Entertainment: Top players who started out as trainees

Chapter 455: Oh my god, I have no money!

Bai Mengjie rubbed her hands, feeling a little excited. She caught the little Loli who had just put the coffee on the coffee table, and pulled her into her arms and rubbed her for a while while she screamed, making her little face turn red and she kept whimpering. Then she let her go with satisfaction.

After happily watching the rapidly increasing sales figures for a while, Bai Mengjie felt as if she had forgotten something. She suddenly remembered it when she looked through the comments section.

I was so excited that I even forgot to listen to the song.

For a moment, Bai Mengjie felt a little ashamed.

But to be honest, this is also the norm for fan circles to boost sales nowadays.

The vast majority of fans don’t come for the album itself, but for the idol behind the album.

For them, digital albums are essentially no different from fashion magazines.

This is also the reason why those shitty songs that sound like ghost shit can generate sales of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

What makes Ning Luo different from other popular singers is that he not only has a larger fan base, but also a large number of ordinary fans.

Moreover, the number of the latter is even more terrifying than the former.

These ordinary fans may not buy three, five, or seven tickets as often as the active fans, but the accumulated numbers of their support one by one are also quite impressive.

Especially for regular albums that cost 25 yuan each.

Therefore, the sales of this album have such a terrifying sales curve.

After looking through the names of the twelve songs, Bai Mengjie's eyes finally stopped on the only title song that lit up.

"I remember".

Producer: Ning Luo.

Lyricist: Ning Luo.

Composer: Ning Luo.

Arranger: Ning Luo.

The names that were all there made Teacher Bai feel extremely happy.

When you click on the MV, it’s still the familiar oil-style animation.

Bai Mengjie and the little loli pouted in sync.

"Another cartoon..."

The little Lolita next to her was tidying up her clothes and couldn't help complaining, "Lolo's songs are all good, but the MVs are too perfunctory. They're either cartoons, or film clips, or they're just a dolphin being filmed from beginning to end. Can't Frog Chirp Frog make a proper MV?"

"Maybe it's because the time is too tight and I'm too busy."

Bai Mengjie replied casually, not really caring about it. As long as it didn't interfere with her listening to the song, it was fine.

"Okay, stop talking and listen to some music."

They clicked play and turned up the volume. They stopped talking and quietly enjoyed the long-awaited debut song.

On the screen, in a water-blue oil painting style, a little man outlined by blackboard lines sits at a table, holding something like a scroll in his hand, which is spread out on the table. The story unfolds from here.

At the same time, a fresh and soft electric guitar prelude sounded, and a gentle humming joined in harmoniously.

Bai Mengjie squinted her eyes comfortably, as if she was surrounded by a mist, pure and soothing, which made people relax unconsciously.

The next moment, that extremely familiar yet slightly different voice sounded in her ears.

"I swam to the bottom of the Nile with luggage that was heavier than my body. After passing through several flashes of lightning, I saw a bunch of circles of light, but I wasn't sure if it was here."

Ning Luo's voice is the kind that no matter how many times you hear it, when you hear it again, you will still feel a sense of amazement.

It has to be said that the reason why Ning Luo has so many fans has a lot to do with his unique and superior voice.

Even if it is a Douyin hit song with a strong internet celebrity vibe and a full standard style, when it comes out of his mouth, it will give people a special sense of sophistication.

Of course, this is also closely related to his extraordinary singing ability.

In this song, Ning Luo's voice changed slightly again.

The seductive and gorgeous feeling in the voice is gone, leaving only cleanliness and purity.

The deliberately lowered pitch made his voice more mellow and simple, gently soothing restless hearts.

Just this lyrics.

"I saw several people standing together. They were holding scissors. They took away my luggage and wiped my head. There was no chance to go back." Bai Mengjie understood a little bit when she saw the scene in the MV where a cartoon man being chased by a pair of scissors swam under a shower and washed his body, but she was not sure.

Is this a depiction of a baby being born?
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the harmonica and the soft harmony in the accompaniment, the next verse of the lyrics sounded.

"Until I heard a voice, I was sure it was you, but how could you remember me?"

"I have brought news from another world, but how can I tell you? We are destined to meet with amnesia."

After hearing this, Bai Mengjie had some vague understanding.

This song seems to be telling a folk story about reincarnation of memories and meeting the mother again.

Then, the drums join in.

"I remember this was a forest with a hillside behind it."

"When autumn comes, we fill our pockets with jujubes from the jujube trees on the hillside."

As Ning Luo's pure voice sang, beautiful pictures emerged in her mind one after another, but at the same time, there was also a bit of confusion and doubt.

In just a few lines of lyrics, several different identities and scenes are described.

"Besides being a friend, I have also been your uncle."

"We were lovers," but were separated by the outbreak of war and never received letters from each other again.

We always repeat separation and start again, bidding farewell to each other again and again, saying goodbye in the next life.

And in every next life, we always meet with amnesia.

The identities and even gender of the two people changed in each life.

Although she was a little confused, for some reason, Bai Mengjie felt inexplicably moved.

She felt a sense of fate and a deep longing from it.

"Woooooooo~"

"Come and hug me, come and hug me..."

Pfft!
When Bai Mengjie heard Ning Luo singing the lyrics softly, she felt her heart beat violently, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart and rushed into her eyes.

The four consecutive repetitive hummings, coupled with the accompaniment of the soft whisper of "Come and hug me", continue to intensify this feeling of emotion.

After reincarnation after reincarnation, long-term searching and waiting, what one finally seeks and desires seems to be just a simple hug like this.

My mother didn't look much older, but her image had changed a lot from the photo. Suddenly, her image appeared in Bai Mengjie's mind.

How long has it been since she hugged the other person?
As the sound of the harmonica sounded again in the interlude, the beautiful memories of her childhood kept flashing through Bai Mengjie's mind.

Obviously, they were all happy memories, but for some reason, they kept gently stirring her tear glands.

"Don't cry, my dearest, my best playmate. Time and space are a circle. Whether we go straight or turn, we will meet each other in the end."

"At a certain corner of the city, at sunset, behind a window screen among the lights of thousands of houses, people have lost their memory of being together."

When the song came to the end, with the simple and moving melody, Ning Luo sang these two lines of lyrics with a clean and soft voice. The emotions that had been brewing in Bai Mengjie's heart for a long time did not burst out, but as her eyes gradually turned red, she quietly let go and slowly sank back into her heart.

It didn't disappear, but became more mellow.

Life is a cycle. People always forget how to get together. All regrets will eventually return in another form.

Fortunately, her regrets are few and far between.

With the repeated murmur of "Come and hug me", the song comes to an end, but the aftertaste still lingers.

After a short silence, Bai Mengjie took out her cell phone and sent a message to her mother.

【Love you, mom~(°‵′)】

Not long after, she received a reply.

[Oh my god, I have no money! ]

Looking at the information on the phone screen, Bai Mengjie's mouth twitched slightly and her face was full of black lines.

On the other side, in a noisy film set in Hengdian, Tan Songyun was wearing headphones, sitting on a bench at the edge of the set, her cheek buried between her knees, crying.

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