Chapter 30 A Flag

For a musician and a singer, there is no doubt that sound is very important. Listening to songs, listening to songs, listening to songs, even after the arrival of the idol era, purely capable groups still occupy the mainstream of the music scene. To put it simply, if you have a good appearance, you can add points, but if you don't have it, you can also be popular.

However, if you don't have a good vocal condition, then I'm sorry, you can't get along.

But then again, to a certain extent, to become a qualified or even a powerful musician and singer, you really don’t have a beautiful voice, and it’s not impossible at all, because songs and music are, in the final analysis, After all, what it wants to convey to the listener is emotion.

So, don't look at some people who have only a broken voice, but it may not be bad to sing, and maybe a song will make you cry after listening to it.

On the other hand, don't look at some people who have a unique voice, but after so many years, he won't be popular!

At its root, it lies in emotion.

With emotion, singing can have flavor, and with emotion, songs can have the power to touch people's hearts.

Therefore, for a successful singer, a keen sense of music and a delicate grasp of emotions are indispensable.

The current Liao Liao is certainly not considered successful, but there is no doubt that after only releasing one single, she was selected by the company and became the next key training target. She obviously already possessed these two points.

In short, she is a musically sensitive person.

And the so-called music sensitive people... A good song, of course, is a song that can move every ordinary person and feel the emotion in the music, but the same song can be heard by a music sensitive person , but can feel the resonance of the soul for the first time.

When Liao Liao put on the earphones and pressed the play button, she was of course a little helpless, a little funny, and a little indifferent.

Originally, you don’t even need to think about this kind of thing, you know the result: she herself learned the piano at the age of eleven, played the guitar at the age of thirteen, and began to write lyrics and compose by herself at the age of sixteen. " of the title. However, it doesn’t need to go too far, even if you just look back from the current point of view, how many of the songs I wrote when I was 16, 17, and before graduating from university were mature creations? At the time, I thought it was a great work, but looking at it now, isn't it very childish?

In music, she has always been a very proud, even somewhat arrogant person! And even if she is as proud and arrogant as her, she feels that there is really nothing she can do with her early works.

So, how could she expect anything from the work of a seventeen-year-old high school student?

Even when she thought about it, instead of expecting a mature work written by a seventeen-year-old boy, she might as well imagine that Gu Yulong would suddenly say: Hey, Liao Liao, I like your voice very much. Write a song!

Yes, mature... In her opinion, the work of the seventeen-year-old boy in this tape does not need to be amazing, even if it is only slightly mature, it is already very rare.

After all, he was only seventeen years old.

However, when she pressed the play button, she heard a delicate and quiet voice singing slowly with the crisp guitar sound: "Wipe off, your tears at that time, the road is too long, I can't recover forgiveness... ..."

Suddenly, her chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

The tape recorder is an ordinary tape recorder, even if it is a so-called high-end product for journalists, but in fact, it is still an ordinary tape recorder, so the recording quality is really not good. Fortunately, the recording quality is not very good, except for the tape recorder The rustling noise caused by the operation has no other abnormal noises to disrupt this peaceful and sad melody.

So, she opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened a little, and she listened to the voice in the tape recorder and continued to sing: "You are me, an unspeakable wound, wanting to forget, but can't help thinking about it, like exile, stumbling all the way, you bound, unable to release..."

For more than a minute, she remained motionless.

With a smile on her face, Qi Jie looked at her as she slowly ate the steamed buns and drank the hot soybean milk.

In those eyes... there is a little bit of complacency.

Huang Wenjuan, on the other hand, had been there in a daze since Liao Liao stopped his chopsticks suddenly. But unfortunately, she couldn't hear any sound at all, and she had no way of knowing what was playing in the tape recorder. She just looked at Liao Liao's surprised and shocked expression, a little at a loss.

"Sister Qi, is she... all right?" She asked in a low voice.

Qi Jie shook her head and greeted her, "Eat! Don't just watch, eat!"

After more than a minute, Liao Liao suddenly regained consciousness, and then, she put down her chopsticks with a snap, reached out and pressed the rewind button.

Huang Wenjuan was about to reach out to pick up fried dough sticks, but she was taken aback by her, and looked up at her, only to see that although her eyes were dazed and unfocused, they were surprisingly sparkling, as if she was about to be ecstatic.

Crack, she pressed the stop button, and then the play button.

But no, it's not there yet, so I rewind the tape again, this time it's all right, the guitar sound just started.

Liao Liao pursed his lips slightly, his eyes gleaming with gluttonous light.

It was the same guitar, and the same voice, which seemed to have a sad texture naturally, sang calmly:

"Bai Yueguang, somewhere in my heart,

So bright, yet so cold,

Everyone has a period of sadness,

Want to hide, but want to cover up.

The white moonlight shines on both ends of the horizon,

In my heart, but not by my side,

I can't wipe away your tears at that time,

The road is too long, and there is no way to recover and forgive.

..."

Liao Liao sometimes held his breath, clenched his fists slightly, and sometimes breathed heavily, as if he was running a long distance. The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, but after rewinding the film twice in a row, there seemed to be some slight sweat on her brows and the tip of her nose.

Then, Qi Jie was the first to finish breakfast.

She stood up as if nothing had happened, fetched water, boiled it, took out a small can of green tea, took some and poured it into three teacups, and when the water boiled, she poured water to make tea leisurely.

It's just that she occasionally glances at Liao Liao between work.

And every time at this time, she can't help showing a smile on her face.

A wisp of fragrance was transpiring in the room.

Finally, although Huang Wenjuan was always carefully observing Liao Liao's movements, Huang Wenjuan's appetite was not large, and she finished it quickly. Seeing Qi Jie handing over a cup of tea, she took it and looked at Liao Liao, Looking at the temporary small dining table again, he asked, "Should I wake her up and let her eat something first?"

Qi Jie smiled, "Why don't you ask her to try?"

Huang Wenjuan thought for a while, then shook her head, "Let's forget it, once when she was writing a song, I asked her to eat, and she almost killed me... If it doesn't work, I'd rather go down and buy it for her later." !"

After finishing speaking, she put down the teacup and quickly packed up the temporary dining table.

But suddenly, Liao Liao took off an earphone and complained dissatisfiedly, "What's all this!"

Qi Jie and Huang Wenjuan looked back at her at the same time.

Liao Liao shook the earphones in his hand, and continued to say dissatisfiedly, "Why does he still sing this kind of song?"

Qi Jie walked over curiously, took the earphones and put them on. As soon as she heard them, she immediately smiled.

What is being sung in the earphones is: "The rainy season when I was seventeen years old, I recalled the bits and pieces of my childhood, but found that growing up is slowly approaching..."

So Qi Jie said, "I don't think that counts! In fact, I think that among the many songs he wrote, this kind of song is more like the songs he should write and sing at his age."

Liao Liao frowned, and said a little loudly: "But compared with the one just now, this song is too ordinary! Although the melody and rhythm are still very good, yes, I admit that the potential of this song in the market is huge. It’s by no means worse than the last one, but...the style is also completely different..."

After all, although she frowned, she still listened to the whole song patiently.

However, the next song is actually this one!

Listening to that song just now, Liao Liao didn't feel that he sang it many times. In other words, even though he sang it many times, she still couldn't help but rewind it and continue listening to it, but this one was a bit off-putting, so...she fast forwarded.

But, "snap", the tape ended.

She took out the tape and was about to turn it over and continue listening when Qi Jie suddenly said, "That side hasn't been recorded yet, it's a blank tape."

Liao Liao froze for a moment, weighed the tape in his hand, and asked her, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Jie turned around, took out the other two tapes from her bag and handed them to her, "I just started recording not long before you came, and I only recorded these, and there are a total of seven songs, all of which are here."

Liao Liao took it without saying a word, only to see that there were words written on the tape anyway.

On the first tape, one side reads: "1. Feel ashamed." The other side reads: "1. Good night Jinan, 2. He must love you very much."

On the second tape, one side reads: "1. He must love you very much, 2. Bu Suanzi." On the other side, it says: "1. Bu Suanzi, 2. I wish you a smooth journey."

Including the two songs I just listened to, um, a total of seven songs, that's right.

His fingers hesitated on the two tapes, and Liao Liao put the tape with "Place to Shame" in first.

So, she soon heard that familiar voice, but this time, the voice was a little sad and desolate, and he sang hoarsely:

"I'll sleep in the rain tonight,

Accompanied by the sound of domestic road rollers,

With the bang of the wound bursting,

sleep in the rain tonight,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night, all sleepless people.

The wind will go north with the midnight bells,

With the boy begging in the street,

With broken tires by the side of the road,

Go north with the midnight bells,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night to all sleepless people,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night, all lonely people.

..."

All of a sudden, it seemed that a strong electric current suddenly hit her, the glow was overflowing, the arc was like a flash, and it hit her heart with a snap!

The whole body was suddenly paralyzed by it!

However, every cell in his body jumped up suddenly!

She swallowed nervously, her fingers trembled slightly, and her cheeks were faintly flushed!

If the song that was supposed to be called "White Moonlight" just made her feel inexplicably moved, then this song is like planting a flag directly on the tip of her heart!

She is occupied!