Five o'clock in the afternoon, the time when tired workers return after a hard day's work in factories. That was when Linh, a beautiful young girl who had just turned twenty-two, woke up from a long sleep, lazily did her personal hygiene, and applied a little makeup on her face to get ready for work in the evening. Then came back after a long night.
In the early days when she first moved to this apartment building for low-income workers, many people saw her coming out late and coming home early, always smelling of perfume, and thought that Linh was a prostitute. genuine. Of course there are a lot of flirtations from insensitive men, or gossip from talkative women. It's all lies without evidence, but Linh doesn't really care because in reality, a job like hers that sells art and doesn't sell her body can hardly avoid people's gossip. But explaining that I was just a singer who sang in a tea room, few people believed it, because now when I talk about that singing profession, most people think I have a lot of money for a nice car and house. But who would stay in a rented room, ride a tattered car and only wear clothes that look very poor compared to colleagues like Linh.
Talking about sublimation in art, she also really wants it, it has been a dream since she was a little girl in elementary school. At that time, Linh often watched TV programs about certain singers and wished that one day she herself would stand on a stage filled with lights and sing loudly in front of thousands of eyes watching below.
At times like that, a little girl named Linh often imitates her idol's movements, holding a comb in her hand and pretending to be a microphone, humming along to the melody of the song.
My house is in the countryside, so my perception of this profession that is considered to be inhuman is very strict. Specifically, her father, an inherently conservative person. Every time he heard his daughter sing, he often glared and shouted:
_ Don't worry about studying at night and singing all day, and then later on you'll be on the street.
After finishing speaking, he angrily walked back into the house, leaving his daughter standing there with a sad look on her face. Xong Linh is a girl with a very strong will, despite her difficult father's objections. During her years at school, she was an artist of the school. Sometimes she even went to the city to compete in singing and always took home the first and second prizes. As time passed, little Linh became a beautiful young woman, and her voice was much better than before. The dream of becoming a famous singer is still there, of course followed by a strict father's prohibition. Because of that, Linh and her father had a big argument after Mr. Tinh learned that his daughter did not take the foreign trade university entrance exam as expected, but instead switched to vocal school. to realize the dream of selling turmeric cherished since childhood.
While angry, Mr. Tinh pointed straight at his daughter and scolded: "You're so stubborn, people call you a lawyer and curse at you as a singer... What can you do with your life with that type of singer?" Then you want to be a whore for so many guys to play with."
Hearing those words, Linh felt very offended. She decided to pack her bag and leave the house that only brought her the pressure of becoming a lawyer or an office worker who sits eight hours a day at a computer desk with a pile of paperwork. high as a mountain. That's not the life she wanted.
The day Linh set foot on the bus to leave her hometown, she promised herself that she would definitely succeed in her singing career. Using his own singing to bring fame and material wealth to prove to his father that his dream was not wrong.
The truth is that it is many times harsher than what the young girl painted in her dreams. After two years of studying vocal music, with her natural talent and excellent degree, Linh thought that from here on, her life would turn to a new page. But it didn't help Linh's life change, she tried to apply for jobs everywhere from tea rooms to small event shows. All of them inexplicably refused her, or if they accepted the job, it was just a backup singer and a test mic. Or just jobs that have nothing to do with singing.
From the days of crawling around under the stage, she learned that a dark side of that profession is "selling one's body for fame." This simply means that new singers, also known as young chickens, are trying to win over him. The girl who quickly became the lead singer in a band then went to bed and became a sex doll. Or you can also take tours with famous figures. Everyone knows what to do.
It's been more than two years since she was accepted into the tea room called "Xuyen Chi", but Linh still stops at singing backup. Meanwhile, a few new students became main singers in just a few months, performing under colored lights and the applause and cheers of the audience sometimes made her feel sad. There were many times when Linh silently told herself that it would be better to close her eyes and let Mr. Khang enjoy her body for a career advancement than to stay in the same place forever. Then she had to put that thought aside. Because for Linh to become a professional singer, she must walk on her own feet no matter how far or difficult the road to success is. It's better than having to use lust to choose a shortcut that easily sublimates to the top, but quickly fades away if you accidentally get involved in some scandal. Most of them reveal sex clips on the internet... stealing husbands... etc
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However, Linh's mindset of selling her art and not selling her body over time also became a bit shaken. Specifically, a few weeks ago, Linh herself closed her eyes and let Mr. Khang have sex with her in exchange for a promise to make her the lead singer. And just as the tea room manager said, Linh started to stand on stage and sing a few songs after using her own body to pamper him like a professional whore.
That's why this afternoon when leaving the boarding house, there were the eyes of a few gossips watching and saying cruel words: "That whore is looking for customers again". Linh just bowed her head and gave a bitter smile. There's no difference between Linh now, whether she's a prostitute or a singer. When she stops singing, she still has to lie on her back and lie on her