Xiao Han's hand shook, and those documents almost fell to the ground! She quickly clicked on another single, only to find that the two most popular title songs in the entire album were from the same name.

Xiao Chen?!

It can't be a duplicate name, right?

"Your brother, what a pure pervert. ”

Xiao Han didn't know how to describe Xiao Chen anymore, and when she thought of Xiao Chen's all-terrain slippers, it was really difficult for her to associate the musical ghost with him.

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Wang Xuanfei is a Beipiao who came to Shangjing for his musical dream, and after five years of wandering, he formed a band with a few friends, singing folk songs in Houhai every day, and has a small group of fans.

It's a pity that their works have been ignored, and the money they usually earn is also invested in music. Other friends, after five years, will either get married and have children in their hometown, or have a small success in their careers.

Thirty-year-old Wang Xuanfei made a decision to leave Shangjing, leave the music he loved, and return to his hometown in the south to find an ordinary job.

When he said the word disband to a few of his band mates, God knows how much pain he felt in his heart.

At this time, he carried his guitar on his back, raised his head, looked at the huge clock on Shangjing Station, and the crowd of people, and suddenly felt a sharp heartache.

Five years ago, it was also here, he carried a guitar on his back and had nothing, but he came here with passion and dreams, and now, is he going to leave so disgraced?

"Brother Fei, we don't object if you want to go back, everyone has their own life, I listened to a song today, I will share it with you, I have drifted north for five years, I hope everyone will not regret it. ”

Wang Xuanfei looked at the micro-news, the name of the song, and floated to the north.

"The journey of dreams, I left my hometown, with a bag on my shoulder, filled with dreams for the future, and I, like you, also come from afar, doing ordinary work and wandering away from home. ”

Nowadays, fast food music is in the ascendant, and no one is exempt from vulgarity, but the seemingly ordinary first sentence of this song captured Wang Xuanfei's heart.

Because, isn't it singing itself?

"How many people want their lives to be better, to change their history, and to put less pressure on their parents. ”

"Every time I celebrate the holidays, I miss my parents, and I can't go home because my dream has not been realized!"

A strong and explosive voice seemed to bring Wang Xuanfei to that green years, allowing him to see himself full of dreams and enthusiasm.

Once upon a time, wasn't he also like the man in this song, full of ambition for the future, not succumbing to his fate, and stubbornly resisting?

Where is that flying self, that arrogant self, that self full of personality?!

"I float to the north, don't ask my hometown, the towering ancient walls can't stop the sorrow!"

"I drifted to the north, whether my family was okay or not, the heavy bags on my shoulders, full of melancholy, and the last hope. ”

The lyrics, like a heavy hammer, hit his heart, and also reminded him of the days and nights when he and his band members studied music in the basement!

They rejoice in every note and rejoice in every inspiration.

Is that self already dead?!

"If you have a dream, let go of it, because only by fighting can you change your fate, fight!"

After a song, Wang Xuanfei had already burst into tears, he suddenly felt that he was a bastard, why did he leave a few brothers in the crowded Beijing without saying a word?

Why did he give up the dream of several people to bear together!

Crowds come and go, in the big city, people looked at this man who suddenly cried strangely, Wang Xuanfei wiped a handful of tears, and posted a sentence in the silent WeChat group.

"Brother, I'm hungry and want to eat shabu mutton, who invited me to go to the south gate to eat shabu shabu?"

The group was quiet for a while, and then messages popped up.

"What's the matter, Brother Fei, aren't you going back to QN County?"

"What are you going back for, raising bamboo rats?"

After Wang Xuanfei finished speaking, he didn't know that on the other end of the phone connected by WeChat, several brothers also cried, and they waved their arms fiercely.

"You're thirty years old, can you still sing? We're all thinking about whether to change the lead singer, why do you have to invite this meal?"

Wang Xuanfei smiled, he knew that this was the brothers making fun of himself, and he quickly went back.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll please I'll please, what's wrong with thirty, Lao Tzu will always be young!"

He put down the phone and silently thought about the next sentence.

Forever, tears in my eyes!

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At the beginning, Deng Xueqi's fans were crazy about loving this song when they died, but they soon found that the meaning contained in the other song seemed to be better.

One is a rock love song, and the other is a rap~ pop mix song full of inspiration and blood!

Dreams are always the most precious thing in people's hearts, and with the forwarding one by one, it finally caused a huge word-of-mouth effect.

Ke Min and Chen Zekai were eating in a restaurant at this time, however, their faces were quite gloomy, because they had seen the hot results of Deng Xueqi's album not long ago!

The first place, the hot words, made Ke Min feel extremely humiliated!

Especially the two of them, they had a lot of cynicism before, and they were so swollen that they were beaten at this time!

"It's definitely hype, it's just a water army, and it will be good if the climate passes in a few days. ”

Chen Zekai comforted, Ke Min also nodded, with a trace of unnatural color on his face, and said.

"I also listened to those two songs, and they were just at a normal level, not as good as they played, and now they invite the water army, which is too exaggerated, especially the one that floats to the north, why do I think it's very ordinary. ”

The two hit it off, and at the same time, with the appearance of professional music critics, they once again commented condescendingly on Weibo.

"I really don't know what's going on in the music scene now, a very ordinary song can be blown to the sky, I don't believe it's because everyone's aesthetics are not good. Alas, it is not to be said that it cannot be said. ”

"I hope you will keep your ears open and find more good music, and there are some things that are not worthy of endorsing your dreams. ”

Both of them are professional music critics, although they don't name or criticize them, but everyone can understand the meaning. There are a lot of Deng Xueqi's sunspots, as well as their fans, who have become active.

"Strongly support, Teacher Ke Min doesn't dare to say it, let's help her say, shady, you can reach the top in one day? ”

"The water army has brushed too much!"

Many people are just simple sunspots and don't know how to analyze. However, as soon as someone leads them and makes some specious points, they are immediately able to talk serious nonsense.

For a while, many people who retweeted Deng Xueqi's song were ridiculed by those sunspots and trolls and became brainless fans, and the two parties sprayed each other.