Chapter 32 Beautiful Song, Beautiful Love

"You just want money, right? I'll give you as much as you want. Stop washing and come with me to the hotel!"

"Fuck it! Are you pretending to be serious?! Isn't this how you do this to make money?!"

"You stinky bitch, do you really think you can get diamonds?! Get out of here!!"

A residential area in Qingzhou City.

At five o'clock in the morning, 24-year-old Zhang Yan returned home from get off work, carrying a shoulder bag.

There were still marks of the slap from the customer on his face.

This is the quietest time in the city.

The roads in the community were quiet. At a glance, the tall buildings were all dark, with only one or two houses with lights on occasionally. I wondered whose kids were playing video games.

Those who get off work at this time should be what everyone calls marginalized people. Zhang Yan pushed open the door and just took off her shoes when she heard a burst of abuse coming from the living room: "Hey, you're off work again? Little bitch, how's business today?"

"Just do it, while you're still sexy, hurry up and show off your beauty. When you're older, I don't think any normal man will want you!"

"Then you can just wait to find a divorced domestic violence man to marry! I won't care about you even if you are beaten to death!!"

The person who spoke was Zhang Yan's father.

A 50-year-old middle-aged man who has achieved nothing and owes hundreds of thousands of gambling debts.

Zhang Yan has long been accustomed to his father's verbal abuse.

"I don't plan to get married."

She just replied calmly and went back to her room.

However, after closing the door, Zhang Yan collapsed on the ground.

The tears could no longer be held back and burst out.

How could she not know what was said just now? Her father was in gambling debt, her mother was sick and hospitalized, and she had a younger brother who was in school.

If she doesn't take care of this family, who will? The only thing she can do is to stick to her bottom line in front of the man who wants to spend money to sleep with her.

But this bottom line does not earn her any respect. From the moment she entered this industry, she knew that she would never have love in her life.

Getting married has become a luxury.

Looking out from the window of the room, you can see the bustling city.

But in this huge city, there is no place for her to stay. Zhang Yan adjusted her mood and went back to bed. She couldn't sleep and started checking her phone.

Dancing, skirting the line, marketing account.

As usual, a meaningless video.

Occasionally, there is a 20-minute movie commentary.

Zhang Yan didn’t know what the point of watching these was, but only when she was watching Douyin could she escape from life for a short time.

One by one.

The fingers kept turning down.

At this moment, Zhang Yan's fingers stopped.

A video caught her attention.

A girl in school uniform, holding a cello, seems to be preparing to perform.

Perhaps because she was attracted by the school uniform, Zhang Yan did not reject it.

After all, Zhang Yan’s own job content.

It’s COSing as a high school girl washing other people’s feet.

Technician No. 7, this is her name in the eyes of others.

People like her don't deserve a name.

When Zhang Yan saw the high school students in the video, he suddenly remembered the boy and girl he met a few days ago.

The girl was really beautiful and left a deep impression on Zhang Yan.

From her, Zhang Yan realized what a real girls' high school is.

After that day, Zhang Yan studied hard, reviewed the experience over and over again, and finally learned three-quarters of the essence from it.

It was these three things she learned that caused Zhang Yan's business to soar in the past few days, and countless bosses began to come to her to wash their feet.

Today, a boss is willing to spend a large sum of money to take her away. Although she should be happy, Zhang Yan is becoming more and more frustrated.

She began to wonder whether the path she had chosen was the right one.

When she saw the girl in the video, she felt extremely envious.

If she was from a real girls' high school, maybe her fate would be different. Unfortunately, she only went to a vocational high school, which is not considered high.

"~"

As the girl in the video plays the cello.

A leisurely piano sound began to echo in Zhang Yan's room.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment.

What a beautiful melody this is, gentle and affectionate, like a pair of hands gently caressing the tear marks on Zhang Yan's face.

Like love.

It makes people immersed in it without paying attention.

A dim room and a cold bed.

Lying on the bed, listening to the extremely beautiful piano music, Zhang Yan thought of many things.

Once upon a time, I was also a girl with a beautiful dream of love.

Longing for a sweet love like in a romance novel.

In fact, she did have a relationship.

We dated for three years, from vocational high school to graduation.

But when she chose to go to the foot massage parlor, the man who had been with her for three years finally broke up after unsuccessful persuasion.

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She cried bitterly because of this.

But why have I become so numb now? Zhang Yan's heart is bleeding.

As the music reached its climax.

The sound of the piano goes from passionate to gradually subsiding, like a whisper.

Zhang Yan was deeply touched.

There are so many beautiful loves in this world, waiting for me to discover! But why, why can I only be willing to be a marginal figure in society? Is there really no other way for me to choose? Finally, Zhang Yan couldn't help but sit up from the bed.

He kicked the door open and looked at his father smoking in the living room.

She bit her lip and choked up as she said,

"After this month, I'll quit!"

"From now on, I will never be able to help you pay off your gambling debts!"

After using up all my strength to say all this.

Zhang Yan returned to the room and turned on the video again.

Only then did she notice the introduction below the video.

Is the song titled "Ode to Love"?

What a beautiful song.

The girl's name is "Cat"? Although the "Cat" didn't show her face, she gave Zhang Yan a feeling.

This must be another girl who has the most youthful vibe like the girl that day? She plays the cello really well.

There must be a love as beautiful as this song around her.

When Lin Tian got up from bed the next day, he unexpectedly found that his Douyin background had become "99+".

He suddenly started and clicked into the creator's backstage.

23,000 likes, 110,000 views, and more than 6,000 comments.

Lin Tian was shocked.

The ratio of likes to comments is very exaggerated.

Generally speaking, the number of comments should be one twentieth of the number of views, and for some better ones, it can be as low as one tenth.

And when the proportion far exceeds this data, even reaching more than one-third——

Apart from the fact that someone is waiting to take over the King of Hell, there are generally only two possibilities.

Or, there is a big melee in the comment section, and people are arguing passionately.

Or, the video quality is awesome enough.

Lin Tian admitted that there was an element of gambling in his mind the moment he opened the video.

[Wow, I can actually see such a high-quality performance video on TikTok! ]

[Even though I am a layman, I feel elevated after listening to this. 】

[I got goosebumps! It's so good, right?! ]

[I actually saw the most beautiful form of love in a song.]

[It's actually an original song. Is there anyone who knows about it who can analyze the quality of it? I'm a country bumpkin but I just think it's awesome! ]

【.】

Dense barrages of comments slowly floated by.

At this moment, Lin Tian was finally sure.

The video went viral! (End of this chapter)