On a Saturday day, many young students gathered outside the school. They have a strong artistic atmosphere, their hair is colorful and colorful, and everyone's face is bright and shining with youthful light.
A young tall boy ran out of the school gate with long legs. His hair was slightly long, covering his ears, and the roots were a little yellow. It was obvious that he had been bleached and dyed. He was wearing a black shirt with A color jumping plush cardigan, black jeans, and sneakers, when passing by the crowd, unconsciously attracted the attention of many people.
Sheng Canyang walked past them looking at them like no one else, then opened the door of a black car on the side of the road, and threw the erhu into the back seat.
The agent in the front seat turned around and said, "What did your teacher say?"
Sheng Canyang rubbed his brows and eyes impatiently, and said, "Make-up exam."
"Wan Duzi," scolded the Northeast manager, "How did you fail in playing and singing? Did you take the exam with your feet?"
Sheng Canyang said: "There is no problem with singing, but I can't play it. I don't have time to practice. My mouth sings out, but my hands can't keep up."
The agent said: "You just wait for the news to be revealed online. I have already thought about the title. 'Sheng Canyang, who is marketing himself as a musical genius, even failed the college sight singing. Will he be slapped in the face?' You said you are not ashamed."
Sheng Canyang sighed, rubbed his hair, and fell on the seat.
Agent: "How about I go talk to your teacher?"
"What's the use of what you say," Sheng Canyang said, "It's just to listen to him scold again."
The agent looked back at him: "Called you?"
Sheng Canyang nodded.
"What did you scold you for?"
"That's all," Sheng Canyang was a little annoyed, "wasting studies, not doing business properly, not being pragmatic, flashy, not solidly professional, forget about it."
Agent: "I think you remember it quite clearly."
Sheng Canyang let out a long sigh.
The manager was also frowning, Sheng Canyang asked, "Why should I go to school?"
Agent: "Ask me!"
Sheng Canyang: "Why didn't you stop me?"
"You have to go!" the agent said angrily, "Didn't I stop you?! I said it earlier, if you fail the exam, you will be ridiculed by the whole network, and if you pass the exam, your schedule will be delayed. Who knows why you insist on going?" I need to study!"
Sheng Canyang shook his hand and said, "Let's drive."
The manager started the car cursingly, and slowly left the gate of the Conservatory of Music. Sheng Canyang felt that he was having a convulsion as he watched the scenery out of the window retreat rapidly.
He committed suicide by jumping from the twenty-fourth floor, but he didn't die. When I jumped down, I scratched the air conditioner on the building, lost my direction, fell on the carport propped up downstairs, and then rolled down the tree on the side of the road, but it was only broken.
This matter was on the social news. After Sheng Canyang woke up and read the news, he didn't want to die at that time.
I can't die on the twenty-fourth floor, and I don't have the courage to jump down again, so I might as well continue to live.
During the time he was recovering from his injuries, he was lying on the bed, feeling like he had lost something, but he couldn't find any traces.
Sheng Canyang sat in the back seat of the car, put his hand on the erhu bag, caressed it casually, and then thought of that scene again.
When he was in a coma, he seemed to be standing on a beach, with a beautiful sun on the horizon, and the waves surged, bringing up a burst of light, like waves. He shouted frantically, while running into the sea, He was very anxious, as if he was chasing something, then Sheng Canyang opened his eyes and stroked his hair back.
The manager glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "It's time to cut your hair. The show will be recorded next month. What style do you plan to wear?"
Sheng Canyang's hair is a bit too long, and the front hair needs to be tied up. He looks handsome, and his hair is very long. It is very artistic and dilutes his sharp temperament, but it doesn't fit his position very well. He Fans like him more for his youthful look, and his agent has said many times that he should cut it off.
But Sheng Canyang has been inexplicably stubborn in the past two years. He has kept his red hair for more than a year. For an idol-type artist, this time has been very long. He has not continued to dye it since this year, but he has never touched himself again. hair.
Sheng Canyang said: "Let's talk about it at that time. Many people like it now."
"People just praise you for being handsome," the agent said disrespectfully, "and they won't spend money on you, only your fans will spend money on you. How many times have they told you to cut your hair? Do you know how many times a day my Weibo is posted by Aite? Just because of a haircut, my whole family will be scolded, I owe them, will you cut it? If you don’t cut it, I will drive the car along the overpass, we Neither of them wants to live!"
Sheng Canyang: "..."
"Don't be impulsive," Sheng Canyang said, "Cut, cut!"
The agent immediately took out his mobile phone and said, "Where are you going to cut it? Let's go to Korea. How about it? By the way, we will go on a public trip. We haven't had a break for half a year. The boss said that he will give you a vacation after the exam."
Sheng Canyang wanted to refuse, but then he saw his manager looking at him pitifully in the rearview mirror, Sheng Canyang had no choice but to say, "Go."
The agent immediately "oh yeah", took out his mobile phone to contact the itinerary, Sheng Canyang said: "I will take the make-up exam on the 7th, and I will go after the make-up exam."
"No problem," said the agent, "Review well, come on, I believe in you."
Sheng Canyang was a little melancholy about his piano, and ignored him.
Sheng Canyang is going to participate in a variety show tonight. The recording starts in the early morning and continues until the next night. There is still half a month to make up the exam, but the schedule has already been scheduled for ten days.
Sheng Canyang closed his eyes, took a short rest, and opened his eyes again. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening. The makeup artist was applying makeup to him. Seeing him open his eyes, he smiled and said, "You can sleep a little longer."
Sheng Canyang hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled, the makeup artist said: "Brother Yang said you are in a bad mood today, what's wrong?"
Sheng Canyang said blankly: "Failed."
The makeup artist was a boy, and he smiled pretentiously, and said, "Didn't you study music performance?"
Sheng Canyang motioned to stop talking about this, the makeup artist said: "Babe, your dark circles are a bit heavy recently, did you not sleep well?"
There is no one who can sleep well in this line of work, not to mention that Sheng Canyang is in the exam week, and he is almost the same as the first two. Everyone thinks that Sheng Canyang's music is impossible to fail, but Sheng Canyang just changed his life against the sky and failed abruptly.
The makeup artist put a powder on his little finger, lowered his head to carefully cover his dark circles, then looked away, and said, "It's like a god descending from the earth, so handsome."
He has always been doing Sheng Canyang's makeup and hair. He put hair gel on Sheng Canyang, combed all the broken hair behind his ears, and revealed a handsome face. There was a circle of light next to the makeup mirror, and Sheng Canyang looked up. Eyes, some do not recognize themselves.
The makeup artist looked at him in the mirror and said: "No one will not love you, come on stage."
The agent was waiting for him in the waiting room, saw Sheng Canyang finished his makeup and hair, and said, "Not bad, handsome."
Sheng Canyang put his fingers on the table, imitating playing the piano, but he couldn't practice the chords for his left hand. The agent said: "You shouldn't learn Erhu, it doesn't even help you learn other musical instruments."
Sheng Canyang said, "Are you free?"
Agent: "My job is to take good care of you, a big star."
After Sheng Canyang returned to China to develop, he signed a contract with a small entertainment company. He is one of the hottest artists in this company. The agent assigned to him by the company also took care of several small trainees. Sheng Canyang went out to participate in the closed talent show, and it happened that Sheng Canyang's assistant took time off and went back to his hometown, so the manager's work focused on him.
The agent has read the script and knows that after Sheng Canyang performs on stage, there will be an interactive session with the host. The host will ask him to perform a talent show. When they connect with the program group, the program reported is the erhu.
The agent said, "Which part are you planning to play?"
Sheng Canyang said, "It's useless to frown."
Sheng Canyang is purely some inexplicable habit. I don't know why when he first found out that there is such a link, his first thought was to pull "Wang Ning Mei", but in the eyes of the agent, it has some other meanings.
He took a look at Sheng Canyang and said, "You haven't caused me trouble recently, have you?"
Sheng Canyang: "?"
The agent said: "Dating."
Sheng Canyang: "With whom?"
"No matter who it is with," said the manager, "you're not really dating secretly, are you? I heard from Xiao Zhao that an artist wants your WeChat? Please wake up, you still want to sell albums what!"
Sheng Canyang didn't bother to talk to him, the manager looked around to see if there was no one there, kicked him, and said in a low voice, "Is that person still contacting you?"
Sheng Canyang knew who he was talking about this time. The culprit who caused him to be on social news two years ago was his former teammate Shanyu.
Sheng Canyang said: "Two days ago we had a chat."
Agent: "What do you mean? He won't cause trouble behind his back again, have you forgotten the good things he did before? Can't you ignore him?"
After Sheng Canyang's suicide was on the news, Shanyu began to contact Sheng Canyang in private, and seemed to realize the selfishness of his actions, and also publicly expressed his position on his social platform, apologizing to Sheng Canyang.
Shanyu corrected his statement, admitting that he really liked Sheng Canyang unilaterally, but misunderstood Sheng Canyang's thoughts, thinking that Sheng Canyang and him were in the same mind, but after the incident, Sheng Canyang did not clearly express his thoughts to him, so he There will be such a thing.
After all, Sheng Canyang did not die, because after this incident, he left the group and terminated the contract, and returned to China to develop, his career has improved instead, and his life is easier than before. No matter how you think about it, it is a blessing in disguise, and he has no position to pursue it. Not letting go, Shanyu sent him a message, and Sheng Canyang replied "It's okay" without hesitation.
Originally, when it came to emotional matters, it was impossible to tell who was right and who was wrong, but Sheng Canyang felt guilty towards Shanyu.
Sheng Canyang's mobile phone on the table rang, he reached for it, and said casually, "We're all friends, no way."
Manager: "You are really a typical person who heals the scar and forgets the pain. I don't agree."
Sheng Canyang turned on his mobile phone. He was an artist who was going to cooperate with him in a while. He said that he was shooting a vlog. Can he come to his waiting room to record a video and show his face. Sheng Canyang replied: "Of course."
The agent glanced at his mobile phone secretly, with an expression that looked like he was looking at his own cabbage. He was afraid that he would be cheated by some pig. Sheng Canyang directly turned on the screen of the mobile phone to him. He held Sheng Canyang's hand and carefully read the chat record, and then said: "It's okay, he is not as popular as you, when you take pictures later, you move back, don't always stand in front of the camera with your face, a face as big as a palm can be shot with It’s like a steamed bun, can you be more careful, don’t get slanderous posts, and I won’t follow your ass every day to delete posts.”
Agent: "I don't agree with you contacting Sunwoo, I don't like him."
Sheng Canyang looked at his face in the mirror, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity rushing towards his face, as if there had been such a conversation before, a boy's voice asked him: "Do you still like him?"
Sheng Canyang frowned, trying to grasp the flashing image and feeling, but he couldn't grasp it anyway. He could only build some vague impressions of the scene in his mind. The other party was standing next to him, as if surrounded by a forest, the sun was shining brightly, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and there was some leisure in old Rome.
Sheng Canyang looked at himself in the mirror and said, "If there is no accident, we will never meet again in the future."
The agent said: "That's not certain, maybe he will come to China."
Just as he was saying this, there was a knock on the door of the room. The artist surnamed Fang poked his head out with a smile. He is a traffic singer. His appearance is actually not particularly outstanding, above average, but he has some musical talent. He has written two The first hit song, Typhoon is very contagious. Sheng Canyang talked with him about some music topics, and the two have a lot in common in this regard.
Fang Jingchu walked in holding a small vlog camera and said, "Hello, what are you doing?"
Sheng Canyang smiled and stood up, waving his hands at the camera, Fang Jingchu said to the camera, "Who do you think this is?"
Sheng Canyang said: "Hello everyone, I am Sheng Canyang."
"I watched your vlog,"
Sheng Canyang smiled and said, "It's very interesting."
Fang Jingchu: "Really? Which episode did you watch?"
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Fang Jingchu laughed loudly and said, "I knew you were lying to me."
Sheng Canyang said: "The first issue of December, I forgot which day it was, the time you sang 'listen', I was practicing the piano recently, and you played very well."
Fang Jingchu said unexpectedly, "Really read it?"
"Yeah," Sheng Canyang said naturally, "It's very interesting, and I'm also curious about the day of a talented musician."
Fang Jingchu gave him a disgusted expression outside the camera, and scolded him for being too official. He raised the camera and pointed at the faces of the two people. Sheng Canyang's face was in front of the camera, and Sheng Canyang smiled at the camera.
The manager secretly rolled his eyes, and already hated Sheng Canyang.
Sheng Canyang is very suitable for development in the entertainment industry. He is handsome and has strong stage performance. But in some ways, he has some problems that people in this circle will never have. For example, he never cared about the number of shots, he didn't care about the position, he didn't care about his own resources, and he didn't compete with others. Some Internet celebrities or celebrities took photos with him and only edited themselves, so he just glanced at them and crossed them.
At first the agent thought he was pretending not to care, but later found out that he really didn't care at all.
Before he took over Sheng Canyang, he heard that Sheng Canyang was an entertainer with a temper, and he was scared for several months, but after getting along with him, he found that he was no different from other artists. He also did so many things every day, and his time was squeezed out. Eat and sleep, but slowly you will find that Sheng Canyang has no enemies in his eyes, and the status of an artist is just a job for him, just to make some money.
The show was recorded at around 5 pm the next day, and it ended early. Sheng Canyang got into the car with makeup on, and received a message from Fang Jingchu, saying that the vlog of this issue would be sent to him for a look. send out.
Sheng Canyang said: "Don't bother, just send it directly."
Fang Jingchu probably was also in the car, and she was very free, so she immediately replied: "That's right, you are so handsome, no matter how you take pictures, you look good."
Sheng Canyang put his phone aside and put his fingers on his lap to contact the piano fingering. The manager said: "I won't be here tomorrow, Xiao Zhao is coming back. Ask her to buy you a piano keyboard that can be carried with you , I see that many college students carry it on their backs."
Sheng Canyang: "Is there such a thing?"
The manager said: "It's the 21st century, wake up, sir, and you should also open your eyes and see this modern world."
Sheng Canyang lay down on the back seat, closed his eyes and said, "I can only feel it if I take a vacation."
Manager: "This time we go to Korea, we must have fun."
"What's the fun?" Sheng Canyang sat up, opened the piano practice app on his phone, and started practicing on the small keyboard, "Shall we go to Nanshan Pagoda?"
Broker: "..."
"Get out," said the manager, "I'm telling you, although you do look good, I don't really like your type."
Sheng Canyang asked casually, "What do you like?"
Agent: "Female."
Sheng Canyang laughed out loud.
The manager also laughed, Sheng Canyang raised his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
The night was very dark, the car in front came with a high headlight, and suddenly a girl rushed out in the middle of the road, and she was about to hit her!
The manager hurriedly killed the steering wheel, braked suddenly, and the wheels rubbed against the road with a sharp sound. The girl's body brushed against the car and was pushed to the ground. looking ahead.
Sheng Canyang opened the car door and ran down. The girl had no external injuries, but was lying on the ground, unwilling to get up.
It is suicide. Sheng Canyang was about to speak, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a figure flashing past.
Sheng Canyang suddenly ran after him, Liu Yang ran out of the car and shouted, "Where are you going!"
The man was wearing a black work jacket with a sweater hat sticking out on his head and a peaked cap inside. He was tall and thin, and he ran very fast. Sheng Canyang's physical strength was considered very good, but he still didn't After catching up, after the man got on the viaduct, he suddenly turned over and jumped down. Sheng Canyang yelled, and rushed over, but caught nothing, and then saw the man jumped into the truck below, stood up with his back to him Come on, press the peaked cap.
Sheng Canyang took out his mobile phone and took a picture, which was not very clear in the dark.
When he came back, the agent had already parked the car and was waiting for him by the side of the road. Seeing that the girl had disappeared, Sheng Canyang asked, "Where is she?"
Agent: "Have you caught up?"
"No," Sheng Canyang said, "I don't know who it is."
The agent said: "It's probably a pervert. That girl has already run away. She said that she didn't want to commit suicide. It was just a momentary impulse."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
"On impulse?" Sheng Canyang couldn't understand, "Suicide?"
The agent couldn't understand it either, and said, "Run away, I don't think she looks like someone who is going to commit suicide. Since she doesn't want to call the police, let's not cause trouble, so as not to be on the social news."
Sheng Canyang said, "Did she say who that man is?"
"She doesn't know each other," said the manager, "I just went to a convenience store together, and we met on the road, and we talked a few words."
Sheng Canyang thought for a while, didn't say anything, and then got into the car. The manager felt unlucky, patted the dirt on his body, opened the car door, and said, "Fortunately, you saw it early."
Sheng Canyang turned on the phone, looked at the photo, tapped the screen of the phone, and then it went dark again.
The author has something to say: According to this progress, it may be completed before the end of the month (I am not legally responsible for my words) Thanks during 2020-11-01 05:17:16~2020-11-01 20:57:41 The little angel who voted for me or irrigates the nutrient solution~
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