Chapter 001: The Broken String, In Spring
Watching a few thugs pick up some large denomination banknotes from the ground and leave, and then glancing at the guitar still held in hand, Yun Tu敏感地发现了这一幕场景与上辈子的细微不同
As they walked out of the hospital side by side, Feng Ling changed the subject, noticing that Qing Yi's face was slightly flushed
The name Qingyi was only known to her a few days ago when she heard her female colleague, who is quite a tomboy, call her that while she was here listening to him sing
True Kung Fu, Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles, or Wooden Bucket Rice
In the alley, those who sing well are called street performers, while those who do not sing well are referred to as beggars. This distinction is very clear in the cloud map. Under normal circumstances, it is quite rare to encounter a tip of more than 10 yuan, so the girl named Qingyi, who tips 20 yuan every time she passes by, has left a deep impression in the heart of the cloud map.
Since that person appeared in this alley to sing five days ago, she has felt an indescribable sensation in her heart
The majority of those listening to music around are wage earners who have just finished work at noon. As soon as they sense something is amiss, they immediately scatter and leave. Occasionally, a few bolder listeners can only stand at a distance at both ends of the tunnel, looking back.
And then?
"Every time you give a tip, I wonder if you are overwhelmed by sympathy or if you are attracted to that person's face. However, after all, he is a cripple; having a handsome face alone cannot put food on the table!" Seeing Qingyi rummaging through his wallet, Fengling was completely unable to understand.
You are ruthless, just wait!
Lost in her own world, she played and sang without acknowledging the audience who offered tips. Yuntu's eyes were vacant and bewildered, as if she had completely immersed herself in the musical realm she had created, utterly forgetting herself.
He was certain that he had been reborn, but it was only because the last time the thugs made their move, he had fought back desperately. As a result, they had first knocked him down and then smashed his guitar before taking his money. This time, unexpectedly, he offered no resistance at all, and naturally, the specific actions of the assailants were somewhat different from last time.
Last year, she also signed up for the "Happy Tide Singing Competition" held by Mengguotai, but ultimately, due to her resistance to some unknown unspoken rules, she was eliminated by the production team in the second round of the preliminary selection
A pack of tissues was stuffed into his hand, and Yuntu was taken aback, while the beautiful woman with the blue wings had already covered her face and run far away
Then ... ...
Seeing that the original wooden-like Yuntu dared to resist, the red-haired and mixed-haired individuals who followed closely behind simultaneously struck down at Yuntu with their dual clubs
After uttering a harsh remark, Wolf Head Brother and his few subordinates fled in disarray.
Unfortunately, he is a cripple
... ...
With just two moves, three opponents were defeated, each with a single strike that rendered them instantly powerless. As the leader, Wolf Head, charged within ten steps of Yuntu, he suddenly halted. From Yuntu's eyes, which shone like meteors, he sensed a chilling aura that sent shivers down his spine
Why is there not a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood before me? Did not the blood minister from hell slice me in half with a single blow?
... ...
The last day before the apocalypse, didn't the other party smash my guitar?
The cold light in the clouded vision converges, once again falling into memories
Where is this
Coming back to reality from his memories, blood from his forehead flowed into the corner of his eye. He withdrew his gaze and raised his arm, indifferently wiping the wound with the sleeve of his denim jacket. The rough denim harshly brushed against the injury on his forehead; to say it didn't hurt would be a lie. However, this level of pain had long since become something he was immune to, having endured countless slaughters.
The emotion of this song is quite unique, and the distinctiveness of the vocal tone is also very high
As the chorus began, his body suddenly trembled, his left hand pressed the wrong chord on the guitar, and with too much force, his right thumb plucked the thinnest high E string, which snapped with a "ping," abruptly halting the singing
Although Qingyi knew that her best friend Fengling was just joking, her expression still changed slightly
Upon hearing the command from the Golden Retriever, the three scruffy little brothers once again approached Yuntu while carrying steel pipes
The "Golden Retriever" with a wolf head tattooed on its arm emerged from the tunnel, accompanied by several lackeys with varying hair colors such as "Yellow Hair", "Red Hair", and "Mixed Hair", charging towards Yuntu like ferocious demons
Yuntu had no idea that this girl named Qingyi was his junior at the same school, as he was a year above her during their time at school. At that time, he had a beautiful girlfriend, so he did not pay particular attention to the girls a year below him. Even if he occasionally encountered them on campus, he did not remember.
Although he now limps on one leg and his physical condition is utterly poor, after experiencing countless killings in a world filled with corpses and blood during the apocalypse, he has been reborn with a will as solid as a rock. His combat skills are on a completely different level compared to these street thugs.
The Yaxin Hospital is right across the street, and there are doctors on duty at noon. Hurry over to get it bandaged up!
... ...
In his previous life, after being injured by this group of ruffians, two beautiful nurses would pass by here
Unfortunately, Yun Tu ultimately failed to win the championship and become a star. In the final stage leading up to the grand finals, the police discovered drugs at his residence. After spending six months in prison, he emerged with his left leg severely injured, causing him to walk with a limp, ultimately leading to his downfall on the streets
Yaxin Hospital is a small private hospital. About two hundred meters east from the hospital entrance, there is a cross street tunnel. Crossing the tunnel leads directly to the Hongda Commercial District, where several restaurants favored by girls, such as "Zhen Gongfu," "Guoqiao Rice Noodles," and "KFC," are located. The hospital does not provide meals or accommodation, so every day at noon, the two of them go across the street to eat fast food
Why am I here
At the moment of his hesitation, the golden-haired man at the entrance of the tunnel suddenly turned his head and commanded his group of scruffy little brothers: "Go smash that guitar!"
The Qingyi murmured to herself, not responding to the wind chimes, but rather speaking to herself
Why did she cry for him? This question he could not understand in his previous life, and even after being reborn, he still does not understand
... ...
Have I been reborn, returning to the time before the apocalypse
The heart of the cloud map, as solid as a rock, trembled slightly
Push the guitar on the right to hang it behind your back, then with both hands raised diagonally, deflect the downward force of the opponent's two steel pipes at an angle. Step forward, and with both hands extend and retract like lightning, simultaneously transforming your palms into crane-top punches, striking the opponent under the chin and at the throat.
What does that gaze mean, Yun Tu does not understand
I guess that beggar is definitely waiting for you there again today
The sudden and unexpected cloud of fate left me stunned, standing there in a daze, with a vacant expression in my eyes that reflected a feeling that no one would ever understand
This is correct
With a loud "bang," a steel pipe struck the forehead of the still-dazed Yuntu!
She is not a graduate of a medical school; rather, she graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music as a talented artist. Although she did not engage in work related to her field after graduation, her foundational skills remain intact
The skin cracked, and crimson blood gushed out, flowing down along the cheek. However, at this moment, Yuntu still had not awakened from the profound confusion, standing there foolishly like a wooden figure, unaware of how to retaliate. Not even a single action to shield his head was taken, as he allowed several steel pipes to rain down upon him relentlessly.
By the way, that beautiful woman with big eyes seems to be named Qingyi. Every time she passes by here, he gives her a tip of twenty yuan. As for the other round-faced, slightly plump woman, he can't quite remember her name, only that she always speaks very loudly, embodying the typical personality of a strong woman. The two of them always appear together, both dressed in nurse uniforms, suggesting they are colleagues.
You decide, I am fine with anything
At noon, when she finished work, Fengling took off her nurse's cap and slung her newly purchased red bag over her shoulder, casting a meaningful glance at her best friend Qingyi, who was also tidying up and preparing to leave work.
It is still not right
In the narrow horizontal alley, Yuntu strummed a broken wooden guitar, singing a rendition of Wang Feng's "In Spring" with his slightly hoarse voice, which conveyed a sense of melancholy and sadness, starkly contrasting with the positive and motivational spirit expressed by Xu Ri Yang Gang's performances
The other round-faced, slightly plump nurse walked past him and shot him a fierce glare with a look he could not comprehend
Though this song differs from the original and is also distinct from the rendition by Xu Ri Yang Gang, it has reached another level!
Suddenly, coins clinked and scattered, while banknotes flew through the air
The people around were listening to music while discussing among themselves, and it was evident that the disheveled figure with unkempt hair and a scruffy beard was not recognized by anyone as the favorite to win last year's fashion trend song competition
Is this the underpass of the cross street in the Hongda Business District
Using a scented tissue, Yuntu carefully wiped the bloodstains off his face. As he reminisced, he glanced at the time on his phone and made a rough calculation in his mind. In no more than an hour, when he passed through the tunnel after getting his wounds bandaged at Yaxin Hospital, Qingyi and her colleague would just be returning from lunch, and they would meet again in this tunnel.
What will happen next
The saying goes: One does not strike the sun as the leader
The street performer currently singing in this alley is Yuntu, the original singer who was the most favored contender for the championship last year, and he is the senior she once admired from the same school
Why am I still alive
The saying goes: "Two strikes do not hit the throat directly"
Scenes from the past are being vividly reenacted
How foolish, if you are so capable of fighting, why do you not retaliate
What happened to the disabled person? In Huaxia's Good Voice, people with disabilities can also participate. This guy cleans up well and looks quite handsome. Participating in Good Voice might make him famous!
They are street performers, so don't speak of them in such an unpleasant manner. Moreover, they are making a living by singing there, not waiting for me!
Countless questions surged into Yun Tu's mind all at once, yet there were no answers
The details may differ slightly, but the story is fundamentally the same
Goodness, strumming a broken guitar can earn so much money, and without even paying respects at the dock, they dare to set up a stage to sing, hit me!
Although no one recognized Yuntu as a professional singer, when the song reached an emotional climax, five-cent and one-yuan coins were occasionally thrown into the small box in front of Yuntu by the onlookers.
You know your place, brothers, take the money and leave
If one day I find myself without support in my old age, please leave me here, in this spring...
Gazing at this moment's splendid spring, it still resembles the warm appearance of that time
Thinking of this, Yuntu once again opened his eyes to look towards the other end of the tunnel. Indeed, the two girls in white nurse uniforms from his memory were standing there with expressions of terror on their faces. It was evident that they had witnessed the entire process of his struggle with that group of scruffy individuals.
This situation and scene should have some differences from previous lives, but there is one core point that remains the same, which is that Qingyi cried
This is the last time
Oblique force, take the straight line nearby
Additionally, he was unaware that Qingyi had participated in the Mongguotai Fashion Trend Song Competition last year. They had not registered in the same competition zone at that time, and furthermore, the other party was eliminated in the second round of the preliminary selection, which meant there was no opportunity to appear on television, so he did not know Qingyi
Watching the group of thugs fade into the distance, Yuntu did not pursue them further. The past is already behind; in this new life, he did not come to teach these petty thugs a lesson.
Before she arrived at the tunnel entrance, she heard a familiar melody coming from within the tunnel. Her thoughts were stirred by that song, and instinctively, she opened her wallet again
Seeing that Yuntu had been hit more than ten times without daring to fight back, the "Golden Retriever" seemed quite satisfied and signaled his subordinates to stop hitting him. Then he personally stepped in and kicked over the small cardboard box in front of Yuntu.
The cloud smiled, and on the face streaming with fresh blood, the smile was quite eerie
Watching the familiar scene of banknotes swirling in the air, Yuntu's body trembled once more, and memories surged back like a tide!
The fist is without intention, and the intention is without heart! Yuntu pushed the guitar hidden in his embrace to the right, sidestepping the first steel pipe that came crashing towards him. With a left hook as swift as lightning, he struck the temple of the first yellow-haired assailant, who fell to the ground in response.