The bookstore owner was sitting in front of the counter, cleaning the dust on the bookshelf with a feather duster, and looking at the young man sitting in the corner of the bookstore reading with a vague look, showing a trace of unhappiness in his expression.
"No! Come here every day, come here every day, and don't buy anything!"
In recent days, a young man has come to the bookstore. He is handsome and heroic, like an actor in a TVB training class, but his expression is cold, as if he is thousands of miles away, and he has never smiled.
The bookstore owner asked several times, but was frightened by the cold eyes. He shut up and let him go whoring for nothing.
The indifferent young man was dressed neatly and neatly, as exquisitely as the office workers passing by in a hurry on the road. But while others went to work, he read news magazines every day, and occasionally read novels and biographies.
The bookstore owner secretly drew circles and curses.
The weather in April is already a bit warm.
Outside the bookstore, a group of youthful high school girls walked in together in short skirts. The skirts were swaying and lively like pink and tender little rabbits.
One by one, they ran to the bookshelf and carefully selected books, but each of them secretly glanced at the handsome young man sitting in the corner of the bookstore.
Seeing this scene, the bookstore owner sighed.
"A goose is like a leihudou, it will be painful to die, and it raises a group of nymphos!"
After muttering something, the bookstore owner suddenly pricked up his ears and listened to the discussion among the female high school students.
"Is he Han Sen?"
"Yes, yes, I discovered it yesterday. I couldn't believe it at first. After checking carefully, I found it was really him!"
"This is the lead singer of Jinghong Band, so handsome!"
"We are about to enter the semi-finals. I heard that the band is disbanding. I wonder what is going on?"
"Ah! Really? What a pity."
The bookstore owner was shocked.
Jinghong band?
Sounding a little familiar, the bookstore owner stood up and scratched his back with a feather duster.
After a while, he walked slowly to the bookstall, brought back a few samples of the latest magazines, and flipped through them carefully. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure printed on the title page of "Hong Kong Weekly".
A cold-blooded young man wearing a leather jacket and playing bass stood with one foot on the stage speakers, his veins exposed, and he sang heart-wrenchingly.
This young man is so familiar!
Looking at the title page again, it read clearly, "Han Sen will lead the Jinghong Band to the semi-finals of "Hong Kong Star (Orchestra Season)" on the evening of the 19th!"
The 19th? Isn’t it tonight?
The bookstore owner raised his head and looked at the indifferent young man in the corner of the bookstore.
The madness in the magazine and the calmness in reality showed such an absolute contrast that the bookstore owner couldn't believe it.
"Should I be a bad guy or a star?"
He knows the local program "Hong Kong Star".
It can be said that every person in Xiangjiang knows this program.
This program was born thirty years ago, during the glorious period of Xiangjiang Entertainment, and has become the memory of a generation of Xiangjiang people.
Although the overall environment in today's Hong Kong entertainment industry is declining, the "Hong Kong Star" program team still insists on organizing it, and it is subdivided into a singer season and an orchestra season, giving every young musician who wants to stand out a stage to realize their dreams.
For nearly 30 years, a group of outstanding young people from Guangdong and Guangdong are selected every year to promote Cantonese songs.
Especially in the Zhuhai-Hong Kong-Macao Greater Bay Area, it is very popular. Since its inception, the ratings have increased every year, and many amazing and talented singers have appeared during this period.
But it is a pity that with the decline of Cantonese songs in recent years.
The ratings of "Xiangjiang Star" are getting lower and lower, and now they are not as good as before.
The bookstore owner was quickly reading the relevant magazine contents, especially when he saw a report, his face gradually became surprised.
"From this newspaper: The band Jinghong is about to disband. The band members may withdraw from the competition due to disagreements!"
…
In the corner of the bookstore.
Han Sen closed "Thirty Years of Xiangjiang" and lowered his head to flip through the next book called "Modern History of China".
At this moment, the colorful thoughts in his mind collided with fierce sparks.
This made Han Sen's heart surge, and his emotions became more and more agitated.
"Hong Kong has always belonged to our country and has never left..."
"We caught up with the industrial revolution, relied on strong unity to work hard and forge ahead, researched and developed technology, and the glory of domestic production followed one after another!"
"Although it is 2007, the whole world is speaking Chinese, and people are proud to settle in China..."
"Hong Kong, once the Pearl of the Orient, has declined like this?"
"This world is so different..."
The motherland has always stood on top of the world.
Countless generations ago, China integrated itself with the world. Not only did it rely on great wisdom to avoid World War I and World War II, it also caught up with the Industrial Revolution and actively pursued peaceful development. Finally, relying on its strong foundation, it took the lead before the advent of the global era.
Entering the era of information explosion.
Now in 2007, the whole world is speaking Chinese dialect.
People are proud to be naturalized in China.
But Xiangjiang seems to have no special treatment. As a window to the outside world, the economic system has always maintained a prosperous state.
The entertainment industry here was once developed, leading the world, and once played a decisive role in the entire Asia.
But in the past thirty years, as China has gradually become the center of the world, people from all over the world have begun to flock to China to pursue the Chinese dream.
This has led to various industries in Xiangjiang beginning to follow the pulse of the times and quickly move north.
The general trend is the general trend.
As people move to higher places, outstanding talents begin to develop in Beijing.
Under this trend, Cantonese movies, songs, etc., which were once popular, have also declined in the past half century, and there is no hope of revival.
But because the Zhuhai-Hong Kong-Macao Greater Bay Area is its own system.
Most of the people here still maintain the habit of speaking Cantonese.
However, as China leads the world economic and trade system.
People all over the world are starting to learn to speak Chinese.
Therefore, as the world merges with China's center of gravity faster and faster, in order to connect with the world, residents of Zhuhai, Hong Kong and Macao have to adapt to the times and begin to include Mandarin education and learning in the nine-year compulsory education.
Cuckoo!
His stomach rumbled, and the burning sensation caused by hunger made Han Sen's face turn slightly pale. While gently rubbing his abdomen, he took out a box of dried radish from his pocket and started chewing it gently.
After a while, the symptoms subsided and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Duodenal ulcer is a disease where once you are hungry, the stomach acid breaks down and it becomes surprisingly painful.
But it’s not that it’s untreatable, it’s just...
Han Sen touched a few scattered coins in his pocket and sighed.
Next to them, a group of female high school students watched with wide eyes and disbelief as Han Sen struggled to swallow the dried radish.
"Is this what he eats?"
For a moment, the image of a musician who worked hard for his dream came to mind.
While enduring hunger, I read hard...
The arduous struggle environment...
The students were so moved that there were tears in their eyes. They hugged each other and looked at Han Sen: "He is so pitiful. I want to support him..."
Han Sen noticed them, but didn't pay too much attention to them. He just continued to read eagerly with the book in his hand.
The closer he got to this great era, the more incredible it seemed to Han Sen.
History turned a corner at a certain point and produced a qualitative change.
Han Sen's whole body felt like the hairs on his body were standing on end.
"Brother! Can you sign your name for me? I like you very much."
A timid voice sounded beside him, causing Han Sen's attention to shift slightly.
What came into view was a shy female student with ink-like black hair that reached down to her waist. She had a pure appearance and a cold temperament. She was holding a high school music textbook in her hands and stared down at her white leather shoes with big eyes, slightly red.
She bit her thin lips lightly and pinched the hem of her pink skirt with her fingers, looking nervous.
Han Sen's thinking stopped and he looked at her thoughtfully: "What do you like about me?"
The female student was startled and looked up, only to feel that Han Sen's gaze was like a real thing, landing on her. In an instant, her face turned red, hot and hot, and her heart was pounding wildly.
She tried to remember the masterpiece of the band Jinghong.
but……
"Oh no!"
Under the tension, her mind went blank. When she saw Han Sen was smiling but not smiling, she simply closed her eyes and stammered loudly: "I! I, I like everything about you!"
Some students who were far away burst out laughing when they heard this sentence.
"Shame, shame, shame!"
"Ah Qiao is too bold!"
"You, you have no right to laugh at me!"
The girl stomped her feet shyly. Suddenly she seemed to remember something and hurriedly took out a bottle of mineral water from her schoolbag. She looked at Han Sen, cautiously but excitedly: "Brother, are you thirsty... I'll give you a drink."
Han Sen ate some dried radish and was really thirsty. However, he was cautious by nature and declined the girl's kindness: "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."
Then he took the high school music textbook from the female student, and at the other party’s signal, he signed the title page and sent the following sentence: “I wish classmate Zhou Yuqiao will always be happy.”
After signing his name, Han Sen continued reading eagerly, regardless of the little girls in the bookstore who were frantically taking pictures of himself with their mobile phones.
From the clues he had noticed before, Han Sen already knew that he was probably a public figure, like the lead singer of a band that was obsessed with being cute.
For Han Sen, the identity of a singer is not new. It can only be said that he is returning to his old career, and he does not take it seriously.
What he is now very interested in is the history of this era. Those words and pictures are like fairy wine, making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
"This world is amazing!"
"The RMB has become a hard currency!"
“No. 1 in the world in semiconductor field!”
"Russia is still coming to us to buy fifth-generation fighter jets!"
"The significance of the China Tu Hong Award is comparable to the Nobel Prize?"
In addition to the international situation, Han Sen was also surprised by the development of China's entertainment industry.
The China Golden Dragon Award has become the most influential film award in the world, and actors all over the world are working tirelessly for it.
In the music market, the digital recording industry is booming, and the published records account for 60% of the global market share!
Singers from all over the world are trying to enter the Chinese music market!
Not only that, China is also a sports powerhouse and has ranked first in nine consecutive Olympic Games gold medals!
Chinese films, music, novels, animations and even cross talk, sketches, dramas, songs and dances, etc. are all leading the trend around the world!
"Awesome, my country!"
Han Sen was filled with emotions.
This is an ideal era and the best era!
On the other side, the female students reluctantly left after taking photos because they still had classes in the afternoon.
But one of them posted the news about Han Sen, the lead singer of Jinghong Band, at the Honor Bookstore to the "Xiangjiang Forum".
The so-called "Hong Kong Forum" is currently the most well-known community forum in the Zhuhai-Hong Kong-Macao Greater Bay Area, with the highest average daily online users exceeding 100,000, and it is very influential in the entire Greater Bay Area.
Now, the annual "Hong Kong Star" has reached a critical juncture. Each of the four major seed bands is strong and has great popularity in the Greater Bay Area.
Among them, the news that Jinghong Band has withdrawn from the competition is also being discussed in the discussion forum all the time.
And when the scene of Han Sen silently reading a book and chewing dried radish to satisfy his hunger was uploaded to the forum, it was as if there was thunder on the ground and the entire forum exploded.
"Is this Han Sen?"
“Musicians are having such a miserable time nowadays!”
"I just received the news that Jinghong Band has withdrawn from the competition. It seems that the band has also disbanded. Why?"
"There is no hope!"
"Sure enough, the road to art is full of thorns..."
"Well, it does take courage to expand your own territory. In my opinion, it is better to go north to develop. Although the competition is fierce, there are many opportunities!"
"The semi-finals are coming soon, why don't you persevere and maybe you can get ahead?"
"It doesn't matter if I win the championship, I will only get two days of bonuses in Xiangjiang at most."
"The programs and TV series we produce are completely incomparable to the behemoths in the north, and the pay is pitifully small."
"What a pity. Han Sen is a good prospect. I have always been optimistic about him."
There is a lot of discussion on the Internet.
But in reality, Han Sen was always standing in front of the bookshelf, reading eagerly.
When the light of the setting sun shines on the bookstore, it shines on his eyelids.
Han Sen closed the book and silently digested some of the knowledge he had absorbed, then rubbed his sore eyes and started to leave.
"Beautiful boy!"
Behind him, the bookstore owner shouted: "You are welcome to come again tomorrow, my place will always be open to you!"
Han Sen paused, turned around, and thanked the bookstore owner with a complicated expression.
No matter how disgusted the other party's eyes were, Han Sen was very grateful to be able to understand the historical situation here.
But he is not good at expressing emotions, so he can only express his gratitude to the other party through ancient Chinese etiquette.
The bookstore owner was stunned and quickly returned the gift.
After Han Sen disappeared on the street, the bookstore owner just picked up his phone, looked at the photos of Han Sen he had just taken, and then continued to swipe the counter with a feather duster: "Maybe he will become famous?"
This was his guess after observing for a long time.
The flirtatious female high school student and the iron-clad Han Sen.
In the past few days, he clearly saw the number of female high school students in the bookstore changing one after another. Each one had an excited look on their face after arriving, suppressing their screams and desperately taking pictures.
Even though the bookstore owner was not angry about Han Sen's prostitution for nothing, after discovering Han Sen's identity today, he felt that he might be able to form a good relationship, so he joined the photo team and took more than a dozen photos of Han Sen.
He is already thinking about which photos to choose to hang in the store after Han Sen becomes popular.
“I don’t know if my withdrawal is true or not.”
"If we advance tonight, we will be in the top four, and we will be only one step away from the championship."
"The champion of "Hong Kong Star"... not to mention popular all over the country, at least he is still very popular in Xiangjiang."