Damn it, I love singing so much, why did you give me such a voice!!!”This was Chen Zhiming's last consciousness. His eyes slowly closed, and his limbs were lying on the ground weakly.
Chen Zhiming slit his wrist and committed suicide. He was a man who fought for his dreams. He could give up his life for his dreams.
Chen Zhiming loved singing since he was young, whether it was children's music, pop songs, or even tenor songs. However, God seemed to be standing on the side of his enemy. A high fever took away everything from Chen Zhiming. His voice was hoarse for seven years. He always thought that he could rely on singing skills to solve the problems caused by his hoarse voice.
However, seven years of hard work only made him linger on the edge of the C-list singer. The hoarseness of his voice gave Chen Zhiming a huge blow.
Just yesterday, Chen Zhiming came back from the hospital with a diagnosis report in his hand.
Throat Cancer
Even if he was cured, his vocal cords would suffer devastating damage, and he wouldn't be able to sing even if he was slightly focused.
So Chen Zhiming chose to commit suicide. He persisted for seven years, but in exchange for a more cruel reality, he could no longer bear this blow.
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In a daze, Chen Zhiming felt as if he was lying on a soft bed. The weight of his body made him feel very uncomfortable. Chen Zhiming struggled a little, but his limbs were still unable to move.
Did I get sent to the hospital?" Chen Zhiming smiled bitterly. Why did you save me? I want to die.”
His mind gradually cleared up. Suddenly, a powerful spiritual force rushed into Chen Zhiming's mind.
This, this was a memory. Whose memory was this?”Chen Zhiming was so surprised that he couldn't say anything. He felt that his nerves seemed to be a bit big. Could it be that he didn't die but became a psychopath?”
No! I don't want this!"
Suddenly, the strength of his limbs returned. Chen Zhiming propped himself up on the bed with both hands and sat up. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and Chen Zhiming panted heavily.
Feeling a little thirsty, Chen Zhiming got out of bed. It was a completely unfamiliar environment.
Chen Zhiming quickly found the bathroom, turned on the tap, and poured a mouthful of water into his mouth. He immediately felt a cool sensation.
Chen Zhiming grunted and stood up straight. A mirror appeared in front of Chen Zhiming. In the mirror, there was a fair-skinned man with delicate facial features and a handsome face. There was a touch of gentleness in his handsomeness. His eyes were clear and bright, and he looked a little childish. It was a boy about 15 or 16 years old.
What a beautiful man." Chen Zhiming exclaimed when he saw it.
No, who is this person?" The loud voice startled Chen Zhiming. Is this my voice? Then... Then, who is the person on this!"
At this time, Chen Zhiming felt that his mind was even more confused and stunned. His mind seemed to be repeatedly wandering in his mind, but he had not settled down.
She closed her eyes and leaned against the bathroom door in the dark, falling into a deep sleep.
Chen Zhiming had a very long dream. The main character in the dream was also a boy named Chen Zhiming. In the dream, he had a voice that made Chen Zhiming jealous. Because his voice was so loud and clear in the dream, Chen Zhiming gradually realized that it was not a dream. It was a person's memory. Chen Zhiming also learned from this memory that this was the United States in the 1990s. The original him was already dead, but now he was resurrected in the body of a Chinese American.
It was a little ridiculous, a little mythical, but it really happened. A beautiful appearance, a voice with a perfect voice.
Isn't this what I've always wanted?
With a smile on her face, she fell into a deep sleep.
Mingming, Mingming, wake up. Why are you sleeping here?”A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.
Mommy, why are you here…Where am I? My head hurts.”Chen Zhiming opened his sleepy eyes and sized up the woman in front of him. He laughed in his heart. This is my mother now."
Ming Ming. What's wrong with you? Don't scare mommy." Mother Chen hurriedly helped Chen Zhiming up from the ground.
How is it now?" After a long time, Mother Chen helped Chen Zhiming to the bed and asked worriedly.
"Hehe, it's okay, Mommy. I was just sleeping." Chen Zhiming smiled and moved his hands and feet to prove that he was fine.
Mommy was scared. She was not allowed to sleep on the floor in the future. What if she caught a cold and had a fever?”Mother Chen said.
When he heard the fever, Chen Zhiming was shocked and his face showed fear. Isn't this fine?"
Mommy, let me sing a song for you.”Chen Zhiming said.
Mother Chen smiled and touched Chen Zhiming's head. My family can sing too. Come, let Mommy listen.”
Well, listen well,
it was dark
Loneliness is slowly cutting
Someone's heart is starting to hurt again
Love is far away, long time no see
I can't believe I'm still alive.
You hear loneliness singing
Gently, fiercely
The song is so cruel
I can't help but cry
who said that
People must be happy
It seems that happiness is up to people to choose
Will the person I can't find come or not?
Whose will I be? Mine?
You hear loneliness singing
Gently, fiercely
The song is so cruel
I can't help but cry
You hear loneliness singing
Gentle, crazy
The sadness is getting deeper and deeper
How can I make it stop?
……”
As he sang, Chen Zhiming's eyes were moist and his face was covered in tears.
This song was really beautiful. Her dream had come true…”
Recalling the bitterness of the past, Chen Zhiming's lips trembled, and a trembling voice jumped out of his mouth. You listen to loneliness singing
Gently, fiercely
The song is so cruel
I can't help but cry
You hear loneliness singing
Gentle, crazy
The sadness is getting deeper and deeper
How can I make it stop?
You hear loneliness singing
Gently, fiercely
The song is so cruel
I can't help but cry
You hear loneliness singing
Gentle, crazy
The sadness is getting deeper and deeper
Who can help me make it stop?
Heh ~
it was dark
Like it won't be dawn again
Tomorrow or not, it doesn't matter
Just quietly watch the youth, it's hard to rely on, hard to part
The tears are still hot, but the tears are cold…"
Mother Chen's eyes gradually became misty. She looked at Chen Zhiming, who was silent, with a complicated look. The two of them just sat there and started fighting.
After a long time, Mother Chen clapped her hands hard and said encouragingly, Good, my singing is so good, much better than those foreigners!!”
After Chen Zhiming heard this, he began to get excited and said loudly, In the future, I will conquer the whole world with my voice!”
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In the evening, San Francisco shone with golden light under the setting sun. On the edge of San Francisco, the seventh floor of a luxury apartment was lit up. There was no extravagant decoration in the apartment. Unlike most of the neighbors on the floor, there was a strong Chinese color here.
In the kitchen, Mother Chen was busy. She seemed to be in a very good mood. From the fragrant dishes on the table, it could be seen that there were six dishes, one soup and one soup.
At the corner of the dining table, Chen Zhiming sat on a chair and curiously looked at his father who was working on a notebook. This was a handsome man. His face had a dignified look when he was working. Whenever his father talked to his family, the dignity was quickly replaced by kindness.
Chen Zhiming's father was an engineer. Nowadays, most people who settled in the United States were engineers. He was from Hong Kong. Chen Zhiming's mother was a mixed-race child from China and Canada. The two of them met when they were studying in American universities and then got married at lightning speed. It was the combination of Father Chen and Mother Chen's handsomeness and beauty that gave Chen Zhiming such a handsome appearance.
Why are you looking at me? Have you done your homework?”Father Chen said as Chen Zhiming looked at him carefully.
He did it in school. Dad, don't you know who your son is?”Chen Zhiming said. His parents were both outstanding people. Of course, Chen Zhiming wasn't stupid. He had received a scholarship at school.
" Little rascal…" Father Chen scolded with a smile. There was a hint of kindness on his face. This moved Chen Zhiming, who had lived two lives. This family was really good, very good!。
Yinghua, it's time to eat. Take off the computer in front of you and Zhiming, go wash your hands.”Mother Chen walked over and took off her apron as she instructed.
Got it." Father Chen and Chen Zhiming answered.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and peaceful, but in Chen Zhiming's eyes, his father was a complete henpecked husband, which also fully explained that his father was a person who loved his mother very much.
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After the meal, Chen Zhiming returned to his room and lay on the bed, thinking over and over again. There was no doubt that Chen Zhiming wanted to be a star, and a superstar. He knew countless classic songs of the future. Chen Zhiming believed that he would succeed. If he couldn't succeed, Chen Zhiming felt that he didn't need to live anymore. He would just find a piece of tofu and kill himself.
However, Chen Zhiming was now living in 1990, the golden age of pop songs.
However, this was the United States, a sovereign white society. It took the black people a hundred years to slowly accept the American people. In 2009, a black president appeared.
Chen Zhiming was an Asian. It was undoubtedly difficult for an Asian to mix in the entertainment industry in the United States. The road was steep.
Chen Zhiming belonged to the same people as Li Xlong. As long as there was a stage, he could shock the world.
However, Chen Zhiming didn't have Li Xilong's background and money, let alone the stage.
Was there any way to amaze the world?”Chen Zhiming was a little confused and muttered, Send a letter or a tape?" Chen Zhiming immediately shook his head and denied it. Even if the copyright was discovered, it would be a problem. If it was stolen, it would not be a big loss.
After thinking for a long time and looking at the bright moon outside the window, Chen Zhiming decided to sleep. He would talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow.
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