In the bedroom of a large flat floor in the suburbs.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Wang Qiang was still on the phone with the company:

"If Xianyu doesn't release songs in November, our schedule will be set in November, anyway, now that the rookie season has been canceled, we don't have to make way for newcomers in November, newcomers have their own lists......"

Before the merger of the continents, November was the rookie season in Qinzhou.

Every November, only newcomers can release songs, and singers who have already debuted will not release songs in November.

This is the most praised newcomer protection system in the Qinzhou music scene.

Later, the continents merged, and the number of singers increased, and November was no longer enough to provide protection for newcomers, so the Literary and Art Association issued a new regulation -

Cancel the rule that November is the season for newcomers!

This is not to squeeze the living space of newcomers, but to protect newcomer singers, newcomers can sing at any time in the future, but their works no longer compete with singers who have debuted, but there is a special newcomer new song list.

After this regulation came out, everyone was happy.

Newcomers don't have to wait for November to come out, and singers who have already debuted don't have to give up competing for November's new song charts.

There are even music companies that will specialize in squatting on the list of newcomers and new songs, and try to poach people when good seedlings appear.

"Okay. ”

The person on the other side of the phone: "Then let's see what happens to Xianyu this month, I will also inquire with the people of Xingmang, and you will wait for my good news first." ”

"Well, hang up. ”

Wang Qiang looked at the computer, and it was already twelve and five o'clock.

"Anxious to listen to a song?"

"Well, let's see if the withdrawal of the three of us is the right decision. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to it too. ”

The phone hung up, and Wang Qiang looked at the computer.

In October, Xianyu released a song, and the three first-line singers retreated, and Wang Qiang was one of the three first-line singers who announced the change of schedule.

He didn't sleep so late, just to wait for Xianyu's new song, so after hanging up the phone, he put on his headphones for the first time and found the song "White Rose" that had been released and occupied the player's largest promotional banner.

Lyrics: Envy Fish

Composer: Envy Fish

Singing: Sun Yaohuo

Seeing Sun Yaohuo's name, Wang Qiang's eyes flashed with a hint of envy, and then clicked on the song to play.

The prelude is very familiar.

Sure enough, it's exactly the same as "Red Rose".

If you don't look at the title of the song, just listen to the prelude, everyone will think that this is "Red Rose".

But as the later singing began, this idea was immediately shattered:

"White as white teeth, enthusiasm is devoured, champagne has already evaporated completely, white as a white moth sneaking back to the red world and overlooking the spiritual position, but love is like dirt and filth after the sudden change of mustard, don't mention it; silent with a smile, rose with thorns in return, only trust in defense ......"

Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly.

If read in Mandarin, the word does not rhyme and is even somewhat obscure.

But Sun Yaohuo sang in the open way of Qi language, and when he sang like this, he suddenly felt that it came out.

is still such a beautiful melody, the rhyme of every sentence is pressed to a very neat level, and the breath of the end is always spit out in the most comfortable position, and the purity of Sun Yaohuo's tone is enough to make the ears pregnant.

The sound breaks the barrier of the obscurity of the lyrics.

And when the main song comes, even people who don't understand Qi understand what this song is singing, and recalling the version of "Red Rose", the sense of substitution suddenly becomes profound.

The music is actually not gorgeous, there are no exploding drumbeats, no gorgeous arrangements, only Sun Yaohuo's voice is slightly hoarse and helpless:

"How cold and yet still beautiful, what you can't get is never noble, how you are at a disadvantage and how you don't schem, showing awe and tempting your laws, even if you have nightmares, you are still beautiful, willing to backing your nobility, a pinch of roses simulates the funeral of the heart, the past is nullified, when love has passed, the next life ......"

Wang Qiang didn't study Qi Yu deeply, but when he heard this, he didn't have any setbacks.

His eyes suddenly became a little sour.

Red Roses vs. White Roses......

For men, two roses symbolize two women.

If red roses are something that has been obtained but not cherished, then white roses are beyond reach.

No matter how ruthless he is, no matter how reserved and noble, men are also willing to be happy.

It was as if it was a cruel dream, destined to be unable to hold on, but unwilling to wake up.

Xianyu wrote about the commotion in "Red Rose".

And "The White Rose" explains where that commotion came from.

It is obviously the same melody, but it tells a story of hooking, one is the habits and tiredness of red roses in life, and the other is the dazzling and bewitching of white roses in dreams.

The former endures, the latter collapses.

At this moment, in Wang Qiang's memory, a forgotten figure seemed to resurface, like a nightmare he didn't want to recall.

But I shouldn't have thought about her.

I already have a new partner by my side, and the former White Rose got married and had children last year.

But memories just don't make sense.

The more restrained Wang Qiang became, the more countless fragmentary emotions were in the chrysalis, as if he was in the quagmire of reincarnation created by the song, unable to withdraw and unable to escape.

Suddenly, the voice in my ear softened again:

"Bai Rubai was inexplicably destroyed, and what he got was not the one who was, and Bai Rubai was thrown into the red world by mistake and died in the consumption of the red world......"

Wang Qiang's heart suddenly quieted, as if it had been broken a little bit, and then slowly reshaped.

As if sensing Wang Qiang's emotions, the voice in the headphones continued, but he didn't intend to continue.

"Even if the nightmare is still beautiful, willing to be at the bottom, lining your nobility, give me roses, come to the funeral, and the past is nullified when I have passed another life......"

It's still the same melody, but it reveals a bit of bleakness.

Wang Qiang suddenly exhaled, took off his headphones with a smile, and completely walked out of the whirlpool of turmoil.

What if you get it?

It's just getting a commotion.

What if you lose it, it's just a reincarnation of the bitter sea, if you split it into two halves, how can you tell who is a white rose and who is a red rose?

It's just the demons at work.

Wang Qiang showed a smile, not knowing whether he was glad that he had withdrawn from the quagmire of the October season list early, or whether he was glad that he had stepped out of an emotional whirlpool.

He opened Xianyu's tribal account by mistake, and wanted to pay attention, but saw Xianyu post a news.

"Every man has had two women like that, at least two. Marrying a red rose, over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still 'the bright moonlight in front of the bed'; marrying a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticky on the clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart. ”

At this moment, Wang Qiang was completely relieved.

The mosquito blood on the wall is actually the cinnabar mole, and the sticky rice stuck to your clothes is the white moonlight, you can't get it, it's not a reason for you to be in a commotion, please be kind.