I started to become more self-disciplined at the age of 30

Chapter 5 5. Just grow old and don’t wake up alone.

Jiang Chen's voice seemed not to be singing, but to be telling the story of an old yellowed photo!
Everyone who listens to the story feels as if he or she is the protagonist. They are very familiar with every detail of the story, as if they had experienced it themselves.

"There are cars coming after the rain."

"Driving through the dusk pale."

"The old iron sheet is heading south, and the lovers are no longer there."

"Listen to the poetry radio station under the smoke."

"An unemotional cough, at least it seems so."

"The journey home is still cute."

“The strings lack attitude.”

"I will never see the child who listened to the song that night again."

"Time flies monologue."

"Grind the hardships into a cassette."

"The withered and curled feelings are crushed into the years."

"Just grow old, and don't wake up lonely..."

at last!

The man who had been listening quietly at the door couldn't help but shed tears. He had been struggling in the Magic City for ten years. He was five years older than Jiang Chen. He was already thirty-five years old and still single.

This sentence, "Let it grow old, and loneliness never wake up", directly shattered all the defenses in his heart.

Isn't this yourself?
The other two women and Han Qing who was sitting at the door also looked very sad. They were all migrant workers from other places and took the train round trip every year. They understood the feeling of being displaced.

"Such a beautiful song, how come you haven't heard it before?"

One of the women murmured softly.

But no one answered her.

Several comments flashed across the live broadcast screen!
Sanshi Meili: "Fuck, is this true? I almost cried after hearing this! Can you really sing?"

Sanshi Meili: "I searched for two lines of lyrics, but couldn't find the song at all! What's the name of your song?"

……

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to the people around him, nor did he look at the live broadcast screen. He was completely immersed in his own world and the mood of the song.

Because he felt that what he was singing was not a song, but himself!

"Just grow old, and don't wake up alone."

"You long to leave, but there is nowhere to stop."

"Just sing, close your eyes..."

Jiang Chen felt his eyes moist and he couldn't help but want to cry. He raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and continued singing while gently playing the guitar melody.

"And the collapse of hot tears."

“It’s just an existence that hasn’t arrived yet.”

Jiang Chen shook his neck gently and groaned: "Hmm... Hmm..."

call……

Han Qing and the others at the door took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions that were churning in their hearts.

The middle-aged man also quickly wiped the tears from his face, bit his lips tightly, and hid his vulnerable side again.

"Youth is drunk again in the nameless embrace."

"To waste time by laughing and playing, to be generous in gathering and parting."

"I can't find the right platform even after searching for a long time."

“If wandering is a necessary signpost for growth.”

"You are lost in the years of awakening."

“That barren future.”

"Like the unrequited love in the season of regret."

"Stained every page of poetry."

"The most painful confession of a kiss."

"And when the wind blows here, there is no need to let it go."

"Just grow old, and don't wake up alone."

"You long to leave."

“It just stops nowhere.”

"Just sing, and close your eyes."

"And the collapse of hot tears."

"It's just an existence that hasn't arrived yet..."

"Uh...uh..."

Jiang Chen was completely immersed in the mood of the song. The scenes in his memory emerged clearly in his mind, playing like an old movie, and he couldn't help but shed a line of tears from the corners of his eyes.

Han Qing, who was sitting at the door, and the three people standing at the door had all wiped their eyes and could not hold back their tears.

The emotions that the man had just suppressed broke through his defenses again, and he started crying for the second time, crying even more wildly. Two lines of tears seemed to have burst a dam and kept flowing and dripping onto the ground.

"Just sweet patience."

"The stars wet the windowsill."

"The light and shadow dance as if speaking of love in sleepiness."

"No more meaningless sighs."

“I thought I understood…”

"Where the dream collapsed is now covered with moss..."

"Uh...uh..."

“Hmm…Hmm…”

Jiang Chen did not sing the lyrics anymore. He just played the guitar soothingly and sang softly. The equally soothing singing voice sounded as if he didn't know how long he had to walk in the long journey of life.

Life is short, life is long!
When people reach the age of thirty, many of them will have to make this choice: is life short or life long?

Or maybe it is a change from life is short to life is long.

"Well……"

Jiang Chen sang softly for more than a minute before he vented most of the emotions accumulated in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he felt that his eyes were a little stuck together, which was due to tears.

The hands that had been playing the guitar for more than ten minutes stopped and let out a long breath.

After wiping his eyes, Jiang Chen remembered that Han Qing was in the room, and smiled embarrassedly: "Excuse me!"

However, when he turned around, he found that there was not only Han Qing, but also three people standing at the door, two men and one woman, all dressed rather seriously. The man was holding a briefcase in his hand, and the other two women were also wearing makeup and different professional attire. It was obvious that the three of them had just returned from get off work and were standing at the door of their rental house without leaving.

The three of them looked at Jiang Chen and nodded embarrassedly.

"You sing really well, Jiang Chen, what's the name of this song? Where can I download it?"

Han Qing asked immediately.

The man at the door wiped his cheek and said in a heavy tone, "Brother, you really sing from the heart. I live next door, my name is Zheng Zehao."

"Handsome neighbor, you sang so well that I couldn't help crying! Hello, my name is Wang Xuenan." "Hello, my name is Zhao Xuan, sorry to bother you!"

The three people at the door also greeted Jiang Chen and introduced themselves.

Jiang Chen also smiled at the few people: "Hello, my name is Jiang Chen, sorry to show off my ugliness."

Wang Xuenan was more lively and said immediately, "I'm not showing off. You sang really well. We all cried. Handsome guy, what's the name of this song? I haven't heard of it before. Where can I download it?"

Han Qing asked the same question just now.

Jiang Chen glanced at the live broadcast screen, and rows of dense comments flashed across it.

Of course, there is still only one audience member.

Sanshi Meili just kept posting a lot of barrages.

"I really can't find it. Where can I download this song?"

"Fuck, I really cried when I heard it. You sang with all your heart."

"I swore that I would never top up my account, so even if I cried after hearing this, I would not give you a reward."

"Dude, brother, you are so bad at playing Torso, why don't you just live stream your singing instead of playing games? Just sing this song, I will come to listen to it every day."

"I couldn't help crying again. This song seemed to be singing about my own experience."

"Brother, stop crying. I'm crying again."

……

The latest comments.

"Brother, do it again!"

"Brother, do it again!"

……

Jiang Chen saw that this thirty-year-old was conquered by his singing, and smiled proudly, saying to everyone: "This song cannot be downloaded for the time being."

Han Qing immediately widened her eyes and asked, "Why?"

Then, she immediately thought of something and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Is this your song?"

Zheng Zehao, Wang Xuenan and Zhao Xuan all had expressions of surprise on their expectant faces.

Songs you wrote yourself?
People who can write songs are still considered great in the eyes of most people, as it is a symbol of talent.

A comment also appeared on the live broadcast page: "Don't tell me it's really your song!"

Several pairs of eyes were looking at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen felt a little embarrassed when being stared at. This song came from a parallel world, so it was okay to say it was his own. He nodded and whispered, "Today is my 30th birthday, and I was laid off again at the company. So I felt a little emotional and wrote this song. This song is called Ideal Thirty!"

After saying this, Jiang Chen didn't dare to look at Han Qing and the others, and smiled guiltily: "Excuse me!"

Wang Xuenan at the door was quickly operating her phone, then looked up and said, "I really can't find the lyrics and name! You really wrote it yourself! That's amazing, I didn't expect my neighbor to be so amazing."

Zheng Zehao gave a thumbs up: "Brother, awesome!"

Zhao Xuan also stared at Jiang Chen with twinkling eyes: "How amazing."

Han Qing immediately asked, "Is this the song you just wrote today? Written for your 30th birthday?"

Jiang Chen nodded, feeling more confident. Facing the gazes of the others, he said affirmatively, "Well, people often say that a man should be established at the age of 30. I had accomplished nothing at the age of 30 and even lost my job, so I was a little sentimental and wrote this song!"

After hearing what happened to Jiang Chen, several people fell silent.

They are all migrant workers from other places who come to Shanghai to work, so they naturally know the cruelty here.

Zheng Zehao had also been laid off a few years ago, so he understood Jiang Chen's feelings better and consoled him, "It's okay, just find another job. Brother, why don't you try our company? We're in the foreign trade business."

Wang Xuenan: "You can come to our store. Jiang Chen, you are quite handsome. If you dress up well, you will have a future in sales."

Zhao Xuan remained silent.

Han Qing didn't say anything about introducing jobs. She had only been working for more than a year and hadn't established herself yet. She just said, "Jiang Chen, you sing so well and often live broadcast. You can just become a full-time singing anchor. If you can become popular, you will make a lot of money and easily make millions a year!"

The live broadcast screen also flashed with comments from 30-year-olds: "This song was really written by you. Are you still the same lousy Tolstoy I knew? You've changed!"

Jiang Chen shook his head at them and said with a carefree smile, "No, I haven't decided what to do yet. The company lost some money, but I still have some savings, so I don't have to worry about food in the short term. I want to take a break and relax, and occasionally do some live broadcasts. I don't dare to think about becoming famous, so maybe I'll go out for a trip."

"I think about traveling every year, but I never get to do it. I must try it this year."

Zheng Zehao and Wang Xuenan were silent after hearing this. They wanted to introduce a job to Jiang Chen on a whim. But if they thought about it carefully, they felt a little regretful. They were just old employees in the company and not even in the leadership. It was good enough for them to take care of themselves. How could they be qualified to take care of others?

Han Qing asked curiously: "Jiang Chen, have you written other songs?"

Several people became curious again.

Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head: "I have written some random things, but none of them are works. The only finished product is this song "Ideal Thirty"."

A few people were a little disappointed after listening to it. They all wanted to listen to Jiang Chen's songs again, maybe there would be surprises, but unfortunately there was only this one song.

They were all migrant workers from other places. They had hardly met or chatted before because they were busy. Now they got to know each other because of Jiang Chen's songs. They all felt like they had met a soulmate in a foreign land and chatted for a long time.

"Please eat dinner on time and eat less greasy food for dinner, which is good for your physical and mental health."

Jiang Chen saw the system prompt message and knew that he had to go to dinner. He immediately handed the guitar to Han Qing: "Han Qing, I return the guitar to you. Thank you! I'm going to have dinner!"

"Do you want to come together?"

Han Qing had been looking at Jiang Chen. When she heard what Jiang Chen said, she immediately replied, "Okay, let's have a meal together. We come from all corners of the world. It's fate that we can get together in the Magic City. Let's have a meal together."

As the oldest, Zheng Zehao said generously, "It's my treat!"

Wang Xuenan: "Okay, I'll go!"

Zhao Xuan nodded: "Let's go together. No need to pay. Let's split the bill!"

The consumer prices in Shanghai are very high, and everyone is a worker. Zhao Xuan didn't want Zheng Zehao to pay for the meal, and the rest of them would owe Zheng Zehao a meal, so she immediately suggested going Dutch!

Han Qing immediately agreed: "Okay, AA! Let's go, I'll go back to my room and pack up."

Wang Xuenan: "I'll change my clothes and take off my makeup."

Zhao Xuan smiled at Jiang Chen, then turned back to her room to change clothes and remove her makeup.

Zheng Zehao breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. If he really wanted to treat everyone, the cost of the meal would be quite high. He whispered to Jiang Chen, "Jiang Chen, wait for us!"

After saying that, Zheng Zehao turned around and went back to his room to clean up.

Jiang Chen was left alone in the room again, and it felt as if his life had suddenly become lively.

He has lived here for several years. When he comes home, he always stays in his rental house playing games. The amount of words he talks to his neighbors combined is not as much as what he said just now.

Jiang Chen would not refuse the idea of ​​having a meal together. Just when he was about to turn off the live broadcast, he saw that there was still someone in the room. He was not yet thirty years old and had not left yet, and was still posting comments.

"Brother, this is really a song you wrote. You played it, sang it, and wrote it yourself. That's awesome!"

"I'm only thirty-one years old. I can only stay at home and wait for death."

"Brother, just sing this song live, you will definitely become popular, trust me!"

……

Jiang Chen looked at Sanshi Meili's comments and said with a smile, "Thank you for your support. I will consider it."

After saying that, Jiang Chen turned off the live broadcast, picked up his phone, walked out of the room, locked the door, protected the only valuable computer in the room, and then went to the door outside to wait for a few people.

"Gain 100 singing experience points."

"Gain 100 guitar experience points."

Two lines of information appeared, and Jiang Chen was a little surprised.

Can you also gain skill experience and increase your skill level?
(End of this chapter)