I really don't want to be a star

"Mom, I'm going out today."

Su Zijin put on her leather boots, put on her coat, and prepared to go out.

"Be careful. The road outside is slippery. It snowed yesterday. Wear more."

Mother Su took out a black scarf and put it around Su Zijin's neck.

"Seeing how little you are wearing, put on more clothes, it's cold outside."

Su Zijin saw that she had already put on three or four layers of clothes, including a down jacket, a sweater, and thermal underwear, but her mother still felt cold.

Sure enough, there is a kind of coldness, which is called your mother feels you are cold.

But Su Zijin put on his clothes and was about to go out.

"Bring some keys, and remember to drink less alcohol."

"Understood, mom, you're the only one nagging."

Su Zijin put on her hat and was about to go out.

"You know I'm nagging. When you leave, I don't think there's anyone left."

Mother Su half-jokingly said that Liu Xinyu beside her was dressed neatly, wearing a white velvet hat, and smiling slightly.

"Auntie, don't blame Su Zijin for nagging, he's like this, he doesn't even know his last name without nagging."

"Okay, Xiao Yu, then you take good care of him. You look at Xiao Yu, and then you, learn from it."

Su Zijin looked up aggrieved.

"Mom, you are biased."

……

Walking out the door, it was nearly the twelfth lunar month, and the ground outside was covered in silver, with thousands of piles of snow around the corners, and occasionally some ice on the ground, while Su Zijin and Liu Xinyu wore thick gloves and walked in the street holding hands.

"Why didn't I feel so cold before?"

"Be careful, the ground is slippery."

I haven't been back for a long time, and both of them are a little uncomfortable with the environment in the Northeast, so they walk carefully on the ground.

In the middle of the road, I took a taxi and drove to Yefeng Bar.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and the bar was not open yet. Those who work in the bar industry are night owls. They basically turn day and night upside down every day. If they don't sleep during the day, they will never get up.

Su Zijin yelled a few words at the door.

"Brother Zhen, I'm here."

Su Zijin greeted Wang Zhen early yesterday, shouted a few words outside the door, then turned to Su Zijin and said to Liu Xinyu.

"I bet, Brother Zhen definitely hasn't woken up today."

"real?"

Liu Xinyu's eyes widened. She had always known Brother Zhen as a legend from Su Zijin.

The 17-year-old drifting north alone, walking around major cities with a guitar, spraying people away with a fire extinguisher, and opening three or four bars by herself made her a lot of curious.

"Isn't it? When you see Brother Zhen, you'll know that he's not a decent person."

"Hey, Su Zi, who are you speaking ill of me?"

The bar was empty, two people were sitting at the bar, and a man came out from the corridor, with shaved calipers, slightly green scalp, a string of small sandalwood bracelets in his right hand, a Patek Philippe watch in his left hand, and two rings on his fingers .

He came out in loose clothes casually, and made a rock gesture towards Su Zijin.

"Hey, this is my brother and sister, right? Su Zi has a good eye, and he can find such a beautiful one."

Wang Zhen opened his mouth to praise him skillfully.

"Don't talk about the polite words, Brother Hao will come here today without saying anything? Where is he?"

Su Zi copied a bottle of Remy Martin, picked up the glass, and took a sip when it reached one-third of the glass, feeling slightly remorseful.

"That kid, he goes to work every day, and now he is the music director, looking very proud."

Wang Zhen drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and told Su Zijin about Brother Hao's recent situation.

After a while, a thick voice came from behind.

"Yo, let me see that kid talking bad about me?"

A fat middle-aged man walked in from the door, wearing a suit, but the tight suit couldn't cover up his fat belly, smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

"You kid, gossip with me every day."

"By the way, Su Zi, you said you wanted to find a recording studio. I've found that for you. You can go and see for yourself. Thanks to you today, as soon as I mentioned your name, the recording studio immediately took out the best A good sound engineer can help you."

"You kid is really bad now."

Wang Zhen sat down on the stool, snatched the Remy Martin, and got a cup on top of his own cup.

"Hey, you really know how to choose wine, this bottle is quite expensive, you have to give it to me."

Brother Hao didn't care about Wang Zhen's words at all, he gave a disdainful glance, made a cutting sound, and filled the wine glass to the brim.

"I don't care if I drink some wine from you. I'm so stingy. It's okay to fold it all into the share money. When you get married, I will give you a big red envelope."

Brother Hao took a sip or two, and was about to take Su Zijin to record.

As a popular star now, Su Zijin was flattered to be able to come and record here, and they packed a lot of things in a hurry.

After a few buddies wrangled together for a while, they were ready to go to the recording studio.

"Just right, I'm going to see Su Zi's singing skills today, and show me some little bastards. I, Wang Zhen, also hold out big names."

"Brother Zhen, you're out of touch now. Tonight, I'll sing a few songs for you in the bar, to add face to my brother."

Su Zijin took the car keys and said back.

"That's a good relationship. I'm waiting for your words. Don't go back on your word. You'd better sing to me a few times sincerely, and increase the popularity of this small bar."

"It's a small matter."

Su Zijin didn't care at all, for him to sing a few songs, wouldn't that be a matter of ease, but in Wang Zhen's eyes, it was a gold-lettered signboard, what kind of popularity could he invite to a bar that is a popular first-line king.

You don't even need to think about it, it will definitely make the whole bar popular.

For a while, the identity gap between the three gradually widened, but neither of them cared about this.

live?Originally, everyone has his own destiny, and we can't force it.

"Go, get in the car."

Wang Zhen drank alcohol and didn't drive. He asked a friend to drive his big Hummer. Brother Hao drove a very safe Volvo, so Su Zijin reluctantly got into it.

"Su Zi, you get in that car."

Wang Zhen opened the car door.

"Of course I chose it. The Hummer is powerful and the engine sounds nice."

Su Zijin and Liu Xinyu sat in the back seat of the car, listening to the gas pedal go down, the roaring engine of the Hummer was like a tiger descending, unstoppable.

Two cars were driving on the road, and there were not too many cars on the road during the New Year's Eve. They walked through the streets and arrived at the recording studio in just 10 minutes.

At the door, a man with long Beatles hair in a black suit waited quietly.

As soon as Su Zijin got out of the car, he rushed over with small steps.

"Mr. Su, we are ready. When are you going to start recording?"

"Anytime."

With Su Zijin's status here, he was always treated as a VIP wherever he went.

Even the recording studio will not charge fees at all. After all, having such a substantial person coming over will give them a lot of glory.

In the future, I can swear to the singers who come to record songs.

Everyone used to record songs here to prove their status.

"Go, this way."

Approaching the inside, there is another cave, there are three or four recording studios, large and small, and the one that Su Zijin is going to is the best place.

Pushing open the door, the sound engineer and tuner inside immediately stood up and shook hands with Su Zijin.

"Ms. Su, have you brought your sample?"

Su Zijin put the demo in his hand, approached the recording studio, took a guitar, and sat in front of the microphone's anti-splash screen.

"Mr. Su, can I start recording?"

Su Zijin made a gesture to prove that he was ready to start.

After debugging the demo on the computer, the sound engineer first listened to it several times, and then had to give an ok gesture.

"Okay, let's get started."

……

Through the soundproof glass, Wang Zhen and Brother Hao stood side by side and watched Su Zijin hold the guitar and pluck the strings.

"Su Zi, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you've changed a lot."

"Of course, I think Su Zi will surprise us if he speaks again. Back then, Su Zi's singing skills were among the best in the bar. Now that he has become a big star, he can compete with top singers. Is his singing skills bad?"

Brother Hao pressed the tuner, looked at the demo on the computer screen, listened to it for a while, and praised it.

"Awesome, this song is amazing. Su Zi, this creative ability is much stronger. Although I haven't tried this song, it is definitely a good song to listen to the accompaniment."

"Mr. Su, I'm starting to play the accompaniment, you get ready."

The sound engineer spoke into the microphone.

"Three, two, one!"

In the recording studio, Su Zijin plucked the strings, closed his eyes, pointed at the microphone, and sang.

"The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

half survived how many words

Hidden in a head full of white hair"

Su Zijin closed her eyes slightly, and the lyrics were familiar to her heart early on. When she opened her voice, the magnetic singing mixed with the most sincere emotions flowed out.

The tuner was startled, and stared at the audio on the screen, dumbfounded.

"Fuck, none of them are out of tune, and two singing styles have been added, which are full of emotions, and just a short piece of lyrics makes me want to cry.

What kind of singing is this?"

The tuner has been working in this industry for at least ten years, and I have never met such a singer, and the songs sung do not need to be tuned at all.

No, even if he was transferred, he might not be able to achieve this level.

Zhong Linghuixiu, superb workmanship!
The voice is just right, one more will show more, and one less will weaken the emotion.

After Su Zijin sang every line, Wang Zhen and Brother Hao outside frowned deeply. Seeing Su Zijin's singing skills, they always felt fear.

Yes, it is fear.

If a top-notch singer can sing a song well, then a top-notch singer can give a new soul to a song.

The same song, given to different singers, will have a completely different feeling.

And Su Zijin seemed to bring this song to life, every line of the lyrics was re-given with meaning, the emotions were progressive, and the sound was used to describe the sense of the picture.

Listening to Su Zijin's voice is really immersive.

"where did all the time go
Before you take a good look at your eyes,
Diesel, rice, oil and salt for half a lifetime

In a blink of an eye, there are only wrinkles on the face."

Su Zijin plucked the strings, biting the charm of the last word with an expression, completely substituting into the song and unable to extricate himself.

And Brother Hao outside the door repeatedly chewed on the meaning of the lyrics, and the tip of his nose was a little sour.

The meaning in this lyrics makes them feel too uncomfortable. They are all wandering prodigal sons, but they always feel a dull pain at a certain time when they are hurt.

When a person is in despair, he will lean against the wall at night, miss his hometown, tears will fall from the corner of his eyes, the wine glass in his hand will be raised and dropped again, and the cigarette in his hand will be smoked and refilled.

Men also miss home, but because of the persistence and armor in their hearts, they choose to venture into the world.