I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

Xixi, Xixi, what are you thinking! Cheng Mingming's voice was as low as a whisper.

Jiang Youxi woke up and smiled, It's nothing, I remember some things from the past.

Cheng Mingming didn't ask, she was just Jiang Youxi's manager.

Although as a broker, it is best to establish a good personal relationship with your own clients.

If there is only a cold working relationship, such a broker is often unable to accompany the client to the end.

But she has no intention of playing the role of a confidant big sister.

This role is not for her.

So she would occasionally say softly, Just say it if you want, sister, listen, but she would never say something comforting or enlightening.

Now Jiang Youxi doesn't want to talk, and she won't ask more.

Jiang Youxi looked up at the simple lines on the ceiling, recalling the shock of watching the Grimace Band's curtain call live.

It was in an abandoned factory building, which used to be a state-run factory, but it is said that it will be demolished and built into a villa area.

The factory was hot, the air was bad, and the smell of sweat, smoke, alcohol and some people's body odor mixed together.

But hundreds of young people walked around excitedly, ignoring the unpleasant smell.

They discuss the great show they're about to see, and lament that Grimace is about to disband.

Several old big fans with peeling paint were blowing, but they couldn't blow away the heat in people's hearts.

Jiang Youxi held the hand of a girl, the daughter of the owner of the musical instrument store. Her name was Lu Danqing, who was two years older than him.

Lv Danqing has a handsome appearance and is about to turn 18 years old, with a youthful atmosphere.

The soft and slender waist and the upturned lower waist always firmly attract Jiang Youxi's attention.

When he entered the door just now, Jiang Youxi was very nervous.

Because he only has one ticket.

But Lu Danqing likes these underground bands very much, especially Grimace.

If she knew that he had tickets for the grimace band's curtain call and didn't take her, she would definitely not kiss him with her sweet, glutinous little mouth for a week, no, a month.

Fortunately, the gatekeepers glanced at the tickets, smiled at Lu Danqing, and let them in.

The clear memory is only until some people carry drums and so on on the temporary stage and set up the lights.

Soon the four members of the Grimace band entered the venue with their heads bowed, dressed casually, and everyone wore a grimace mask, so they couldn't see their faces.

What followed was like a carnival dream.

Blurred, confused, high-pitched.

Crazy music, wild swinging arms, women screaming, men stomping.

The four people on the stage, like gods descending, dominated the joys, sorrows and sorrows of hundreds of people here.

People were sweating like rain, full of passion, shouting with the beautiful music, and using the most violent twists to release all the suppressed emotions in their hearts.

Jiang Youxi can't remember what she did during that performance.

In retrospect, it should be with everyone, waving, shouting, twisting, stomping and so on.

After the show, he excitedly grabbed Lu Danqing's little hand and chatted with her a lot. Talking about music, talking about dreams, maybe these, I can't remember clearly.

Lv Danqing was wilder than him at the show before, but now he calmed down and smiled at him tenderly, the scent of jasmine scented shampoo mixed with a slight smell of sweat.

He wanted to smell more.

Lv Danqing did not perform well in the college entrance examination, and was going to repeat the exam for another year to take the 985 school.

So she was very depressed a while ago.

Jiang Youxi sincerely hopes that watching the grimace band's performance this time will make her feel better and go to a good university next year.

The two did not rush back, but went around to a nearby park.

When no one was around, Lu Danqing suddenly became short of breath.

Jiang Youxi read her eyes.

After all, he is the best at observing words.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to obey his own desires and hers.

In a secluded corner, the two teenagers completed their first exploration of new areas in their lives.

He felt that he would never forget that scene.

The delicate girl had long hair scattered and fell on her snow-white fragrant shoulders, her delicate and white hands supported the knotty bark, she gritted her teeth, and looked back at him with extremely complicated eyes.

In the following year, Lv Danqing was busy studying, while Jiang Youxi was working part-time while eagerly studying music theory.

The two don't date much.

The exact number of times is definitely innumerable, but certainly no more than 10 times.

On average less than once a month.

As for the fewer chances to do that, the only few times were in the corner of the park.

in the same posture.

Then in May 2000, Jiang Youxi was selected to be a trainee of Huayu, and he signed a prostitute contract that might make him soaring, or let him waste the best time of his life, and left Mingxin Musical Instruments.

However, Lu Danqing's test scores were still unsatisfactory, failing to meet the admission line of Fudan University.

But because her home is from the north, there is still a house in the north.

If she goes to a school in the north and finds a relationship, she can go to a high-ranked 985 school.

So, after much consideration, the boss dismissed the clerk, sold the Mingxin Musical Instrument Store, and returned to the north with the family.

Later, Jiang Youxi and Lu Danqing also chatted with LL over the phone for a long time.

But the daily life of the trainees is boring, and the daily schedule is quite full, and there is no extra time to talk about love.

It's not that he dislikes Lu Danqing.

But I really don't have time to think about her.

He has more important things to do.

Guess she does too.

And she has changed a lot after entering college.

Gradually, the contact between the two became less and less, and the tone became less and less.

Finally, at an unknown time, Jiang Youxi discovered that she had not been in contact with Lu Danqing for more than half a year.

Then a year.

At the end of 2000, a singer named Peng Sizhang was born, and quickly gained a firm foothold in the music world with one classic song after another.

Listening to the discussions of the people around, Jiang Youxi didn't find it strange.

The lead singer of Grimace Band, Blue Masked Ghost couldn't have been an ordinary person.

And Lin Ke wrote songs for him, and its rise is almost inevitable.

As for Lin Ke, a handsome guitarist called Xiao Ke by the drummer, because of his charming voice and very gentle to female fans, he is called Ghost in the Heart.

Jiang Youxi only knew her surname Du.

As for the specific name, he didn't know it until 2002, not long before the photo scandal broke out, by chance.

The other two members of Grimace, the drummer known on stage as Red-Haired Ghost and the bassist of Long-haired Ghost, have never been named.

There is no chance to meet again.

Then last year, he finally inquired about the seclusion of Lin Ke Du Caige.

Although he was shy, he still rented the house on the top floor of the unit at a high cost, and only looked forward to meeting Du Caige by chance one day.

He was looking forward to Du Caige's appearance when he recognized him.

At that time, he would tell Du Caige loudly: It was you who set me on the path of music.

Thinking of this, Jiang Youxi shook her head and laughed.

Sister Mingming, do you remember? When we asked Brother Du to write a song for me, he said that I was actually more suitable for acting.

Well, remember.

Jiang Youxi smiled again, her eyes sparkling: Actually, I also know that my talent in singing is not particularly good.

Actually, it's not bad. Cheng Mingming said cogently.

It's not bad, which means it's not good enough. So Brother Du really wrote songs for me because he treated me as a friend and gave me face. Otherwise, with my qualifications, he probably wouldn't be interested in cooperating with me at all, right? Because it's impossible for me to meet his demands.

Cheng Mingming asked, What do you think his requirements are?

At least become the king of singers.

How is it possible, the King of Songs is not so cheap.

But look, Brother Du has only written more than 3 songs for 6 people and 1 band.

Cheng Mingming is also an insider. After thinking for a while, he nodded: That's it.

The band is the Walker Band, a hall-level band in China. It was originally the top band, and now it has become a legend, second to none.

Those 6 people are all song queens. There are exactly 3 song kings and 3 song queens. The only difference is that Li Lingyu already had the title of song queen before she knew Brother Du. The other 5 were dug up. Brother held it in one hand.

Jiang Youxi's face was full of self-deprecation: So, I said that Brother Du's requirements for co-singers are at least the singer, right?

Cheng Mingming was silent for a moment: That's right.

And Brother Du wrote me 5 songs.

Yes.

So, deep down in his heart, he expects me to be the next singer, right?

maybe.

Jiang Youxi closed her eyes in pain: But I don't have the aptitude. I can work hard in singing, but I don't have a good voice. My upper limit is here. How can I become the king of singers? Why should I become the king of singers?

Cheng Mingming sighed and said, Don't push yourself too hard. There are some things that you can't get by hard work. I know you are very disappointed, but you are an adult, I will not coax you anymore, this world I won't coax you anymore, you have to learn to accept this kind of loss.

The world has never coaxed me, Jiang Youxi tried to force a smile, What do you think I should do, Sister Mingming?

Cheng Mingming patted him heavily on the shoulder: As an agent, of course I hope you will accept all the announcements and endorsements. It's all money, and I'll have a meal too.

After a pause, she smiled again: But as your sister, I have to say, money is enough. People still have to pursue something else, and don't fall into the eyes of money.

Jiang Youxi's eyes were a little sad: But what else can I pursue.

Don't ask me, I'm not your mother and can't help you make any decisions. Cheng Mingming finished his last sip of beer, got up and threw it into the trash can, then picked up his bag.

I'm too lazy to go back, so I'll sleep upstairs for the night, no problem.

It's okay, sister, do whatever you want.

Then I'll take a shower first. Don't stay up too late, tomorrow's schedule is very tight. I'll ask Li Jiaqi and the driver to wait downstairs at 6:30 tomorrow morning.

understood.

When Cheng Mingming left, Jiang Youxi resumed her previous posture, looking up at the ceiling.

What should I do?