Chapter 5 Rooftop Singing

With the guitar, there are also some good songs, Li Qian began to worry about where to practice singing.

The principles of all things in this world are basically the same, no matter how talented you are, diligent study and practice are the foundation of success, no matter how good your skills are, you can still learn by hand if you don't practice for three days. Just like what is said in "The Oil Seller": I have no other, but I am familiar with it!

The same goes for making music.

Not to mention that although Li Qian was very familiar with this industry in his previous life, he didn't have any achievements to prove his strength from the beginning to the end. Even if he was a successful singer and musician in his previous life, in this life, he still has to practice.

The hands in the previous life belonged to the previous life. If you don’t practice, can you guarantee that the hands in this life will be so flexible?

The voice in the previous life was from the previous life, if you don’t practice it, how do you know the characteristics of your voice in this life? Where are the strengths and weaknesses?

Then here comes the problem, usually he needs to go to class, he is out of school, everyone is off work, he can go to bed late at night, but as soon as it is past ten o'clock, no matter how beautiful your music is, it will be noise to those who want to sleep!

Therefore, practicing singing at home is definitely not enough. And he has nowhere to go but home.

In the end, he still put his idea on the roof of the school teaching building.

China in this time and space especially advocates natural human rights and implements them to students and teachers. That is to strictly implement the weekend system and the general policy of reducing stress and burden. It was a decisive battle to determine the direction of their life, but Saturdays and weekends were always closed, and they never had self-study classes in the morning and evening. In the words of the teachers: If you are still locked in the classroom at night, where will you have the time to play and fall in love?

Therefore, from the end of school on Friday afternoon until the weekend night, in these two days or so, the entire school except for a few sports freaks like Liu Qiang and the former Li Qian who would go to the school playground to play, the entire school , is simply empty. In short: Practicing songs here will definitely not disturb the people!

What's more, Li Qian felt that even in the afternoon from Monday to Thursday, he could stay and practice for an hour, at most it would be better if he went back a little later and had dinner later.

So, the next afternoon, he came to school with his guitar case.

For him now, he doesn't need to play ball, he doesn't need to find a girlfriend, and he doesn't need to be in a rush for a sports car, but singing must be practiced every day!

At half past five in the afternoon, the school bell rang on time.

In less than 20 minutes, more than 2,000 teachers and students in the school were gone.

Li Qian once again declined the invitation of Liu Qiang and the others to play ball. After school, he sat in the classroom for a while, and when everyone was about to leave, he didn't wait for the monitor to chase them away.

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Qi Jie has the habit of staying in the office after school and continuing to read novels for a while.

Ordinarily, when she gets home, she has a better reading environment, but she just likes to stay in the office and read. She always feels that when she gets home, she faces the bookcase on the wall, father's, mother's, own, party constitution and party history , educational works, philosophical theories, classical masterpieces, historical tomes... If you read this kind of novel by yourself, it will seem very frivolous.

That's right, she was reading online novels.

Nowadays, for the vast majority of ordinary people, computers are still rare and expensive things, let alone the Internet. In 1995, there were only one or two million Internet users in China, but there should be more on the Internet. Everything is still there. Even, the website called Xiaxia Chinese Website on the Internet has already begun to try to charge for reading in the online literature circle for the first time this year.

Qi Jie, of course, did not even hesitate to call a high-level VIP directly, and her ID is called: TheQueen.

Well, that's right, what the Queen meant.

She only watches the female videos of this website, such as domineering female presidents, iron-blooded domineering flowers, cold-blooded domineering loves, gossip announcements: I'm a star, don't mess with me, the queen of another world... etc., are all her favorites.

Seeing Shuang, her eyes, which are as calm as a flat lake, will always light up with little fire.

It's just that she was careful not to be seen.

After school today, she still pretended to prepare lessons as usual. After the teachers had left one after another, she put down her pen, took out her laptop from her bag, plugged it in, and then plugged in the wireless network card.

Internet speed is slow as always, but as long as the mood is good, this is not a problem.

When the page of Xia Tian's Chinese website was opened, she immediately entered a state of excitement, and soon found the half-read "I'm the Queen, Don't Love Me" and clicked on it.

But before I read a few words, a burst of guitar sound came into my ears again.

This is not the first time.

Yesterday afternoon, after school, when she was hiding in the office reading a novel, she heard the sound of a guitar coming from nowhere. Together with the sound of the guitar, there is also a boy singing softly. It's just that Qi Jie was so absorbed in watching it at that time, she didn't care, it was the background music.

But this time, she didn't know whether it was something on her mind or something. Listening to the sound of the guitar coming from outside, she felt a little disturbed for no reason. The feeling of going down.

The sound of the guitar didn't seem too far away, but it was difficult for people to hear it clearly. It just came over vaguely, and the person who scratched it felt itchy. As for the singing, they couldn't even hear a sentence clearly.

But the tune... seems pretty good?

Qi Jie froze for a moment in her seat, looked at the computer screen, and listened to the haunting sound of the guitar, but she still couldn't suppress her curiosity——she closed the laptop screen with a snap, and walked towards the door. go outside.

Standing in the corridor, the voice was much clearer, but I still couldn't hear any words.

However, it was just that refreshing and sad guitar sound, just that mellow tune, which had raised her interest again.

Listen carefully, the sound seems to come from upstairs?

Qi Jie looked at the empty campus, then raised her neck to look up, and finally turned around resolutely and closed the office door, and then walked up to the fourth floor.

Well, it's closer, it should be on... the rooftop.

By the time she reached the fifth floor, the voice was clearer, at least she could hear what the man was singing.

"...

Until the day when I grow old,

Are you still by my side.

Look at those sworn lies,

Slowly drift away with the past.

How many people have admired your youthful appearance,

It can be seen who is willing to bear the relentless changes of the years.

How many people have come and returned in your life,

It can be seen that I have you and I will be by your side all my life.

………”

The guitar was crisp and mellow, and the male voice sang high and low.

Qi Jie shuddered subconsciously upon hearing that faint, unaffected sadness.

It was as if something had hit her suddenly!

She took a deep breath, raised her foot gently, and then lowered it gently, one step at a time, and slowly stepped on the last stairs leading to the roof. Like a cat with light footsteps, it seemed that she was afraid that an accident would disturb the singing upstairs.

Then, her steps got slower and slower, slower and slower.

Suddenly, the guitar sound stopped abruptly.

Qi Jie immediately stopped there completely, with her half-raised foot hanging there, motionless.

She heard someone coughing, drinking, the "snap" when the glass was put down, and then the guitar sounded again——

"Because I dreamed of you leaving,

I woke up crying.

Watch the night wind blowing through the windowsill,

Can you feel my love.

Until the day when I grow old,

Are you still by my side.

………”

"This song... I don't seem to have heard it before?" Qi Jie thought about it carefully, and she really didn't have any impression of this song, so she stopped thinking about it, but couldn't help but nodded slightly, thinking: " But it's a good song."

When the people on the rooftop finished singing the song and the guitar sound temporarily stopped, she became more and more sure of her judgment: this song is indeed very good, and the people upstairs sang it very well.

Of course she didn't want to go up and disturb other people's singing practice, and she didn't want people to know that she stayed at school after school, so she even parked her car outside the school, but she also felt that anyway, the book was only for temporary reading. I can't go on anymore, it's not bad to listen to music here. While hesitating, her eyes accidentally glanced at the steps next to her, and she found that they were quite clean. After thinking about it, she simply bent down and wiped the steps that looked clean, and found that they were indeed clean, so she sat down carefully. down.

At this time, the guitar sounded again, it was the same song, and the other party started singing from the beginning again.

"It seems that this person should be practicing singing. However, there seems to be no party in school recently? Then it should be prepared for chasing girls. Is this song, well, it is suitable." She thought to herself .

The sound of the piano is like a spring, gurgling into the ears.

Qi Jie sat quietly on the steps listening to the song like a little girl, and felt that everything around her was quiet, even her own heart seemed to have become quiet.

The same song was sung four or five times by the people on the rooftop.

Even a layman like Qi Jie can tell that he seems to be constantly changing the accompaniment of the guitar, making the same song sound soft and rhythmic sometimes. Of course, what is also constantly changing is his singing style--Qi Jie is not very clear about what it has changed, but she just thinks that if she has to describe the change in singing style, it should be: she thinks that Tiantai The person above seemed to be singing more and more openly.

That's right, it was sung.

It's like...he's getting better at using his voice.

Therefore, the more he sings, the more skillful he becomes, and the more he sings, the better he sounds.

Then, the sound of the guitar on the roof stopped again, followed by the sound of coughing and drinking water again.

When the guitar sounded again, Qi Jie soon discovered that the other party had changed the song suddenly.

"You said you loved lilacs the most,

Because your name is her.

what a melancholy flower,

O sentimental man!

When the flowers wither,

When the screen freezes,

what a delicate flower,

But can't escape the wind and rain.

A life that floats and shakes,

How many beautifully woven dreams,

You left in such a hurry,

Leave it to me to worry about for the rest of my life.

The grave is full of flowers,

It's the beauty you long for,

Look at the mountains and fields,

Do you still feel lonely?

Listen, someone is singing,

Your favorite song,

How much chaos in the world,

From now on, you don't have to worry about it anymore.

..."

It sounds just as good as the previous one!

The more Qi Jie listened to it, the more interested she became, and the more she listened to it, the more pleasant it sounded, so she closed her eyes unconsciously.

She likes to listen to music, but she doesn't know anything about music theory. She just thinks it sounds good and is willing to listen to it over and over again, because the people on the top of the building are singing something she has never heard before.

Listening to such a song with beautiful rhythm, soothing, and a little bit of sadness, unconsciously, she felt as if her whole heart was emptied, and her mood became better and better unconsciously.

This feeling made her more and more fascinated.

When the other party stopped again, Qi Jie opened her eyes and realized that the sky had already begun to darken, especially in the corridor, it had become dim and yellow, and it seemed that it would be dark in the next moment.

Raising her wrist to check the time, she was startled, the time was already 6:20, that is to say, she had been sitting here and listening for more than half an hour! Although the people on the top of the building didn't intend to leave, she knew that she couldn't listen any longer, so she stood up and carefully walked downstairs before the people on the top of the building found her.

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The novel must be finished, but Qi Jie was in a surprisingly good mood. Once she returned to the office on the third floor and was overheard, she even started humming, and what she sang was exactly what she heard just now. that song.

Just as I was about to go downstairs after packing up my things, my phone rang suddenly.

She was startled, and subconsciously connected the phone first, and glanced worriedly towards the roof of the building, which she couldn't see at all, and then realized that it was the familiar number, and couldn't help but wrinkled regretfully brow.

"Hey, Xiaojie, I'm at the Dongcheng Hotel and I'm having dinner with a client. We're going to the KTV later. Would you like to come over for a while?"

"Uh, I won't go, shall I? You'd better concentrate on being with the client. I'm going, how inconvenient you are!"

The person on the phone laughed twice and said, "There is no other program today, just singing, come here!"

There was a struggling expression on Qi Jie's face, but in the end, she squeezed out a smile and said, "Oh, that's it, okay, then I'll go over after dinner."

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After hanging up the phone, Qi Jie couldn't help sighing, and suddenly felt that all the good mood just now was gone.

She picked up her notebook bag, locked the door and went downstairs. When she was about to go down to the second floor, she subconsciously stopped and looked up: there were several floors away, and she couldn't hear anything at all, but there was nothing floating in the air. Dimly, she just felt that the people on the top of the building should still be playing the piano and singing.

"I don't know which class it is, and I don't know which girl is going to be impressed this time..."

She shook her head, sighed, with a helpless wry smile on her face, turned and went downstairs.