Sheng Canyang slept until 7:30 in the morning, woke up one second before the alarm clock rang, then dimmed the alarm clock that had just sounded, paused for two seconds, and bounced off the bed.
Sheng Canyang's hair was in a mess, he took a deep breath, put on his slippers and got out of bed.
The assistant was wearing a red woolen cap and was waiting for him while smoking a cigarette downstairs. He saw him go downstairs to stub out the cigarette, stomp it under his feet, and then picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.
The assistant said, "How are you doing?"
Sheng Canyang was sitting in the back seat. He had just taken a shower, his hair was not completely dried, and the roots were clearly covering his cheeks. He casually turned his face to look at the middle school students who went out to class outside the window, and said, "I tried my best."
The assistant smiled and said, "If you try your best, you will pass."
"After this time, you want to go to Korea with Brother Yang?" the assistant smiled while backing up the car, "Relax, you haven't rested for a long time."
Sheng Canyang said: "I didn't feel very tired this year."
The assistant just smiled, thinking that he was just being humble and not busy this year.
But in fact, Sheng Canyang really didn't feel very tired. He didn't like the relaxed feeling very much. If he was free, he would feel as if he lacked something. He is like a machine that can always turn without needing to rest. If one day it stops, he will fall into a daze.
Sheng Canyang started to learn the piano last year, and began to try to write some songs by himself. The piano is not something that can be played well with musical talent. Some music idiots can also be good at playing the piano. Hard work. Sheng Canyang is the one who needs to work hard, but he hasn't had much time to practice in the past two years. Although it’s okay to use the guitar, you still have to learn the piano if you want to really compose, so there are no particularly good works for songwriting.
The assistant said: "Brother Yang talked about your playing and singing last time, and said that he would take this opportunity to let you practice the piano well, so that you can't sing songs written by others all the time."
Sheng Canyang's cell phone just rang. He opened it and looked. It was a vlog sent by Fang Jingchu. He asked him to check it. Sheng Canyang clicked on it and saw that there was no problem, so he replied with an "OK" expression.
Fang Jingchu immediately replied: "It's so early, do you have a job?"
"Make-up exam." Sheng Canyang said.
Fang Jingchu replied with a ten-second voice, Sheng Canyang clicked on it, Fang Jingchu: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."
In this way, he laughed for thirteen seconds, and the whole car echoed his laughter.
The assistant looked in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Is Fang Jingchu? What's wrong?"
Sheng Canyang: "Nothing."
Then he gave Fang Jingchu an emoji, and Fang Jingchu called and said, "What's the matter, brother, why did you still have to make up the exam?"
Sheng Canyang: "Play and sing."
"Ah," Fang Jingchu said, "every year, there will be a few unlucky people who hang up and sing."
Sheng Canyang fell back on the back seat, looked at the roof of the car, and said, "Playing and singing impromptuly, how did you live?"
Fang Jingchu: "I learned piano when I was four, brother."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Fang Jingchu: "My brother comes from a musical family, this year's magazine published my interview, did you not read it?"
"Magazine?" Sheng Canyang asked casually, "Which one?"
Fang Jingchu: "I'll send you some later. I was going to give it away, but I bought too much, so you can give it away for me."
"You can't play the piano," Fang Jingchu said, "You can't use the erhu to compose music, you should learn it quickly."
Sheng Canyang: "That's all?"
Fang Jingchu: "Of course not, I want to talk to you about work, are you interested?"
Sheng Canyang said: "Please click on my Weibo homepage, find the email address in the profile to send a cooperation email, and then wait for a reply, usually 5-7 working days—"
Fang Jingchu interrupted: "Our friendship, why do you have to find a manager to talk to me directly? I still have to send an email?"
Sheng Canyang: "I'll send you the agent's WeChat account."
Fang Jingchu: "..."
"Are you human?" Fang Jingchu scolded.
Sheng Canyang laughed, and Fang Jingchu said, "Give me your agent's contact information!"
Sheng Canyang made enough jokes and said with a smile: "No need, what job?"
Fang Jingchu: "I have already decided to take the first commercial song for cooperation. The brand needs to find another person. It seems that they want to find a woman, but I want to recommend you. Usually, it is to find a spokesperson to sing, but you You know, the spokesperson is Lao Tzu."
Sheng Canyang: "What brand?"
Fang Jingchu cursed and said, "You don't know my endorsement?"
Sheng Canyang: "Do you know my endorsement?"
Fang Jingchu was surprised and said, "Do you have an endorsement?"
Sheng Canyang: "No."
Fang Jingchu: "..."
Sheng Canyang said, "I'm talking about cosmetics."
Fang Jingchu: "Never mind my business!"
Sheng Canyang: "Aren't you asking?"
Sheng Canyang felt that it was interesting to tease him. Fang Jingchu got a lawsuit on his head early in the morning, and said aggressively, "Will the song I wrote be sung or not?"
Sheng Canyang thought for a while and said, "Send it to me and listen."
Fang Jingchu: "Don't worry about the song I wrote?"
Sheng Canyang: "Send me."
Fang Jingchu seemed to be on the computer, and passed the file over. Sheng Canyang saw the file, and said casually, "Call me 200,000 now, or I'll sell it."
Fang Jingchu: "..."
Fang Jingchu: "You are sick!"
Sheng Canyang smiled, and said, "I'll contact you tomorrow, I'm at school."
Fang Jingchu said angrily, "Go for the make-up exam."
Sheng Canyang: "Goodbye."
"Come on," Fang Jingchu said, "If you hang up again, I will definitely go online and expose you."
Sheng Canyang hung up the phone with a smile. The assistant looked at his expression and said with a smile, "You two have a pretty good relationship recently."
Sheng Canyang said, "I'm not familiar with it. Let's go."
The assistant made a "come on" gesture, Sheng Canyang turned on the song and got out of the car, and Fang Jingchu's voice came from the earphones.
His voice is gentle, but thin. Sheng Canyang knew why he asked him to cooperate, and the voices of the two of them complemented each other very well. If you really cooperate with a female singer, you may not have an ambiguous feeling as a couple. It is better to find a man with a harder voice to strengthen the sense of collision. It can bring out the strengths of both people, which is a good thing for both of them.
On January 7th, the students in the school that had the winter vacation had almost left. Sheng Canyang sent the song to the manager, then turned off the song and walked into the teaching building.
When he came out of the piano room, the manager called and asked, "How is it?"
Sheng Canyang: "I'm the only one who died this year?"
Agent: "What do you mean, just make up the exam yourself?"
Sheng Canyang: "Yes."
"Why tell me," the manager paused for a moment, then said, "Wait for me to praise you?"
Sheng Canyang: "It's over."
Agent: "Great!"
The agent said: "I bought the ticket, I will leave in the afternoon, I knew you could do it, haha, it's really good, by the way, I listened to that song, why is Fang Jingchu so kind? Doesn't it have any plans? ?”
Sheng Canyang: "What can I do?"
"Pretty?" said the agent.
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Sheng Canyang: "A commercial song?"
"Don't play tricks on me," the manager said, "You clean up your body and I tell you, if you dare to fall in love with me, I will break your legs."
Sheng Canyang: "You think too much."
Agent: "Don't come here, don't think I don't know, I also came from my twenties, I know exactly what is going on in your head every day."
Sheng Canyang: "What do you think?"
Agent: "Get a date!"
Sheng Canyang smiled helplessly, but did not refute. It's not that I think about falling in love every day, or even deliberately, but Sheng Canyang feels that he is really waiting, and it seems that there should be someone by his side. He feels that he seems to be looking in one direction, so this In a year, I have hardly rejected others asking me to ask for WeChat. As long as you ask for it, you will give it, but after a few words, it will quickly become boring. There is often a "not this" thought. This kind of thinking is usually accompanied by another kind of premonition, "Is it not possible to wait?"
But this feeling is groundless. If we must pursue it to the end, it will appear after the suicide. When he just woke up after committing suicide, his mind was always empty, with the endless waves of the sea. Then he kept searching in his mind, not knowing what he was looking for, but he kept looking.
Waking up during the day, looking at the ceiling and looking for it, and dreaming at night, it is also the sea. Afterwards, it gradually recovered, and I no longer had such dreams. Sheng Canyang read some dream interpretation books, which said that he would dream because he was stimulated during the day, and the dream was just an involuntary imagination. It is a reflection of an aspect of real life.
But which aspect of real life reflects this dream, but I can't find it. I can only attribute it to the side effect of jumping upstairs.
In the morning, Sheng Canyang was still taking the make-up exam, and in the evening, he had already set foot in a foreign country.
The agent held the mobile phone in his hand, and while changing the calling card to contact work, he was pushing the suitcase.
Sheng Canyang was wearing a sun visor and a mask, but because he was tall and had an extraordinary figure, people looked at him twice and thought he was a star.
A little girl followed them two steps, and when Sheng Canyang turned her head, she happened to press the shutter.
Sheng Canyang glanced at her and said nothing.
The agent said: "Let's go to the hotel first, I have an appointment for a car."
Sheng Canyang took a suitcase in his hand and said, "How many days are you staying here? Settling down?"
"It's all your outfit," said the manager, "The boss said that we can have fun together, but he wants to shoot a travel video and post it on Weibo."
Sheng Canyang gave him a cold look, and the manager felt guilty for a moment, and smiled obsequiously at him.
Sheng Canyang pointed at him, signaling that he should not be an example, and saw through this premeditated trap. The girl next to him recognized his voice and Chinese, and suddenly called out: "Chanyang?"
Sheng Canyang was stunned for a moment, and the manager immediately said: "Pretend that you don't understand, and go."
Sheng Canyang didn't need his reminder, and left the terminal with long legs.
As a result, I received a contact from Shanyu at night, asking if he was back, and it was sent by WeChat.
Sheng Canyang lay on the bed in the hotel, hesitated for a long time, and replied "yes".
Shanyu said, "Meet me?"
Sheng Canyang glanced at the time, it was eleven o'clock, he was going to do styling tomorrow, he thought about it, but still said: "Yes."
Sheng Canyang sat in the dark corner of the coffee shop downstairs and waited for others.
He took off his sunglasses and hat, looked at the night view outside the window, and held a cup of latte in his hand, with beautiful garlands of leaves on it.
After a while, a boy got out of the car and ran over.
Sheng Canyang looked at his figure and suddenly felt a little dazed.
Shanyu pushed the door and walked in, looked around and saw him.
Sheng Canyang stood up, subconsciously reached out to shake hands, and realized that he was too unfamiliar. Shanyu was stunned when he saw it, but still smiled and glanced at him without shaking hands.
Sheng Canyang took his hand back, opened the chair and said, "I didn't give you any, what do you want to drink?"
Shanyu: "Just the same as before."
Sheng Canyang: "..."
Sunwoo realized that he was wrong, and said, "I mean coffee."
"It's very late," Sheng Canyang said, "I didn't dare to order American style for you."
Shanyu smiled and said, "What time is it?"
Sheng Canyang said: "After returning to China, everyone went to bed very early there, and I usually have already slept by now."
Sunwoo: "Do you have time to sleep? I think you have become a big star."
Sheng Canyang smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't think it was worth mentioning.
Shanyu said: "You used to be like this, feeling that no matter how much you have, you can't make you happy."
Sheng Canyang said: "Yes, the bottle is not full."
At that time, someone described Sheng Canyang like this, saying that he is a bottle that cannot be filled, and that if he can't fight for it, it means that he won't be happy if he gets it.
"How are you doing?" Sheng Canyang said.
Shanyu smiled and said, "It's okay."
Sheng Canyang nodded, but couldn't find anything to say.
Shanyu: "What about you?"
Sheng Canyang: "Better than before."
Shanyu: "That's good."
The two fell into silence and embarrassment again.
Sheng Canyang looked at Shanyu, and actually felt that this face was still very familiar, but since he ran in just now, that feeling made Sheng Canyang very resistant, as if he hoped that he would not come over.
Shanyu: "Is it too sudden to contact you?"
"No." Sheng Canyang said.
Sheng Canyang felt speechless. Nothing to say, boring. This is different from the past in his memory. He and Sunwoo should have a lot to say, and they have always been the closest. But now he actually felt like he didn't want to say anything.
Shanyu: "I actually hesitated for a long time."
Sheng Canyang: "Me too."
Shanyu wanted to talk again. Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the window, and the two looked out. There was a black shadow lying on the ground, and the ground was sunken by the smash. In the darkness, blood slowly flowed and spread.
It all happened so quietly. Upstairs in the hotel, someone committed suicide by jumping off the building.
Sheng Canyang watched all this happen quietly, holding a coffee cup in his hand.
No screams, no ambulance, nothing, a man had successfully killed himself in front of him.
Suddenly some clips flashed in his head, a boy turned his head, his eyes were bright and sincere, and asked naturally: "How can I make you happier?"
In another clip, the boy was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. There was a short video noise coming from his mobile phone. He walked into the room. The boy put down his mobile phone and sat up. He asked with a smile, "Are you back? What did you buy?" "
Sheng Canyang sat on the chair, scratching the rim of the coffee cup unconsciously.
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