Tang Bo took a sip from the bottle and tried to talk happily, "Before, there were no trains, planes or cars, and goodbye meant never seeing each other again. Now there are trains and planes, and the high-speed rail can reach my hometown in a small town in four or five hours. Let you do it."
It’s like we’ll never see each other again.”
Zhang Fubao said that people are busy now, so it is convenient to meet, but there is no time to meet. "My home is not far away. It takes two hours by high-speed rail. When I left, you all said that we would get together more often. But when I got married,
Just go to Tang Bo."
If he hadn't come to Kyoto again, he might never have seen him again in his lifetime.
My brothers are embarrassed.
Some of them are college classmates, some have known each other since they lived together, and some have developed feelings because they often played corpses together. When they were together, their relationship was okay, but once they separated, they gradually drifted apart and became less interested.
I don’t know how to release the song.
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky..."
As the songs were chanted and murmured, their parting mood became more intense, and Tang Bo's mood also became depressed. He looked at the brothers around him, at the small town, and raised the green stick, "Who, who is singing? This
Isn’t it just to cause congestion?”
The brother who sang felt that this song suited Jing'er, "The atmosphere is here, it would be inappropriate not to listen to it."
"Bah, Lao Zhu, you are doing all the fucking trouble." However, this song was very suitable for the occasion. For a moment, the eyes of several brothers were red. He asked Lao Zhu what kind of song it was, and it was so good.
Lao Zhu said: "The theme song for Director Zhang's new movie. Hey, Old Tang, didn't you also go to Director Zhang's crew to play a supporting role? What did you do..."
He couldn't remember clearly.
"It would be nice if Director Zhang gives me a straight face."
Tang Bo took the phone over and said, "Who sang it? This voice sounds familiar to me."
"Li Yu, Brother Tang."
Tang Bo was surprised, "Oh, Director Zhang invited this great god to sing the theme song of the promotional video. I haven't heard the big devil sing for a while, but I am still a fan of hers."
He couldn't bear to watch the MV. He didn't know that he was in the movie. At least he was not in this MV. Disappointed, he returned the phone to Lao Zhu and said casually: "These scenes are all from the park."
Son."
They hang out in the film and television city all year round, and you can tell where they are at a glance.
Lao Zhu went to get his cell phone.
Suddenly, Tang Bo pulled his phone back and checked the progress bar again, "I'm going!"
The brothers raised their heads, "What's wrong?"
Tang Bo remembered that a few days ago, when he was filming a commercial in the film and television city and met Director Zhang's assistant Shu Ge, they were probably filming the MV. The person in the nanny's car was Li Yu, and Jiang Yang got in the car——
"It's a loss, it's a loss."
Tang Bo regretfully slapped his thigh.
He was busy handing out business cards and forgot to ask for Jiang Yang's contact information. Although Li Yu is a singer, this entertainment industry is still a circle. If he can join this line and occasionally perform in MVs, it will also make the brothers more
Some oil and water.
The brothers were baffled. After Tang Bo explained it clearly, Lao Zhu couldn't help but sigh, "Otherwise, Lao Tang is the social butterfly among our group. He would be trying to find a way to support this relationship."
He asked Tang Bo who that young man was, Li Yu.
Tang Bo didn't know, "He is the planner of the advertising company where I shoot commercials."
Lao Zhu pondered, "Li Yu's surname is Li, and his surname is Jiang, so he shouldn't be a relative. Hey--"
He started gossiping, "Hey, could he be Li Yu's boyfriend?"
Tang Bo felt that he really dared to think that Li Yu's boyfriend would work as a planner in an advertising company.
He thought maybe he was a friend or something.
Tang Bo said: "The advertisements he planned are very creative. The rubber product advertisement he planned is the one that I tell you is very sexy. You can take a look after the advertisement is broadcast. I think I did a good job in it."
"Rubber product advertising?"
Several people immediately thought of the pink and ambiguous style.
Lao Zhu was puzzled that Lao Tang, with his figure, could still shoot a commercial for rubber products, "I'm going to go as well."
"roll!."
Tang Bo tossed his hair and said, "When the commercial airs, you'll know why it's me."
He was still waiting for Jiang Yang to call him to inform him.
The late night party dispersed.
Jiang Yang and Li Qingning got into Sister Xia's car, "Sister Xia, didn't you have a drink?"
Sister Xia said she was allergic to alcohol.
Li Qingning drank a little too much. After getting in the car, she leaned on Jiang Yang's shoulder and flipped through her phone.
After this day, the news about her comeback and "Farewell" continued to be hot on the Internet. Now more and more people have realized the subtlety of the lyrics of this song, and it has even caused a quarrel.
Tian Shuang, a well-known lyricist: "Just like 'I can't sleep in spring, I can hear the singing of birds everywhere', once 'Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass and green sky' are born, we will feel that this sentence should be like this. It was born
Before, after it was born, it seemed that it should not be changed. There is a word in the translation called Xin Yada. This word is not Xin Yada for farewell."
Yu Cong, the royal lyricist of the King of Heaven, also did not hesitate to praise this song and Li Yu, "The devil is like a king as soon as he makes a move. The most amazing thing about this song is that it combines classical lyrics with modern pop music.
The combination is natural, smooth, and not jerky. It can be said that in front of this song, all the ancient lyrics and music that have emerged in recent years are! Rubbish!"
Fans below agree.
"Indeed, the ancient style should at least have the same rhymes, concise language, and accurate image expression. What those ancient style lyrics are now are just a pile of wind, flowers, snow, moon, butterfly, sword, Qingming plum, and nonsense without logic."
However, this made some ancient style songwriters and fans unhappy.
"Business blows off each other!"
"Let's collect the money."
"Isn't it interesting to brag? Saying "Farewell" is not the same as stacking."
The debate reached unprecedented heights after an Internet singer named Huatian joined the topic. Huatian became popular on the Internet with his ancient songs. He tweeted: "Ting, Tao, grass, sky, wind, willow,
Flute, sunset, mountains, distant mountains, the end of the world, the corners of the sea, wine, dreams - which one is not a stack of common images? I can fill out ten of this song in one meal!"
"This kid in Huatian is just like this, so tell the truth."
"I support Brother Tian. He can boast a little bit, but he still plays the trick of being praised by fans and scorned by others. A has-been singer is still noble."
"Oh my god, someone finally told the truth. Brother Tian is so brave. They boasted like that just now. I don't have the nerve to say it."
However, they were not happy for long before they were shocked. A big V who often writes poems on Twitter stood up and said, "The first five sentences of "Farewell" are about sending off. They are written realistically, and the farther away they are, the farther away they are.
Five sentences are a farewell. Although people are far or near, they have levels. People use common image combinations and return to the original state to tell a farewell story. It is difficult to understand with a colored pen. "
He also asked @花田 to stack ten songs together, without asking for rhyme, as long as they have a sense of layering and a story line.
Many people showed up in Huatian and invited him to write ten poems over a meal.
Huatian may have really written it, but it didn't bubble up afterwards, but many carps were reluctant to let him go and were building buildings waiting for him to write it.