It was a voice that had the characteristics of a young man's aloofness. Compared with the original sound of the song, it lacked the flavor of vicissitudes of life, but had a bit more of the green flavor that only a teenager can have.
The song Wang Ling played and sang was a cover of a song "Old Boy" by a group called "Chopstick Brothers" from another world line.
This song interprets the confusion of not being able to express one's feelings to the girl he loves deeply and being afraid of being rejected. It expresses a feeling that youth is gone and things have changed.
Wang Ling likes this song very much.
Wang Ling remembered that he had a crush on a girl when he first fell in love. However, due to his own reasons, Wang Ling did not open her mouth until the year of graduation.
He is afraid that he will hurt the other person.
At this moment, Wang Ling was holding his guitar, standing in this shabby little restaurant, playing and singing "Old Boy", and there was a different kind of emotion in him. As soon as the voice spoke, both the boss and Tang Youning were immediately intoxicated...
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That is the person I miss and love deeply day and night.
How should I express it?
will she accept me
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Maybe I'll never say that to her
I'm destined to wander the world
How can I be concerned?
Dreams are always out of reach
Should I give up?
Flowers are blooming and falling, and it’s the rainy season again
Spring, where are you?
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Youth is like a flowing river
Once you leave and never come back, you won’t have time to say goodbye
Only numb me is left
The passion of the past is gone!
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Look at the flowers floating all over the sky
wither at the most beautiful moment
Who will remember that it came to this world...
This is the A section of the song, but Wang Ling only sang this before he put down the guitar. The boss of the music industry was completely stunned - there is actually such an operation!?
While Wang Ling was playing and singing, the boss also checked the lyrics and found that there were no relevant search records on the Internet. This is enough to prove that this is an original song!
This is just a boy who is in the first year of high school, but he can write such a touching song full of youthful atmosphere...
At this moment, after Wang Ling finished playing and singing, both the boss and Tang Youning felt inexplicably moved in their hearts.
Suddenly I felt that this young man had a lot of story to tell!
This is a song they have never heard before. Just listening to a short melody makes people feel intoxicated!
The boss of the forum felt that he had been completely attracted by this young man. This was probably the legendary ancestor who rewarded him with rice, right?
Wang Ling: "..."
Only Wang Ling himself knows that this is not a meal of the ancestors at all... He does not produce music, he is just a porter of music!
After putting the young man's guitar back to its original position, Wang Ling silently returned to his position and ate noodles. His calm and indifferent attitude seemed to be just doing a very small thing, but it made Tang Youning feel deeply in his heart.
It brought an irresistible impact.
…Who is this person?
Tang Youning was shocked, hanging his head, feeling completely defeated... In order to study music, he left everything behind, secretly used a sum of money from the family's demolition behind his parents' back, and handed all the money to
A vocal teacher. The demolition money was originally reserved for him to marry a wife. Later, the incident came to light and his family cut off all his living expenses. Tang Youning officially became a street singer.
It seems that I really am not this material...
If I had listened to my parents' advice and not used the demolition money, maybe I would have been blessed with a daughter-in-law now. Living in a brand-new house, I might even be able to entertain my children... and find a stable life.
, live a stable life.
For the first time, Tang Youning felt that his life was a mistake.
Do you still want to persist?
After listening to Wang Ling's playing and singing, Tang Youning began to truly interrogate himself.
"How much money can a street singer like you make in a day?" asked Dad Wang.
Tang Youning's previous pride that he thought he had learned formal music theory knowledge has completely disappeared. He scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed: "It depends on the situation... Sometimes it rains and I can't make much money at all. I
I sell my songs everywhere, I just hope that people can appreciate me for my music instead of pity me."
"..." There was silence in the store.
Tang Youning touched his guitar and his eyes were a little moist: "I thought that with my ability, there would be no problem in passing the audition... Now, this is all I have left."
"Then do you plan to continue on this road?" Dad Wang asked again.
Tang Youning shook his head: "I don't know."
"I don't know, I just want to."
Father Wang raised his eyebrows, feeling that this young man was quite persistent. If he were an ordinary person, he would have given up resistance long ago under his vicious attack. These people often cannot achieve great things... And hesitation just shows that,
The young man still doesn't want to give up easily.
"What do you think of my son's song just now?"
"That song is really nice!"
Tang Youning was a little excited, but also a little disappointed: "Maybe I will never be able to write this song in my life..."
"Have you ever thought that the failure in the audition may be due to the song selection." Dad Wang asked again.
Wang Ling sat in his seat and raised his eyebrows slightly. He already felt that Father Wang's attitude towards young people was a little different. He turned from being venomous to enlightening. Father Wang was originally a man who told stories, and he always controlled the topic very well.
It is very strong, and its guidance ability is also first-class... Wang Ling once witnessed with his own eyes that his father led a group of 2,000 pirated book friends to guide more than 90% of them to read the original book again.
Tang Youning blinked and looked at Dad Wang: "What do you mean, teacher?"
"Don't call me teacher, it sounds awkward. Just call me uncle." Father Wang waved his hand: "I mean, if you don't dislike my son's songs, how about I sell them to you?"
Tang Youning stood up instantly: "Uncle...you said you want to sell this song to me?"
But soon, Tang Youning showed a bitter and resentful expression: "But, uncle... I have no money."
These days, an original work of excellent quality is really rare! Tang Youning feels that if Wang Ling submits this piece of music to any record company, he can sell the copyright for a sky-high price!
Father Wang silently lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth: "How much money do you have on you?"
Tang Youning rummaged through all his pockets. The loose money and steel coins together amounted to exactly thirty-three yuan and seventy cents...
Tang Youning was anxious, looked at Dad Wang, gritted his teeth, then hugged his guitar tightly, kissed it hard, and handed it to Dad Wang: "Uncle...if you don't dislike it..."
"Disgusted." Father Wang rolled his eyes bluntly.
The boss was speechless: "..." This is too straightforward!
Dad Wang: "Why do I need your guitar? Can you eat this guitar? This guy is your life and fortune, right? How can I do without this guy when I'm traveling in the world?"
After saying that, Dad Wang turned his attention to the boss: "Boss Tan, do you have paper and pen?"
Boss Tan nodded: "Yes!"
Dad Wang's memory has always been good, and he also knows some music theory. So after Wang Ling sang it once, Dad Wang had basically memorized the lyrics and melody. Even if there were any omissions, Wang Ling was there to supplement them through telepathy.
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He quickly wrote down the lyrics of "Old Boy" completely on the paper, then wrote a simplified musical score by hand, capped the pen, and performed a series of movements smoothly!
Finally, Dad Wang handed the paper to Tang Youning: "The most precious thing about dreams is that no matter how big the setbacks are... they can be recast!"
Tang Youning clutched the paper, his hands trembling.
Dad Wang exhaled a puff of smoke, shook the ashes, stood up, grabbed the thirty-three and seven cents on the table, and then stuffed it into the hands of the boss: "Two bowls of beef noodles, a total of thirty, which is a lot."
Keep the change, please."
After saying that, the two father and son and Loopy Ha left the shop directly, leaving Boss Tan holding thirty-three dollars and seven cents with a messy face in the wind...
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After teleporting home with Father Wang and Loopy Ha, Wang Ling saw Father Wang leaning on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief: "Your mother maxed out my salary card, we have to save some money these days.
Spend money!”
Wang Ling: "..."
Father Wang looked at Wang Ling seriously and taught him earnestly: "Look, today I used my little wisdom to save money on two bowls of beef noodles! Do you know what it means to be diligent and frugal in housekeeping? This is it!"