Sun Jichao strides and stands, pressing the chords with his left hand, plucking the strings with a brisk and smooth rhythm with his right hand, the music rushing out of the guitar sound hole, and his voice intersperses the melody when the melody reaches a high place.

"In the red dust, there are always many senseless chases and delusions......"

"Girl, girl, please don't be sad...... Is there a window that keeps you from despairing......"

"Take a look at the world of flowers, it turns out that a dream is ......"

This is a widely sung ballad, from a singer named Zhang Yang, although this simple, but the melody is bright and sad but not sad The song directly made him a household name, and it is almost a must-have track for KTV at present.

Cheng Ran felt that no matter how Sun Jichao was, this kid sang this song...... It's actually quite nice. It's just a little less contagious.

Secondly, seeing the people around him humming softly, he immediately had a feeling that he was illiterate...... One explanation for illiteracy is that it is incapable of recognizing the symbols of modern society, which is indeed ...... I haven't heard of it.

After Sun Jichao's singing began, in a private room in the southeast direction, three girls in their early twenties were having dinner here, the girl's temperament and appearance were quite outstanding, and the waiter frequently looked sideways when ordering and pouring tea, but he was relieved to see the school emblem of "Chuanyin Shanhai Campus" pinned to the chest of one of the girls.

As a native of Xichuan, the name of Xichuan Conservatory of Music is well-known, and the Chuanyin Shanhai Campus is also the first branch of this academy to open, and it has also walked out of some well-known musicians in China, who have a pivotal position, or are becoming rising stars.

It's just that this school is usually very strictly managed, and the closed teaching is not often seen by students from this college.

Of course, this group of girls is already graduates this year, and everyone is talking about internships, graduation destinations and ideals. It's also a casual meal in the same bedroom.

When Sun Jichao started playing and singing, several girls here kept talking.

"Oh, you actually play and sing this song...... Although this song is rotten on the street, it is still difficult to play and sing...... Bet it, there will be problems because you can't press it, and the timbre will be stuffy......" A girl wearing a sleeveless denim jacket, ethnic minority blood, slightly high cheekbones, and a well-defined face said casually, but her eyes had already fallen on the girl in the blue skirt among them, "Hazelnut, you still follow your father's wishes, become a teacher?"

Another woman in a suspender skirt next to her stretched out her slender fingers, "Bet on twenty." If you can play this song, at least you still have confidence, don't rely on your profession and look down on today's middle school students...... What kind of person is Hazelnut's father, an old pedant, an old professor of classical music in southern Sichuan! Can she have a choice? The major is classical music, and classical music is the most beautiful, but can she eat it now, the choice is narrower, and now that we have graduated from these art majors, what can we do if we don't want to change careers? Like you entering the song and dance troupe, or do I plan to go to the capital to find some roadshow opportunities to test the water? Let's be realistic, I remember that in the previous generations of our senior brothers and sisters, there were very few who could stay in school as counselors, or go to art groups, or go to residencies, reselling musical instruments? ”

"But it seems that it is feasible to enter public institutions, I heard that many public institutions have special places to recruit art school graduates, some for corporate culture, some for indicators, but just for the elderly. ”

"What we worked so hard to learn, the result is just to mix indicators, in fact, it's quite frustrating to say......"

The woman in the strap skirt stretched out her hand and pointed at the woman in the blue skirt, "It's still the path that Hazelnut's father chose for her to be safe, teaching and educating people, although it is a non-art school, but there are always many students in those schools who take the art route to take the university entrance examination, just her Sichuan Yin's graduation certificate, she can earn a lot of small class fees every year." It's actually pretty good......"

Known as "Hazelnut", the blue-dressed, girl in the blue dress, who is considered to have the best temperament and appearance, wears a hair ring, black hair hangs down her shoulders, and her obsidian-like unfathomable eyes are placed in the middle school student's singing, and she seems to pay no attention to the communication of her peers.

After a moment, she turned her head, pointed to the other end, and smiled, "Improvisational singing is the most attractive word for 'improvisation', which makes it easy to immerse people in the situation and enhance expressiveness." In fact, the big horizontal press you bet on, or the melodic rotation that he followed the real problem, these mistakes are actually not so fatal, in music, beauty is the first decisive factor. No matter how correct the melody is, if the music does not sound beautiful and expressive, a song or tune has no meaning. ”

"Yes, yes, you're right! Who called you the most powerful Qin Xizhen among us!" The girl in the denim jacket waved her wrist, took out a twenty yuan bill from her wallet, and handed it to the girl in the suspenade skirt, "That student didn't have a problem pressing the big horizontal press, but the back sweep still went wrong." Or Nishizhen said, the most important thing about a piece is not correctness, but expressiveness...... These students have not yet grasped this essence, so there is still a gap in the ears of us majors...... However, it's good to be young......"

A few girls looked at the other side, they were also at the time of graduation, but they were just graduating from art colleges and going their separate ways, and it was a practical problem to enter the society to work hard to earn money and support themselves.

Qin Xizhen accepted the family's arrangement to be a music teacher, Wang Keyi went to the capital to set up a studio with a friend to go to the cave to receive commercial performances, and Du Ni was ready to go to the Rongcheng Song and Dance Troupe to participate in the audition.

Looking at the graduation of these young people now, they more or less remembered the years and were immersed in nostalgia.

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"What wine can't wake up, what pain can't be forgotten......"

"Don't be sad, girl...... Walking forward, it is impossible to look back. ”

Accompanied by a series of agitated movements with rapid plucked strings, Sun Jichao's playing and singing faded in the aftertaste. He moved his fingers again, and clicked a small string of end notes that he had added, and at this time the three women in the box looked at each other and smiled, these students were handsome and handsome, but they seemed to be somewhat exaggerated.

There was applause all around, someone whistled, Du Yuting blushed, and looked at Sun Jichao from time to time, and his eyes seemed to be occupied by this cool figure.

Yu Xiao also applauded, and when Cheng Ran looked at it, this friend smiled and said, "When I chanted your poems, it was indeed because they praised Sun Jichao's stinky feet. Now applaud, you see, Du Yuting, who hated you just now, is now completely attracted by Sun Jichao, how much firepower does this help you transfer! You are not afraid of being cut with a thousand knives with your eyes now. ”

Cheng Ran laughed dumbly. But that seems like a good thing......

He is like a big demon king, and in the youth of others, Prince Charming like Sun Jichao stepped on him to the top and lifted the haze in the hearts of people and girls, isn't it also a plot that recalls it perfectly many years later.

It's just that he became a villain.

Villains are villains.

It's just that Cheng Ran looked at Jiang Hongshao leaning forward and backwards with a smile, and obviously saw this, which made people's teeth itch.

Just when Cheng Ran was looking at Jiang Hongshao, something suddenly blocked his gaze.

He moved his gaze, Sun Jichao was under the gaze of countless people, the zippered sportswear was open, revealing the good-looking T-shirt inside, one hand in his pocket, the other hand holding the guitar with one hand, in the eyes of a group of girls "Wow!" The handsome came to Cheng Ran, and then the right hand holding the guitar stretched out, covering Cheng Ran's gaze.

The guitar was handed to Cheng Ran.

The gaze is arrogant, chic and provocative, and it is "to you, you will also have a song".

Yu Xiao crooked the corners of his mouth, this is simply a killing! Your Prince Charming is cheap, flowers and applause are not enough...... Why do you still want to watch Cheng Ran make a fool of himself?

Okay, you're right! Cheng Ran, let's go!

Like Yu Xiao, the ones who know Cheng Randi clearly are the friends in the compound.

It's not that Cheng Ran can't play the guitar, but that all of them know that Cheng Ran knows some fur, someone ran a music class in a shop rented out by Huatong Company, and there was a free time for five courses, Cheng Ran spent dozens of dollars to buy the most entry-level guitar and listened to the free five courses, and later took it out and played a song in front of Yang Xia when he was gathering in the big courtyard.

A large number of people were originally in high spirits, but after turning it over, Cheng Ran would only play the song "Two Tigers", can you bear it? At that time, Yang Xia's face was a black line.

People are not stupid to teach music, can you expect to learn all the songs in the free class, and it is good to be able to play the small songs of "Two Tigers"!

Later, they saw the guitar at Cheng Ran's house, and it had long been dusted under the bed.

Right now...... Liu Ying really wants to go over and warn Cheng Ran, warn you not to take the guitar, I don't want to be dominated by the horror of "Two Tigers" back then!

Cheng Ran looked at Sun Jichao.

Sun Jichao stared at Cheng Ran, the last time when Jiang Hongshao was present, he was stolen by Cheng Ran in the poetry meeting, he has always been obsessed, of course he will not let go of this moment.

"Do you really want to compare?" Cheng Ran narrowed his eyes.

The corners of Sun Jichao's mouth curled, "You can also be a deserter!" This sentence seems to be a joke, but it has successfully caused a commotion.

"I don't compare you to you. Cheng Ran smiled, there was no psychological burden.

Sun Jichao immediately had the urge to smash the guitar.

But immediately, the guitar in his hand was caught by Cheng Ran.

"I don't compare you to you. But I'll still have a song, this song, no one will give it, to yesterday, well, countless yesterdays in the past. ”

Cheng Ran took the guitar and swung sideways in front of him, but his elbow was pulled.

Turning his head, Yu Xiao pleaded with a face, "Don't play "Two Tigers", please ......"

Liu Ying stretched out her left palm and covered her face.

Yao Beibei glared at Yang Xia with a look of resentment, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, Cheng Ran would have learned how two tigers could run fast?"

"How can I be blamed for this......"

"This song is probably this world...... Oh, you haven't heard. Besides, it's called ...... The story of time. ”

"What......" Liu Ying was stunned.

Yang Xia looked over.

It's not "Two Tigers"......

When Cheng Ran stood up, the sounds of the surrounding coaxing gradually became quieter.

Cheng Ran straightened the guitar in a good manner, and stroked it with his hand on the strings, although he hadn't touched it for a long, long time, the sense of familiarity could still penetrate from the depths of his soul and extend into the deep memory of his muscles.

His right hand plucked the strings at random, and a few simple chords fluttered out.

It's really good. Sun Jichao was stunned for a moment, but it was just a simple chord.

Yu Xiao looked at Cheng Ran from the side, and suddenly had an ominous premonition. The same was true before the last time I saw the Culture Wall.

In the chord reverberation, Cheng Ran's voice descended when everyone was gently holding their breath.

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the sunset in winter...... Melancholy youth, when I was young, I used to think this ignorantly......

The windmill is in the song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, its daily circulation, and in the poems of the wind and snow, I am growing up year after year.

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Yellowed photos, old letters, faded Christmas cards, songs written for you when you were young, I'm afraid you've long forgotten them.

The vows of the past are like the colorful bookmarks in the textbook, depicting how many beautiful poems, but after all, they are a puff of smoke.

The story of flowing water that takes away time has changed everyone, and it is in that sentimental, and the first tears of youth ......"

Sun Jichao, who was beside Cheng Ran, grew his mouth little by little, like a koi feeding in a pond.

Yang Xia clasped his hands together at some point, listening to this ballad that he had never heard before, and clenched it very tightly.

Liu Ying and Yao Beibei listened and watched, and the people were in a state of slight dizziness.

Jiang Hongshao was over there, a pair of pupils staring at him, very quiet.

At this moment, except for the singing, everything is silent.

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When!When!When!I will release what I think is the version of the song sung by Cheng Ran on the WeChat platform.

Yesterday, you said "Sing a little cute song for the girls in the whole school...", or you are steady.