Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 16 Hope, even the faintest ray of light.

There was a heavy rain in the imperial capital last night.

Today, the morning after the rain is exceptionally refreshing, sweeping away the haze of the past, the blue sky, white clouds, and blue sky are like washing.

Tang Guang walked silently on the street alone with his luggage on his back.

The luggage is very simple, except for the old travel bag, it is a guitar that has been with him for eight years.

After staying in this city for eight full years, I gained nothing and lost a lot in the end.

Including his girlfriend who came to the imperial capital with him.

Her name is A Xuan.

When we broke up last night, it rained heavily in the imperial capital, the kind of rain that can't keep your eyes open.

The wind was also very strong, so strong that Tang Guang felt that Axuan was standing in front of him, but he still couldn't see her clearly.

A Xuan said, "Tang Guang, let's get together and get away."

Her voice was not loud, as if drowned in the heavy rain, but Tang Guang heard it, and she did hear it.

He was holding an umbrella, and he didn't even have the courage to keep her in the end.

The car not far away had its headlights on all the time, which was strangely dazzling.

Two whistles sounded, and Axuan ran out from under his umbrella without giving him a chance to say goodbye. This was the end of the two of them.

Tang Guang stood blankly in the rain.

It must be warm in the car now, Ah Xuan won't be freezing, it's a Mercedes Benz, he doesn't know how much it costs, but he knows the brand.

At around ten o'clock that night, my friend Dapeng came and took Tang Guang to drink. Erguotou cost ten yuan a bottle. In his ten-square-meter rental house, the rain seeped into the door, and the whole floor was wet.They drank from the bottle, and the palm-sized carton was only big enough for a plate of peanuts.

Dapeng said: Peanuts are from the day before yesterday, so there is no need for a refrigerator this day, and they can be eaten for a few days.

Tang Guang lowered his head, and finally managed to say: "Ah Xuan found a rich man.

The peanuts in Dapeng's hand were crushed to pieces. He had predicted that Axuan and Tang Guang would break up sooner or later.

"It's okay, it's normal!"

Dapeng took a sip of wine, and there was less than half of a bottle of Erguotou left.

At that time, Tang Guang belatedly wanted to cry, wanted to cry, but he didn't know why he couldn't cry.

"As far as the crappy house you rented, xxoo didn't dare to make a sound. You let Axuan live with you? Unless she is really a fool." Dapeng said.

Tang Guang was annoyed when he heard this, and lifted the table. No, it was a cardboard box. The plate of peanuts was all scattered and fell in the corner of Dapeng's narrow rental house. The broom could not reach it, and he could not see it with his eyes open.

Dapeng picked up a few peanuts on the ground, and finally drank the wine in one gulp.

He said: "Tang Guang, you go home, find a regular job and marry a wife."

He stayed up all night without sleep.

At dawn, he decided to follow Dapeng's advice and prepared to leave, leaving the city that made him sad.

When he arrived at the subway station, he was just about to get on the subway bound for the train station when his cell phone rang suddenly. It was an unfamiliar landline number.

Tang Guang was stunned but still answered the call. A female voice with a sweet voice but not much emotion came from inside: "Is this Mr. Tang Guang? I am the artist management department of Jinye Records. Your resume and works have been reviewed and approved. Please Come to our company for an interview as soon as possible."

Passed? !

Tang Guang was stunned for a moment.

The surrounding noises seemed to fade away, and only one voice echoed in my mind:
Review passed!
Ask me to go for an interview!
It took him a while before he woke up, the phone was already busy with beeping beeps.

Tang Guang calmed down, carried his travel bag and guitar, turned around and boarded the opposite subway.

Although the future is still difficult and long, there is hope.

Yes, hope, even the faintest ray of light.

Of course, Yu Dongqing didn't know that his words changed a person's fate. This morning, as soon as he went to work, Li Wei approached him enthusiastically and said.

"Hey, Brother Yu, I heard that the company has newly signed a rock singer. His voice exploded and he sang the full version of the song "The Final Countdown" written by Sister Yun."

Oh?
signed?
Yu Dongqing hadn't met Tang Guang himself yet, but his voice alone should be fine, let alone such a good song?

"Not bad, right?" Yu Dongqing replied casually.

"Of course it's good! The song written by Sister Yun." Li Wei smiled and said to Luo Yun in the front row: "Sister Yun, it's amazing, your composition skills have greatly improved."

After hearing this, Luo Yun turned her head and was not very happy. She snorted coldly and said, "Li Wei, do you think I can write such a complete song?!"

Li Wei was a little confused for a moment: "It's strange, it's rumored that you wrote it, after all, the first half is yours."

Luo Yun ignored him, glanced at Yu Dongqing who was leisurely drinking tea, and turned her head without saying anything.

Soon, Yu Dongqing received a WeChat message from Luo Yun.

"Brother Yu, what did you and Wu Lan say? That's it, everyone in the company knows that I wrote it. This is putting me on the fire."

When Yu Dongqing handed over the complete version of "The Final Countdown" to Wu Lan, Wu Lan claimed that it was written by Luo Yun.

Since it is a task assigned to her, it is best for her to complete it, lest there be some right and wrong in it.

Wu Lan agreed at the time.

Now listening to Luo Yun's complaint, Yu Dongqing smiled, put down her teacup and replied.

"Isn't that good? Look at everyone praising and congratulating you. Are you unhappy?"

"I admit that I have vanity and like to hear compliments from others, woman. But what if Wu Lan asks me again in the future? You have to help me!"

Ah?
Rely on it.

"talk later"

Yu Dongqing said something casually and put down the phone.

In the afternoon, Yu Dongqing got off work on time. As soon as he walked near the subway entrance, he saw a very simple young man in a T-shirt and black-rimmed glasses wandering there.

It was Tang Guang.

Seeing Yu Dongqing, Tang Guang walked over immediately, and said respectfully, "Mr. Yu, thank you very much, thank you for the song you wrote, and thank you for recommending me."

"Director Wu told you everything?"

"Yes, Mr. Wu said that if it wasn't for your recommendation, I wouldn't have the chance at all, so I really thank you I.I.." Tang Guang was incoherent with excitement.

"You don't need to thank me." Yu Dongqing interrupted him with a calm tone: "You can pass the strict assessment of the company behind and become a singer under the banner, which shows that you are very capable and talented. But this is just the beginning, and the road ahead is still to come." It's long, and I think you understand."

"I know, I know." Tang Guang nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I will definitely work harder."

Yu Dongqing believed his words.

Judging from his resume, he must have suffered a lot as a North Piao singer for eight years.

"Well, goodbye!"

After Yu Dongqing finished speaking, she turned around and left.

"Mr. Yu, do you still write songs?" Tang Guang asked hurriedly from behind.

Yu Dongqing didn't answer, and followed the crowd into the subway station.

(End of this chapter)