Jiang Xiaolou was wearing a simple T-shirt, cotton trousers, and slippers, lying on the sofa very casually, with a palm-sized scar on his ankle hanging in the air, which was injured when he was a child.

It's a suburban hillside retreat, remote and quiet. But Jiang Xiaolou is used to and enjoys this feeling of being deserted, he can stay in this house alone forever, and even sometimes he feels that he has nothing to do with this world.

He converted the downstairs into a recording studio, where he recorded most of the songs on the new record, and where he wrote and wrote songs.

Although he is raunchy and sloppy like an ordinary person, no one will deny that he is a good singer, a superstar who only sings ballads, only wants to make his own music, and only wants to sing about his feelings.

He never cared if he could become popular, he just wanted to be himself and tell everyone a real Jiang Xiaolou, a Jiang Xiaolou without any packaging, and a fake Jiang Xiaolou.

But in this way, he has won countless fans, as his fans said, the most touching thing about his songs is that they are rare to see the simplicity, atmosphere, and lightness.

He picked up the tablet and casually strolled around the Huaxia Music Forum, the old golden retriever next to him resting his head on his knees, squinting slightly.

Old...... Jiang Xiaolou wiped his golden retriever's thick head and sighed in his heart.

He knew that it had been so energetic and curious to play all day long. And now, it began to sleep longer and longer. Its nose is no longer so dark and shiny, moist. The hairs on its face began to turn white. He would often put his head on his lap and look at it for a long time, as if he knew that he could not be with him forever.

All this is happening slowly, but he is powerless to change, all this makes him frightened and helpless.

"The purest singing, the most talented mountain teacher!"

In the tablet, a headline came into his field of vision, and he froze, then clicked on the post.

The video screen was still loading, and he first looked at the landlord's introduction to the video screen.

As the title suggests, this video was filmed by a caring team when they donated love in the mountains, and the two children sang two beautiful songs that were not available to the outside world during the live broadcast.

It is speculated that these two songs were composed by a mountain teacher, but unfortunately, this teacher was not interviewed and was not confirmed.

Jiang Xiaolou suddenly became interested, and he was very interested in this kind of song that was the most primitive and could best show his heart.

"That song "Worm Flying" is so good, the song is good, the lyrics are well written, this teacher is very talented!"

"It shouldn't be hype, this arrangement, this lyrics, it's obviously a master's level!"

"Ask for a recorded version, it's a pity that no one listens to this kind of good song. ”

"I dare to say that the talent of this mountain teacher is amazing......!

"Kill most of the songs on the market in seconds, it's a pity not to sing!"

……

Looking at the message, his interest was even greater.

Jiang Xiaolou took a puff of cigarette, let the spicy smoke flow in his lungs, and then escaped happily.

In the past few years, he has hardly left his cigarette, and even though he has strongly felt the effects of smoking on his throat, he still needs this way to relieve his current anxiety.

In addition to the camera and the gaze of strangers, what makes him anxious is his music. In the past few years, he has dedicated 100% of his passion and energy to music, but the more he devotes himself, the more anxious he becomes, and he finds himself lost......

After a slow buffering, the video finally started playing.

The video has been edited, and it begins with a little girl singing with a dirty face but exceptionally pure eyes.

"The dark sky is low, the bright stars are with you, and the insects fly ......"

The clean and clear children's voice suddenly invaded Jiang Xiaolou's ears, and the singing voice full of innocence and kindness touched his heart at once.

In his mind, he had a scene of small fireflies dotting the vast night sky, and the faint light surrounded him, like a sky full of stars, magnificent and magical......

is different from ordinary singers, Jiang Xiaolou has an obvious literary and youthful characteristic: sensitive, fragile, lonely, and twisted.

These qualities have been with him since childhood, like the balloon in the hand of Modiano's child, constantly filled and inflated by the passage of time.

Maybe one day in the future, these balloons will break out of his hands, and he will become a cheerful, hard, warm, easy-going, cute old man.

Before everything happened, Jiang Xiaolou was still as the public saw, struggling in a world wrapped in balloons, no matter how many street corners he turned, his pain would not quickly disappear into the night.

But when he heard this unadorned, most immature and innocent song, he felt extraordinarily quiet, as if he was wrapped in kindness and warmth, and returned to his original state.

Although this song is like a children's song, the emotion with a little sadness, a little warmth, and a little kindness makes him unforgettable.

That is until another high-pitched, roaring voice appeared in his ears in the video.

The last moment was immersed in the innocent and pleasant children's voice, and the next one was woken up by the high-pitched hot voice, and anyone would feel uncomfortable.

So at that moment, Jiang Xiaolou's brows were furrowed.

But gradually, his brow slowly relaxed......

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintances are half scattered, a pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight.

Thousands of wisps of love, a glass of wine, the voice is urging the flute, ask when you will go, don't linger when you come......"

The older I get, the deeper my feelings become.

Once, twice, three times...... Jiang Xiaolou listened repeatedly until he remembered every word of the lyrics.

In the melodious and comfortable, sad but not sad tune, such a scene naturally appeared in his mind: outside the long pavilion, the sunset is slanting, the west wind ancient road, endowed with the ancient grass to say goodbye, Los Angeles smells the flute, the evening breeze breaks the willows, the sunset dusk, the ends of the world, and the turbid wine meets......

Indifferent and calm, silent and warm, farewell, this is the taste!

There is no story in this song, it is all life......

This is the real talent!

Jiang Xiaolou couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he couldn't wait to pick up the guitar and start playing and singing.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, and the sky is ......"

The magnetic slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the "Farewell" played and sung by him was like going through the tempering of the years, and he injected his emotion and understanding into the song, which instantly captured people's hearts.

As his fans say, his voice is so clean and likable, even if he is old, the blood will not be cold......

Once, twice, three times, Jiang Xiaolou kept playing and singing until his voice was hoarse, until he burst into tears......

……

"The stars on TV are disgusting, and I have no doubt that I will be different from them.

Later, in the years when I was inseparable from this industry, I was coerced, half-pushed and half-pushed, and enjoyed the favors, money, and fame it gave me while resisting.

Once complacent, and quite a few years lost in it, addicted to pleasure, unable to extricate himself. Until God took away all the talent and passion that had been given to me. ”

Jiang Xiaolou's last Weibo was like this, he posted it three years ago, he was so unscrupulous and unscrupulous.

And on this day, his Weibo, which had been stopped for a long time, was updated again.

"Farewell...... Even if there is even one such song, as long as I write it, I am willing to die!"

Then, his fans went crazy, and the whole Chinese music scene went crazy!

(End of chapter)