I have to teach the world a lesson

It's half past four in the morning.

The song "Yanjing Night" rang out.

The lyrics are very simple and the melody is even simpler, but when sung with a weathered throat, it has a different flavor.

There are stories in the sounds, and pictures in the stories.

It's like a gust of wind blowing, mixed with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

Zhang Sheng listened carefully.

The high-pitched voice was filled with hysteria about fate...

He also heard a trace of sadness and a trace of despair.

After singing, the street singer Ah K drank a bottle of mineral water and then looked at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng did not stuff a few dollars into his guitar bag like others, nor did he applaud.

The young man seemed to watch calmly the entire time.

"What do you think of this song?"

"Not bad." Zhang Sheng nodded.

"I rarely sing my new songs, and not many people click on my new songs. I introduce my new songs to people every day, but no one wants to listen to the whole thing like you..." Ah K said with a smile.

"Is it completely original?"

"The lyrics and arrangement are all original by me."

"Have you ever invested in an entertainment company?"

"I have invested in Shengshi, and I have also invested in Starlight Future... I have invested in prototypes for companies large and small in Yanjing, but basically there has been no response. I probably know why..."

"why?"

"My writing is not good enough and I lack talent..."

Ah K said this with a smile.

The pedestrians coming and going were still in a hurry. He lit a cigarette and looked at this bustling metropolis.

He stayed in this big city for five years...

But for five years, he was still a guest.

No one cares when you come, and no one cares when you leave.

Zhang Sheng looked at Ah K silently.

Ah K is laughing.

However, Zhang Sheng was not smiling. Instead, his expression became more and more serious: "I bought this song."

"Did you buy it?" Ah K was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed again: "How much did you spend on it?"

"How much do you think it's worth?"

"At least ten thousand."

"..." Zhang Sheng didn't say anything after hearing ten thousand.

"Eight thousand is fine, but if it's less than eight thousand, I won't sell it..." After Ah K looked at Zhang Sheng's serious expression, he also put away his smile, vaguely feeling that this student-looking young man seemed not simple. .

This person is very strange...

It seemed ordinary just standing here talking to him, but there was always an aura suppressing him.

"I'll give you 20,000 yuan to buy your song. Also...how much talent do you think you have?"

"Talent?" After Ah K looked at Zhang Sheng's serious expression, he subconsciously looked away.

He clearly had nothing wrong with him, but he didn't dare to look at this young man...

It’s really funny!

"How much creative talent do you have? Who do you think you can compare to?"

"I, your question is very strange. I said I can write better than those popular Internet singers. Do you believe it?" Ah K tried to use a self-deprecating way to ease the sudden serious atmosphere.

But I found that the atmosphere began to become more and more serious.

His smile solidified again, and then he laughed at himself even more: "You don't believe it, do you? Then you ask me how much talent I have. Don't look at me like this. I am a singer, but not an animal in the zoo..."

"Are you talented?" Zhang Sheng still stared at him.

"I guess I have it!"

"do you have?"

"I have!"

The night wind blows.

Ah K raised his head. He felt that he was being questioned. This doubt came from such a stupid young man who was much younger than him.

A little anger suddenly welled up in his heart, but more of a reluctance.

"This is my number. Don't call me all day today. Give me a call tomorrow afternoon..."

Zhang Sheng took out the note from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers, and handed it to Ah K.

Ah K thought this person was confused, but he still took the note and glanced at the number. After reading it, when he looked up again, he found that the young student had left with the pretty girl.

Ah K looked at the note, shrugged, smiled casually, and then continued to play the guitar.

far away……

"Zhang Sheng, do you think this Ah K can be popular?"

"I don't know, but the song still makes me feel good."

"Twenty thousand, will you really give it?"

"I'll give it!"

"Can you get twenty thousand?"

"It's on my card."

"I know you have it on your card, but it's very difficult for you to earn 20,000 yuan. Do you really want to invest in him? Is he really that talented?"

"I don't know, I just think this person has quite a story..."

"Huh? Is it that simple?"

"Yeah, that simple."

"After buying his songs, what do you do with them?"

"Making the theme song for a documentary..."

"..."

Lin Xia felt that Zhang Sheng seemed strange.

It seems even stranger than a month ago.

A month ago, he seemed a little nervous and cheeky. A month later, he seemed to have become very deep, and there seemed to be many stories hidden under his calm eyes.

seem……

The so-called wandering singer has a better story than that.

Lin Xia lowered her head and didn't ask any more questions.

The two quickly caught up with the students in front...

They arrived at the subway station in Yanjing.

When Lin Xia saw the crowded subway station, she suddenly felt an indescribable sense of panic.

She lined up with everyone to buy a ticket, and then she was pushed forward by the crowd. She wanted to stop, but she couldn't.

She felt the tension instinctively.

Then……

The subway has departed.

The subway was not as noisy as she imagined. Everyone seemed to be quiet, with no communication, and a similar numbness on their expressionless faces...

They have long been accustomed to such an environment.

Lin Xia looked at them and instinctively felt sad.

She was pushed back and forth by the crowd. Fortunately, Zhang Sheng stood in front of her and she was not squeezed into the crowd...

After sitting there for who knows how long, she got off the bus with the students...

……………………

The sun sets.

One day passed quickly.

The entire Yanjing City has reached evening rush hour.

The students who participated in the filming were extremely exhausted, and every step they took was painful.

They had long lost the interest they had when filming the documentary, and they felt inexplicably gloomy.

This city that they had longed for, and felt that surviving here meant getting ahead, now felt cruel and strange to them.

Rich people naturally feast and enjoy the gifts of capital here.

And ordinary people...

Office workers during the evening rush hour are always in a hurry.

It's like a gear, turning round and round.

Li Zhonghe, the president of the photography club, was sitting in the small restaurant, eating with everyone.

During this filming trip, he saw many things that he had never seen before...

In a sense, for him, it was a collapse of his soul and belief.

But what was filmed throughout the whole day was only a fragment of the documentary. Perhaps after deletion and rectification, this fragment only lasted a few minutes.

The faces of all living beings may only be glimpsed briefly.

They are ordinary people and cannot be the protagonists, even in an ordinary documentary.

Outside the small restaurant.

Lin Xia got into the car.

Zhang Sheng sent her home. She was also very tired at this moment.

Zhang Sheng was sitting next to him, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, but she was obviously very tired, but she couldn't close her eyes no matter what.

She looked out the window...

The lights of Yanjing City are brilliant and brilliant...

In the light, she once again saw men and women in a hurry.

She gradually fell into deep thought.

She suddenly felt that the book "That Midsummer" she had written before was not a real literary work.

at most……

It can be regarded as a youth-themed novel that can be read.

It is full of so-called longing for dreams, vague loneliness, and a sense of sadness between the lines...

When these things were moved to the social level, she found that these things seemed like childish essays.

She thought about it for a long time...

I also watched it for a long time.

Soon, the car arrived.

Zhang Sheng was amazing. He was sleeping all the way, but when the car stopped, Zhang Sheng woke up immediately.

He accompanied Lin Xia into the familiar [Haishu Garden], and stopped at the door.

He saw a car parked at the door.

In the car, a middle-aged woman wearing casual clothes and a slightly solemn expression got out.

Lin Xia was stunned, then quickened her pace: "Mom, are you back?"

"I just finished my work, come here to take a look and pick up a few things."

"So busy?"

"There is a more difficult case..."

"oh."

After the middle-aged woman saw Lin Xia, a soft smile appeared on her tense and serious face.

She touched Lin Xia's head and her expression became a little more tender.

Then, looking up at Zhang Sheng, the warmth disappeared in an instant, and there was a sense of solemnity.

Her eyes were very sharp and she glanced at Zhang Sheng simply.

"Hello, aunt!" Zhang Sheng looked at the middle-aged woman, subconsciously showed an honest and sincere smile, and said hello. There was no dodge in the woman's eyes, only sincerity.

"Hello..." The middle-aged woman looked back at Lin Xia, and then at Zhang Sheng. She was keenly aware of something, but then she showed a gentle expression: "Classmate Zhang?"

"yes."

"Are you in college now?"

"Well, I'm going to college."

"Very good, come in and sit for a while."

"No, I have something else to do. I'll come and sit down next time."

"Come in!"

"Oh oh oh..."

The middle-aged woman glanced at Zhang Sheng, then turned back and walked in with Lin Xia.

Her voice was still gentle, but it had an irresistible sense of majesty that made people want to stand at attention.

perhaps……

Is this her professional habit?

Zhang Sheng looked outside...

He looked at the back of the middle-aged woman again.

He always felt that Lin Xia's mother seemed to want to say something to him.

Finally, he nodded and followed.

in memory……

His predecessor was Lin Xia's mother.

And it was on the night when his parents jumped off the building that he met Lin Xia's mother.

That night was really... for an ordinary student...

When Zhang Sheng recalled it, an inexplicable sadness surged up in an instant.

He sighed inwardly.