Chapter 42 Our Song (Part 1)

July thirteenth.

Before six o'clock in the morning, Li Qian opened his eyes.

The mattress was a little soft. The original owner of the room was a married couple who hadn't married for a few years. This should be their wedding bed, but Li Qian was not used to it yet. When he woke up, his back felt a little sore.

But since he woke up, he rubbed his eyes and got up immediately.

It was less than six o'clock, the red sun was still under the sea, but the sky was already bright.

Li Qian got up in his underwear, first went to the kitchen to get a pot of water to boil, then went to the bathroom to go to the bathroom, wash his face, brush his teeth, after everything was cleaned up, the water was already boiled, and he filled the sea with the big tea he bought after moving in. After brewing sea flower tea all over the floor, I went back to the bedroom, made the bed and dressed.

Then, he took his cell phone and keys and went downstairs.

There is not a small park nearby like Shengshi Garden, but the reason why Li Qian likes this place is because it is not far from the ancient city wall.

It was about 6:15 when he went out, and after jogging for ten minutes, he arrived at the foot of the ancient city wall.

This section of the ancient city wall was originally built in the Ming Dynasty, and was later repaired by the Shun Dynasty, and it was completely turned into a cultural relic after the founding of the People's Republic of China. However, until now, although everyone knows that it is an ancient relic, the government has not fenced it up to protect it. Of course, it can't be called a park, but many people who get up early in the morning to walk the birds and practice boxing will gather at the base of the city wall.

But Li Qian is not with them. After he came here, he would bypass them and climb up the city wall directly from the inside. The size of Dafu is naturally not low. The remaining section of the ancient city wall is east-west, with a length of more than seven or eight hundred meters from east to west and a width of about four or five meters. This width is enough for a horse racer, and it is naturally enough for Li Qian to start his stance and punch.

About ten minutes later, after practicing boxing and kicking, and taking a short break, Li Qian got up and went home jogging as usual.

The community where he is renting a house is an early commodity community in Jinan Prefecture. According to Li Qian's understanding, in this time and space, since the early 1980s, the tide of the commodity economy began to be unstoppable. The so-called commercial housing also rose at that time, and this community was built around that time.

The residential area of ​​more than ten years can already form a relatively stable living system.

There are four or five breakfast spots at the east gate of the community.

After moving here, Li Qian has eaten all of them one by one, and finally he chose the "Old Zhao Hu Spicy Soup" opened by the Henan native as his future breakfast spot - this store doesn't sell as many things as other places, and they don't The most common soy milk fritters are sold, and there are no wonton steamed dumplings. The store only sells four things: meat buns, vegetarian buns, spicy soup, and tofu nao.

Except for plain steamed stuffed buns, the other three items all suit Li Qian's taste very well.

For one yuan, three meat buns and a bowl of Hu spicy soup is a delicious breakfast.

Their steamed stuffed buns are not too big, but the stuffing is honest and meaty, and the spicy soup tastes very authentic, because they really boil beef.

Li Qian came back from a run, walked back to the east gate, bought breakfast and went home.

At this time, the sun has risen.

When he got home and took a shower, he went to the dining table wearing only his underwear, poured a cup of warm chrysanthemum tea for him, and drank it slowly before starting to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, after clearing the dishes, it's about half past eight.

Then, he would sit on the small two-seater sofa and listen to songs for half an hour.

The player is his old Walkman, Nansheng brand, and the speakers are second-hand goods that he bought from a video store a few days ago, a pair of bookshelf boxes. It costs about two hundred yuan, the appearance is good, and the sound quality is not bad.

Of course, a box worth two hundred dollars plus a walkman worth tens of dollars, even though the value of Huayuan in this time and space seems to be much higher, but the sound quality at this price is really out of the question, but he I don't pay attention to this now, I just don't want to listen to music with earphones all day long and make my ears feel wrong.

What Li Qian left behind, plus the new ones he bought later, he now has more than a hundred tapes in his hand, most of which are pop and rock, and he also bought a lot of English and Russian tapes. Yes, but still his favorite in his previous life - Mozart.

There are two sides of a tape, and the playing time is about forty-five minutes. For the first 20 minutes, he would sit on the sofa with his eyes closed and rest his mind while digesting his food. After 20 minutes, he would get up, first mop the floor with a mop, and then take a rag to clean it up——wait until After a tape is finished, the whole room is guaranteed to be spotless.

At this time, it was already past nine o'clock.

Next, he will take an hour to do two things: try to compose music for the songs he has already recalled and wrote the lyrics, and sort out some previous ideas, and put some melodies that flashed in his mind record it.

Of course, the melodies he has recorded now are only fragments, but with the accumulation of more and more sparks of inspiration, many works will gradually take shape - in his previous life, many of Li Qian's works were created in this way.

Some geniuses can compose a song within an hour or two as soon as inspiration strikes, but Li Qian knows that he does not have that kind of talent. I have talent, but not that great, so I had to adopt the stupid way.

That is, accumulation.

Of course, in the middle of doing these two things, if a certain piece of memory happened to be touched, and a certain song he had heard in his previous life suddenly remembered, Li Qian would also record it as soon as possible—for him, this is extremely important A piece of capital, naturally not tired of it.

Then, after ten o'clock, he began to practice singing, which also lasted for about an hour.

In this way, until about half past eleven, all his morning tasks can be completed.

During this period, he will drink up the scented tea from the sea.

At 11:30, he got up, took his mobile phone and keys, and rode his bicycle back to his home in Shengshi Garden for lunch.

Then, before one o'clock, he will definitely be back here.

Between one o'clock and two o'clock, he would go back to his bedroom to take a nap—even if he couldn't fall asleep, he would lie down and take a nap to rest his mind.

After two o'clock, he woke up, washed his face, put his guitar on his back and went downstairs.

In the previous period of time, he spent three days riding a bicycle around the urban area of ​​Jinan Prefecture, and he had already marked it densely on a map of the urban area of ​​Jinan Prefecture that he bought.

He is going to find a job.

Bars and song and dance halls that are too high-grade will definitely not lack people, and those who can sing there are often singers or bands with considerable reputation in the local underground music circle, so Li Qian put those places are excluded. Most of the ones he chose were some little-known bars, as well as mid-to-high-end restaurants, especially western restaurants.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was naturally the hottest, but at this time, lunch was over and dinner was still early, but it was a good time for him to apply for the job.

Today he was going to the area of ​​Xichun Road and Mingyuan Road, where mid-to-high-end restaurants gathered. On his map and notebook, he recorded more than 20 places where he could apply for a job.

After two o'clock, he came to the first store. After entering the door, he found the front desk, and then went to the manager on duty to explain his intentions. Well, there is no plan to call someone—so, Li Qian thanked him with a smile, and went out to another house.

The second family also flatly refused. It's just that they said that they never planned to recruit people to sing.

It was the third company. The manager on duty was a woman who looked to be about thirty years old, and she looked like a shrewd and capable person. I don't know what the reason is, anyway, she didn't say yes or no, she just asked Li Qian to sing a song for her first, and she even called several waiters in the restaurant over at that time, even several people in the back kitchen Run out to join in the fun.

As long as people are willing to listen, that's a good thing.

So Li Qian sang to them "Our Love", which he had prepared long ago.

This is Cui Ming's song, the singer is neither big nor small, not popular, but also famous, but Li Qian likes it very much, especially his song "Our Love" - ​​the lyrics are about breaking up, but It's not sad at all, even the words and music are very open-minded, and there is even a little humor. Li Qian feels that if this song is sung in a restaurant, even if it can't stimulate the appetite, it will at least make people feel comfortable listening to it. Some people feel a little sigh when listening to the song, then it is perfect!

The song is very good, although his voice is not a rare good voice, but it is not bad, plus the little singing skills he has practiced in the past month or so, naturally he won a lot of applause.

The manager on the other side was also very satisfied, but she gave Li Qian the answer that she needed to report to the higher authorities for instructions, and then asked Li Qian how much salary he needed.

This Li Qian is very casual, according to him, lunch and dinner are fine, the price is not picky, you can give as much as you like, but he can only sing for one hour.

So, the other party left his phone number and promised to give him a call no matter what the above decision was.

Li Qian thanked him and went out.

This is a very normal thing. In the past two days, Li Qian came here from family to family.

Some people would directly refuse, some would politely decline, and some would even wave their hands away. Of course, there were also a few restaurants willing to hear how he sang. From the beginning to the end, Li Qian's attitude was always peaceful.

He just wanted to find a place where he could sing in public, that's all.

Next, he went to several restaurants and restaurants. Most of them refused directly, but another restaurant asked him to try singing. He sang a folk song with a shallow and melodious tune, but he was impatiently sung halfway through. It was interrupted, but Li Qian was not annoyed, and after thanking him, he turned and went out - he guessed that the manager of the other party might not like this kind of folk songs very much, but it is really impossible to guess that this kind of collision happened. If so, just admit it's bad luck.

Then, when he didn't know it was the ninth and tenth, he got another chance to audition.

The manager of this restaurant is also a woman in her thirties—afterwards, Li Qian was surprised to find that he was more popular in front of the female manager.

Then, in the manager's office, he sang Zhou Mo's "One Year Old, One Dry and Prosperous" to her.

Zhou Mo's songs, of course, are emotional enough and petty bourgeois enough.

"Spring is here, so I sprout,

At that time, I didn't know the prosperity and change of the world,

I just want to work hard to bloom a fragrant and beautiful flower.

You came, so I love,

Under that hedge on that midsummer morning,

I am a fragrant and beautiful flower.

..."

Li Qian still sang very well.

As a singer, his age is still there, his vocal cords have not fully stabilized, the bass is not deep enough, but it is delicate enough to interpret Zhou Mo's song. Although it is not comparable to the original singer, it is still enough to be called Don't have a flavor.

The manager on the other side was obviously very satisfied.

So, historically, the other party agreed to allow Li Qian to audition for three days.

Of course, without salary.

Only when the audition is over and the other party decides to let him sing there, will the salary for these three days be made up.

But Li Qian still agreed.

However, after agreeing to audition for an hour from 7:00 to 8:00 pm every day, when he walked out of this store, he still walked to the next one without hesitation.

He won't stop until he finds at least one place where he can definitely sing.

In fact, even though it is only suitable for door-to-door recommendation from 2:00 pm to 5:00 pm, in the past two days, he visited a full forty or fifty stores. Although most of them were rejected, there were still about six or seven stores. Promised to call back.

But today, he also walked through two streets in one breath, entered more than 20 restaurants and restaurants, and did not turn back until it was past five o'clock.

Maybe tomorrow, he will go to the other two streets not far away to continue looking for opportunities.

And on the way home, he suddenly received a call from Liao Liao.