Small tear bag [entertainment circle]

The supermarket in the base is open until late, and there is a vending machine at the door to supply drinks, snacks and cigarettes 24 hours a day.Most of the teachers from the selection team and the photography team came to supply food and drink, and the trainees consciously controlled their calorie intake and came very rarely.

Shen Wenji mixed in the base, and was bored all day except for two classes a week, always passing by the practice room to peek at other people's rehearsals, and the influence was not very good, and when he had nothing to do, he would wander downstairs to get some air.

During the day, people come and go in the base, and they always have to be greeted when they meet each other, and occasionally they have to exchange pleasantries.Therefore, he usually comes down to move around in the dead of night, trying to be quiet.

Like now.

On both sides of the road, there is no one in sight, only the street lamps are always on.He just came out to smoke, didn't go into the supermarket, just bought it in front of the machine at the door and finished it.I didn't take a lot of walks, so I just stayed in a daze on the bench next to the street lamp.

I'm in a bad mood today.The room was so stuffy that I didn't want to move when I came out.

He didn't like staying in the house very much before, and being alone quietly was a habit he developed in recent years, which took up most of his time.The environment for solitude is not so demanding, so it doesn't make much difference to him whether he is in the base or going home.

But it seems that the people around him are more actively worried about his current living conditions than himself.

Shen Wenji knew why Yan Fan invited him to such a show, and also understood why Qin Xiao stayed in the base and refused to leave.Every time they advised and lobbied, it seemed to be repeatedly declaring to him

You are like this now, no.

There is nothing wrong with it.

Shen Wenji thought, it's not like I can't live anymore.

He has a very vague concept of the date, and he has long since forgotten what day it is and what day it is.Time extends linearly, breaking away from the artificially divided boundaries, it is difficult to detect the traces of passage, and seven years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Then every next seven years should be so fast.

How long can a person live in a lifetime.Day after day, year after year, it continues like this, seven years after seven years, and it will soon be gone.

But in the gentle passage of time, there were rare waves.

Shen Wenji looked at the brightly lit practice rooms on the opposite side, thinking that this year would be different.

He used to play in the band mainly for music, practice singing and ensemble, and move on stage to see his mood and perform on the spot.Unlike these children, most of the positions are designed from the beginning of the stage, and they have to practice day and night to keep the dance in line.But the feelings and mentality during rehearsal have something in common.In this way, Yan Fan's goal of pulling him over was easily achieved

Every time he watched them rehearse, every time, he would think of his mood when he was preparing for the stage.

As engraved in life.Such resonance is inevitable for everyone who has ever had performance experience.

Now when mentioning Shen Wenji's achievements, almost everyone will associate it with the word "talent".But no one can get this far with talent alone.For a long time, he was an ordinary student in school during the day, and Dawn's signature lead singer at night.Whenever possible, make time to rehearse together whenever possible.After the performance, I had a glass of beer with my teammates to celebrate, and then I went to work in a 24-hour convenience store until I came home in the early morning, and fell asleep with a tired and satisfied body.Cycle like this.

Looking back now on the days before he became famous, he couldn't remember how he persisted in the days when he worked, went to school and performed continuously.It's as far away as something from the last century.

I just remember that even Nan Huo couldn't see him working so hard, and laughed and called him a lunatic, "Is the stage really that important?"

Of course it matters.

Is the most important thing in my heart.

Because I like it, I don't feel hard.Even with a high fever, they performed for three or four hours in the cold wind of a winter night, but only received little applause; for a rare live performance, they practiced the piano all night, and then washed their faces and went to school at dawn; I have to make use of the gaps, secretly put on the earphones to loop the songs to be performed in the evening, and the anticipation and excitement continue to pile up as the stage approaches, until the whole heart is full.

Shen Wenji lowered his eyes to look at his fingertips, but before he had time to pick up a cigarette, his heart suddenly tightened and felt painful, and he subconsciously held his breath.

After a while, the palpitations calmed down, and then I exhaled slowly, breathing evenly.

It's as if the body will mount an immune response faster than the mind, and some things can't even be thought about.

But how can I forget it.

Shen Wenji's mind echoed over and over again, the same words, Nan Huo asked him once later, but with a tired and wry smile, in a disappointed tone

Is the stage really that important?

important.

The ever-changing shadows, colors, sound and light on the stage made him firmly believe that it was worth everything he gave.His ambition kept expanding, so he didn't know and didn't want to stop.

I want to go to a higher stage, hold a bigger concert, go to a wider world, and let more people hear my music.

He walked faster and faster, rushing to a higher place without hesitation.

At the moment when I finally stopped, I looked behind me and found that someone was already overwhelmed.

——You killed him.

——He is gone, why do you continue to sing as if nothing had happened?

——Is that how you atone?Shen Wenji, do you have a heart?

--You do not deserve.

Splitting headache.

Shen Wenji's fingers trembled unconsciously as he lit his cigarette.

Later the band disbanded and the three went their separate ways.He took a year off from work and traveled around the world during this long vacation.Every time he passes through a coastal city, he will stay by the sea for a few days.Sitting on the beach looking at the sea level, I still feel that someone will appear behind me in a trance, and ask with a smile that the weather is fine today, do you want to go out to sea together?For dinner, let your sister Man make her specialty braised octopus.

The world is big, and he can finally go wherever he wants.

Alone, aimless.

He ran into a road show band on the streets of Italy. He stood aside and watched the cooperation of several partners, and he was more focused and moved than any passerby.Attracted by his gaze, the lead singer kindly handed out the microphone and asked him if he would like to try it.

He couldn't refuse, and sang "Flowers Withered Yesterday" and "Meeting Again at the End of the World" until he choked up.At the end, it still said "Dawn from China".

Foreign audiences could not understand his lyrics, but they could understand the tune and be moved by the emotions contained in it.Amidst the astonishing applause, Shen Wenji suddenly felt that he was very unseemly.

Feel like I've been doing it wrong all along.

At that time, I thought it would be awesome to have a big stage, but now I think that as long as he comes back, a few of them are still together, and there is nothing wrong with being a Yeluzi band.

No matter in the center of the stage in the square of thousands of people or in the unfamiliar street with people coming and going, as long as you can sing, it is the same.There's nothing wrong with rehearsing in an underground warehouse.

As long as people are still there, that's fine.

is the most important.

Yan Fan said that in these years, every time he saw him, he would only be in a bad mood or in a bad mood.

Even Cen Yi once asked him during such a short time together - Shen Wenji, why are you always unhappy.

Shen Wenji thought, maybe there is a definite number of joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in a person's life, and he has left all his enthusiasm in the days that belonged to Dawn and burned it out.

The rest of his life is the price he will have to pay for overdrawn happiness.

Cen Yi.

The words that he wanted to say but didn't say came out of Shen Wenji's heart

how about you?

Why are you always so happy.

You have also had times when you curled up in the dark and shivered, unable to see the direction of the future.But you survived such a long period of helplessness and loneliness, and finally waited for today's opportunity.

Is that why you cherish it so much?

It's a good day when it's bitter before it's sweet.Since I suffered enough when I was a child, will I be able to live happily ever after?

Must have a good time.

Shen Wenji glanced at the brightly lit practice room again, his thoughts suddenly went astray at this thought, and he went to touch his mobile phone instead, wanting to see how they voted for the show, how about voting on Weibo?

The smoke between his fingers burnt off the soot all over the floor, he did not take a sip, but his mood was strangely relieved.

Is it because I thought of the Pokémon in the base?

Even if you don't see him, just thinking about it can actually make your mood clear.

Magic.

Shen Wenji put out the cigarette butt and threw it away. He entered Cen Yi's name in the Weibo search box, and was about to add dts as a keyword when he suddenly heard a sound approaching quickly not far away, with the joy of discovering a surprise.

He raised his head, and the person in his mind suddenly became a reality, appearing lively in front of his eyes, smiling vigorously, and calling his name.

"Shen Wenji!"

Cen Yi trotted over in the halo of the street lamps.

Shen Wenji almost couldn't hold his phone steady when he saw it, "Why did you get down?"

"Come buy drinks for everyone!"

When he got closer, Cen Yi heard his voice was dull, with the same murmured nasal voice as himself, and laughed even more happily, "Wow, you have a cold too? What a coincidence." Rounding off is a perfect match for Shen Wenji one day.

"..."

There's nothing to be happy about.

It's silly.

The corner of Shen Wenji's lips twitched, and out of the corner of his eye he saw him push up the sleeves of his clothes to his elbows, and the long sleeves turned into sleeves.The thin t-shirt stuck to the body showed wet marks, and he couldn't help but say a few more words, "The night is cool. You are sweating in the rehearsal room, don't run outside."

"Oh, I got it, I got it, I'll go back after buying something to drink."

Cen Yi passed by him and walked to the vending machine, picking drinks for everyone one by one while perfunctory, "Why are you here alone. Isn't Teacher Qin at the base?"

Recently, Qin Xiao was bored and went to watch their rehearsals from time to time. His lazy and casual appearance made it easier to get closer, and the atmosphere of chatting with everyone was not bad.

He was surprised when he heard that Mr. Qin and Mr. Shen lived together. He realized that the two of them were buddies. It's no big deal for good friends to share the same bed.

But today, my good friend is not here, and Teacher Shen looks a little lonely.

"Probably to drink with someone."

It's not easy for Shen Wenji to make Qin Xiao's penchant for sex hunting too obvious in front of him.

"Then why don't you go together?"

Cen Yi then asked naively, "Is it because you don't know the person who is drinking with Mr. Qin? Oh, don't be shy, it will be fine if you get to know each other well, it's very interesting for everyone to play together."

Shen Wenji: "..."

If I knew each other and could play together, that would be fine.

But it was strange that Shen Wenji suddenly had the urge to tell him the truth.

I want to see how embarrassed he looks after knowing what he is fooling around.

I even wanted to deliberately say "Then I will go together next time", to see what he looks like when he yells "Don't go" and loses his temper when he is jealous.

The drinks fell one by one with a bang, and Cen Yi lifted up the corner of his clothes and put them in his arms.Hearing that he didn't answer, he changed the subject on his own, "That's right, I finished the homework you left."

The next small class class will have to wait until after the performance to hand in homework. According to his irresistible personality, when he sees Shen Wenji, he wants to spoil it. "They said that the fish cake is very good. It is a song written for you."

Shen Wenji was stunned: "Write...to me?"

"Yeah. Do you want to hear it? How about I hum something for you now?"

Cen Yi stood up, walked over carelessly with a bag full of drinks, sat beside him and cleared his throat, in good spirits, "Do you want to start listening to the verse or—"

"Not yet."

Shen Wenji quickly stopped him, "Save it and listen to it during class."

Don't be in a hurry.

Shen Wenji thought that in the next small class class, when everyone presents their works, they must first introduce the source of inspiration for their creation.

Then everyone will know that this song is written for Shen Wenji.

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