Entertainment: I am a professor in the Department of Hybrid Healing in the music circle

[Lin Yao will join hands with his new work, which will hit the charts in March, singer: Zhou Ye. 】

[The positioning of the new work is as expected by fans, and it is still a familiar healing taste. 】

[Positioning Healing System·Life. 】

【We are blooming, it's time to produce a king of singers...】

As soon as the content of this official announcement came out, it was reposted by fans frantically in less than an hour, and the comment area was full of chatter.

"It's still the familiar smell of healing? Is it the kind of 'healing' I understand?"

"Last time I was brainwashed by good luck to wash out the shadows."

"I have also been brainwashed, and now there are still shadows. Now when I hear the word "healing", the word "good luck" will appear."

"I was ready to heal the three-piece suit that night, but it turned out to be a night of good luck..."

"This time it should be an authentic 'healing system', right? After all, it's about positioning life."

"The life style in the healing department is indeed a very healing one, similar to the youthful style, and it talks about all aspects of life."

"Am I the only one who noticed that Huahua said that they should produce a singer?"

"Damn, I really didn't pay attention just now!"

"Eleventh, is this the rhythm of preparing to make Zhou Ye the king of singers?"

"So Eleven is going to take the road of conferring the gods after Song Wang Ge."

"When the first work "Later" was released on November [-], I guessed that this treasured songwriter would definitely make a name for himself in the music circle. My vision is really not bad."

"At the beginning, I thought that this newcomer named Eleven would be the kind of short-lived songwriter who disappeared after a song became popular. Now it seems that my vision was too bad. How could my husband be that kind of short-lived songwriter?"

"Auntie upstairs, let's go to war. Eleven can only be mine. I want to have two children for Eleven!"

"My old lady gave birth to three!"

"Your bodies are so weak? If Shiyi marries me, I will give him eleven!"

"Good guy, you old aunts don't take Shishi as a person at all. Is this the rhythm of our family's Shishi?"

"I'm laughing so hard. Every time you talk about one topic, you just talk about another topic. You old aunts, don't think that old cows eat young grass. Girls are not worthy of eleven."

"That's right, we boys are the only ones worthy of Eleven, otherwise what would I care about Eleven?"

"..."

Zhanmang Composition Department.

Zhou Linghua approached Zhao Tianlong himself: "God Zhao, will you be on the list next month?"

He mainly wanted to compete with Zhou Ye again.

Zhao Tianlong was helpless: "I don't have any stock, let's wait a while."

Zhou Linghua: "Could it be that Zhou Ye is really going to be king this year?"

He would not doubt Lin Yao, because the other party has the ability to win the song king.

During the season in March, it seemed that many people were silent.

Seeing that the end of February is coming soon, there are not many companies running out to promote the new song.

This is due to too many challenges in the exchange meeting.

But some small companies, bronze and silver medals emerge in endlessly.

Although Lin Yao won the championship in March, they can compete for the second place.

You can run out and brag later.

See, it's not that I'm incapable of winning the championship, I was defeated by Lin Yao.

As for Lin Yao, he was the one who defeated even the god of Ci. Even a god of Ci in Zuzhou was sent to the hospital because of him. It is not shameful to lose in his hands.

Without any warning, February came to the end soon, and there were hardly any top music producers releasing songs.

Besides, the March season is not worth their release of new songs, unless it is fighting songs and the like.

Then many netizens posted in various forums:

"It's a good thing there's still eleven, otherwise I'd have to wait until the wind and cloud list to hear good songs."

"Yeah, every year in the off-season to turn over songs, basically you can't turn up good songs. You have to wait for the seasons of Fengyun, Gods, Spring Festival and Exchange to have good songs."

"Don't talk about it, I've prepared a three-piece set for late night healing, everything is ready, I only owe Dongfeng, let's do a wave of healing tonight."

"You guys really prepared the three-piece set for healing? Aren't you afraid of being brainwashed by good luck like last time?"

"I feel...it should be...impossible?"

"Haha, anyway, I have a shadow, let's watch the new song on Eleven tonight, as long as it's not good luck."

"Aunt: Do you look down on good luck?"

"It's really good to have good luck, but if you listen to it too much, it will be too brainwashing, and you can't cycle..."

"..."

At around eleven fifty in the evening.

On a certain street in Los Angeles, a middle-aged man sat down on a bench by the side of the road. His face was wrinkled and his hair was gray. He was clearly in his forties, but he looked like he was in his 60s.

He seemed to be picking up a phone call: "Mum, I punched the money into your card just now, did you receive it?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Didn't you say that you sent 8000 yuan this month? How did you call 7500 yuan? I will transfer 500 yuan back to you later. How can [-] yuan be used in the city?"

Middle-aged uncle: "Didn't the two children start school? They still owe tuition fees, so they should pay the tuition fees first, and the children's living expenses must not be less. The rest will be used to subsidize the family. I will keep [-] enough for my needs."

The child's mother said again: "Did you not eat dinner, why are you so weak when you talk?"

The middle-aged uncle tried his best to keep his voice relaxed: "I don't work overtime tonight, I don't care if I eat or not."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then hung up the phone. Not long after, the middle-aged uncle received a money transfer text message on his cell phone.

Someone transferred 2000 yuan to her.

There is also a text message: "In the future, no matter whether you have to work overtime at night or not, you must have dinner. You are tired enough to carry a house by yourself, so you can't let yourself be hungry, you know?"

Then the uncle walked into a nearby 24-hour convenience store, a bag of packaged bread in his callused hands.

Before he could walk over to check out, he heard the convenience store's music switch, and a pleasant and soothing prelude played.

……

PS: Thanks to 'Seventeen-_-_', 'Ciyou 05', 'The Man with a Judgment' for the inspiration capsules, and thanks to 'Say Come in' reminders triple strike and 'Qianxuexue' The fourth reminder is a five-hit combo.

It's the new year, and there are no red envelopes for you. You can only use the red envelopes as red envelopes. I wish my brothers and sisters a happy new year.

Chapter 178 A Process From Confusion to Resignation

The middle-aged uncle listened to the comfortable accompaniment, and unknowingly walked to the front desk.

Sitting at the front desk was a little brother in his early 20s, who was playing the song Someone Like Me.

"Nine dollars," he said.

The middle-aged uncle was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, took out the dirty change from his pocket, and put the nine pieces in front of the stage.

The young man stared at the callused and withered hands of the middle-aged uncle in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment.

After a while, the man saw that the uncle was still reluctant to part with the bill, and subconsciously asked, "Uncle, do you want to sit down and have a rest?"

"..." The uncle was silent for a while before nodding: "I'll leave after listening to this music."

Then, the young man switched back to the music. He didn't pay attention to it after downloading it just now, so he wanted to play it again.

Word: Eleven (hair is not easy)

Song: Eleven (Mao is not easy)

"An excellent person like me should have lived a brilliant life, but why is he still floating in the sea of ​​people for more than 20 years?"

The familiar taste of healing is the style of life, and the first few paragraphs are full of the smell of life.

The young man felt Eleven's new song, especially the opening paragraphs, which instantly attracted him.

"People like me who are lost, people like me who are looking for people like me, people like me who are doing nothing like me, how many people have you met?"

Before he could continue to be in a daze, the singing continued.

Listening to this song, the young man glanced at the uncle sitting not far away. He had mixed feelings.

This song seems to be a bit appropriate.

Yes, a self-proclaimed excellent person like me should live a brilliant life, why should he work in a convenience store?

Even the middle-aged uncle who sat down to rest for a while was stunned when he heard this song.

He originally wanted to listen to some music to unwind and then go back to sleep.

As a result, this piece of music sang into his heart.

The middle-aged uncle and the young man looked at each other, one face was covered with wrinkles and his chin was covered with stubble, and the other was delicate and full of youthful vitality.

They all have a life process of their own.

One is unwilling to be mediocre, and does not believe that he is a mediocre person, but he lives like the song in the lyrics.

One is a person who accepts the reality and starts to accept his fate, and starts to run around for life.

Cooperating with Zhou Ye's affectionate singing voice, the ordinary artistic conception is perfectly conveyed.

"A person like me who is not willing to be ordinary, how many people in the world are there who are inexplicable like me? Will anyone feel sorry for you?"

"..."

This piece of music played very quickly, and before I knew it, it automatically skipped to the next one.

But the inner world of the two is still changing.

One is that I have just come into contact with society not long ago, and I believe that my future self will definitely shine brightly.

One is already carrying a big family, and the whole family has to support the young and old, and they have already passed the age of struggle.

The middle-aged man opened the comment section of this song, he wanted to see how many people like himself are unwilling to be mediocre.

The first comment made him think deeply.

"I'm most afraid of mediocre people, and they still say that they are ordinary and precious... I lived like this before I knew it."

"For a confused person like me...a mediocre person...a person who is unwilling to be ordinary, why do I always feel that Eleven is like a psychiatrist, who can always write this kind of healing music that can resonate with me."

"Whether it is mediocrity, ordinary or precious, as long as you are alive, you will have the opportunity to do what you want to do. Life is not easy, so let's do it and cherish it. Be yourself step by step."

"I'm really tired. How many people are there who are as confused as me? Can a stranger give me some comfort and encouragement..."

"The early 20s are the most embarrassing age for ordinary men. They don't have a good background, a high degree of education, no particularly good connections, no high salary, no car and no house, and some are just unattainable dreams. Some are just love full of longing, some are just a kind and enterprising heart, wanting to give the best to the loved ones and family members. Other choices, and end up spending my old age in mediocrity, this is the life I fantasize about, aging ordinary and healthy, this is the most extravagant thing..."

"After listening to this song, who knows how many cigarettes I have smoked, it is too choking, and the healing department has to be eleven. If this kind of person does not become a god, it will be intolerable!"

"People like me are not confident enough, and dodge others. People like me are not brave enough to watch other people's wonderful. People like me are always lonely. A heart shuttles through the crowd, like me. People like this are always staring at the sky in a daze, people like me, people like me... finally become lonely patients."

"Maybe this is the reason why Eleven became popular so quickly? Every piece of his work has its own story, and every little story connected together makes us ordinary people like us who are not willing to be ordinary..."

"This night, I was 'cured'. The familiar style of depression, Eleven really understands us, and every piece of work can see the shadow of real life."

"When I was young, I imagined that when I grow up, I can be the master of the house. I can do whatever I want. My parents can't control me anymore. However, when I smoke, my parents don't talk about me anymore. When I am three or four in the morning When I can't go home, my parents don't scold me anymore. When my parents ask my opinion on everything they want to do, I already understand that this family should be carried by me... When I was young, I looked forward to growing up, and when I grow up, I look forward to Going back to my childhood..."

"..."

In the convenience store, the young man didn't know how long he had read the comments. When he raised his head, he wanted to talk to the middle-aged uncle to relieve himself.

However, there is no sign of the uncle in the store, and the lives of the two have no intersection. Perhaps, the two of them will never see each other again...

Just entering a store to buy a bag of bread and listening to a song produces a different state of mind.

……

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a certain neighborhood.

Zhou Jie sat in front of the computer. As a first-line singer, he was also paying attention to Lin Yao's new song.

Because he also sang Teacher Lin's work, and it was the award-winning work.