"Yo? Mission accomplished? ”

Jiang Kan was startled and woke up from the joy of his song breaking into the top three.

That's right, the third place winner in January deserves a green raffle and a random music chest.

"Okay, let's draw now!"

"Roger, the draw begins!"

The system emitted an emotionless neutral prompt, and then Jiang Kan saw a colorful disc appear in front of his eyes and began to rotate continuously.

"Stop!"

Jiang Kan shouted in his mind, and the turntable immediately stopped, and the pointer pointed to a column of small characters:

Song: "Old Boy"

"Oh? A song was drawn in the raffle? ”

"And...... Is the song title so weird? system, put it and listen to it? ”

"Okay, please wait!"

Immediately, a melodious guitar sound sounded in Jiang Kan's ears.

“

That's the person I love day and night

How do I express it?

Will she accept me

Maybe I'll never say that to her

I'm destined to wander the world

How can there be care

”

A voice sang the lyrics with vicissitudes and sorrow, and in just a few words, Jiang Kan's thoughts were brought back to more than 20 years ago.

At that time, he had just been admitted to university and was about to leave the small city where he lived to pursue a bigger dream.

But the girl he liked, he never opened his mouth to express his love to her.

He didn't know if the other party would be willing to accept his friendship, and he knew that he was about to leave this place and start another life in a different city than hers.

How can people who are destined to leave, people who are destined to go to two different cities, have concern?

Even if she promised herself after confessing, did she just break up together?

What's more, I can't be sure what the other party is thinking, and I don't dare to step forward timidly, so I can only occasionally look at her past appearance from the photo after taking the graduation photo, and the most beautiful appearance in my heart.

“

Dreams are always out of reach

Is it time to give up

It is the rainy season when the flowers bloom and fall

Spring, where are you

”

The soulful singing continued, Jiang Kan's eyes were closed, and he was quietly immersed in the sadness and sighs that came slowly.

It seems that he is watching, or experiencing that period of time again, which makes him nostalgic and remembers the ordinary past in his heart, and he can't extricate himself.

“

Youth is like a rushing river

If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye

Only the numb me was left, and I didn't have the blood of the year

Look at the flowers floating in the sky

Wither in the most beautiful moment

Who will remember that she was in this world

”

Youth is like a rushing river, just like time passed unconsciously, and when I suddenly woke up, I hadn't said goodbye to her, and I hadn't seen her for more than 20 years.

The young man who was originally full of enthusiasm and wanted to carve out a better future for himself has now experienced the wind and frost of time, and has become a middle-aged man who has become numb to ordinary life, watching the mountains of flowers fall alone in autumn, and the flowers wither and wither at the most beautiful moment when they bloom, and disappear without a trace, as if he has never been to this beautiful and flowery world.

Just like the one who once appeared in her memory, fleeting, hard to find, more than 20 years have passed, I can't tell whether it is a beautiful illusion made up in my mind, or really existed in my short youth, let me cry, laugh, be happy, and be lonely The cherished one, but even the tips of my fingers are carefully dodged, and I have never touched her.

This is really a precious memory of old boys, and it is also those dusty stories that they seem to have forgotten for a long time, but have been buried deep in their hearts......

There has always been a saying: "A man is a teenager until he dies", and not men will always maintain the liveliness and energy of their youth.

Rather, in the bottom of their hearts, there has always been such a person, such a memory, until they are old, unable to walk, unable to speak, they will still wake up in the middle of the night when they carefully open the long-cherished memory in their hearts, cherishing, nostalgic to see the one who once made her cry, laugh, happy, and lonely.

Just like when he was a young man, as if he had never grown old.

Listening to this, a crystal tear in Jiang Kan's eyes began to whirl.

Suddenly, the crystal tear slipped from his left eye, slid down his cheek, slid over his chin, and fell low on the arm resting under his head, drawing a pale gray flower on the surface of the heavy white down jacket.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Jiang Kan's throat was already a little choked, and countless memories instantly hit his heart in a chaotic manner, making him unable to listen to it anymore.

He buried his face between his folded arms and wept silently.

Crying so sadly, so sad, so indulgent, his figure kept stirring, and the room echoed with his deliberately suppressed whimper.

Fortunately, Zheng Yupeng had already gone home at this time, and he was the only one left in the office of the entire composition department.

But even at this time, he didn't dare to cry too loudly, because there were many night workers next door to the office, and if they heard it, the impact would not be very good.

The system also intimately stopped the playback of the song immediately, giving Jiang Kan a time to slow down.

After a long time, Jiang Kan's face buried in his arms slowly lifted up.

"Ah, you guy, you guy, gave me such a sad song......"

Jiang Kan naturally knew that it was not the fault of the system, but that the song was too well written, too touching, and too emotional.

But he just complained a little, why did he give such a sad song to himself, and thought that his life in the past few decades had been too tortuous, not painful enough, not tortured enough?

“……”

The system did not answer him, but silently continued to display the translucent screen with the lyrics in front of his eyes, waiting for him to shout the command "continue playing".

"Go ahead...... Let's play it......"

After stabilizing his mood, Jiang Kan still felt that it was better to continue listening to the remaining half of the song.

After all, as a mature middle-aged man, this willpower and emotional control to resist emotional invasion should still be there.

However, Jiang Kan still miscalculated.

He still overestimated his willpower and emotional control.

When the whole song was finished, he cried again.

This time, instead of burying his face between his arms, he opened the office window very rudely, and cried loudly at the bustling night scene and the cold wind pouring in from the window, venting his emotions!

This song is too TM tearjerking!

The lyricist who wrote this song on Earth, is he really a person?

How can he write such tear-jerking lyrics, making the listener beat his heart up and down with his baton, mobilizing his emotions, moving like a puppet with his heart?

Is this the power of a lyricist?

A good song isn't just about the tune being gripping or engaging.

Its lyrics can play 50% or even 100% more of the song!

For example, if the lyrics of this "Old Boy" are mediocre, it can't cause any emotional ups and downs in people's emotions, or it is just some simple descriptions and repetitions, such as "nostalgia", "memories", "unforgettable...... Something like that.

Can it have such a powerful emotional impact on the listener? Can people fall into the whirlpool of memories as soon as they hear it, quickly connect with their own experiences, form a strong empathy, and mobilize people's emotions to be deeply immersed in this melody?

No, it doesn't.

Jiang Kan's mood gradually returned to stability, and his thoughts gradually returned to sobriety.

He quickly analyzed the lyrics of the song with reason, and found the reason why the song can arouse people's emotions so much and make the listener quickly empathize.