, publicity, none of which he pursued, but at this moment he suddenly remembered what Song Kun said to him before he died, as if time had passed and he realized, "I can finally be aboveboard. on the road."

Not a gangster, not a duck, not other crooked identities, but a singer, a singer who relies on real materials.

Five people drank the can of dark beer in turn, filed into the back door, walked through the darkness, and found their own positions on the stage, and then the searchlights hanging above their heads suddenly lit up, lighting up the screams and cheers, lighting up the crowd and the crowd. arm.

"It's like walking into the forest in the early morning, where there is morning dew and deepness, you pass through the layers of dark green and muddy swamps, and find a vast expanse of blue sea and blue sky,

That's where you've never been.

You hear the waves crashing on the rocky cliffs, and you see the day shining like fire on the boundless sea and sky,

No sails, no people, no life, no barriers, only the waves of ashes, only the scorching light,

Jump, fall, float, struggle.

Like walking into a battlefield at dusk, where there are guns and gunpowder smoke, you pass through the decapitated corpses and disintegrated homes, and you find a hilly wheat field full of guns and bullets,

That's where you never wanted to be.

Listen to the fighter plane piercing the red clouds of the setting sun, and see the lingering twilight enveloping the sky and the earth as far as the eye can see,

No companions, no peace, no laughter, no Haiyan Heqing, only the howling dog, only the angry soul,

Scream, run, run, die.

Scream, run, float, struggle,

Suffer and die.Die, be reborn..."

""Blue Sea and the Battlefield", thank you." Cheng Han bowed slightly, causing even more enthusiastic cheers from below. This is the title song in the album "Illusion and Reality" by the prison band.

The whole song has a very brilliant and powerful arrangement, with the keyboard gradually entering, the drums advancing, and then a guitar solo transforming from melancholy to anger, pushing the song to the final climax.The intensity of the rendering is extremely strong, and the final roar that is almost weeping makes the audience feel sad, wanting to die just like the libretto, and it seems to die in the melody and then come back to life.

The atmosphere of the special session was hotter than expected, and the chorus of each song was a grand scene of a chorus of thousands of people.

Five years of hard work were condensed in just nine 10 minutes. Fortunately, the response received in these nine 10 minutes was worth the hard work of these five years.

After the special session, everyone was happily drunk.

Cheng Han didn't remember how he got back to the hotel room. He woke up with a splitting headache and habitually shouted, "Qing'er, pour me a glass of water!"

He stretched out his hands in the air lying on the bed, and waited for a long time when no one brought water. Then he vaguely remembered that he was not at home, and Guan Qing was not around.

He sighed in disappointment, staggered to the bathroom and flushed his face. When he woke up, he took out his phone, and three missed calls and several WeChat messages popped up.

It was already noon, he thought that Guan Qing should be having lunch at the moment, so he dialed the phone.

"Hello?" Guan Qing hurried out from the box, "Are you sober?"

Cheng Han looked at the ceiling above his head, "How do you know I've been drinking?"

"There's no need to guess. You have to drink every time you go out, not to mention that last night was your first special event for thousands of people. It would be weird if you didn't drink to celebrate." Blog, thousands of comments, although not many, but it is already very good in the underground rock circle. My section chief also said that I want to get your autograph!"

Cheng Han didn't feel much about it. Even if it became popular, it was their music that became popular, not their group of people.Walking on the street, you will not be recognized and asked to sign a group photo. You don’t have to worry about paparazzi reporters stalking and secretly taking pictures. Occasionally, you will smile knowingly when you hear a passing store playing your own song.That's great!

Cheng Han: "Are you eating?"

Guan Qing: "Yes."

Cheng Han asked again, "Does it still hurt there?"

Guan Qing couldn't help showing a smile, his heart was slightly sweet, "It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's still a little awkward."

"Oh," Cheng Han sighed, "This is not okay. You have been awkward for three days and haven't recovered from it just a few times. What can you do in the future? You can't let me have a good time and just stop for a month?" He tilted his head Erlang legs, patting the creases on the trousers, "But it's not sure, the first time will be a little bit hard, after all, fuck | open, it will be fine."

Guan Qing looked at the passers-by with a guilty conscience, feeling ashamed and sullen, as well as a little excited that he couldn't describe.

"I won't tell you anymore. I'm still having dinner with my client. Remember to eat too, and drink less at night."

Cheng Han hung up the phone, the clock on the wall was almost pointing to one o'clock, his stomach grunted twice, and got up to eat something

West.Coincidentally, as soon as he opened the door, he also opened the door to the door. The old man was still wearing hotel pajamas, kissing a girl with big breasts and big butt affectionately goodbye.

"Bye bye handsome guy." The girl waved her hand vigorously before leaving.

Cheng Han nodded emphatically, and his eyes fell on the old man's face, "You really don't refuse anyone, where did you pick it up? You don't ask if it's clean or not, just put it on your mouth and eat it!"

"No way," the old man spread his hands and shrugged coquettishly, "My lord, I'm too charming, and I'm kind enough not to see the girls feel sad, so naturally I open my arms to accept their offerings!"

Cheng Han disdained: "One day you will encounter AIDS and syphilis, and you will stop."

Lao Shi's real name is Chen Boxie, and everyone called him Lao Chen at first, but he despised this title as too common, so he forced everyone to call him Lao Shi.

A year ago, the old man was still an infatuated kind. He met a waitress named Mei Hua during a cave trip. They fell in love for seven years and were very affectionate.

But Plum Blossom is a romantic woman, and when Cheng Han first saw her, he heard her hook up customers on the phone to book a booth for her.At that time, firstly, he felt that being old was nothing, and he didn’t care about his girlfriend being a lady, so he was useless; secondly, he felt that this girl was quite realistic, as soon as she kissed the old man here, she could turn around and talk to the person on the other end of the phone. Man shouts dear.

Later, after a long time of contact, I realized that other people's lives belong to others, and an outsider can't penetrate the appearance to see the essence just by looking at the surface.

The band was really poor at the time. They lived in a basement in Beijing for two years, in a "tree village" for one year, and when they became famous enough to rent a three-bedroom apartment in the fourth year, the girl ran away with a rich man.

Since then, the old man has been devastated in love, and has transformed into a stinky hooligan who takes advantage of everything.

The members of the band actually had all kinds of girlfriends, including himself. Thinking of those girls and those days, he couldn't help but think of the unknown Guan Qing.

That year, after Cheng Han returned home from the provincial capital, he completely lost confidence in the music industry. Making money by singing was simply the wishful thinking of immature young people.

He planned to start a decoration company in partnership with Youzi, and Guan Qing fully agreed with this. They often drove the broken van bought for 2000 yuan to buy goods and went to the market.

But the sophistication of the world is often elusive. Those bastards who had been with Cheng Han in the past helped him a lot after he got on the right path. Even the sixth uncle, who was part of the behind-the-scenes man who caused his seven-year prison disaster, also said that Help him out if something happens.

It is said that apart from true friends and relatives in this world, few people really empathize with you for your well-being.But apart from friends and relatives, few people will really trip you up and wish you down like a dog.

The business of the decoration company is good. According to Cheng Han's decisive temperament, Youzi's smooth and shrewd scheming, and Guan Qing's down-to-earth hard work, they can be well-off in less than five years.

But the master of ceremonies fell in love with Cheng Han Dugu Qiubai's singing, and insisted on pulling him to record the record, saying that he would make him a new Internet star singer in the 21st century.

Cheng Huanquan played with him and recorded five online songs with fast rhythm and popular lyrics, such as "You are my most beloved girl, I want to be with you forever", and "My hometown is the endless black earth and yellow slopes with "Golden corn and sorghum", "My brothers, let's break through together", all kinds of straightforward and vulgar lyrical ditties.

As a result, two days after the recording was over, Cheng Han and the others were preparing to have a joyous new year, when Shao Che came to his door with his long hair, which was more shiny and smooth than that of Xiaofang in the country.

"Being the lead singer? A rock band?" Cheng Han looked at the handsome and thin Shao Che, who was dressed in fancy clothes, and his first reaction was that this person, like Sister Hua, was a stinky pimp looking for young and middle-aged boys under the guise of a singer. Yes, he's still a fucking duck!

He immediately said bluntly: "I've seen a lot of people like you! Before you came, you didn't even ask me what I do or how old I am. It's okay to use this excuse to deceive young people who have just entered society. This kind of old Jianghu who has seen more people than you have eaten? God really closed the door for you and also caught your brain by the way!"

Shao Che didn't change his expression on his sarcastic remarks, and directly shot two discs on his desk,

"This is the videotape of our band's performance. Just look at it and you'll know that I'm not a liar." He stared at him solemnly and firmly, "I listened to the few songs you recorded. Your voice is very good, and you sing without losing tune. , and very emotional. You shouldn't waste your talent in vain, even if being a singer is not your dream, you are still a man, and you should experience a different life in this world. The world is so big, why do you want to be with other people? The commotion of ordinary people who count pennies and pennies for petty profits?"

Cheng Han rolled his eyes and said, "The sky is big, the earth is big, why do you bother to drag a layman like me, who cares about pennies and pennies for petty gains, into your unique life?"

Shao Che had no interest in debating, he turned around and walked out of Cheng Han's small shop, and squatted down in the ice and snow to act as a stone lion guarding the house.

New Year's Eve, this thin and handsome guy of unknown origin, like a stalker who intends to knock him out when he is not prepared, keeps a distance of five meters from Cheng Han at all times, walking Follow where.

On New Year's Eve, Guan Qing went to his house to celebrate New Year's Eve like last year. As soon as he pushed the door of the corridor, he saw Shao Che squatting in the corridor pitifully, with a bottle of mineral water and a backpack beside him, which was more miserable than a beggar.

He said to Cheng Han: "The man from Beijing is still at the door! I think he is very pitiful, he seems to be very poor, and he can't even afford a hotel for the New Year's Eve."

"Your eyes can see that he is poor?" Cheng Han scoffed at Guan Qing's kindness, "Did you see that watch in his hand? It's a Rolex, and you can't get it without 5 yuan. You can afford 5 yuan." You can’t afford a hotel with 50 yuan a night for a famous watch? Hurry up and make your dumplings, I’ll be pitiful if you don’t cook!”

For more than a year, he has been ordering Guan Qing to no avail, and sometimes he himself has the illusion that Guan Qing is his wife, except for warming the bed, he will take care of everything else.

Cheng Han is just a big-tailed wolf with a hard mouth and a soft heart. He opened the door several times by various means. After the first pot of dumplings came out, Cheng Han with a big tail brought a bowl of dumplings to the corridor, knelt down and looked at Shao Che. ,

"Dude, how much money is your boss paying you? Are you working so hard? Even if you want to sell me to you, you don't have to guard me for the New Year, do you?"

Shao Che raised his eyelids weakly, "I don't want to guard you, I have nowhere to go."

Cheng Han stretched out his big hand and pointed to the right: "There is a hotel downstairs, you can stay for 20 yuan a night, go."

Shao Che shook his head, "I have no money."

"You have no money?" Cheng Han curled his lips, "That Rolex on your hand is worth my year's wages. You have no money? You are lying!"

Shao Che said again: "Then look, besides this Rolex, what else is valuable?"

Cheng Han scanned up, down, left, and right, and with his eyesight after more than half a year in the night scene, he really didn't find anything else of value.

"Okay, then come in!"