The author has something to say: It’s set in a futuristic urban setting, don’t bring it into reality.
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Ji Zhiyi stood in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, looked at his thin self in the mirror, and let out a deep breath.
The person in the mirror has short, slightly withered hair, black eyes, white lips, and a gloomy expression, looking very weak. Her chest was rising and falling slowly, proving that she was still tenaciously alive.
She lowered her upper body and got closer. He raised his hand and touched his face, followed the familiar eye sockets to the corners of his lips, and then touched the hair on the back of his head.
There were no bloody wounds on his arms, and half of his bald hair had grown back. There was a wound scratched by glass next to the eye, but it has disappeared.
The godless pupils reflected her every move simultaneously.
It was confirmed that the current weakness was simply due to malnutrition and excessive hunger. Ji Zhiyi finally stopped his foolish exploration.
It was hard for her to tell how old she was now.
Staying up late for a long time, living an irregular life, and taking out food that is heavy in oil, salt, and bacteria have made her body overwhelmed. A young woman in her prime has become like a middle-aged and elderly lady who has gone through menopause.
This embarrassed and haggard appearance is indeed too old for her age.
Ji Zhiyi walked out holding the sink and rummaged through the living room before finding his cell phone. Click on the software and order a takeaway first. It doesn’t matter what they are, just arrange them by the closest distance, as long as they can have enough to eat.
Seeing that the other party successfully accepted the order, Ji Zhiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The stomach that felt so hungry that it was twitching was somewhat filled by the still unreal takeaway, and it became less uncomfortable.
When this thought came to her mind, she knew that she was really approaching her limit.
Ji Zhiyi's habit is that once he gets into work, he can go without eating for a whole day in order to stay in shape. I was already hungry and had low blood sugar, so I was going to take a shower and eat. As a result, I fainted due to the tight heat in the toilet. She wasn't sure how long she had been unconscious for, but she was really lucky that she didn't starve to death.
At this time, the phone vibrated and a text message popped up.
There is still 100 yuan left in her bank card balance.
Ji Zhiyi looked at his mobile phone and did not look away for a long time. It wasn't until his knuckles turned white and the muscles in his hands spasmed that he let go and let it slide onto his legs.
She was sure that this was her entire net worth.
Ji Zhiyi didn't feel downcast, but laughed sincerely. He leaned back on the sofa and grinned silently. It wasn't until the moist liquid slid across her face, and she raised her hand to wipe it vigorously, that she slowly calmed down.
She tried to calm down and digest the complicated information in her mind.
Ji Zhiyi took a deep breath and turned his head blankly to look around.
His eyes passed over the familiar and unfamiliar indoor furnishings, and his vision became blurry again.
She bought the house when she was eighteen.
Back then, as a behind-the-scenes creative, she was high-spirited and well-known in the industry.
How many people can make millions at the age of eighteen? Anyway, she did it back then. This was still the case when the entire music industry was in a downturn and the search for future development directions was fruitless.
Many people believe that she is a new generation of Ziweixing who will continue to be brilliant, including herself.
However, she had just started out when her parents died unexpectedly.
This bad news brought a huge blow to her. For a long time, she could not escape from the sadness. The emotions affected her creation. The original songs were full of dark tones, which were not mainstream in this society, whether it was Neither capital nor the market buys it.
The reputation she had accumulated before was quickly wiped away by her few new songs.
In addition, she is just a behind-the-scenes person and has just started. She has no so-called fans and publicity. Losing her works is equivalent to losing her market value, and there is no need for observation and training.
Times are always changing ruthlessly and quickly, and she was quickly forgotten in the tide of history. Maybe in the vast world, it can't even be called a water flower.
Ji Zhiyi is a reserved and somewhat withdrawn person, but he is not so aloof and cannot tolerate favors and humiliations.
The cold words or sighs from the outside world caused her to be hit one after another. The huge gap between success and failure made her gradually lose her heart. She wanted to calm down.
After making the decision, she took her savings and went to school to study in a low-key manner, spent money to purchase various equipment, and kept experimenting and working hard. She didn't start again until the world had almost forgotten her existence.
However, at this time, she was already very poor and had no connections or information.
Her mental state didn't improve much. Probably because she failed too many times, she gradually lost the spirit and confidence of her youth, and was trapped in a barren world by her own imaginary pressure.
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Painting the ground as a prison is probably what she is talking about.
She thought she could get out of trouble with just one success.
Ji Zhiyi smiled self-deprecatingly.
It’s true that young people don’t know what it’s like to feel sad, so they forcefully talk about it in order to compose new words.
These innocuous little setbacks were nothing compared to her future experiences.
If you don't recognize your talent, it's just self-admiration at most. What is delicate and sensitive is simply vulnerable.
All my previous talents and dreams were in vain.
Yes.
She was reborn.
Ten years later, he was completely defeated, died on the streets, and then returned to the present.
It's like a dream. It's so false that it's hard to believe.
Ji Zhiyi took out his cell phone, looked at it, and reconfirmed the date.
September 23rd.
She was reborn at the age of twenty-five, which she once thought was her lowest period.
Ji Zhiyi closed his eyes and recalled what would happen next.
Some time ago, Ji Zhiyi sorted out old manuscripts and changed two songs.
She thinks these two songs are well written, with catchy melody and rhythm, lively and lively, and a little freshness in their style. When playing, I can make up enough sense of the picture. I close my eyes, and some unstoppable inspiration flashes in my mind.
That feeling was so precious, so comfortable after a long absence, and she felt that her condition was finally back.
Ji Zhiyi decided to deliver the two songs, and after selling them, he could make up for his living expenses, which were about to be stretched.
Considering that my reputation is now equivalent to that of a semi-newcomer, without the help of acquaintances, if I submit a manuscript to the company, I will most likely be unreasonably rejected, or I will only receive a low hard fee. Ji Zhiyi wanted to ask someone to help him find a way, so that it would be easier to talk.
Because Ji Zhiyi didn't like communicating with others for a long time, the only person around Ji Zhiyi who could help him was an old partner named Tommy.
Tommy was a friend she met when she first became famous, and he still kept a close distance with her during her lowest period. Although there was no substantial help, Ji Zhiyi still trusted him very much, and he was the first thing that came to mind after the creation. it's him.
Probably because she felt familiar. When she was young, she always subconsciously equated acquaintances with good people. In fact, there is no relationship between the two at all.
She found a moment and showed the new song to Tommy. Tommy hummed a few words to it and didn't say it was good or bad. He just agreed to help her try to deliver it.
Ji Zhiyi was slightly disappointed at the time, but still very grateful. After that, I listened to his instructions and went home peacefully to wait for the answer.
If she remembered correctly, she had given the music to Tommy at the end of September, and it should have been nearly a week since then.
It was this wrong decision that caused her irreparable tragedy in the future.
Ji Zhiyi couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger when he thought of Tommy's face.
While she was still happily waiting for the results, one of the latest rising stars took the songs she wrote and released a single as a creative talent.
Although the little flower's singing skills were not very good and she wasted two songs in vain, after extensive repairs, she is still popular. The two songs were widely covered and sung.
It happened that a TV series was on the air, and because the lyrics were suitable, it was chosen as the ending song, which once again created a wave of popularity and became popular among the people. Soon the two songs topped the charts on various music software and charts, becoming the hottest songs of the year.
Xiaohua also rose to prominence through her status as a talented creative woman, and then she entered the entertainment industry.
It's a pity that the little flower really has no talent. She has the most powerful cards, but after being highly praised, she still only attracted some fans. After two or three years, it became blurry. However, a few "classic original songs" preserved her dignity, and it remained the same even after being confused. Passers-by talked about it.
It turns out that Ji Zhiyi's feeling was right, those are really two outstanding songs.
She was too young at the time. When she found out that the songs had been stolen, she became so passionate that she thought she could shake the tree with a fly, and that the world could guarantee justice. She went online to complain, claiming that she was actually the original author of the two songs.
As a result, fans rushed to the homepage to angrily attack, and cursed in a weird way. The brokerage company followed closely, and various marketing accounts and trolls led the way to smear her, saying that she was cheating.
Fans dug out her previous songs, found a few old songs at random, and made an unrelated comparison to prove that she had plagiarized in the past. Passers-by, who had never even heard the song, followed along to testify.
Social software also blocked her account after reports from various parties.
During that time, almost the whole Internet was black. Ji Zhiyi's views were shattered and he was severely hit.
At this time, Tommy invited her to the bar. He apologized to her and said that he did not know that things would develop to this point. He shared her hatred and denounced the shamelessness of the well-known agency. At the same time, he invited her to drink and expressed that he would support her in continuing to pursue accountability. , restore the truth and clear your reputation.
Ji Zhiyi naively did not doubt him.
Then the police came to her door and said that someone had reported her for taking drugs. Only then did she realize that Tommy had been tricking her from the beginning to the end.
However, reaching this point is already a dead end.
It is impossible to get rid of drug addiction, especially new synthetic drugs. It is highly addictive and harmful. The damage to the brain is irreversible, and there is no possibility of complete withdrawal. The so-called withdrawal is just detoxification of the body, and the relapse rate is as high as 100%.
She sold her belongings and struggled with drug addiction and failure every day.
After the incident broke out, Ji Zhiyi was ridiculed and regarded as a lunatic who jumped around wildly to gain popularity, watching Xiaohua and Tommy reach the peak of their lives.
This battle lasted for a long time, and the only person who was harmed was her, who was always regarded as the villain.
Finally, when she went out to buy something and was recognized and beaten by fans, she hurriedly ran to the road and was hit by a car and died.
She thought she was dead and was feeling relieved. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in the bathroom.
That's what happened five minutes ago.
Ji Zhiyi clenched his fists, shuddered, and felt numb all over his body.
She was immediately frightened, but the feeling quickly receded and she calmed down again.
Yes, nothing has happened to me. Nothing has happened now, let alone drug addiction.
Ji Zhiyi listened to his heavy breathing and put his hand on his chest to feel his still vigorous heartbeat.
Then the doorbell rang. Ji Zhiyi wiped his face and went to open the door.
"Your takeout." The delivery person was a young man who ran a shop downstairs. He glanced inside and asked, "Are you okay?"
Ji Zhiyi said weakly: "It's okay."
The little brother handed the things over, pretending not to notice her red eyes, and smiled and said: "Oh. I just said that you haven't come down to eat for several days. Next time you are hungry, you can call our phone number. There are no business hours. of."
Ji Zhiyi's voice was hoarse and he gave a grateful smile: "Thank you."
Sometimes Ji Zhiyi feels that she is indeed very lucky, because there are many shining people around her.
Later, she was so depressed that she didn't dare to go out, so this little boss bought all the things for her. There was even a time when she was tortured by drugs to the point of wanting to commit suicide, but it was the other party who realized something was wrong first and rushed to save her.
The little brother collected the money and turned around and went downstairs, sweating profusely.
Ji Zhiyi touched the hot lunch box and sat at the dining table.
She only ordered one bowl of rice bowl, but the boss obviously gave her a very large portion. She had been hungry for so long, and she was still a little tired after eating.
Moreover, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes look like they contain more eggs than tomatoes, and they are fragrant. The bright red soup seeps down through the distinct grains of rice, which makes people's fingers twitch.
Ji Zhiyi touched his belly and felt that his body had recovered a lot and his mind started to work.
She sat at the dinner table for a while, and suddenly remembered that she didn't even know the little boss's name.
Ji Zhiyi was speechless and walked to the living room.
There are many music scores scattered on the table, some of which are her old manuscripts, and some of which she should have written just before she fell into coma.
Ji Zhiyi looked at it for a while and subconsciously reached out to grab his hair. When I encountered a familiar yet unfamiliar touch, I remembered that the back of my head was no longer the bare Mediterranean Sea, and immediately took my hand back cherishingly.
Be well protected. It’s hard-won.
She ran back into her room, put on a hat, hid her hair, ran out again, and began looking through her inventory. See if you can find a few good songs to modify and get used to the feeling of work.
After humming for a while, a strange electric current seemed to flash through her body, and the notes formed various fragmentary pictures, making her feel more and more excited.
Ji Zhiyi was so excited that he wished he could grow three heads and six arms and immediately recorded all his thoughts.
She could feel her youth, both in body and brain. A God-given gift called talent came to her again.
It's like an abandoned vehicle that has been used for a long time. One day, the engine was suddenly updated and all the parts were polished. I was originally worried that a vehicle already adapted to rusty parts wouldn't run fast, but it didn't!
The car was moving at a fast speed, but it felt more enjoyable than ever before.
Ji Zhiyi took a pen and scrawled wildly on the back of the paper. By the end of writing, I almost forgot who I was and where I was.
When it got dark and she couldn't see the words on the paper even with her eyes squinted, she gave up in frustration.
Get up from the ground, go over and turn on the headlights.
She sat on the ground, admired the finished product in her hands, proofread it completely again, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She can still work!
The words kept replaying in her mind, and Ji Zhiyi's eyes even started to heat up.
Probably very few people can understand what she is feeling now. In fact, it is just a humble fluke.
Ji Zhiyi flattened the manuscripts and placed them one by one on the table. I went back to my room and brought my computer, and I was going to sort out and record some of it tonight.
She later suffered from social anxiety due to online violence and could only stay at home.
There is nothing to do in the twenty-four hours. I just stay up late writing music, listening to music, and watching TV.
However, due to the influence of drugs, I couldn't concentrate. Even if I had inspiration, it would only be fleeting. Coupled with paranoia, word-of-mouth fractured, and there is no sign of rising again.
But she never stopped studying. It seemed that only continuous studying could bring her a sense of self-comfort.
Knowledge is indeed power.
The late power can finally be put to use now.
She has carefully studied all the popular hits that appeared in later generations and kept them completely in her mind. They are not available yet. But Ji Zhiyi didn't intend to borrow it.
She hates plagiarism so much and her dignity being crushed and trampled down by others. The glory that was taken away should be taken back by oneself.