299. The Floating Life (Page 1/1)

With a slightly stiff smile, he took a group photo with his senior sister, and then in Jiang Yu's uncomfortable face and the cheers of the crowd around him, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu walked off the stage with satisfaction.

In the later activities, there was no strange situation, the only thing worth mentioning was probably a middle-aged uncle who was drawn up, and asked Jiang Yu with a nostalgic expression: "Little brother, will you sing Mika Nakajima's "When the Cherry Blossoms Fly"? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's expression was stunned, and he couldn't help but think of the flaxen-colored girl who amazed him for the first time after coming to this world.

Later, he met a group of girls who worked so hard that people couldn't help but want to help them, and he even wanted to come up with the girl group songs he knew that were popular in the last world more than once, and let them sing.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yu still gave up this idea. First, it's hard to explain the source of the song - have you ever seen that teenage boy come up with so many songs that are at least "excellent" in one go? - Second, it's not necessary.

Jiang Yu could vaguely feel the thoughts of the group of girls.

They didn't become idols for the sake of being idols. From beginning to end, their core purpose is the seemingly unrealistic "saving the school". They don't need and don't have to be a well-known world-class girl group, just like the Korean girl group "Girls' Generation", which was almost popular in the last world when Jiang Yuyi was a student.

And if it was just a problem of the level of "school abolition crisis", Jiang Yu always felt that even if he didn't mix it, that group of girls could rely on their own strength to solve it satisfactorily and reach a satisfactory end for everyone.

Moreover, it seems that ...... Recently, in the chat group of the "muse", is there one more person? And the other party always spoke positively, so Jiang Yu couldn't ignore it. Besides, the name is also quite immediate-ninet station as a global ambassador or something......

After thinking like this for a while, what appeared in front of the middle-aged uncle was Jiang Yu's uncertain face. He hurriedly snorted and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, little brother, I won't forget it, just play a tune......"

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart: Is it really already an outdated singer and the tears of the times?

Okay...... It seems that this uncle still seems to be a "trendsetter" who closely follows the current popular vocabulary.

After being brought back to his senses by the other party's sudden snatching, Jiang Yu blinked a little stunned, smiled, and said, "I will, uncle, don't worry~"

"Huh? Oh...... Well, that's good......"

At this moment, the middle-aged uncle's face had the same stunned expression as Jiang Yu just now, and he left the stage with a smile.

Most of the people around him were middle-aged people of that era, and they all focused their expectant eyes on the stage when they heard the words. Although it is said that classics will always be classics, after such an idle year, it is impossible to listen to a young man who performs the songs of the "goddess" that their group of people shared back then, and it is impossible to say in my heart that I don't look forward to it.

Of course, this is mainly because of Jiang Yu's previous outstanding performances, and the expectations given to these people are too high, otherwise it may not be the mood of "expectation" that accounts for the majority.

Human nature, no matter when and where, is the same.

When Jiang Yu sat back in front of the piano, Megumi Kato also silently retreated to the stage, and the mobile personnel who were waiting around hurriedly stepped forward to do some verification work with her, the host of the temporary cameo.

Closing his eyes slightly, Jiang Yu's fingers lightly rested on the keys, and his mind quickly searched for information related to "when the cherry blossoms were flying". In the last world, Jiang Yu had heard a total of two versions of this song, one was naturally the original song, and the other was Tokunaga Hideaki's version.

Both versions are quite good, and they have their own merits. If Jiang Yu wants to sing, it is naturally impossible to imitate Mika Nakajima's voice - he doesn't have that condition - so his choice is quite simple.

Imitating the voice of Tokunaga's wise and neutral woman in his memory, Jiang Yu slowly spoke, with a slightly deep voice, with just the right amount of light piano sound that would not seem noisy, a quiet artistic conception was born.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be immersed in the gentle singing and piano sound, as if they were in the endless prairie, leaning under a huge cherry blossom tree, in an instant, the breeze swept through the fingertips, swept the tips, and the flowers flew one after another, making people can't help but show a heartfelt warm smile.

After the first chorus, Jiang Yu's heart suddenly moved, and the sound of the piano remained unchanged, but when he spoke again, it became another lyric-filling cover work that he personally loved.

So, in the eyes of the bewildered, the still gentle voice began to tell another story.

“……

If you wave your sleeves and don't do goodbye, there are thousands of clouds

But there are thousands of people who linger

If the past and the present are parted, the eternal years are parted

Cangshan negative snow

Rest on the ground

……”

It is a young man who does not know the world and has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and after being abducted down the mountain by a girl who robs tombs for a living, he came into contact with a series of bizarre stories about his parents' past, and implemented the belief that "my life is up to me", and the story of the last arrow to save the earth.

Even after so many years, Jiang Yu can clearly remember the sentence "Life is a big dream of nothingness, Shaohua is white, but in an instant, only the way of heaven is constant, reciprocating and circulating, and it has never ......changed" full of lines revealing a sense of vicissitudes, remembering the tomb, remembering the soft sound of the wooden door "crunching", remembering the woman who was as beautiful as she was back then, looking back in an instant.

"What language is this? Sound familiar? ”

There was such a subtle inquiry from the audience, and soon someone answered: "It should be a Chinese song, probably the words filled in by Brother Jiang Yu himself?" ”

"Hmm...... Cover? ”

"That's not the kind of cover song, is it...... This should be regarded as filling in the lyrics on the original song, can it be regarded as a cover? I don't know......"

"Count, it seems to be in the 'lyrics cover'? Seems to have such a term, right? ”

"Silence! I think this song is very good, please let me listen to it quietly. ”

"Ah...... I'm sorry. ”

Accompanied by the whispers of the audience, Jiang Yu sang this "floating life" with the same face, singing a tragic story that the world has no way to know.

“……

It's better to forget about the world

Tonight, there is no wind, no moon, and the stars are hanging in the sky

Listen to the sound of the flute

Look at it, but the flowers are gone

See you soon

Fang knows that the floating life is not endless

……”

Sogou reading website: