"Lao Liang, open the door, maybe Zhang has arrived. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hearing a knock on the door, Huang Xiao shouted in the kitchen. Liang You, who was folding vegetables, answered, and then walked towards the door.

"Teacher Liang." Zhang Zai was stunned for a moment when he saw that the person who opened the door was Liang You.

"What? You don't want to see me. Liang You asked with a smile.

"No, I just didn't expect you to open the door. Some were flattered. ”

"Come in quickly, you're the furthest away, and you're the first to come."

"Anyone else coming?"

"Of course, otherwise we wouldn't be able to eat so many things. Hurry up and help. I've been with Lao Huang all afternoon. Entering the house, Liang You pointed to the dishes on the table that had not been dismantled, and poured bitter water.

At this time, Zhang Zai heard that there was still his own song in the house, which was the song that Zhang Zai sang in Bajinyi.

"You're speaking ill of me again." Before Huang Xiaoren arrived, the sound came first. Zhang Zai followed the sound and looked over, only to see Huang Xiao walking out of the kitchen wearing an apron. He also had a spoon and spatula in his hand.

"It's coming. Sit down for a while. Anyway, there's still more time today. Huang Xiao beckoned Zhang Zai to the living room.

"No, I'm not tired anyway. I'll help Mr. Liang with the food. "The two elders are busy working there, and Zhang Zai naturally can't sit there stupidly. Otherwise, how big is the heart.

"Okay, you look at it. I'm still boiling meat in the pot. After Huang Xiao finished speaking, he returned to the kitchen. Zhang Zai and Liang You were dismantling vegetables there.

"When is your competition this time, I'll listen to it then." Liang You looked at Zhang Zai and asked.

"I'm the first group, the first to compete, and the time is noon the day after tomorrow."

"The first one?" Liang You was a little surprised. Such a small probability has been touched by them, and I don't know whether to say that Zhang Zheng is unlucky, or they are lucky.

"yes."

"Wasn't you rehearsing when we called you?"

"Originally, yes, but not later."

"How?" Liang You looked at Zhang Zheng curiously.

Then, Zhang Zai told the truth of the matter. Hearing Zhang Zai's speech, Liang You frowned. Although I don't know much about Liang You in the entertainment industry, in the mainland music circle, this is undoubtedly naked suppression.

No matter what the case may be, no matter how much you rehearse, you won't dominate a band. And Zhang Zai, as the first singer to appear, can't even spare this little time? , there's definitely something greasy about this.

"You didn't offend anyone, did you?" Liang You glanced at Zhang Zheng.

"This is the first time I've come to the imperial capital, and I don't know anyone. I'll look for someone to offend. Zhang Zai knew what Liang You meant, but he remembered that he had never offended anyone.

"By the way, you said you were going to sing a new song? What type? Liang You saw Zhang Zai's face confused, and quietly changed the topic.

"It's kind of rock 'n' roll." Zhang Zai didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he chatted with Liang You.

"Can you sing now?" Liang You is interested, after all, the song from last time is still echoing in his ears.

"If you have a guitar, you should be fine."

"Wait." After Liang You finished speaking, he pedaled upstairs,

"Ding-dong." The doorbell rang.

"Teacher Huang, someone is here." Zhang Zai shouted towards the kitchen.

"I'm not free right now, you can open the door for me." When Huang Xiao finished saying this, Zhang Zheng was already at the door.

Zhang Zai opened the door and looked, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in Zhang Zai's sight. This person Zhang Zheng knows that his name is Xing Ziyu. In the mainland, he is a half-popular person, and many people are familiar with his songs, but they can't remember the name for a while.

"You are?" Xing Ziyu looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him. was stunned for a moment, similar to Zhang Zai's expression at that time. Xing Ziyu thought that it was Lao Huang who opened the door.

"My name is Zhang Zai, and Mr. Huang is busy in the kitchen." After Zhang Zheng finished speaking, he got out of the way.

"Lao Xing is here, sit. It'll be fine in a while. The two entered the house, and Huang Xiao took the time to come out. Said hello and went back to the kitchen.

At this time, Liang You also went downstairs with a guitar. Handed it to Zhang Zai. Then I chatted with Xing Ziyu.

"What are you?" Xing Ziyu pointed to the guitar in Zhang Zao's hand and asked Liang You.

He said he got a new song. I'm going to hear about it. Liang You said with a smile.

"So what are you waiting for, let's get started." Everyone here likes music. When you hear a new song, you naturally want to listen to it again. Zhang Zai smiled. Hang the guitar around your neck and try the sound, and after confirming that it is okay, pluck the strings with your fingers.

As I walk down every street here, my heart never seems to be at peace.

In addition to the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity, I seemed to hear his candle-bone heartbeat.

I'm here to laugh, I'm here to cry, I'm here to live and I'm dying here.

I'm here to pray, I'm lost here, I'm here to seek, here, lost.

Yanjing Yanjing.

The café is three blocks away from the square, like the distance between a neon sign and a moon.

People comfort and hug each other as they struggle. Looking for and chasing the broken dreams that are dying.

Huang Xiao, who was in the kitchen, heard the guitar from the living room, and thought it was his old friend who couldn't bear the itching of his hands and wanted to show it, but when he heard the guitar sound coming from him, it was a melody he had never heard before. This caught his attention. I don't know what's going on, Zhang Zheng's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

The first few sentences are fine. But when Zhang Zai sang Yanjing, Yanjing, I don't know what's going on, these two lyrics and the first few lines touched the deepest part of his heart at once. The movements of his hands slowed down.

He remembered that when he was still a stunned young man, he stepped on the train without hesitation, wanting to get ahead here. But slowly, he lost to the rules, to time, and most importantly, to himself. He felt like he was singing this song.

We laugh here, we cry here, we live here and we die here.

We pray here that we are lost here, that we seek here and that we lose here.

Yanjing Yanjing.

If one day I have to leave, I want people to bury me here.

I can feel my presence here, and there are so many things that I am attached to here.

I'm here to laugh, I'm here to cry, I'm here to live and I'm dying here.

I'm here praying, I'm lost here, I'm looking here and I'm losing here.

Yanjing Yanjing.

Yanjing Yanjing.

Zhang Zheng finished singing. But Huang Xiao fell into deep thought. It wasn't until a pain in his hand pulled him back to reality.