Li Ru took Lin Wanxiang back to the broadcast room and started gossiping.
"Senior Lin, I've been surprised for a long time. You are so pretty and there are not many boys chasing you in school... I finally saw you today, and there are more than one!" Li Ru is a very ordinary little girl. She and Lin Wanxiang have known each other for almost half a year.
It's time.
In the past six months, Li Ru had never seen any suitors around Lin Wanxiang. According to her high school experience, a beautiful girl like Lin Wanxiang should always be able to attract a lot of reckless boys.
right.
"I really haven't thought about love."
Lin Wanxiang shook her head helplessly. She did not tell Li Ru that when she was a freshman, she suffered for a long time because of the boys who pursued her.
But after the principal dragged all the boys in Class 217 to the playground and whipped their corpses, there were far fewer people who dared to take advantage of her. But Chen Danlin was the type of student who was not afraid of offending the principal. As for the sender... Lin Wanxiang didn't know who he was.
Are you afraid of offending the principal?
"Sister Lin, it's really boring not to fall in love in college. Everyone else is writing love letters to you. There are really very few boys who are willing to calm down and write love letters these days!"
Li Ru was trying her best to say good things to the boy who wrote the love letter. The biggest reason was that the love letter was given by Zhao Hanwei, so Li Ru imagined that the writer of this love letter was as handsome as Zhao Hanwei.
If Qiu Yuan came to give it away, this girl would most likely say, 'Otherwise we just take one look at it and throw it away.'
"This kind of thing is not as romantic as you think. I have received many letters from boys before, but most of them can't write letters, so it reads a bit like a primary school student's composition." Lin Wanxiang said.
"The most important thing is the feeling, right?" Li Ru asked with some confusion, "If Senior Zhao writes a love letter to me, I will definitely be moved to death."
Lin Wanxiang smiled but did not answer. Unlike Li Ru who read love letters to see whether the person who wrote the love letters was good-looking or ugly, Lin Wanxiang read love letters in her freshman year to see the writing style.
Her artistic accomplishment and aesthetics are much higher than those of ordinary college students. Lin Wanxiang's hobby since childhood has been reading the works of the world's literary giants.
Under the influence of these world-class literary masters, when Lin Wanxiang read the love letters written by these college students, it really felt like watching a group of kindergarten children misbehaving.
At that time, Lin Wanxiang’s mind was filled with thoughts such as ‘That’s it?’ ‘What kind of rubbish writing style do you have?’ ‘The quotation here is wrong.’ and other thoughts.
It can be said that using a love letter to express one's feelings to Lin Wanxiang is the most suicidal way.
Now...another suicide attack hero has arrived.
"Starry Sky." Lin Wanxiang silently recited the work Qiu Yuan had painted before, and then opened the envelope with anticipation.
Lin Wanxiang thought that since Qiu Yuan could paint such a peerless painting as "Starry Sky", his literary accomplishments must also be good.
But the reality disappointed her.
"This doesn't seem to be a love letter. There are only two or three lines of words, and there are typos..."
Li Ru watched secretly from behind. The handwriting of the writer was indeed very beautiful, but what he wrote was very simple. What made Li Ru most funny was that the writer seemed to have written a wrong word at the end, and used water-based
The pen drew a black circle and wrote an extra right next to it.
Qiu Yuan was no longer considered a suicide attack. He was killed by Lin Wanxiang before he even left the house.
Lin Wanxiang was disappointed, but what Qiu Yuan wrote was indeed not a love letter, and the meaning expressed was very simple.
Yesterday, I saw that the girl was like a heavenly being. When I couldn't sleep all night, I wrote a song to comfort my loneliness. Now I will give this song to you, girl. I hope to see you again in the library today.
"He really wrote a song for you." Li Ru muttered as she read the contents of the letter, but halfway through the sentence she lost consciousness and covered her mouth.
Fortunately, Lin Wanxiang did not notice the abnormality in Li Ru's words.
When Zhao Hanwei asked her about Lin Wanxiang yesterday, Li Ru had a hunch that the boy who wanted to pursue Lin Wanxiang would most likely write a song for her.
In Li Ru's eyes, this is also a suicide attack!
A song written by a college student and recorded in one night...
No matter how you think about it, it can't be compared with the pop songs that Wanxiang-senpai often listens to.
Maybe Wanxiang-senpai is looking at that kind of intention?
When Li Ru wasn't paying attention, Lin Wanxiang had already inserted the USB flash drive into the computer in the school broadcast room. There was only one MP3 file named "Simple Love" in the USB flash drive.
When Lin Wanxiang clicked on the file, Li Ru had already closed her eyes and did not dare to look at it, or she should cover her ears.
Because the works played and sung by college students are really chilling.
This is like the boy who confessed his love holding a bouquet of flowers and standing with sincerity in the cold wind downstairs of the girl's house. As a result, the girl ended up having a luxurious party with a group of big shots upstairs.
This is too miserable for the boy.
Li Ru expected that the opening of this song should be a noisy background sound, because there are no professional recording equipment in college dormitories, and the soundtrack should only be a guitar. As for the singing...it is lucky that it can not go out of tune in the middle!
But there was no noisy background sound. The light sound of a drum kit came from the speakers in the broadcast room first, and then there was a pleasant percussion rhythm.
"I can't explain why, but I became very proactive."
When the first line of the song was sung, Li Ru was stunned on the spot, and even the confused expression on Lin Wanxiang's face gradually turned into a little shock.
"I want to hold your hand like this and never let go."
Li Ru's body couldn't help but tremble slightly when she heard the relaxed and happy rhythm of the whole song. Li Ru swore that if she heard this song somewhere, such as a music discovery or private FM, she would definitely click on it immediately.
Let’s talk about the collection cycle day and night!
When "Simple Love" was played for the first time, Li Ru listened carefully for a long time, trying to find the mistakes in it, but there was no...
There are no voice-overs or noises, and the singer's performance is superb. It may sound simple to ordinary people, but Li Ru also has a level of appreciation.
This song is indeed very simple, but if you want to bring out the perfect rhythm of "Simple Love", the singer must have this sense of rhythm when singing.
Perfect, this is the comment Li Ru can think of, as if this is how the song should be sung.
This song combines all the perfect factors. Listening to this song made Li Ru feel very happy. The sweetness in her heart made her want to go directly to Zhao Hanwei to express her love!
"What do you think?" Lin Wanxiang asked.
"It's so... so amazing. The person who wrote the song must have spent a lot of energy and time!" Li Ru said.
"Is it troublesome to write like this?" Lin Wanxiang had no idea about writing songs.
"It's very troublesome! And it's very difficult. First of all, it takes a long time to learn the arrangement, and you also have to find a special recording studio for tuning and harmony effects. If that boy really wrote this song specifically for you, Senior Lin, he must like it very much.
You, at least...are sincere!"
If Li Ru received such a little love song, she would definitely be moved to tears on the spot.
Lin Wanxiang was not moved to tears, but she had a general idea in her heart.
She played "Simple Love" again, and then took out the notebook and pen she had used when communicating with Qiu Yuan in the library.
"Sister Lin, what are you doing?" Li Ru asked curiously.
"Remember the lyrics."
Lin Wanxiang began to carefully record the lyrics of "Simple Love", which once again made Li Ru's girly heart overflow.
"I also memorized lyrics when I was in junior high school, and I even memorized a whole notebook! But I can't find that notebook now." Li Ru said next to her, "Sister Lin, did you memorize the lyrics of "Simple Love"... that
Do you mean it?"
The meaning Li Ru refers to is the meaning of accepting confession.
"No, this is the notebook where I record inspiration." Lin Wanxiang flipped through the first few pages of the notebook in her hand, and Li Ru found that there were excerpts of lyrics from other songs and some sentences on the first few pages.
The notebook Lin Wanxiang uses is a loose-leaf notebook, which is the kind of notebook that can be fastened with a coil so that the paper can be taken out at any time.
This notebook is obviously old, and the cover looks a little dated.
"So it turns out that Senior Sister Lin used to listen to so many unpopular songs to get inspiration for painting?" Li Ru understood what Lin Wanxiang meant, and then she discovered that when Lin Wanxiang was memorizing the lyrics of "Simple Love", she was writing down the page
The number is very low.
Records with higher page numbers have been retained longer and are more important to Lin Wanxiang.
"Sister Lin, why did you write down the lyrics of Simple Love so late?"
"Because the lyrics of this song are too simple, it may not be of much help to me in finding inspiration." Lin Wanxiang chose to answer truthfully.
"So...what would be most helpful?"
"Ancient Poetry."
Lin Wanxiang flipped through the notebook in her hand and showed Li Ru what she remembered most, which were the ancient quatrains passed down from ancient times to the present.
