The world in the dream is familiar yet strange, with different characters performing different wonderful things, and he actually experienced three different lives in this world!
The first stage of his life belonged to a singer named Xu Bo. He had an outgoing personality and loved music crazily. Although he had considerable talent, he never became famous and wandered around like a duckweed.
In the second part of his life, his name was Mo Ran. He was an actor. His appearance was unattractive, calm and reserved. He had played different roles in many film and television works, but they were all supporting roles. His acting skills were outstanding, but he was always a foil for others.
In the last period of his life, Fang Mingyi was a freelance writer who loved music, movies, travel and food. He often traveled around the world with a backpack, and cheated on living expenses by coding on the Internet with his uninhibited writing style of laughing and scolding.
By a strange fate, an accidental gathering allowed Xu Bo, Mo Ran and Fang Mingyi to get to know each other. Although they had different personalities, they still had many topics in common with each other and thus became true friends.
Later, the three of them traveled together and suddenly encountered a mudslide on the winding road leading to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain...
When countless mud mixed with rocks broke through the car window and rushed into the car, Lu Chen suddenly woke up from the huge feeling of fear and suffocation, and sat up in bed suddenly!
He was panting violently, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were broken and soulless.
After a long time, Lu Chen finally came back to his senses.
His eyes slowly focused, and what came into view was a very familiar shabby room. The dim light of the small desk lamp barely illuminated this small dwelling of less than ten square meters. Except for the bed under him, a set of shabby tables, chairs, and a wardrobe, there was nothing else.
Any other furniture.
But he still couldn't tell whether he was Xu Bo, Mo Ran or Fang Mingyi. The memories of the three of them were so vivid that they were deeply engraved in his soul and could not be separated.
Lu Chen put on his coat haphazardly, stumbled to the small bathroom, quickly turned on the faucet, and poured water on his face with both hands.
The strong stimulation brought by the cold tap water instantly awakened his drowsy mind.
What appeared in the mirror was a young face.
His face is very upright, with sharp edges and corners, quite handsome, sword-shaped eyebrows, long eyes and deep eyes, a strong nose bridge and thin lips with a hint of stubbornness, but there is an indescribable hint of depression and haggard between the eyebrows, revealing
Disappointment and gloom in life.
Lu Chen was finally able to confirm that he was still him, the 22-year-old young man who had not graduated from college and had been wandering in the capital for nearly a year!
Didi didi!
The cell phone placed beside the bed suddenly beeped loudly.
Lu Chen shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to temporarily forget the complicated thoughts in his mind, hurriedly brushed his teeth and washed, then left the basement of his humble home and ran to work.
The place where he currently lives is in the Jingming Community near the Third Ring Road and the Fourth Ring Road in Beijing. It is one of dozens of rooms separated in the basement of an old building.
The rent for a small room of less than ten square meters is as high as 1,200 yuan, but it has a separate bathroom and is not far from where Lu Chen works during the day. It is only five minutes away from the nearest subway station.
In Beijing, a super city with a population of more than 30 million, there are many outsiders like Lu Chen, either working hard for a living or for their dreams.
They are often called "Beijing drifters" or "ant clan", and some people also laugh at themselves as "drifting ants".
As a member of the "Floating Ants", Lu Chen ran out of the community and onto the sidewalk. He broke through the early morning fog and ran quickly towards the place where he worked.
Everything is as usual, and everything seems to be different.
At dusk, Lu Chen dragged his tired body back to the dark dwelling.
He threw himself heavily on the single bed, closed his eyes and rested for a moment, cheered up, then sat up, and took the guitar that was placed in front of the bed.
This single-board guitar is the most precious item that Lu Chen currently owns. The top of the guitar is made of white pine, and the back and sides are made of rosewood plywood. White pine is recognized as one of the best materials for making guitars in the world.
The sound is powerful and the texture is excellent, and after playing for a period of time, it becomes more sensitive to the sound.
Even in the most difficult time, Lu Chen never thought of selling this guitar because it was an eighteenth birthday gift from Lu Xue to Lu Chen.
Lu Xue is Lu Chen's sister, and she spent all her pocket money to buy this guitar!
In three hours, Lu Chen will use this guitar to earn a second job.
During the day, Lu Chen worked as an hourly employee at a KFC store. At night, he was a waiter and singer at a bar in Houhai, Beijing. He worked two jobs at the same time, working more than 15 hours a day.
Lu Chen didn't want to fight so hard, but the family's heavy debt forced him to fight, otherwise his sister would be in danger of dropping out of school, and many creditors would come knocking on his door.
Lu Chen also has a sister who is struggling to pay off debts just like him. As the only man in the family, what reason does he have to evade his responsibilities?
Holding the guitar in his arms, Lu Chen gently plucked the steel strings, and the sweet sound poured out like flowing water, filling the small room.
For some reason, he felt extremely comfortable playing casually today, and his usually somewhat difficult fingering techniques became extremely skillful, as if he had gone through thousands of practices and reached the state of being able to do whatever he wanted.
Lu Chen's heart moved, he straightened his spine and began to play seriously.
He played and sang the song "Flying Dove".
"Flying Pigeon" is a pop song composed by the famous singer Tan Hong more than ten years ago. It has a beautiful melody and is considered to be one of the most suitable folk songs for guitar playing, but it has very high requirements for fingering and singing.
Lu Chen did not study music, but was a lover of pop music. He had learned guitar playing for several years, and he could charm many ignorant girls by playing and singing by himself.
To put it bluntly, Lu Chen, who was from a wealthy family at that time, only used guitar playing and singing as a tool to show off.
But when it comes to making a living, his spare time only allows him to become a request singer in a bar - he can only sing if someone requests it. If no one requests it, he can only be a fill-in singer, and he belongs to the lowest level among bar singers.
Lu Chen had played and sung "Flying Pigeon" before, but his skills were insufficient and he could not control it. He could not play with the precise fingering, nor could he sing the artistic conception of the song. He tried to imitate others and make people laugh.
But now he plays and sings "Flying Dove" again, and he finds that the difficulty in fingering no longer exists. He opens his breath and sings softly, and the melodious singing echoes in the room, which has a different kind of charming charm.
"Dream of becoming a dove flying in the blue sky, la la ah~"
After singing, Lu Chen pressed his fingers on the strings and was stunned.
how so?
Is this really a song that I played and sang by myself?
Snap! Snap!
Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room.
Lu Chen woke up, put down his guitar and said, "Come in, the door is open!"
The door was quickly pushed open, and a tall, thin man with glasses walked in. With an exaggerated smile on his face, he gave Lu Chen a thumbs up: "Big singer, that's great!"
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Then you should reward me quickly. A reward of tens of thousands is enough!"
"I don't need money, but I need my life!"
The man with glasses howled loudly and looked like he would rather die than surrender, making people want to kick him.
This man with glasses is Lu Chen’s next-door neighbor. His name is Li Feiyu. He is from southern Hunan. He has been in Beijing for three years and is currently working as a salesperson in a car 4S store.
The basement space is closed, and the rooms are separated by fireproof boards. The sound insulation effect is very poor, so when Lu Chen practices playing and singing in the small house, the neighbors can hear clearly.
Big Singer was the nickname given to Lu Chen by Li Feiyu, which was considered a friendly joke. Because the two were about the same age and had good tempers, they became friends. The former often came over to visit him in his spare time.
Li Feiyu also loves to sing, but he is tone-deaf, and when he sings he is like a ghost crying or a wolf howling. He does have some appreciation for pop songs. He just passed by and heard "Flying Pigeon" played and sung by Lu Chen, and he was stunned.
"But seriously, bro..."
After the joke, Li Feiyu said seriously: "You sang this song really well. Although the style is a little different from Tan Hong's, it is also full of artistic conception. It is at least ten times better than the saliva songs you sang before!"
He spread out his hands and fingers, wishing he could raise his feet to count.
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Thank you!"
He knew that his singing skills were not very good before.
"It's really weird..."
Li Feiyu had a mysterious expression on his face. He looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you are not possessed by the God of Song, are you? The young loser gained a chance to improve his cultivation level and has since reached the pinnacle of his life.
Marry Bai Fumei, and entertain and sing to the fullest every night..."
Li Feiyu also has a hobby, which is to read online novels on the Internet, and his imagination is very rich.
"Go to hell!"
Lu Chen, dumbfounded, kicked him over and interrupted the other person's nonsense.
But the memory of the singer Xu Bo in the dream instantly emerged in his heart - Xu Bo not only sang well, but was also good at playing the guitar, whether it was folk guitar or classical guitar, he played superbly.
"I'll dodge!"
Li Feiyu jumped to the door nimbly and said with a smile: "Big singer, if you can still create original works, coupled with your current singing and playing skills, I can tell you that you will definitely become popular!"
It must be red?
Lu Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, stood up and closed the door.
The capital is a place where people gather together, and it is also the cultural center of the country. There are so many talented musicians and singers among the tens of millions of people in Beijing. How many of them are really famous?
If you want to be popular, talent, strength, connections and luck are all indispensable!
What does Lu Chen have?
And where is the simplicity of originality...
Suddenly, a flash of light seemed to flash in Lu Chen's head, instantly lighting up his thoughts.
Original? Yes, it is original!
He rushed to the small desk and couldn't wait to open his old laptop.
I was used to the 50-second boot time, but now it felt like a year. After finally getting to the desktop, Lu Chen immediately moved the mouse and clicked hard on a software icon that had not been opened for a long time.
It’s like opening the door to change your destiny!