The rhythmic drum beats echoed in the night sky of Jinling City.
Every onlooker seemed to have a fire burning in his heart.
Countless people were brainwashed by this demonic melody.
People had to shout to communicate with each other.
"His aunt!"
"What?"
"Do you know what a landmine is?"
"What are you saying? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
"What is a landmine?"
"The one in the sky is called a sky mine, and the one on the ground is called a landmine."
The song entered the second cycle, and people came in droves.
Lu Renjia was a coal miner in Xishan who finished a day's work. He didn't even have time to wash his face, which was covered with black coal dust. When he passed by the long street, the gorgeous lights and rhythmic music inside attracted him.
He dragged his tired body into the long street. It was this simple step that made a generation of mahjong gods legendary. Of course, this is a later story.
At that moment, Lu Renjia stood behind the crowd, listening to the singing of Huo Chenan and the others.
"Have you ever dug coal in the West Mountain, or seen a ghost in the East Mountain? This life is short and tiring. Drink today, laugh loudly to avoid crying, and spit loudly to avoid being annoyed."
Lu Renjia was suddenly struck by a bolt from the blue. He could not see any hope of success in his daily hard work. His heart had become numb. He originally thought that this would be the way his life would be, working in the mine, earning wages to make a living, or waiting for the day when he could no longer work, or waiting for himself to die in the mine due to an accident. Otherwise, his life would never be separated from that dark mine.
But when he heard the lyrics, he couldn't help asking himself, "Isn't I just digging coal in Xishan? Isn't life bitter, short and tiring? Then why don't I live for the moment? Fuck work, fuck life, I'm tired, I want to rest. I want to live my own life."
Lu Renjia thought, tears couldn't help but slide down his cheeks, the tears that fell to the ground were covered with coal dust and turned into a black pill, and two clearly visible tear marks were left on his face. But there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, a smile of enlightenment in life.
But some people don't understand what these lyrics mean.
"What does it mean? Why don't I understand it?"
"I don't understand it either, but it doesn't matter, it's good to listen to."
"It's good, it's good to listen to."
"Hey!?"
"What's wrong?"
"My body seems to have some problems!"
"What's the problem."
"My body is a little out of control, it wants to move on its own."
"Now that you say that, my body seems to be the same."
"Mine too." The people around him immediately said that they felt the same way.
Then everyone's body began to move involuntarily, some nodded, some shook their heads, some waved their hands, and some jumped up directly.
Then such symptoms swept the whole crowd like a plague. At this time, the long street was crowded from beginning to end. Everyone jumped together with the cheerful rhythm. The spectacular scene made the whole long street shake three times.
...
Su Linglong, who was sleeping soundly on the table after a tiring day, suddenly felt someone touching her head. She subconsciously opened her eyes and found that she had fallen asleep on the table.
When she woke up, she found that the wood chips and dust deposited by the decoration on the second floor were falling down. It was the falling wood chips that fell on her head just now.
She was suddenly startled. It was not an earthquake. She subconsciously rushed out of the door, but when she opened the door, the scene in front of her made her stand there.
I saw that the long street in front of the store was crowded with people. People were shoulder to shoulder, jumping in unison, and the ground was shaking with every step.
"This... is this some kind of hysteria?" Su Linglong stood there in confusion, at a loss.
Just then, a cheerful melody came: "Little people, you are doing well, you love to be happy every day, you are a carefree soul, you are not serious, we are happy."
She looked in the direction of the sound, but could only see a crowd of people. She hurriedly closed the door of the shop, lifted the corner of her skirt and ran to the third floor, because she was too familiar with that voice, it must be that "unemployed" perverted servant.
She stood on the third floor and saw several people surrounded by the crowd at a glance. Although she couldn't see their faces clearly from a distance, she was very familiar with the head of the group, who was dressed in a green robe and a small hat. She unconsciously clenched her hand holding the railing.
After the song, the crowd was still not satisfied. There were whistles and cheers. Many people were still in the excitement of the disco. They felt very satisfied and still wanted more.
"One more song." Someone in the crowd started to make a noise.
Soon, the "one more song" turned from a few people's noise to thousands of people's "request".
Huo Chenan had expected this situation, so he prepared two songs at the beginning.
He walked to a loudspeaker and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet."
"One more song. One more song." The shouts of the crowd were overwhelming, and Huo Chenan's voice was soon drowned out.
Huo Chenan shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had to use his trump card. He was so angry that he shouted: "I am Shudaoshan~Shudaoshan~Shan~"
The shouting was effective immediately. The noisy voices quieted down, and the echo of Huo Chenan's shouting could be heard.
Seeing the crowd quiet down, Huo Chenan said: "Thank you for your kindness. We will sing another song for you later, but let me tell you in advance that this is the last song. If we sing too much, it will delay the business of the boss lady."
Everyone smiled knowingly when they heard his ridicule and agreed in unison.
Huo Chenan went on to say: "A song to escape from worries, for everyone, I hope everyone will never have worries.
Throw away the hoe, throw away the coat,
Throw away the backpack, and then throw away the nagging,
Throw away the iron, throw away the shovel,
Throw away the brain, and then throw away the worries,
No matter how big or small,
There will always be people who disagree with you, I hate more,
I love less, I just want to dance crazier and crazier,
The higher I jump, the more I throw away my worries,
My heart is beating wildly, and in an instant, all my worries, worries, worries are forgotten,
I never want it again, never want it again,
I will wrong myself for a second, my heart is beating wildly,
In an instant, all my worries, worries, worries are forgotten, I throw away my worries,
I throw away my worries, as long as
I jump higher, higher, I am ambitious, but timid, and I need others to teach me how to dance, I hate more, love less, and I just want to dance crazier and crazier,
The higher I jump, the more I throw away my worries."
Huo Chenan directly changed Mayday's "Escape from the Surface of the Earth" into the Dashun version. There is no other way, there is no watch TV in this era.