Chapter 18: The Unfinished Song

Kyoto is a famous blockade city, if Lu Yu and Yao Zhonghuan haven't experienced it before. Now I have an experience, but the two of them are also having fun, and the time to talk about music is quite fast.

The taxi moved slowly in the traffic, and the most depressing thing was the brother who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Kyoto's brother's talkative can be said to be a business card of Kyoto, when it comes to national events and religious beliefs. Down to trivialities, news and current affairs. My brother in Kyoto can always talk to you.

And today, the two people in the car obviously made the brother feel very powerless, Kyoto is an international metropolis, even the brother can learn foreign languages, even in the face of crooked nuts, although the two people speak Chinese, but others can't interject at all.

Walking on the airport expressway, the speed of the car finally slowly increased, and the taxi shuttled in the traffic, and the possible brother also wanted to complete this order as soon as possible, and throw these two boys who did not have a sense of accomplishment at all.

The 'torment' of more than an hour finally came to an end, and Lu Yu watched Yao Zhonghuan enter the airport.

To be honest, chatting with Yao Zhonghuan really made Lu Yu very relaxed, this relaxation was in the interests of like-minded people, and it was on the stage that he was familiar with and yearned for.

The roar of planes at the airport gate shook his ears, and a gust of hanging wind blew his hair, which he hadn't cut in a long time. Raising his hand, Lu Yu smoothed his bangs.

Behind him, the crowded airport was like a giant beast lying on the ground, swallowing countless people.

Some people cry for a long-lost encounter, others are sad because of the sorrow of parting, or embark on a journey alone. Happiness, joy, sorrow, pain, and countless emotions are intertwined, and this has happened every day since the construction of the T3 terminal.

The cars passing in front of the aura, the sound of the engines connected together has a special charm.

Lu Yu's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found something amazing.

took out a small notebook from his bosom and brought a notebook not only in the dream world his habits, but also the most suitable thing he found in this era and his dream world.

His notebook never kept a diary, and the pages of white paper were all occupied by a jumble of symbols, musical notes and all sorts of petty terminology. I'm afraid that no one else will understand this mess.

Turning the pages of the previous pages of a book describing various things, the pen began to leave its trail from an unpolluted, pure white interface.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers"

"Quietly open for me in every corner of my life"

"I thought I would always be by her side"

Lu Yu's hands held the pen tightly, although the classics of the dream world still have memories, many of them are broken, and now the parting with Yao Zhonghuan also reminded him of this song that has long been forgotten.

In the wind, in the roar of the car, Lu Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to be a little fascinated.

Note after note flowed under the tip of the pen, and the familiar melody of the dream was hummed in the mouth......

"Ah...... Miss her"

"Ah...... Is she still driving?"

"Ah...... Go for it."

"They have been blown away by the wind and scattered to the ends of the earth"

Lu Yu's abnormality was particularly obvious at the airport gate, the moonlight splashed on his body, and the street lamp in front of the airport was also shining, somehow there was a sense of beauty, and a few bold girls walked up to him and pressed the shutter, leaving this extremely beautiful moment.

"You are like being blown away by the wind and stuck in the end of the world"

"They're all old, are they still open?"

"We went our separate ways"

Shaking off his somewhat sore hands, feeling the cold touch under his buttocks, Lu Yu realized that he had been sitting on the ground for so long, standing up with his feet on the ground, his feet were already numb, he stomped a few feet hard, fortunately, it was time for this body to exercise. The weak body is the biggest enemy of the star.

However, the idea of exercising was not just a moment, and Lu Yu's eyes were quickly attracted by the notebook in his hand.

The song in the dream is Lu Yu's favorite song, this song was written and composed by the then Chinese mainland male singer Pu Shu, and included in his 1999 solo album "I Go to 2000".

I have the impression that this song was not only used as an interlude in the movie, but even became famous at the time.

Of course, this song has nothing to do with Pu Shu now, and the lyrics and composition of this song will also fill in Lu Yu's name. Is it really that good to plagiarize someone else's work? Lu Yu will also be a little unsteady in his heart, but after all, these classic works will appear in this world.

Only by letting everyone see these classics will they not disappoint the original authors.

After packing up his things, Lu Yu saw that the minute hand of his watch had turned ninety degrees, and half an hour had passed.

A heavy palm behind Lu Yu patted him on the shoulder. Lu Yu was startled, and he hurriedly looked back. Isn't this Yao Zhonghuan, who is it?

"Didn't you get on the plane?"

Lu Yu asked in disbelief.

"Heavy rainfall at Wanbei Airport, planes could not arrive, and flights were canceled."

Yao Zhonghuan said with a happy face, looking at his appearance, he was a little depressed, and he was obviously happy to see this result. Lu Yu's heart couldn't help but mourn for his company, how tired this agent must be to be such an artist.

After taking a taxi again, Lu Yu was amazed at the speed at which his wallet was shrinking, you must know that he had worked for less than a month in total, not to mention that Lu Yao had not said how much salary he would be given, that is, the money was saved before he fell into a coma.

Who said that the rich and the young are rich, stand up and I promise not to kill you.

It was already past nine o'clock when they ran to Yao Zhonghuan's house, and the two of them were already hungry and couldn't stand it.

Looking at Yao Zhonghuan with a smirk on his face, Lu Yuxin said that it depends on me this time.

Hastily cooked a pot of dark dishes with instant noodles piled up in the refrigerator, and the two of them sat in the study with bowls.

The musical instruments and various equipment in the study are readily available, too, Yao Zhonghuan is also a big star, as a residence for activities in Kyoto, this room will not be too bad after all.

Yao Zhonghuan took out a book from the bookshelf next to him with a mysterious face, and quickly took out a piece of paper from the book.

It can be seen that this paper has obviously been tormented countless times over and over again, and it has turned yellow and old.

Lu Yu took it and took a look, dense notes.

After going through it in my head, this song is really good, and even a little amazing. However, it always gave Lu Yu a familiar feeling, and this familiarity was like seeing its whole body.

"What is this?"

"This is a piece I wrote before, but I don't have the right words, you can help me look at it."

Lu Yu frowned and looked at it again.

"This style of pop music ......"

"How about it, can you try to match it?" Yao Zhonghuan looked at Lu Yu with a look of hope.

Seeing the expectation in Yao Zhonghuan's eyes, Lu Yu took a deep breath and responded.

"Okay, I'll try."