Youth, a beautiful but regretful word.

Every adult has a memory of the past to a greater or lesser extent, although many times, the pressures of busy life and reality make it impossible for us to take time to look back on this buried story.

However, an opportunity, a melody, and a lyric can sometimes evoke the imprint that has been deeply imprinted in the mind by the years.

Peng Kai never considered himself a sentimental person, and his youth was neither as complicated as most of the emotional entanglements, nor as cruel and restless as the movies show.

Physical, violent, decadent, rebellious, extravagant, hormonal, and sexually impulsive, none of this seemed to have anything to do with him.

Some people say that only good-looking people have youth, Peng Kai does not agree with this point of view, taking himself as an example, although he does not have those too rich life experiences, he still feels that his youth is very beautiful, just like the side face of the girl in his memory under the sunset.

"Stories like this happen every year, in the midst of this city;

Such stories end every year and disappear into the wind;

still remembers that he and her loved her so much;

He's her Rukawa Kaede, she's his Sora Kurai..."

Listening to the singing in his ears, Peng Kai gently closed his eyes, two slightly cloudy tears slid down his cheeks to his mouth, the memories of those fading backs, those crying and laughing, those cheers on the basketball court in the evening, the yellowed handwriting on the diaries, the random graffiti on the test papers, the milk tea that was not hot in his arms, the meal card that he only found when he graduated, and the one who sat quietly under the shade of the sycamore tree...

The pride and compromise, anger and grievances, sweat and tears, braggadocio and fart, heartbeat and timidity, blazing and sweetness, all of these turned into blue sky and white clouds, red flowers and flowing water in the summer of that year, with the carnival of graduation, there was no trace, and it was difficult to go back.

Three years later, he and she met at the class reunion;

He is still chic, she is still beautiful, but her eyes are a little vicissitudes;

He was accompanied by a bride who had just been married;

And a man in a suit and leather shoes was also standing beside her..."

Hearing this, Peng Kai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a mixed smile appeared on his face, the past has passed, they have passed through each other's world, and now, they have grown into adults living independently.

The moment she shook hands, the familiar temperature made her suddenly want to cry;

She could only squeeze out a smile and not let the tears flow;

All the memories, all the stories, rushed into the brain again;

They stood in the crowd, as helpless as two children..."

The same song will have completely different feelings when different people hear it, Peng Kai laughed and cried like a fool, while Dian Yong looked at Shen Yiran on the stage with an expression on his face.

Unlike children who grew up in an ordinary family environment, his youth does not seem to have encountered any ups and downs and twists and turns, and the most important reason why most people's youth will regret may be due to lack of money.

If you want to buy a diamond ring for the girl you like, you can save money and end up timidly giving a rose, you want fashion in the glass window, but you wear a T-shirt and canvas shoes, and you want to make a promise to the other party when you graduate, but the financial pressure often makes people lack the courage to say this.

Such a young man who is not rich enough is popular with the public, but it is by no means a classic one.

As a rich kid who studied in an aristocratic school since he was a child, he never had these so-called adolescent troubles.

He has no shortage of money, no shortage of friends, and no shortage of love.

Unlike the stiff and superficial nouveau riche of some young adult writers, Dian Yong has neither the fanatical pursuit of material things nor the extravagant life of singing songs at night, which in his view is more like a manifestation of his inability to control his status as a wealthy man and his lack of confidence in his wealthy status.

Of course, this does not include the girl's fanatical love for the luxuries that Buling Buling will shine with, because that pursuit has nothing to do with wealth, it is purely natural.

"Stories like this happen every year, in the midst of this city;

Such stories end every year and disappear into the wind;

still remembers that he and her loved her so much;

He's her Rukawa Kaede, she's his Sora Kurai..."

The singing slowly faded over the concert hall, looking at the boy holding the guitar in the center of the stage and singing in a low voice, seeing the other party's shining bald head under the light, Su Mofan gently shook the arm of the chant beside him, and after the music completely dispersed, he pointed to the stage and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Dian Yong, let me ask you a question, have you ever thought about getting to know him, or signing him?"

Su Mofan's mouth, of course, refers to Shen Yiran, hearing this question, Dian Yong was silent, since the first concert two days ago, he has been secretly observing the performer on the stage, at first he was still very interested in this singer who is said to be the lead singer of the wanton band, thinking about whether he could sign an exclusive licensing contract with the other party, but after three concerts, this interest gradually faded, not because the other party's performance was not good enough, but because this singer was simply too good.

For a music company that has just been established for more than three months and the software is still in the second public beta stage, although he is not short of money, he knows very well that with the strength of his own platform, it is completely impossible for the other party to sign a contract with him.

Whether it is the oxygen cloud music with the highest user activity or the light music with the largest number of users, or even the most copyrighted Soqu music, it is not surprising that they should have been contacted by this singer called Shen Yiran, and the starting point music he founded, although it has launched many new features, it is obviously no advantage to compete with these bigwigs.

"Of course I want to sign it, Mo Fan, don't look at this Shen Yiran is not very famous now, and there seem to be a lot of black spots recently, but no one is a fool, not to mention the uncertain things of the wanton band, just the songs sung in these three concerts, even if he never sings new songs in the future, these songs are enough for him to have a place in the music world, and the small temple here with your sister Rong is estimated to not be able to accommodate this big Buddha." ”

After speaking, Dian Yong turned his head, looked at a slightly mature woman with short ear-length hair sitting on the other side of Su Mofan, and said jokingly:

"Qi Rong, why don't you discuss it with your cousin, let him sell the oxygen cloud and concentrate on raising pigs, so it is estimated that our company is really likely to sign this Shen Yiran, haha..."

Hearing Dian Yong's joke, the woman known as Qi Rong couldn't help but roll her eyes, took Su Mofan's hand, and explained to the girl in a low voice:

"Mo Fan, I know you like Shen Yiran very much, but if our company might have been able to sign him before, but now, I don't think there is much hope, just say that the message he sent on Tuesday, a message has already had more than 100,000 comments so far, the potential of this, but not blind, can be seen, I estimate that my cousin should also send someone to today's concert." ”

After listening to what Dian Yong and Qi Rong said, Su Mofan had a very bright smile on her face, and for some reason, the more others praised Shen Yiran, the more happy she felt in her heart.

Covering her mouth and clearing her throat quietly, the girl raised her head and said with a proud smile:

"Brother Dian Yong, do you remember when I told you on the phone that I was going to surprise you?"

After a pause, after satisfying the appetite of the two, she said word by word:

"Shen Yiran, he is my cousin, my brother!"