After chatting for a while, Liu Lin got up,

"Brother Han, you wait for a while, our master won't come back until the evening, and I still have to go to teach,"

"You're busy, you're busy. ”

Han Zhifeng found that the musicians at the bottom were quite hard, working to make money, and at the same time working hard for their so-called dreams, while Liu Lin just hoped to have his own studio, this hope is really not high.

"Brother Han, there is no one in the rehearsal room next door, you can go there to practice the song and become proficient. ”

After Liu Lin finished arranging, he left immediately, and these usual tasks were his meal.

Han Zhifeng listened to the faint sound of music around him, and estimated that more than a dozen music teachers could be hired here to teach, which was a small music cram school.

He got up and went to the rehearsal room next door, which was not small and had all the basic instruments.

Han Zhifeng picked up a guitar and sang the song Lao Cai twice, this is a parting gift for Cheng Lan, maybe it will sound like a smile in the future, maybe Cheng Lan will be in a foreign country in the future, it can be regarded as a bit of memory of his hometown, so Han Zhifeng strives for perfection.

Han Zhifeng put down the guitar and rested for a while, Cheng Lan was about to leave, maybe it was goodbye, to say that there was no concern for Cheng Lan in his heart, it was self-deception.

He asked himself, if there was no Jing Yan, would he give up easily, his answer was no, he would not let Cheng Lan go thousands of miles, even if he had a showdown with the Cheng family and his wife, even if he ran away with Jing Yan, he would not hesitate to do it.

But with Jingyan, he can't say much to Cheng Lan, and letting go of her to find a new life is the only right choice for him at this time, even if it seems a bit silly.

Letting go doesn't mean not being sad, the more he parted, the more he felt a faint pain in his heart, which was also the motivation for his trip to Yizhou.

Joshua Han picked up the guitar again,

Guitar accompaniment sounds。。。。。

Zhuo Lan did not wait for the students she was going to wait for, after waiting for more than 20 minutes, it is estimated that the students will not come, one hour per class, more than half of what can be learned even if they come, communication is limited in this era, she sent a message to the student's parents to notify the machine.

She got up and walked to the office, before she got to the office, a faint smooth guitar sound sounded, the rhythm was soothing and melodious, no, the guitar accompaniment was soothing, and the singing voice was low and affectionate,

。。。。

Let me look at you again, from south to north

It's like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road

。。。。。

A few sad and nostalgic lyrics touched her heart, and as a person in the music industry, she immediately judged that it was a good song.

However, when she came to the door of the rehearsal room, she looked through the frosted glass door, and saw a man with his back to the door, playing and singing to himself facing the sunny window.

。。。。

I know

Those summers are like you can't come back

I don't expect anything from anyone anymore

。。。。。

The singing voice is high, and the use of glissanda shows a twist, more like a sigh, which contains an affectionate chant, so that Zhuo Lan can understand that this man is missing a woman, and the two have a deep relationship.

I know that summer, there were regrets every day

So hello and goodbye

I knew that summer, like youth, would never come back

So hello and goodbye.

The singing voice shifts from high-pitched to low, and the guitar voice fades into silence.

Zhuo Lan didn't stay any longer, came to the office and poured a cup of hot water, she quietly recalled, good songs, good songs, good artistic conception, and her singing voice was quite good.

This song is the best parting song she has ever heard, turning the helplessness and hot emotions of separation into this song with a strong breath of life, especially the sentence "I know that I can't come back these summers like you, and I won't be full of expectations for anyone", which is a confession of love, endless thoughts and expectations, which makes people cry.

Zhuo Lan leaned on the desk and imagined who the man in the rehearsal room was, because of the frosted glass, she couldn't see the face inside, so she could only think about it, at this time she was full of curiosity, and she sang to people, this song is definitely a new song, who created it.

At this time, the sound of the guitar next door began to be messy, showing that the man was a little irritable, and after a while, the door next door opened and closed, and Zhuo Lan looked at the door, only to see a tall figure appear at the door of the office.

"It's Zhuolan, didn't you go to class?"

Han Zhifeng was stunned when he saw Zhuo Lan, his clothes had not changed, the outline of his pretty face had not changed, he knew that it was Zhuo Lan, but Zhuo Lan who took off his glasses still changed.

Zhuo Lan's eyes are slightly sunken, matched with the bulging cheekbones and thin cheeks, the facial features are very three-dimensional, it can be said that the face is highly recognizable, but there is a touch of melancholy in her eyes, even if there is a trace of smile on her face now, it can't hide that trace of depression.

"My student missed the appointment, I waited more than 20 minutes,"

Zhuo Lan smiled lightly, her eyes looking Han Zhifeng up and down.

Han Zhifeng nodded,

"You're busy, I'll go down for a walk,"

Joshua Han turned and left.

Zhuo Lan looked at the door in a daze, she didn't expect that the affectionate singer next door was Han Zhifeng,

When Liu Lin said it, she didn't believe that this big boy could create that song, but it was a clever hand or possible, Liu Lin wanted to ask for a song for her through this person, she was either too looking forward to it, a good song was too hard to find, or she didn't have the money to buy it, and she didn't have the money to operate.

Yes, maybe fans outside the circle think that as long as this circle becomes famous with a song, it will be smooth sailing from now on.

Impossible, first of all, songwriters often provide good songs to famous singers, and the little singers below are all sad covers waiting for them, not to mention that they are not popular singers, why do those well-known songwriters provide lyrics and songs to her, an unpopular singer, it is not in their interests.

Even if good luck comes, you have to buy it with money, and then rehearse it well, make samples and sell yourself everywhere, and the process of sales will encounter difficulties such as being unspoken rules and being robbed of songs.

And the cost of operation is not low, such as letting a famous singer mention it, or performing in a certain singer's concert, it is all to be sponsored, there is no free lunch in the world, you can hand over you if you have money, if you can't get the money, you don't plan to accept the unspoken rules, so why do it.

Zhuo Lan is tall and beautiful, which can be said to be her advantage, many people flock to this, and propose to support her not one or two, but she refused, she would rather carry the burden of the family by herself than move forward.

As a result, she has limited money left every month, and she can't run any new songs to become famous in one fell swoop.

Besides, it's not easy for a big boy like Han Zhifeng to come up with a good song casually, many songwriters can produce two or three good songs a year, even if they are prolific, many times they have to cooperate with others to continuously improve, in fact, it is hard work.

So the possibility of Han Zhifeng coming up with a good song again is really not high.

All kinds of reasons add up to her really not very careful, the reason is that she is confused, and the price of aggressiveness is if it is her reputation and body, she disdains to take that step.

But this time she felt that she was wrong, this big boy was really a genius in this area, just thinking about the troubles he was facing, and his heart, which had just risen a glimmer of hope, fell silent again.