"Dear passengers, ahead is the terminal station of this train, Koto City. Jiangdong is the largest city in eastern China......" The sweet voice sounded in the carriage, and the high-speed rail train slowly entered the station and stopped in front of the platform.

7 p.m., Koto.

In the carriage, Fang Yan leaned against the window, looking at the bustling city lights. He was wearing a shabby tracksuit, a pair of cloth shoes, and a bargain of 40 yuan. He has just turned 22 years old, his eyes are clear and bright, his face is very clean and energetic, his hair is cut less than 1 centimeter, he can't say that he has any hairstyle, but he is quite attractive.

Fang Yan is the first time to come to Jiangdong.

He had just come out of prison 10 hours earlier.

He was only 22 years old, but he spent five years in prison.

In the best years of a person's life, when most of his peers were still studying, Fang Yan spent 5 years in prison.

My parents are gone, and I am alone in this world, helpless and have nothing.

No, he still has concerns in his heart.

Walking out of the prison gate, he was greeted by a friend's tight hug. His name is Shen Boyuan, and he is Fang Yan's friend from childhood to adulthood.

"Haha, what are you crying for, didn't Lao Tzu come out. Fang Yan patted Shen Boyuan's thick shoulder. As soon as he finished speaking, his nose was also sore.

Shen Boyuan cried: "But you were wronged." ”

Shen Boyuan bought a train ticket to Jiangdong in advance. gave Fang Yan another bank card, which contained the money he saved for frugality, exactly 20,000 yuan. Shen Boyuan is about to graduate from university, and he has been working part-time all these years, keeping half of the money he earns for himself and half for Fang Yan. Fang Yan made up his mind that he would never touch this card unless he had to.

"Koto...... Can't you go and don't go?" Shen Boyuan looked at Fang Yan, as if pleading, like comforting. "It's not worth it. Why bother, for the sake of a woman......"

"Even give yourself an explanation. Fang Yan said with a smile.

He came to Koto for a woman. The girl he never forgot in prison. Having said that, when he arrived in Jiangdong City, he was indifferent. Five years in prison sharpened him like a piece of iron, calm, firm, and unsharp.

Passengers are packing their bags and lining up to get off the train, and there is a lot of noise in the carriages. Fang Yan also woke up from his thoughts.

"Suck!"

A soft body left his shoulder, leaving a puddle of saliva.

Sitting next to Fang Yan was a beautiful girl, like a college student. Not long after the train left, the girl fell asleep, and soon, her head rested on Fang Yan's shoulder, and she kept rubbing back and forth, trying to sleep comfortably.

All the way, Fang Yan just let her lean on. He didn't move, and the girl slept soundly and drooled a lot.

"I'm sorry......" the girl said with a slight blush, wiping the corners of her mouth.

"It doesn't matter. Fang Yan smiled and said. "Goodbye. ”

Fang Yan's smile was very warm, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief, she nodded vigorously: "Thank you, goodbye!"

In the movie "The Shawshank Redemption", it is said that the prison walls are strange, and the prisoners first hate it, then get used to it, and finally rely on it. This is called institutionalization.

Fang Yan thought that he was lucky that he didn't rely on the "wall" much. The days in prison were long, but they weren't hard. Despite losing a lot of things, he is still an optimistic and cheerful person.

In prison, he also got a lot.

Walking out of the train station with the crowd, Fang Yan was shocked by the bustling scene in front of him. His five years in prison were the five years of rapid development in China. He was a little funny and felt like he was outdated.

He only carried a small bag, a change of clothes, some cash, and documents. He doesn't have a cell phone.

Walking freely in the city, Fang Yan was a little addicted, no matter how to walk, no matter how to look, he felt that it was not enough. Before he knew it, he walked to the front of the commercial street in the center of the city. Brightly lit shops, dense traffic, and smiling passers-by, everything is like a world away.

It's nice to be free.

"I miss you every day, ask myself every day, when will I be able to tell you ......"

In the pedestrian street, there is a person singing. The man was bespectacled, thin and tall, like a bamboo pole. An acoustic guitar was connected to a line, connected to a small speaker, and the singing voice came from afar through the microphone, which was a song "I miss you every day".

Street singing is a strange profession. It's like a show, it's like begging. For example, this bamboo pole brother, let's say it's a performance, he has a piano box in front of him, and there are 1 or 10 yuan of change in it, waiting for passers-by to invest more. Say it's begging, people don't ask you, you listen well, just give some change, which can be regarded as supporting art.

Fang Yan listened to a few words of song and couldn't help but be happy.

He is very familiar with this song, and in prison, he often sings "I Miss You Every Day" to his fellow inmates and seniors. In prison, everyone has someone they miss, including himself.

The original singer of "Thinking of You Every Day" is Zhang Yusheng. The talented Taiwanese musician died in a car accident in 1997 at the age of 31. However, his songs have always been sung, and his name has always been mentioned. In the song, he lives forever.

That's how music can travel through time and space and reach people's hearts. Twenty years later, the song reappeared on the streets of Koto City.

"I Miss You Every Day" is one of Zhang Yusheng's most famous songs, and it is also a very strange song.

It is a love song with a simple melody that is catchy and will not be forgotten as soon as you listen to it. It's weird because it's easy to sing, but it's also extremely difficult to sing.

It is easy to sing because its melody is very smooth, the rhythm is simple, and the vocal range of the main song and chorus is concentrated in the high register. But at the same time, "Thinking of You Every Day" is another extremely difficult song.

It has a very high key, and ordinary male voices basically can't sing it. What's more, it requires precise control of the breath.

Singing is not with the roar of the voice, but by the breath. To put it simply, it is to exhale and breathe, use the breath to drive the vocal cords, and sing with the resonance of different positions of the body.

The tone of "Thinking of You Every Day" is too high, and the biting words have been stopped near the voice change point (the position of the true and false voice conversion), which is very difficult to grasp. The "keep" character in the chorus "Keep a heart every day" has a pitch of C3, which is commonly known as Hi C (high C, the limit of male voices). Although it was only three-quarters of the beat, it blocked a lot of people.

There are very few songs that can be sung in the original tune. If you want to sing well, you must be professional.

This singer who sells singing is obviously not very professional, and he refuses to lower the key, gritting his teeth and persevering all the way, roaring from beginning to end, hoarse, like a ghost, and like killing a chicken.

What's even more frightening is that his guitar doesn't sound accurately, every string is not accurate. As soon as he swept the strings, there was a buzzing sound in the stereo, which was simply the scene of a car accident.

When people passed by, they all quickened their pace, and some of them looked terrified.

Fang Yan understands why he sings "I Miss You Every Day". When singing on the street, you must choose well-known songs, everyone will be familiar with them when you listen to them, and they will be willing to give money. In addition, you must choose a song that can soar high notes, with high notes, you can attract attention and make up for many flaws.

Brother, you chose the wrong song. Or, sing "I Miss You Every Day" by a fifth, and the effect can be much better.

The man with glasses finally finished singing, no one stopped, and no one gave money. He was a little lost, and there was an inexplicable irritability. He hugged his guitar, sat on the speaker, lit a cigarette, and stared blankly at the rushing crowd.

Fang Yan walked over and asked him with a smile, "Friend, let me sing a song, how about it?"