Wildfire Mambo

Chapter 56 Ending 1999 Mambo

"Do you like the current HIPHOP?"

Such a question made Jian Zhuo's ears feel like cocoons, and it was all because Qi Yike didn't screen those interviews at all. It's true that OSOM has reopened so that all comers are welcome.In the end, Jian Zhuo was really annoyed by the question, he rushed to sing the hook for Yu Yan, so he didn't think about whether he should check the situation before adjusting his statement, so he answered boldly to the people called from the media Yes, and this self-media wrote it directly into the article without embellishment:

"On the day I went to meet this rapper from Chengdu in 99, it was raining lightly in Chengdu. We found the studio of Jian Zhuo's label OSOM in the bustling South Gate of Chengdu. There are more boys than girls, and they work freely. The environment seems to be a carnival every day. When we arrived, Jian Zhuo, who was singing in KTV, was being dragged by his brother to play a game of mahjong.

Jian Zhuo told us that he actually does not approve of the current rap environment.He hates the similarity of the assembly line version, hates the lack of content, hates the hypocrisy, hates to hear how much they fucked again, hates to say that the money I earn today is enough to buy a villa next to the Forbidden City.

'Hate', 'I fuck* your mother', we often hear it in Jian Zhuo's mouth.The rebellion against social injustice and the unruly attitude towards law and order seem to be condensed in the mantra of young people in this new era of freedom. "

When Qi Yike sat on the coffee table in the studio and recited this self-media article to everyone in OSOM with a microphone, Mira even collapsed on the sofa and laughed until he lost his voice.

"F*ck* mother, who always talks about me** your mother every day!" Jian Zhuo was so angry that his veins throbbed, and he clicked a report on that self-media account, "Speaking of what I said? Quality!"

"Fuck! Brother Ren, you still shoot! You still shoot!" Jian Zhuo found that Guo Ren was facing his camera, and quickly reached out to cover it, "No, Qi Yike didn't tell you to shoot when it was time to shoot, usually Should it be financed?"

Guo Ren still held up the gopro, "Qi Yike also said that the documentary should be made into a real documentary, not a staged one."

"You will take some photos during the next week's tour." Mira sat on the sofa with her legs up and smoked. Since she got out of the depressing environment of SW, her brows seem to be less frowned. According to her original words, it is probably "Follow" After Jian Zhuo returned to OSOM, except for Qi Yike who always makes people angry, Chengdu is still very friendly to her."

"Freedom" has become what OSOM is really pursuing today.

As Qi Yike said in the interview, "We just want to do what we like with a group of like-minded brothers. In fact, everyone knows that when we set up such an independent label, we usually just run around and perform and release commercial songs. It is not enough to make a lot of money, but it must be enough to live on. You will not compromise, you will not be submissive, you can do whatever you want, this is our current living condition, and everyone in OSOM is very satisfied In this state, I think this is enough.”

It was only at this time that Jian Zhuo really felt the true definition of "satisfaction", cut off all the lines of disputes, and tomorrow is stable but worth looking forward to.There are many ways to realize dreams, and the most dazzling and difficult way is actually not suitable for Chengdu people like him who are greedy for happiness.He just wants to make himself and the people around him better while insisting on doing what he likes, and these, in fact, he has been able to touch the edge now.

It took several months, and last week, the judgment on the contract between him and SW finally came down. The liquidated damages are actually within the tolerable range, and the losses of the third party must be paid.In the past, because SW wanted to make up for the profits and losses of other departments, all the members of its independent hip-hop label were paid for a large number of platter performances during the summer vacation. They were privately agreed and settled at the end of the year. In fact, there is no need for Jian Zhuo to take extra burdens.People around him told him that he was lucky, SW didn't seem to have the energy to drag people, otherwise Jian Zhuo might not be able to leave.It’s just that the previous record contract is still valid and reserved to SW’s agency. The copyright of all songs recorded by Jian Zhuo in soundW**E belongs to the company, which means that Jian Zhuo will no longer be able to sing his old songs on stage .

Regarding this matter, Jian Zhuo actually sees it very openly by accident, rap is the diary of his life, if just tearing out a few pages from this diary, it does not mean that his teenage years will disappear from now on.

Many people asked him whether he regretted giving up those easy-to-get glory, but Jian Zhuo only felt that this question was meaningless, and there was no other choice in the parallel world.He knew that in this new world of the millennium, the resistance he did on behalf of himself must be powerless, disorganized, and fruitless, but he had to do it.

As long as he is still Jian Zhuo, he will definitely do it.

He would rather stagger barefoot on this uneven path than get into one of the busy cars, suck the chaotic exhaust into his body and hear the driver say that the paradise is ahead.

As the end of the year approached, OSOM held its first national tour after reconstruction.

In fact, their fan base has always been there, and Jian Zhuo briefly flashed in everyone's field of vision, and the variety show star Yu Yan mentioned OSOM on TV from time to time, making passers-by think that Yu Yan is OSOM The members of the label, Qi Yike was so angry that he spat, and insisted that Yujiu was attracting unnecessary attention to them. In fact, Jian Zhuo knew that Qi Yike had always had a "mountain" about Yujiu. The concept of "two tigers cannot be accommodated".

There was a brief disagreement within OSOM when it came time to decide on the venue.The reason is that Qi Yike said that returning to Chengdu for the first time to perform is of great significance, and he wants to make the momentum bigger and turn the LIVE performance into a concert.

Guo Ren, who had a sober mind, immediately refuted. He said that the venue fee would definitely not be a small amount, and whether this performance would be able to balance the profit and loss.

Jian Zhuo, who hadn't uttered a word for a long time, suddenly laughed, raised his eyebrows and said, who the hell cares about the loss or not, after all, there is only one place in Chengdu, don't be so utilitarian, you have to save face if you live a life.

It didn't take too long at all, and Qi Yike happily called the contact number. After all, if he loses a little money, he can become a pioneer-like figure to play cool, and who would not want it.

And to be honest, for Jian Zhuo himself, he actually hopes to get a more "serious" stage to prove something.

Mira came upstairs with the takeaway, leaned against the door and said to Jian Zhuo: "You son of a bitch, you can leave work early."

Hearing these words, Jian Zhuo's whole body trembled, probably if he had fluffy ears, he would have pricked up long ago. Mira is no longer surprised, she just put out the delivery and said: "Why is your partner coming to pick it up in such cold rain? Do you have no legs or Alipay has no money?"

Seeing Qi Yike sticking it like a dog's skin plaster and saying "I'll take you back tonight", Jian Zhuo reached out to stroke the goose bumps on his body, made a grimace, and ran out of the studio without looking back.

Sitting in the back seat of Zhou Shuchen, Jian Zhuo shook like a small animal, and rubbed his wet face against the cloth on Zhou Shuchen's arm, and finally put his head on his hand, The heater in the car was blowing, raising Jian Zhuo's fluffy bangs.

"Do you still want to go?" Zhou Shuchen asked with a smile, "Look at your phone, I think Jian Mo may have posted a few eccentric Moments."

Jian Zhuo didn't believe in evil, opened it and realized that the friendship of classmates for many years is not fake. At this moment, Jian Mo sent a message, "Some people can't see people even if they make an appointment at 07:30? The news broadcast will be extended, so it means you can also More than 07:30? (Ms. Jian never procrastinates)"

"Let's go, I think if I arrive at eight o'clock, she might assign a punctual composition to the students tomorrow." Jian Zhuo said helplessly, only to find that the paper he put on the back seat of Zhou Shuchen's car was given to his mother a few days ago. He Jian Mo's gift was gone, he scratched his hair anxiously: "Brother, did you see the pile of things in the back seat?"

"I gave it to Jian Mo the day before yesterday." Zhou Shuchen seemed to be remembering, "She had dinner next to the hospital."

"Oh..." Jian Zhuo nodded subconsciously, and after careful consideration, he realized that something seemed wrong, "The things you gave me...how did you tell her!"

Zhou Shuchen glanced at him innocently from the rearview mirror, "She knows everything, I told her all about it before."

Jian Zhuo stood in the back row, feeling that the world was too magical: "Tell her about her rumored ex-boyfriend becoming her younger brother's current boyfriend!"

Zhou Shuchen smiled so much that his eyes curled up. In fact, the process was not completely smooth. It took Zhou Shuchen a lot of effort to let Jian Mo understand that they were not joking. After all, at first Jian Mo thought it was just another form of her brother's rebellion. It's also very strange why someone like Zhou Shuchen would cooperate with her brother to mess around.

During the whole meal with Jian Mo, Jian Zhuo was the only one who felt uncomfortable, because he always felt that such a combination was too weird, but he was the only one who was active in his heart, and he heard Zhou Shuchen still telling Jian Mo how he usually was. He cheated on himself in order not to eat carrots.

The two parents also sorted out Jian Zhuo's seasonal anorexia content list at the dinner table, as if they were exchanging parenting experience.

Then Jian Zhuo gave Jian Mo the ticket for the performance at the end of the year, and Jian Mo checked the location on the ticket three times before realizing that his brother's current situation seemed to be much better than she thought.

Jian Zhuo stood up uncomfortably and wanted to drive Jian Mo back. Because of anxiety and occupational diseases, Jian Zhuo spoke quickly, but Jian Mo, who was half pushed and half got up, said, "Are you borrowing a usury loan and rushing to pay it back?"

Originally, Zhou Shuchen was going to drive Jian Mo back to her own home, but Jian Mo said no. After asking, she found out that Jian Mo would go home every weekend to accompany Bai Yue. After all, her mother lived alone in a room. It's a little deserted.

Jian Zhuo's heart felt as if it was held by someone, and it swelled instantly.

When holding an umbrella to send Jian Mo to the community where he has lived for 18 years, standing at the door, Jian Mo hesitated for a while before asking him if he wanted to go up together.

Before Jian Zhuo had time to react, he saw the familiar figure coming in from the side door of the community—it was his mother Bai Yue, who came home alone with a shopping bag from the mall, without an umbrella. Has dark stains.

As if being stabbed in some sore spot, Jian Zhuo's eyes turned red, and he stood there looking away for a long time, as if he was struggling with something complicated, but in the end he just handed his umbrella to Jane who already had an umbrella Mo, without saying a word, turned and returned to Zhou Shuchen's compartment.

And Zhou Shuchen saw that Jian Zhuo was still twisting the performance ticket that could not be given out in his hand, his knuckles were reddened by the cold wind, the face of the ticket was slightly wet by the rain, and the characters blurred, like dark clouds of contradictions.

Zhou Shuchen once listened to Pu Shu's album "I'm going to 1999" released in 2000 when he was studying. He sang "I'm leaving, I'm going to 2000" and "Let it be simple". The young people in the 90s at that time were full of infinite expectations for the millennium, as if this was a high hurdle, as long as they passed here, they would usher in a new world, an era full of hope, freedom, and beauty .

Just like the release of "Blade Runner" in 1968, the future of the free revolution in transparent clothes was set in 2019, but in fact the pointer really turned to 2019, only to find that there is no new world, no era of freedom, people Even more than in any era they have experienced, they are more busy with their livelihoods and more busy with their lives.

Overwhelmed but at the same time doing nothing, completely lost in the flood of information, and finally left to the residents of this era is endless nothingness, this is the life of most ordinary people like him, trivial, boring, and cowardly.

But he saw 17-year-old Jian Zhuo, standing on a small stage, the people below were not interested in watching the performance, it was noisy, but Jian Zhuo ignored all negative responses, just stood on the stage holding the microphone in both hands vigorously Sing, he sings "I'mapieceoffuckin'whitetrash, Isayitroundly!"

Zhou Shuchen always remembered that blue figure, like the pair of small blue lightning bolts on the soles of his feet, which smashed down in a daze, as if to prove to him that this boring era that moves with the tide also has its own life. Such twinkling dreams of golden hearts.

So he often wonders if it is because Jian Zhuo was born in [-] that he always left his heart on the other side of the boundary, never reaching this emptiness of the millennium.

When he was a graduate student, he read a lot of books in order to write a thesis for psychology elective courses, and he can still remember the sentence in Hesse's "Demian", which touched him deeply, saying that "everyone's life The job is to discover your own destiny."

But the fact is that the vast majority of people in this world are not lucky enough to discover their own destiny. After all, there are too many potholes on the road, too complicated transit, and there are always forks that make people get lost.

But Jian Zhuo is probably that 13 billion parts, but from the boring search of "8miles" that day, he has completely stepped onto the golden bridge, and the future is shining.Even if there are many obstacles in the road ahead, Zhou Shuchen will not worry about it.

Just like at this moment, he is standing here, standing in this huge performance venue, what is about to come is that Jian Zhuo will realize his dream on stage.

The rehearsals over and over made the process absolutely error-free, and the performance was smoother than any previous one.

At the beginning of the show, Jian Zhuo was still a little nervous, his throat was tight, and he complained to the audience that Qi Yike was too excited yesterday and dragged him to drink all night.But as the sound wave got higher and higher, as the stage got hotter and hotter, Jian Zhuo gradually forgot that he was performing in such a place, and only remembered that he came here to tell stories one by one through music Tell everyone.

At the last moment, Qi Yike left the stage to him.The sound waves in the ring-shaped venue gradually died down, and the stage carrying him gradually rose. Jian Zhuo stood quietly on the stage under tired breathing, then he raised his eyes slightly to look around the entire venue, and gradually realized that this In such a huge venue, everyone came for them.His throat is a little rough, this is his hometown, the place where his dream was conceived, and the people here have given him recognition, which is more proud than anything else.

Jian Zhuo lowered his voice very low, he just called "Chengdu" twice, trying to get everyone's response as if he couldn't get enough of it.He raised his head slightly, then spoke again after a long while: "I've done a lot of interviews, and I'm always asked what Hiphop is. Music diary, means of making money, in fact, I think you can define it whatever you want. After thinking about it for a long time, I think For me, it’s probably like, just jumping in and playing forever, never growing up, always being innocent, and always being happy. I used to be exhausted from rhyming, so now I just want to stand here and tell you about myself.”

He took two steps forward, "The last song is Liao Yuan. For the first and last time, I will tell you about Jian Zhuo."

(2FLAMINGONDATRACK

Thisisyourboi2flamin'2surpass.CuzI'mblueflame)

Backin1999 was born in the alleys of CDC

The sky is overcast and hazy struggling in endless self-competition

Please shut up the rats in the six-square-meter rental house in the middle of the night

My stomach won't give up on atropine with ice soda

Begin to understand that time is more precious than rolie

Tiredness always leaves early until five o'clock before falling asleep

In my dream, I drove an EVA and stepped on the iron tower, blood and sweat are swaying

After waking up, the landlord called and asked for an answer to go home and make old waste

Dreams have been fermented in the gentle township for [-] years and have not yet been saturated

Lost in the metropolis is like a backpacker holding a map

Ask Whoru in the mirror? Whyulyin'?

StayalertStayblessed

One hundred steelmaking requires thousands of beatings

Covered mouth by Chinese rap

You might as well go home with your head down

Don't care who's sniping in the back

Give the fuckers an Academy Award

Don't jingle like a half-can of water

(hook)

Steezonflame

Steezon fame

Walking through the dangerous desert of glaciers

You will know that wildfire can start a prairie fire

Without warning, when the song entered the interlude, the big screen suddenly switched, and Jian Zhuo's mother Bai Yue and sister Jian Mo reappeared on the screen.

Standing on the stage, Jian Zhuo was uncontrollably stunned for a long time, the interlude melody hit the whole hall softly, but he just stared at the family members on the side screen, breathing violently and rapidly.

He had been away from home for so long that he almost couldn't remember the taste of Bai Yue's dishes.Never thought that she would reprint her face in this way, Jian Zhuo discovered that Bai Yue's fine lines seemed to be much more than in memory.

The past quarrels and painful tears flickered in Jian Zhuo's mind like a revolving lantern, as if all the memories left by him and his family at the fork in the road were sharp and broken.No one understood his dream, so he could only choose a more decisive way to prove his will, but this also really hurt his family.

But at this moment, he saw that Bai Yue's eyes were red, as if she was genuinely moved by him, and she smiled softly.When I saw myself on the screen, I blocked my face helplessly, probably because I didn't want others to see my tears.

The last line of defense in his heart suddenly collapsed. Jian Zhuo couldn't control his breathing. He slowly closed his eyes, held the blue microphone in his hand, and gently knelt down at the highest point of the stage, facing Bai Yue's voice. The position kowtowed.

This seemingly overly solemn ceremony mixed too many complex emotions in Jian Zhuo's heart, thanking for the upbringing, leaving with guilt, obtaining forgiveness and blessings, it is not easy to grasp these step by step, but fortunately, the person who became his confidence become more up.

There was a lot of voices in the venue, but at this moment, he only heard his own heartbeat like a drum.

Jian Zhuo stood up again, his head trembling for a while, he lowered the brim of his hat, holding back his contradictory tears, and didn't look at the expressions on the screen, he clenched the microphone with both hands and stepped on the rhythm to sing the second verse:

After leaving home, I feel that the outside world is beautiful

Although I can't tell the truth from others' words

Only then did I realize that carving jade into a tool needs bumping into walls everywhere

But if you are caught off guard, you will only go on a rampage

I know that you are just afraid that I will suffer

But I just want to dance in a life with dreams

A person experienced ups and downs and watched many sunrises

Looking back, I found that HOME is the warmest letter in the world

Now I stand here and tell you my dream again

sorry mom

I can't bear to face every time you paint a mediocre future

So three years ago I selfishly ran away from your tears

Now I have the shoulders to take responsibility for you

Rely on me like I used to rely on you

you who taught me to be a man

You who injected me with a dream of being a hero

Actually I always remember

It turns out that the stars in the sky also have a star that protects me.”

He took off his hat, sat lightly on the edge of the elevator, cleared his throat when the interlude entered the brisk verse, trying to wash away the sadness, and deliberately showed a rather mischievous smile, as if Looking for someone, he looked around the venue again and again, his voice low, like a whisper between lovers:

"Also, MyErosMyCharlie

UKNOWIMUR PRIVATEJET

ANDI WAS BORN TO LOVEU”

Jumping off the lifting platform, Jian Zhuo ran to the middle of the stage and sang the last verse of the song:

Steezonflame

Steezon fame

Walking through the dangerous desert of glaciers

You will know that wildfire can start a prairie fire

I am the 20-year-old young man whose future is uncertain in your mouth

Never a joke about rap and it's not fresh

OSOMmyhomie jumps from underground to colonized planet

Pressing glory into my heart is just a sail against the current

Storms and thorns are criss-crossing, no dream is really difficult

It's better to follow your heart and play with your heart

Igottake epitonehunnid, keepdreamin'

Seeing me, I realized that the line of sight has turned into looking up

but you need to understand

2 FLAMING is just gettin' started

keep rising keep rising

2 FLAMING is just gettin' started"

In an instant, thousands of golden flowers fluttered down from the sky, flickering profusely in the shimmering white mist.Jian Zhuo held up the sapphire blue microphone, raised his head slightly to look at the golden flowers dancing in front of him, the light stars were folded into his tough and free-spirited eyes, and behind him was a dazzling white light beam. He stood in the middle of the stage, just Like attending a coronation ceremony.

This is a coronation ceremony for dreamers.

When the music was completely annihilated by the shouts, Jian Zhuo was surrounded by applause one after another. He bowed to the audience from every angle, and then turned away under the eyes of thousands of people.

Jian Zhuo raised his eyes and walked forward like this, as if he would never look back.

"Jane Zhuo?"

"Jane Zhuo."

In Shen Meng, Jian Zhuo vaguely heard someone calling his name, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the world was floating, slightly doubled.He was a little lost in the concept of time, as if he was still singing in his dream.

"...Brother?" When he saw Zhou Shuchen's face, he whispered, but found that his voice was completely hoarse, and he only made some tearing sounds.

"It's almost night again." Zhou Shuchen hugged him, "Get up and have a meal first."

"Ah?" Jian Zhuo stared at Zhou Shuchen in confusion, his memory was cut off at the second after he got off the stage, and he seemed to hear Qi Yike telling him that he would celebrate his success later, and what happened after that Things went dark as if the power had been pulled.

Zhou Shuchen scratched his smooth forehead hair, "You told your staff that you were just too tired and wanted to sleep for a while, but when I came to pick you up from the backstage, I saw that you were sleeping deeply, so I brought you back .”

Jian Zhuo slowly sat up from the bed, his limbs were so sore, so he put his hands back on Zhou Shuchen's shoulders as if venting his strength, "Brother...I want to drink water."

Like a koala, Zhou Shuchen couldn't get away, so he had to hug him to fetch water, and Jian Zhuo laughed in his ear like a fool.Although the laughter is all cracked.

The water dispenser made a strange noise, Jian Zhuo turned his head and cast his eyes to the other side, only then did he see a lot of things in the glass locker by the door, such as the screenshots of the Summer Revolution MV in the photo frame, some Some strange gadgets from various places, as well as Zhou Shuchen's pilot uniform are also hung inside.

"Brother, what is that?" Jian Zhuo pointed to the golden box on the top shelf, his curiosity flooded out again.

Zhou Shuchen looked up at his fingers, thought for a long time, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be a souvenir brought back by grandpa from Cuba. I was born that year, and he seems to have engraved my name on the box."

Jian Zhuo said directly that he wanted to see it, so Zhou Shuchen took out the box from the top of the cabinet and handed it to Jian Zhuo.

"Really." Jian Zhuo saw Zhou Shuchen's name engraved on the rare blank space in the middle of the repeated patterns on the back, and he stretched out his fingers to rub it lightly, feeling the traces of time passing.

Blowing away the thin layer of dust on the surface with puffed mouth, Jian Zhuo looked around for a long time, but couldn't find out what was inside.Could it be a key to another world?Such absurd thoughts flashed through Jian Zhuo's mind, full of overloaded curiosity, Jian Zhuo opened this exquisite square box in Zhou Shuchen's eyes, and music leaked out all at once.

That's Mambo No. [-].

Mambo is a dance, and it is also a hypnotic frenzy.There are too many imaginations about what is behind the frenzy. Drugs, tobacco and alcohol, spices, rainy seasons, dreams, and love are all the endless things in the world that make people desperate.

Jian Zhuo is holding the golden music box that was born with Zhou Shuchen, and stepping on the beat of Mambo No. [-], the two small figures are slowly rising from the middle, and the flower stand decorated with red and blue is stretched out and raised again. Surrounding them, the silver notes supported the soles of their feet, embraced in the colorful light spots, and then made a dancing posture.

—they do a mambo.