On the outskirts of the city, the sound of a graceful shepherd's flute sounded, and passers-by told the general that there had been a woman here who had been waiting for the return of her beloved......

Stepping on the familiar land again, the feelings in his heart were so complicated, as if everything had returned to the time when he envied others......

He searched for her in the ruined city, but he couldn't find her, and the rain fell from the sky......

"Listen to youth, usher in laughter, envy many people, that annals, gentle and unwilling, the pen is too very, fireworks are easy to cold, personnel is easy, and you are asking, am I still serious!"

"A thousand years later, the love of the world is deep, who else is waiting, and Qingshi, how can it not be true, Weishu Luoyang City, if you are following, you have passed the door in your previous life, followed Hongchen, followed me, and wandered for a lifetime!

He believed she had been waiting for him......

The old man in the lonely city told him that she had always been alone...... Until the day he died......

Thousands of years later, history is written, recording such a relationship, if it is still waiting, the reincarnation of thousands of generations.

Meditating on the lovesick rain, the sadness of withering and the helplessness of the ever-changing world of emotions, a poignant and poetic sentimentality.

Listen, the shepherd boy flute, smell, the lonely village and the wild city. sense, fireworks are easy to cold, sigh, and personnel are easy to divide. Wait, tears do not return to people, wait, reincarnation is born. Yong, hope for the king, constant, so white happens......

Shao Xuxian followed Bi Xia's text, silently reciting it in his heart, before he saw the song, the words with a strong sense of this picture were imprinted in his mind, and he fell into the world of the hero and heroine in the words, tears washed a helpless injury, endured the torture of time, and waited for the annual rings of the circle, still believing that fate was destined for this life, and it could only be said that love was too deep and love was too true.

It's such a word, it's such a song, spanning thousands of years and transcending the boundaries of time and space. Show it to the world. "Good!" Shao Xuxian shouted, "Fill in the song, Bi Xia, I have to listen to it, ...... immediately"

Seeing this, Bi Xia smiled faintly, and didn't feel anything, this is the true temperament of musicians, the music industry needs such a person, and Bi Xia was also driven by him.

Bixia lowered her voice. With a faint hoarseness, the voice is distant and mournful, like crying and complaining, telling about a thousand years of love.

"Fate has taken root, we, the Garan Temple, listen to the sound of the rain, eternity!"

Bi Xia's vocal condition is better than the original singer Zhou Tianwang, and his breath is also more sufficient, when he sings this song of love across time and space that has turned back for thousands of years with a little frosted voice. In the small recording studio, Shao Xuxian and his assistant were stunned, unconsciously feeling very blocked in their hearts, an unspeakable emotion fermented in their hearts, and their noses were sour. They were all moved by this song, and there are not many songs that can move people to tears now, and this song is particularly precious.

After a long time, Shao Xuxian raised his head. looked at Bi Xia with burning eyes, his hands were clenched tightly, and his voice trembled slightly: "Bi Xia......"

Bi Xia was taken aback by Shao Xuxian. It was the first time he was stared at so eagerly by a man, and he instantly felt goosebumps all over his body, they were just good friends, not good friends. "If you have something to say, why are you so spitting." Bi Xia clasped his hands in front of his chest and said defensively.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Shao Xuxian also found that the state was wrong, but when he saw Bi Xia's appearance of fireproof, anti-theft and anti-pervert, he was angry, "I want to ask you if you can sell me this song?" After that, Shao Xuxian also felt that his request might be a little excessive, and there was a look of shame on his face.

Bi Xia is not just a simple producer or creator, he is also a singer, a well-known singer, such a song is rare for several years, he doesn't keep it for himself, he takes it out to sell, and he doesn't have the original intention of a singer.

"That's it......" Bi Xia was also stunned when he heard this, he liked this song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" very much, and the original singer of this song in his memory, Zhou Tianwang, won the "2010 Beijing Pop Music Ceremony" Golden Melody Award for this song. In addition, this song was also selected as a school-based textbook by a high school, which shows how wonderful it is.

The same "Chinese style" songs, there are only a few songs that can be compared with them, it is really one less than one, but Shao Xuxian is different from others, he is the son of director Shao Dengyi, and Bi Xia is considered a senior brother, and the two of them are also like-minded, so Bi Xia does not want Shao Xuxian to be disappointed, so it should be a meeting gift for his senior brother.

"Good!" Bixia nodded.

"Really?!" Shao Xuxian didn't believe it at first, but after seeing Bi Xia smiling and nodding, he hugged Bi Xia violently and slapped him on the back hard, "Great, thank you so much, Bi Xia!" ”

"Okay, don't get excited, let's record this song while we are so excited today." Fortunately, Bi Xia is very strong, if ordinary people let Shao Xuxian shoot like this, I am afraid that he will be photographed.

This song was written by Bi Xia, so the production of Bi Xia is also the most authoritative, he proposed to make this song, Shao Xuxian naturally will not disagree.

Bi Xia put a lot of thought into the production of this song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold", and he made a lot of attempts in the arrangement, such as guzheng, flute, piano, guitar, pottery and other musical instruments, trying to match the soundtrack that best suits the song.

Shao Xuxian also actively helped Bi Xia on the side, and both of them had a good talent in music, which also accelerated the progress of many Bi Xia. In this process, Shao Xuxian unconsciously developed a sense of admiration for Bi Xia, this guy is simply a demon.

He is proficient in almost every instrument in the studio. Shao Xuxian and his assistant all looked at Bi Xia in great surprise, this was the most incredible thing they had ever seen.

Bi Xia also gradually learned these instruments when he studied with Teacher Sanbao last year, in fact, he is not proficient in all of them, but he knows these instruments very well, and knows which of their sound characteristics he wants, so he seems to be very expert when he tries them.

After the soundtrack, it is naturally a recording, and this is the first time Bi Xia has recorded for others, he took a headset, listened to the background music coming out of the headphones, and looked at Shao Xuxian, who was prepared in the recording studio.

"Wait a minute!" Bi Xia suddenly interrupted Shao Xuxian, who was singing emotionally in the studio.

Shao Xuxian hurriedly stopped singing and looked at Bi Xia with a hint of embarrassment. When working, Bi Xia always exudes a faint majesty, which is not emanating from the size of his voice and the serious expression on his face, but a trait, a serious, professional, and meticulous trait, which makes people can't help but have a trace of awe.

"Let me wait a little longer, history will turn around...... Try to sing this sentence with a falsetto, the voice does not need to be pulled up, it is lowered, and the falsetto is used. Bixia said.

"Hmm"

……

"The mottled city gate, entrenched in the roots of old trees, this sentence should be raised, and the difference on the KEY will be reflected, so that there will be a sense of contradiction!" Bixia interrupted again and said.

"Hmm"

"One More Time"

"Good!"

……

The song was recorded over and over again in fits and starts, and during this time, this song, they almost chewed it up over and over again.

"Super feeling!" The assistant on the side couldn't help but praise. (To be continued......)