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125. Psychological imbalance

From the end of 2011 to 2012, a cultural phenomenon became popular across the country. The name of this phenomenon is Daolang.

During this time, taxi drivers across the country seemed to be sharing the same playlist.

As soon as I got into the car, the car stereo was either playing "You are my lover, a woman like a rose" or "I am sure I am that wolf in sheep's clothing".

Qinghai Lake is blue, a large truck carrying refined salt, and "Love Song of the West Sea" floats out of the open car window.

The voice of this rough man flew into the flocks of white sheep on the grassy green slopes, distributed on every road in this country from an altitude of more than 4,000 to an altitude of more than 30.

Parents called the education department to complain that their children were singing "vulgar and unhealthy songs" and demanded strict control from the school.

As a result, a school conducted a comprehensive investigation into unhealthy popular music, and eventually found more than 370 Walkmans that "spread bad songs" in a dormitory of 1,000 students, all of which had "Punishment of Impulse" downloaded.

In the evening, those parents went to the disco to sing and rock, and the resident singers sang "If you don't know how many drinks I drank that day, you won't understand how beautiful you are."

At the annual meeting of Baida, a well-known domestic real estate giant, the company's boss Wang Jinlin was wearing a suit, holding a microphone with a serious face, and sang on the stage "Remember you promised me that you wouldn't let me lose you/But you followed that

The migratory birds returning south fly so far..." The audience burst into applause.

Daolang's songs have created a mass killing situation throughout China, and everyone can hum one or two lines of his songs.

Jiang Xinhai had also heard of this name, but she never expected that this new top star who became popular overnight would actually look like this.

It was so uncomfortable to lie in the arms of an 18-year-old boy and cry.

She blinked in surprise and stared at Luo Ling. She could tell that Luo Ling admired Chen Ya from the bottom of his heart and was definitely not deliberately trying to flatter him.

"Don't you write lyrics and music for all your songs?" Jiang Xinhai asked.

She didn't understand how Chen Ya, as a songwriter, could help Daolang.

"It was Chen Ya who provided me with inspiration, and he also taught me how to arrange music," Daolang said. "If it weren't for Chen Ya, I would still be working as a security guard in a dance hall."

"Gold will always shine." Chen Ya said.

Jiang Xinhai glanced at Chen Ya.

Although his face still has the greenness that only an 18-year-old can have, his temperament is stern and stern, making him look like a big shot.

"How did you meet Chen Ya?" Jiang Xinhai asked.

Luo Ling said: "I dropped out of high school when I was a teenager, and then went to work in Mobei and Sichuan. Later, I learned keyboard from a master in a concert hall, and then embarked on the road of music.

"Actually, I just sang randomly at the beginning and didn't understand anything. I finally saved some money and used my own money to buy a record. I only sold 2,000 copies. I made a huge loss, so I went to work in a dance hall again.

"The reason why I chose the dance hall is because when the show was about to end, I could go to the dance floor and sing two songs. Then one time, Chen Ya heard me singing. He said that I was popular and helped me change the songs and write them, and then...

...to what it is now.

"It can be said that my popularity is entirely due to Chen Ya who discovered me."

Jiang Xinhai opened her mouth slightly.

She somewhat understood why Dao Lang, a thirty-year-old man, was so respectful to the eighteen-year-old Chen Ya.

She looked at Chen Ya with slight surprise: "Why didn't you mention it to me?"

Chen Ya said: "I have done so many awesome things, do I have to tell you about every one of them?"

"...You are amazing."

After saying that, Jiang Xinhai turned away and didn't want to talk to Chen Ya anymore.

Mainly, his pride hurt Jiang Xinhai a little.

Originally, when she introduced herself as Chen Ya at the beginning, she thought that she was not that far behind Chen Ya.

But now that Chen Ya has discovered Daolang in his resume, the balance has completely tilted towards his side.

Ever since she was a child, she has never felt such a level of difference among her peers.

So, she was a little unhappy.

She decided that if Chen Ya didn't take the initiative to mention how she promoted Dao Lang to the whole country, she would never take the initiative to ask.

Now that they were officially acquainted, Luo Ling felt no longer uncomfortable. He took out a plastic bag from his bag and said:

"I just came back from Qinghai-Tibet and brought back a lot of yak jerky. It's delicious. I'll give it to you."

Jiang Xinhai took the heavy piece of dried meat he handed over. It felt as hard as a brick, and her hands hurt from the pain.

Luo Ling pointed at the dried meat and said, "This is good stuff. It's high in calcium, protein and low in fat. It can also supplement collagen. Eat it directly and taste the treasure from the plateau."

Out of politeness, Jiang Xinhai put aside the plastic bag, opened her small lips, and took a bite of the yak jerky.

A sharp stinging pain shot straight from the root of the tooth to Tian Ling Gaier, as if he fell down while walking on the road and knocked his tooth against the curb. It was very similar to that feeling.

Jiang Xinhai mechanically removed her lips from the meat, tightly closed her lips, and pretended to squirm twice to cover up the fact that she had not bitten off half of the meat at all.

"God's Coming"

"Is it delicious?"

"Yeah, delicious."

Jiang Xinhai quickly put the plastic bag on to cover the small tooth marks on the beef jerky - there was still a little glistening saliva on it.

“I’ll give all the delicious food to you.”

"Thank you." Jiang Xinhai tried to sound sincere.

As a senior in the music industry, the other party must be polite, even though he may never touch these dried meats again.

Luo Ling waved his hand regretfully: "If I didn't have only 50 yuan left on me now, I would definitely treat you to a big meal."

Chen Ya twirled the drumstick in his hand and said, "Come on, why are we still talking about this? You should prepare well for your concert and new album, and try to slap those people in the face."

Daolang nodded like a primary school student: "Yeah!"

Then it was time to say goodbye. Chen Ya and Jiang Xinhai sent him to the door. He was carrying a dirty travel bag and said:

"There's no need to send it down any further. I have to walk the rest of the way by myself."

Chen Ya said: "Ignore those rumors and just be yourself."

Daolang said: "In fact, I have always regarded you as my master in my heart."

"No, you'd better call me the guide, I feel bad."

"I am leaving."

Daolang walked out a few meters away, then suddenly turned back and said loudly: "You know, I was thinking, how wonderful it would be if you met Jiang Xinhai first, and then met an unlucky guy like me."

Jiang Xinhai asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Daolang didn't answer and walked away.

Chen Ya returned to the house silently.

Although the person has left, the passion left in the room seems to still be there.

Jiang Xinhai grabbed his clothes and shook him twice: "Hey, what did he mean just now?"

Chen Ya opened the window, intending to diffuse the smell in the air.

"He may think that if I meet you first, I will become famous first and become a higher-ranking being, so that those big shots will not dare to bully us."

Jiang Xinhai blinked her bright eyes: "Is the big shot bullying you? Who is it?"

Chen Ya sighed, looked back at Jiang Xinhai, and said helplessly: "The entire Chinese music scene."
Chapter completed!
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