"I'm on top of RB's Tokyo Tower right now. ”

At this moment, Jin Zhong filmed Yan Huang, Yan Huang straddled the guitar and pointed down, and Jin Zhong also took a timely picture of seeing the night view of Tokyo from Tokyo Tower.

The camera turned again, Yan Huang looked at the camera attentively, and said with a chuckle: "Sister, I'm in RB now." I used to say that I wanted to come to Tokyo Tower together, but now I'm the only one. ”

After a moment of silence, Yan Huang spoke: "So I had another inspiration and wrote a song." Listen to it. It's a regret that you couldn't come with me, and a memorial to the fact that I came here for you. ”

The people around seemed to start watching because it wasn't Japanese.

And he looks younger and more handsome than the uncle just now.

Several Chinese speakers came over: "Compatriots?" "So familiar?"

Suddenly, a few young people screamed: "Yan Huang?!" "Is it Yan Huang?!"

When Yan Huang heard it, he smiled and compared his heart over there.

Several of the younger ones were smiling and coming back.

Jin Zhong found a good lens, and he could shoot Yan Huang and the night view of Tokyo.

Yan Huang said to everyone: "Sing a song, I hope you like it." ”

There were even tourists who applauded, which of course attracted other RB people or foreign tourists. Come and see.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal ~ Pedal ~"

The guitar intro sounded, and everyone fell silent. Because just watching the prelude is played, it's fascinating. Many people even opened their mobile phones to take pictures like Kim Joong.

When Yan Huang spoke, his voice disappeared. He was the only one singing and guitar in this corner.

Even if there are more and more people around.

"The first view in Tokyo Tower"

"Look at the light imitation, the falling starlight"

"I finally arrived, but sadder"

"One person completes, our dreams"

No one thinks it's too special when it comes to singing, it's just a narrative. I just heard him talk to his mobile phone before singing, and I also understand, at least the understanding of domestic tourism, who this is agreed with, but he didn't come together but came here by himself, a little regretful and sentimental.

At least the song itself isn't particularly upbeat.

"You always say, there's still a lot of time, you can wait for me"

"I didn't understand before, not necessarily tomorrow, there will be a future"

Singing this, Yan Huang paused. Take a deep breath and close your eyes gently.

Everyone seemed to understand what he was feeling. Listen more carefully.

"Missing is a pain that breathes, it lives in all corners of my body"

"It hurts to hum the song you love, it hurts to read your letter, and it hurts to be silent"

"Regret is the pain of breathing, it flows back and forth in the blood"

"It hurts if you regret not being intimate, you will hurt if you don't understand it, and it hurts the most if you can't see it."

Everyone clapped their hands lightly, with surprise and emotion.

Just listening to it is enough to feel the pain and sadness of that longing.

It turns out that there can really be singing that resonates with you and empathizes. You can play and sing to yourself anywhere.

However, everyone was silent, because the singing continued.

"I haven't seen your face, and I have been sad"

"What a lonely stubbornness that is"

"You demolished the walls and let me wander"

"Wait for me where you are, bind yourselves to me"

"If you don't say it, you will also be weak and need to rely on me"

"I pretend I don't know, move freely, and live by myself"

When everyone thought that he was going to take a deep breath and close his eyes again, Yan Huang suddenly paused and looked at the night scene with his back to the camera.

Everyone was puzzled, but the attentive people noticed that he seemed to have a movement to wipe the corners of his eyes.

When I looked back, it was as if nothing had happened, and I couldn't see any tears in the corners of my eyes. On the contrary, the smile on the face makes people feel that the smile is so sad. But there is no evidence.

"Missing is a pain that breathes, it lives in all corners of my body"

"It hurts to hum the song you love, it hurts to read your letter, and it hurts to be silent"

"Regret is the pain of breathing, it flows back and forth in the blood"

"It hurts if you regret not being intimate, you will hurt if you don't understand it, and it hurts the most if you can't see it."

The tempo suddenly slows down and the guitar accompaniment stops.

Yan Huang sang: "I swear not to lie again, I will hold you as tightly as I love you"

"My smile is fake, my soul seems to be floating, it's good that you're here"

The pace picks up again: "I swear not to keep you waiting, to accompany you to do whatever you want"

"I'm more and more like a shell, I'm afraid of being touched, it's good if you come back"

The guitar is strummed for a long time, slowly falling back in tempo until the accompaniment disappears.

"Can you do it all over again...... Then ~good~~"

The end note is very long, and with the breeze that starts at some point, it dissipates into the night view of Tokyo Tower.

"Oh~~"

"Papapapa~"

"Sku Ichi~"

"Sbarasi~"

"Long live my glory!!"

"Oh oh ~ "

After a long silence, it seemed to feel the aftertaste, and then there was no unexpected applause and praise.

Yan Huang politely thanked him and returned the guitar to the singer. He also gave a thumbs up and said a few words to Yan Huang, Jin Zhong translated, anyway, it was a compliment.

If you want to take a group photo, let's compare your hearts together. There were also tourists chatting and asking together, but Yan Huang just laughed and didn't respond too much. In the end, he said goodbye politely to Jin Zhong and left here.

As a result, a thirty-year-old man caught up with a work sign. It seems to be a staff member of one of the TV stations here.

Kim Joong helped translate and asked him if he would be interested in performing or recording songs in the past, as well as signing with a brokerage company.

It's a bit of a pity to know that he is a pure loyal man and not an RB person who knows Chinese. But they still left each other's business cards.

Instead, Jin Zhong asked if he could visit the TV station, and the other party politely agreed. But there must be some rules to follow.

Not today, just wait for tomorrow.

When we went back together, it was customary for Yan Huang to post a video of this song to Weibo.

"I'll just say it. ”

Jin Zhong is still there, and the two of them are in a hotel room this time.

looked at Yan Huang and said: "In RB, there is no such thing as leaving if you don't understand it in Korea." ”

Yan Huang put down his phone and asked: "Anyway, he knows that I am a loyal countryman, so he regrets giving up inviting me." Do you dislike loyal people?"

Jin Zhong smiled: "Don't be so sensitive. Then you will definitely return to China for development, and Japan and South Korea have strong commonality in each other's entertainment circles, but in China, they generally only go to South Korea as trainees, and rarely go to RB for development. I feel that you are unlikely to stay, so I don't force it. ”

Yan Huang nodded, and suddenly Jin Zhong's mobile phone rang.

picked it up and connected, and came over with a smile not long after: "My classmate called me." Say that videos of you singing on the street in South Korea have been circulating. The click rate on the tubing is also super high. However, it is a pity that domestic netizens can't get over the wall and don't use those foreign social software, otherwise the click rate will be higher. ”

Yan Huang smiled and didn't speak.

Jin Zhong spoke: "That's right. There are also people who inquire and can't find you. said that there was a brokerage company that wanted to ask you to invite songs. Words they fill in themselves. ”

Yan Huang frowned: "Don't you look down on lyric songs, don't you look down on our domestic music scene?"

Jin Zhong smiled: "Yes." But there will also be people who know the goods. Although he may still not think it is that remarkable. ”

Yan Huang was silent.

Jin Zhong asked, "Do you need me to help you get in touch?"

Yan Huang shook his head: "No." I won't write songs for them......"

Pause: "At least not yet." ”

Jin Zhong didn't say much. But Yan Huang smiled: "I have an idea. ”

Jin Zhong nodded: "You say." ”

Yan Huang spoke: "I will compose according to their music style and words in the future, a pure Korean song, but it is written by a purer loyal countryman." Convince them of it. ”

Jin Zhong was surprised: "You ......"

Jin Zhong smiled and said: "Just because people don't pay much attention to your works? RB is okay, you don't need to be so serious......"

Yan Huang shook his head: "Master Yi's long skills to control Yi." Learn from the entertainment industry of Japan and South Korea, combined with the national conditions of our own market, and slowly catch up with and surpass them in the future. ”

Yan Huang blinked: "That's what you said." I'm going to break the dimensional wall!!"

Just suddenly stunned, Yan Huang lay on the bed: "But I'm not in the mood now, sleep!"

Jin Zhong couldn't cry or laugh, and didn't say anything more.

Just looking at his back, I always felt that he was not joking, and at the same time, I also inexplicably believed that he could do it.