Day 145 be (2)
The key was left in the hallway.
Fu Xunyan took off his shoes and entered his rental house of more than 30 square meters.
He was penniless when he arrived in the capital, and now, seven years later, he still cannot be considered rich.
After being eliminated from the talent show, he spent a year preparing for the college entrance examination and four years focusing on his studies.
After graduation, he came to this financial company.
Although my annual salary is very considerable now, after paying off my previous student loans, the company's liquidated damages, and purchasing a car worth more than 100,000 yuan, my pockets are almost empty.
He suddenly fell onto the sofa and let the darkness envelop him.
So tired.
I'm really tired.
Even though I don’t really dislike my current life, job, or situation, I still feel…
Is his life, his only life, going to go on like this?
There was no light on and the room was silent.
No one could answer his question.
The lights outside the old community have dimmed, and every household has fallen asleep. There are no dazzling high-rise buildings, nor are there any bright lights and green willows.
So much so that his momentary sadness seemed like a meaningless, childish groan.
He smiled bitterly, but still stood up, unbuttoned his suit and hung it on the hanger, then turned on the light and went to the kitchen.
He didn't really want to cook or eat, but this seemed to be the only evidence in the day that he still had "his own life".
Cucumber, mushroom, vermicelli, tomato, and sauce.
Very perfunctory.
I want to prove it, but it seems that I don’t think much.
Fu Xunyan sat at the dining table, eating while checking the news on his phone.
His roommate in the college dormitory, a younger brother who was several years younger than him, sent him dozens of messages.
[Brother Fu! Brother Fu! Are you free this weekend?]
Let’s go to the concert!
[Although I'm not a fan of idol groups, these tickets are really expensive and it would be a shame to waste them!!]
Accompanied by a bunch of "ball" emoticons, Lin Yu posted the ticket.
Fu Xunyan almost lost his grip on the phone and it slammed against the table.
That is...
[It’s Echo’s third anniversary concert!]
[It’s quite funny to say that, three years ago before they disbanded, they finally made it to the trending topics due to their quarrels, but this year they got together and were willing to hold a concert together]
[I haven’t really been following the group, but there are a few songs by the group that I quite like—OK, I admit that I’m a fan of Yin Xingheng.]
[Although I'm bound to see those annoying people, the tickets are free, and I can also see Yin Xingheng...]
[Brother, please come with me! Cheers! You’re my only good friend in the capital! ! ! !]
The fingertips fell on the screen, a few words were typed on the keyboard, and then after a moment's pause, they were deleted.
After a long time, a stunned face appeared on the black screen.
Echo...
Among the debutants, there were almost no ones he had a good relationship with - or rather, he didn't make any friends during the entire audition period.
The only person I am quite familiar with is Yin Xingheng.
First place, Ye Lai.
Second, Zhou Hengyu; third, Bo Mi; fourth, Kenny; fifth, Yin Xingheng; sixth, Zhou Qi; seventh, Min Hai.
Hearing Echo again, hearing Yin Xingheng's name again, it was simply...
It seems like a lifetime ago.
"New Century Idol" left Echo in a mess, with the contract that had constant problems after the group's debut, and the negative news that Zhou Hengyu and others kept exposing.
Left for him and Jiang Han.
It is also a separation between life and death.
He unconsciously gripped the phone, but he didn't hold it tightly because he didn't have enough strength.
Yin Xingheng——
Thinking of the child with bright eyes, who was willing to accompany him to practice until late at night and took the initiative to teach him vocal music, Fu Xunyan knew that his heart was beating violently.
Yin Xingheng is a good person.
In such a turbulent situation, he was the only one who jumped out without hesitation to speak for him and Jiang Han.
The man sat at the table in silence, letting the noodles grow cold in the bowl.
He stood up, went to the bedroom, and pulled out a cabinet from under the bed.
There was a cell phone lying inside.
He paid more than ten dollars every month to keep the number, but he never used it again.
The moment you turn on the computer, many messages pop up.
There are invitations from unknown directors, various promotions and holiday reminders.
There are meaningless words sent by illegitimate children.
And also - a message from Yin Xingheng.
He had seen it, although he didn't click on it, but when the pop-up window lit up, he saw every one of them.
Fu Xunyan did not make it to the finals, and an alleged bullying incident broke out online on the eve of his elimination.
At that time, Yin Xingheng was not a good boy. He borrowed the mobile phone of another trainee in the base, inserted his own SIM card and sent him a message.
Simple comfort and powerful encouragement.
Then, after the matter was finally clarified, Yin Xingheng was the first to send congratulations.
Then to Jiang Han...
Yin Xingheng didn't send him many messages, but they were all at key points. Between the lines, she was worried about his condition, but because they were not close, she could only say a few words.
After many years, Fu Xunyan finally mustered up the courage and clicked on his profile picture.
He didn't know whether Yin Xingheng had changed her phone.
The last message was three years ago.
"We disbanded, and New Age Idol ended."
The man sat on the ground, his gentle breathing the only sound in the room. He pondered for a long moment, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.
"I want to see you."
**
"I didn't expect to meet you, sister."
Outside the noisy stadium, the girl with ponytail looked at the acquaintance with emotion. She had stickers on her cheeks just like she did a few years ago, but her dress was no longer the innocent girl she used to be.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that we could have a peaceful conversation now."
The sticker girl didn't think twice and went over to hold the hand of the girl with ponytail.
"We were in jail together!"
That’s right, one of them is Qi Ma and the other is Hai Ma, but they are both toxic fans. A few years ago, they had a fight at a concert because they couldn’t stand each other’s cheering uniforms.
As a result, he was taken to the police station by the police and was released only after signing a guarantee letter.
"Hey, don't talk about the past. I was young and ignorant back then. How offensive!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two girls who had been working as office workers for several years saw sadness and nostalgia in each other's eyes.
"But it's really amazing that after all the tears Echo suffered back then, they still managed to reunite one day."
"Isn't it? Forget about our two families. Although I don't want to admit it, at least we have loved each other. Ye and Zhou just have pure hatred."
"Yeah, isn't it said that Zhou Hengyu privately looks down on other members and curses them harshly?"
"Forget about him. Kenny was a tough guy who beat up Bo Mi, but he deserved it. He actually dared to hit the 'Last Divine Face of the 20th Century'. Wasn't he beaten so badly that even his mother couldn't recognize him?"
As the girls talked, they felt something was wrong - if the relationship between these people was so bad, what were they thinking of celebrating the third anniversary of their disbandment together?
The key point is, Ye Lai, Bomi, Yin Xingheng, who are now successful in their careers, and Min Hai, who has almost become an amateur, are actually willing to join in the trouble with the other three troublemakers?
"Forget it. At least the album back then was really good. It's also thanks to Yin Xingheng that the group has survived for so long. Otherwise, I think it would have disbanded right after it was formed."
"Isn't it?"
The girls sighed, everyone here has a bloody temperament, only Yin Xingheng, the most silent boss, shed his obscurity and ascended to heaven as soon as the group disbanded.
Both girls came alone - after all, the tickets were so expensive, and their former idol-chasing companions had long since left the group. The two girls happily walked together to the venue.
"Fuck! Male fans! They're rare male fans!"
The sticker girl has good eyes and can't take her eyes off the sticker once she takes one look.
"Damn! That male fan is so handsome, look, look!"
The ponytail girl was dizzy from her shaking, and when she looked again—
"Fuck!"
A series of national curses.
I really can’t blame them, the other person is really, really handsome!
This hot guy is wearing a full set of Adidas, but his face and hairstyle reveal a mature charm. This contradiction makes him more attractive.
"Gold-rimmed glasses ahhhhhhh I want a groundhog to scream! It's a living gold-rimmed glasses!"
Too handsome, so handsome that people are in trouble...
"No, such a handsome man is also a fan? See if you can tell who he is! I have to figure this out!"
"Well, I can't really tell, but the one next to him is a Yin Xingheng fan, holding a cheering stick."
"That handsome guy is probably a fan of Yin Xingheng. That's normal. Of the three thousand tickets sold today, about a thousand are his fans. His popularity is so high."
"So... can I have VX?"
As a result, before the two beautiful girls could take any action, a man came out from nowhere, holding up his cell phone and wanted to add them.
"Sorry, I didn't bring my phone."
What nonsense are you talking about? Is there anyone who doesn't carry a cell phone these days?
"No way, handsome guy, how is that possible?"
"The fact is that I didn't bring my personal cell phone."
Fu Xunyan still maintained his good composure, but unfortunately the boredom in his heart was spreading endlessly.
He doesn't like people who don't understand what he's saying.
The hoarse voice seemed to ignite the other person's passion, and it chattered endlessly in his ear. Fang Haoyu scratched his head, already trembling with fear, and instantly returned to that afternoon in college. When the people who came to see him came up to Brother Fu, he had this expression that showed that a storm was about to come.
Fang Haoyu felt that he had to take action, otherwise if Brother Fu got angry, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He took a step forward to separate the boy in flashy clothes, but he didn't expect that the boy had a bad temper. Seeing him, an "irrelevant person" interfering, he pushed him away.
Fang Haoyu: Huh?
He only realized today how fragile he was...
However, just when the other party was about to fall into Fu Xunyan's arms due to imbalance of gravity, a pair of hands grabbed his collar from behind.
"Little boy, stand properly when there are so many people."
It was the voice of a mature man. He was wearing a simple suit, his hair was unkempt, and he exuded a decadent air.
His face is good-looking like a mature man, but because of the unshaven beard, it looks a bit too sloppy.
Fang Haoyu felt that the other person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. The other person extended his hand to him, and he muttered a thank you and stood up.
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