With a guitar and good songs, Li Qian began to worry about where to practice.

The truth of all things in this world is basically the same, no matter how talented you are, study hard and practice more, it is the foundation of success, no matter how good your ability is, you will not practice for three days. is like what is said in "The Oil Seller": I don't have him, only I am familiar with it!

The same goes for music.

Not to mention that although Li Qian was very familiar with this industry in his previous life, he didn't have any achievements to prove his strength from beginning to end, even if he was a successful singer and musician in his last life, he still had to practice in this life.

The hands of the previous life are the hands of the previous life, if you don't practice, can you guarantee that the hands of this life are so flexible?

If you don't practice, how do you know what the characteristics of your voice are in this life?

So here's the problem, usually he needs to go to class, he is out of school, everyone is off work, he can go to bed late at night, but as long as it is past ten o'clock, the music you listen to is noise for people who want to sleep!

Therefore, it is definitely not possible to practice singing at home. And he had nowhere to go but home.

Eventually, he got his idea on the roof of the school building.

In this time and space, China especially advocates natural human rights, which are implemented to students and teachers, that is, to strictly implement the weekend system and the general policy of reducing pressure and burden, so don't look at the students in the second and third years of high school who are about to face the college entrance examination, don't look at it as a decisive battle that determines the direction of their lives, but Saturdays and weekends are still weekends, and they have never taken self-study classes in the morning and evening. In the words of the teachers: if you are still locked in the classroom at night, where will you have the time to play and fall in love?

Therefore, from the end of school on Friday afternoon to the weekend evening, for more than two days, the entire school was completely empty, except for a small number of sports freaks like Liu Qiang and Li Qian before who would go to the school's playground to play ball. In short: practice singing here, and it will definitely not disturb the people!

Even, Li Qian felt that even from Monday to Thursday afternoon, he could stay and practice for an hour, at most, he would go back a little later and eat dinner a little later.

So, the next afternoon, he came to school with a guitar case.

For him now, he can not play the ball, he can not find a girlfriend, and he can not be in a hurry to run a sports car, but the song must be practiced every day!

At half past five in the afternoon, the school bell rang on time.

In less than 20 minutes, more than 2,000 teachers and students in the school were clean.

Li Qian once again politely declined Liu Qiang's invitation to play ball, sat in the classroom for a while after school, and waited until the people were almost gone, he didn't wait for the squad leader to catch up, went out of the door, put on the guitar case and walked upstairs.

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Qi Jie has the habit of staying in the office after school and continuing to read novels for a while.

It is said that when she comes home, she has a better reading environment, but she just likes to stay in the office to read, and always feels that when she comes home, she faces the bookcase on that wall, her father's, her mother's, her own, the party constitution, party history, educational works, philosophical theories, classical masterpieces, and historical tomes...... If you read this kind of novel again, it will seem very frivolous.

That's right, she reads web novels.

Nowadays, for the vast majority of ordinary people, computers are still very rare and expensive, not to mention the Internet, in 1995, the entire domestic Internet users were only one or two million, but there are still things on the Internet. Even the site on the Internet called Summer Chinese Network has begun to try to pay for reading for the first time in the online literature circle this year.

Of course, Qi Jie didn't even hesitate and directly charged a high-level VIP, and the ID was called: TheQueen.

Well, that's right, the queen meant.

She specializes in the female frequency of this website, like a domineering female president, an iron-blooded overlord flower, a cold-blooded overlord, and a scandal announcement: I'm a star, don't mess with me, the queen of the other world...... And so on, it's all her food.

Seeing the cool place, her eyes that are as quiet as a flat lake will always light up with a little fire.

It's just that she's very careful and never lets people see it.

After school today, she was still pretending to prepare for class as usual, and when the teachers had left, she put down her pen, took out her laptop from her bag, plugged it in, and then plugged in the wireless network card.

Internet speeds are as slow as ever, but as long as you're in a good mood, that's not a problem.

As soon as the page of the summer Chinese network opened, she instantly entered a state of excitement, and soon found the half-seen book "I Am the Queen, Don't Love Me" and clicked on it.

But before I could read a few words, a guitar sound came to my ears again.

This is not the first time.

Yesterday afternoon, also after school, when she was hiding in her office reading a novel, she heard the sound of a guitar coming from nowhere. Along with the guitar sound, there is also a boy's shallow chanting. It's just that at that time, Qi Jie was watching and invested, and he didn't care, so he was the background music.

But this time, I don't know if there's something in my heart or what, listening to the sound of the guitar outside, she inexplicably feels a little upset, and she only reads half a chapter, and she hasn't found the emotion to enter the storyline, so she feels a little unbearable.

The sound of the guitar doesn't seem to be too far away, but it can't be heard clearly, but it is sent over misty, and the people who scratch it itch in their hearts, and as for singing, they can't even hear a word clearly.

But the tune ...... Seems pretty good?

Qi Jie was stunned in her seat for a moment, looking at the computer screen, and listening to the lingering sound of the guitar in her ears, but after all, she couldn't suppress her curiosity - she snapped the laptop screen and walked out the door.

Standing in the hallway, the voice was much clearer, but I still couldn't hear any words.

However, it was just the crisp and sad guitar sound, just the gentle tune, that had raised her interest a few points again.

Listen closely, the sound seems to be coming from upstairs?

Qi Jie looked at the empty campus, then tilted her neck to look up, and finally resolutely turned around and closed the office door, and then stepped up to the fourth floor.

Well, it's closer, it should be in the ...... Rooftop.

By the time she reached the fifth floor, her voice was clear, and she could at least hear what the man was singing.

“…………

When I get old,

Are you still with me.

Look at those oaths that lie,

Drift away with the past.

How many people have loved your youthful face,

You can know who is willing to endure the relentless changes of time.

How many people have come and gone back in your life,

You can know that I will be by your side all my life.

…………”

The guitar is crisp in the ear, and the male voice sings high and low.

That kind of faint, unpretentious sadness, Qi Jie subconsciously shuddered when she heard it.

It was as if something had suddenly hit her!

She took a deep breath, lifted her foot slightly, and then gently descended, step by step, slowly stepping onto the final staircase to the rooftop. The light-footed cat, as if he was afraid that one would accidentally disturb the singing upstairs.

Then, her steps became slower and slower.

Suddenly, the guitar stopped abruptly.

Qi Jie immediately stopped there completely, and hung there with half of his feet raised, motionless.

She heard a man's cough, the sound of water, the "snap" of putting down the cup, and then the guitar sounded again.

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving,

I woke up crying.

Watch the night breeze blow across the windowsill,

Can you feel my love.

When I get old,

Are you still with me.

…………”

"This song...... I don't think I've heard it before?" Qi Jie thought about it carefully, and really didn't have any impression of this song, so she didn't think about it anymore, but she couldn't help but nod her head lightly, thinking, "But it's a good song." ”

When the people on the rooftop finished singing this song, and the guitar sound stopped for a while, she became more and more sure of her judgment: this song is indeed very good, and the people upstairs sing it very well.

Of course, she didn't want to go up and disturb people to practice singing, and she didn't want to be known that she stayed at school after school and didn't leave, so she even parked her car outside the school, but she felt that she couldn't read the book for the time being anyway, and it was not bad to listen to the song here. After hesitating, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the steps next to her, and found that they were quite clean, she thought about it, and simply bent down and wiped them on the steps that looked quite clean, and found that they were indeed quite clean, so she sat down carefully.

At this time, the guitar sound had already sounded again, and it was still the same song, and the other party actually sang it from the beginning again.

"It seems that this person should be practicing songs, but there doesn't seem to be any party at school lately? She thought to herself.

The sound of the piano is like a spring, gurgling into the ears.

Qi Jie sat quietly on the steps like a little girl listening to the song, only to feel that everything around her was quiet, and even her heart seemed to have become quiet.

The same song was sung four or five times by the people on the rooftop.

Even a layman like Qi Jie can hear that he seems to be constantly changing the guitar accompaniment, making the same song suddenly sound a little soft, and suddenly sound very rhythmic. Of course, what is also constantly changing is his singing style - what it has become, Qi Jie can't quite say clearly, she just thinks that if she has to describe the change in singing style, it should be: she feels that the person on the rooftop seems to be singing more and more.

That's right, it's just singing.

It seems to be ...... He's becoming more and more adept at using his voice.

Therefore, the more he sings, the more skillful he becomes, and the more he sings, the better it sounds.

Then, the sound of the guitar on the roof stopped again, followed by the sound of coughing and drinking.

When the guitar sounded again, Qi Jie soon found that the other party suddenly changed the song.

"You said you loved lilacs,

Because your name is her.

What a melancholy flower,

O sentimental man!

When the flowers wither,

When the picture freezes,

What a delicate flower,

But he can't hide from the wind and rain.

A life of drifting and shaking,

How many beautifully woven dreams,

In such a hurry you are gone,

Leave me to worry about for the rest of my life.

The grave is full of flowers,

What a beauty you desire,

Behold the mountains and fields,

Do you still feel lonely?

Listen, someone is singing,

That song you love the most,

How much complexity is there in the world,

You don't have to worry about it anymore.

……”

It's just as good as the one just now!

The more Qi Jie listened, the more interested she became, and the more she listened, the more she felt that it sounded good, and she closed her eyes unconsciously.

She likes to listen to songs, but she doesn't know anything about music theory or anything, she just thinks it's good and is willing to listen to it over and over again, because the people on the roof sing are singing that she has never heard before.

Listening to such a beautiful and soothing song, with a little sadness, unconsciously, she felt as if her whole heart was empty, and her mood was getting better and better unconsciously.

This feeling made her more and more fascinated by it.

When the other party stopped again, Qi Jie opened his eyes and found that the sky had actually begun to darken, especially in the corridor, which had become dim and yellow, and it seemed that it would be dark in the next moment.

Raising her wrist to look at the time, she was startled, the time was already 6:20, that is to say, she had been sitting here and listening for more than half an hour! Although the people on the roof had no intention of leaving, she knew that she could not listen any longer, and then she stood up and carefully walked downstairs while the people on the roof had not yet discovered themselves.

…………

The novel is definitely unreadable, but Qi Jie's mood is surprisingly good, once she returns to the office on the third floor, she even starts to hum after not being heard, and what she sings is the song she heard just now.

I packed up my things and was about to go downstairs, but my mobile phone rang suddenly.

She was startled, and subconsciously connected the phone for the first time, and glanced worriedly in the direction of the roof that she couldn't see at all, and then found that it was actually the familiar number, and couldn't help frowning regretfully.

"Hey, Xiaojie, I'm in Dongcheng Hotel, I'm having dinner with customers, we're going to KTV later, do you want to come over and play for a while?"

"Well, I'm not going, right? You better concentrate on accompanying the customer, I'm going, how inconvenient it is for you!"

He laughed twice on the other side of the phone and said, "There is no other program today, just singing, come here!"

Qi Jie showed a struggling expression on her face, but in the end, she still squeezed out a smile and said, "Oh, that's it, okay, then I'll go over after eating later." ”

…………

Hanging up the phone, Qi Jie couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt that all the good mood just now was gone.

She picked up her notebook bag, locked the door and went downstairs, and when she was about to go down to the second floor, she subconsciously stopped and looked up: it was several floors away, and she couldn't hear anything at all, but it was ethereal, she just felt that the people on the roof should still be playing the piano and singing.

"I don't know which class it is, and I don't know which girl is going to be impressed this time......"

She shook her head, sighed, and with a helpless wry smile on her face, she turned to go downstairs.