Confessions of a night professional
We are part of countless people. Some people may cast aside, maybe someone is envious, and spurning us apart from the night, there is nowhere else. Envy us and hold a high salary. However, when you are all asleep, we are all busy for the night culture of a certain city. When you relax under the beautiful neon, we are holding the body to do the money, holding the youth to make a bet to build for you. Space, when you are struggling for the sun in the morning, we are dragging our tired body and gradually falling asleep. Our high salary has lost youth and health. You are fighting hard. We are crying down for 10 years, 20 years later, It can be the boss, it can be the manager. We are 10 years old. After 20 years, it is a frequent visitor to the hospital. It’s a bad old man. It’s a bad old lady. When you look at us with envy, we can only help us with a smile. We only have 10 years, 20 years. Our salary and status are rising when our salary and status are falling.
When we run out of youth, we have to leave the night scene that once made us shine. Who remembers us? Who is envious of us at this time? When you are 10 years, 20 years later, can you go south with us with years of work experience? We also want to live, we are also mortal, we need to be stable. What can we rely on to support our families? Did you go to a company and tell the boss, how many years have I been a singer, dance, DJ, MC...? Maybe we have people with apprentices, and there are many people who want to learn to sing, learn to dance, learn DJ, learn MC to find a master, but after receiving thousands of tuition fees, what can we do? The disciples followed our footsteps. Then, like the waves in the Yangtze River, we were killed by the waves on the beach. At this time, we are already physically and mentally exhausted. The root of the disease that fell, the only remaining continuation in the hustle and bustle of life, was eventually handed over to the hospital. Oh, this is the night scene. We exchanged the price of youth for the beautiful night in each city.
When we run out of youth, we have to leave the night scene that once made us shine. Who remembers us? Who is envious of us at this time? When you are 10 years, 20 years later, can you go south with us with years of work experience? We also want to live, we are also mortal, we need to be stable. What can we rely on to support our families? Did you go to a company and tell the boss, how many years have I been a singer, dance, DJ, MC...? Maybe we have people with apprentices, and there are many people who want to learn to sing, learn to dance, learn DJ, learn MC to find a master, but after receiving thousands of tuition fees, what can we do? The disciples followed our footsteps. Then, like the waves in the Yangtze River, we were killed by the waves on the beach. At this time, we are already physically and mentally exhausted. The root of the disease that fell, the only remaining continuation in the hustle and bustle of life, was eventually handed over to the hospital. Oh, this is the night scene. We exchanged the price of youth for the beautiful night in each city.