For a musician, a singer, there is no doubt that the voice is important. Listen to songs, listen to songs, listen to songs, even after the arrival of the idol era, pure power still occupies the mainstream of the music scene. To put it simply, having a good appearance condition can certainly add points, and if you don't have it, you can also be red.

However, if you don't have a good voice, then I'm sorry, you can't get along.

But then again, to a certain extent, to become a qualified, even powerful musician and singer, it is not completely impossible to really have a beautiful voice, because the thing of song and music, in the final analysis, what it wants to convey to the listener is feelings.

So, don't look at some people who only have a broken gong voice, but if you really sing a song, it may not be bad, maybe a song can make you cry after listening.

On the other hand, don't look at some people's unique voice conditions, but after many years, he can't be popular!

The root of it lies in feelings.

With feelings, singing can have taste, and with feelings, songs will have the power to move people's hearts.

Therefore, for a successful singer, a keen sense of music and a delicate grasp of emotions are indispensable.

The current Liao Liao, of course, is not yet successful, but there is no doubt that she was selected by the company after only releasing one single and became the target of the next key training, and she obviously has these two points.

In short, she is a musical sensitive.

And the so-called music-sensitive...... A good song is, of course, a song that every ordinary person can be moved by and feel the emotions in the music, but listening to the same song in the ears of a musically sensitive person can feel the resonance of the soul for the first time.

When Liao Liao put on the headphones and pressed the play button, of course, she was a little helpless, a little funny, and a little indifferent.

Originally, you don't have to think about this kind of thing to know the result: she herself learned the piano at the age of eleven, touched the guitar at the age of thirteen, and began to try to compose lyrics and music by herself at the age of sixteen, and she also had the title of so-called "musical talent" very early. However, it doesn't need to be too far away, even if you just look back from the perspective of the present, how many of the songs I wrote when I was sixteen, seventeen or eighteen, and before I graduated from college were mature creations?

Musically, she has always been a proud, even a little arrogant, and even as proud as she is, she feels that there is really nothing she can do with her earlier works.

So, how could she expect anything from a seventeen-year-old high school student's work?

Even in her mind, instead of expecting a seventeen-year-old boy to write any mature works, it is better to imagine that Gu Yulong will suddenly say: Hey, Liao Liao, I like your voice very much, I'll write you a song!

Yes, mature...... In her opinion, the work of the seventeen-year-old boy in this tape does not need to be stunning, even if it is only a little mature, it is already rare.

After all, he was only seventeen years old.

However, when she pressed the play button, she heard a delicate and quiet voice accompanied by the crisp guitar singing slowly: "Can't wipe it off, your tears at that time, the road is too long, you can't recover the ...... forgiveness"

Suddenly, her chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

The tape recorder is an ordinary tape recorder, even if it is a so-called high-end product for reporters to interview, but in fact, it is still an ordinary tape recorder, so the recording quality is really not good, fortunately, the recording quality is not very good, except for the rustling noise brought by the operation of the tape recorder, there is no other abnormal sound to disrupt this calm and sad melody.

So, she opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened a little, and she listened to the voice in the tape recorder and continued to sing: "You are me, unspeakable wounds, I want to forget, and I can't help but think about it, like exile, stumbling all the way, your bondage, unable to release ......"

For more than a minute, she remained motionless.

Qi Jie looked at her with a smile on her face, slowly eating xiaolongbao and drinking hot soy milk.

There was ...... in those eyes. A little smug.

And Huang Wenjuan has also been stunned since Liao Liao suddenly stopped chopsticks. But on the contrary, she couldn't hear any sound at all, and she had no way of knowing what was playing in the tape recorder, just looking at Liao Liao's surprised and shocked expression, she was a little dazed.

"Sister Qi, she'...... Are you alright?" she asked quietly.

Qi Jie shook her head and beckoned her, "Eat! Don't just watch, eat!"

After more than a minute, Liao Liao suddenly came back to her senses, and then, she put down her chopsticks with a snap and reached out to press the rewind button.

Huang Wenjuan was about to reach out and hold the fritters, but she was startled, looked up at her, but saw that although her eyes were blank and unfocused, they were surprisingly shiny, and she looked like she was about to be ecstatic.

Smack, she pressed the stop button and then the play button.

But no, it's not there yet, so I rewind it again, and this time it's okay, and the guitar just sounds.

Liao Liao pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flashing with gluttonous light.

It's still the guitar, it's the same voice, the voice that seems to have a natural melancholy texture, and sings calmly:

"White moonlight, somewhere in my heart,

So bright, yet so cold,

Everyone, there is a period of sadness,

I want to hide, but I want to cover it up.

The white moonlight shines at both ends of the world,

in the heart, but not beside him,

I can't wipe it off, your tears at that time,

The road is too long, and I can't recover forgiveness.

……”

Liao Liao sometimes held his breath, clenched his fists slightly, and sometimes breathed heavily, as if he was running a long distance. The air conditioner in the room was turned on quite well, but after rewinding twice in a row, there seemed to be a slight sweat on her brow and the tip of her nose.

Then, Qi Jie was the first to finish breakfast.

She stood up casually, took the water, boiled the water, took out a small can of green tea, took some and poured it into three teacups, and when the water boiled, she poured the water leisurely to make tea.

It's just that in between doing things, she occasionally glances at Liao Liao.

And whenever this happens, she can't help but smile on her face.

A wisp of fragrance rises in the room.

Finally, although she had been carefully observing Liao Liao's movements, Huang Wenjuan's meal was not large, and she finished eating quickly, seeing Qi Jie handing over a cup of tea, she took it, looked at Liao Liao, and then looked at the temporary small dining table, and asked, "Do you want to wake her up and let her eat a little first?"

Qi Jie smiled, "Why don't you call her to try?"

Huang Wenjuan thought about it, but still shook her head, "Then forget it, once when she was writing a song, I asked her to eat, and she almost killed me...... I really can't, I'd rather go down and buy it for her later!"

With that, she put down her teacup and quickly cleaned up the makeshift dining table.

But suddenly, Liao Liao took off one of his headphones and complained dissatisfied, "What is this!"

Qi Jie and Huang Wenjuan looked back at her at the same time.

Liao Liao shook the headphones in his hand and continued to say dissatisfiedly: "Why does he still sing this kind of song?"

Qi Jie walked over curiously, took the headphone strap and put it on, and as soon as she heard it, she immediately smiled.

The headphones are singing: "When I was seventeen years old, I recalled the bits and pieces of my childhood, but I found that my growth was slowly approaching ......"

So Qi Jie said: "I don't think it's counted! In fact, I think that in many of the songs he wrote, this is the kind of song, which is more like the songs that should be written and sung at his age." ”

Liao Liao frowned, and said a little loudly: "But compared to the one just now, this song is too ordinary! Although the melody and rhythm are still very good, yes, I admit that the potential of this song in the market is by no means worse than the previous one, but ...... And the style is completely different......"

After all, although she frowned, she still patiently listened to the whole song.

However, the next song is still this!

Listening to that song just now, Liao Liao didn't think he had sung it many times at all. Or, even though he sang it many times, she still couldn't help but rewind it and continue to listen to it, but this one was a little unappetizing, so she ...... She fast-forwarded.

But, "snap", the tape went to the head.

She took out the tape and was about to turn it over and continue listening, when Qi Jie suddenly said, "That side hasn't been recorded yet, it's a blank tape." ”

Liao Liao was stunned for a moment, weighed the tape in his hand, and asked her, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Jie turned around, took out the other two tapes from her bag and handed them to her, "I just started recording not long before you came, and I only recorded these, plus a total of seven songs, all here." ”

Liao Liao didn't say a word and took it, only to see that the tape had words written on the reverse side.

The first tape reads: "1. No place for self-containment. On the other side, it reads: "1, good night Jinan, 2, he must love you very much." ”

The second tape reads: "1. He must love you very much, 2. Fortune operator." On the other side, it reads: "1. Fortune operator, 2. I wish you a smooth journey." ”

Plus the two songs I just listened to, well, a total of seven songs, yes.

His fingers hesitated on the two tapes, and Liao Liao first put the tape that said "No place for self-containment".

Then she soon heard the familiar voice, only this time, with a slight sadness and desolation, he sang with some hoarseness:

"I will sleep in the rain tonight,

With the sound of domestic rollers,

With the loud sound of the wound bursting,

Sleep in the rain tonight,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night, all sleepless people.

The wind will go north with the bells of midnight,

With the boy begging in the street,

With broken tires on the side of the road,

Go north with the bells of midnight,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night, all sleepless people,

Good night, Jinan,

Good night, all lonely people.

……”

Suddenly, there seemed to be a powerful electric current coming suddenly, glowing, arcing like a flash, snapping, and hitting her heart!

The whole body was paralyzed!

However, every cell in the body suddenly jumped!

She swallowed nervously, her fingers trembling slightly, and her cheeks flushed faintly!

If the song just now that should be called "White Moonlight" just made her inexplicably excited, then now this song is equivalent to planting a flag directly on the tip of her heart!

She, occupied!