Hometown B said, “Don’t, don’t, don’t. Wait until I plug my ears.”
Sang Wuyan was annoyed and jumped up and said, “Fuck you!”
Li Lulu smiled: “Wei Hao, your repertoire, we ordered it for you, and here we go.” Then, he handed the microphone to Wei Hao.
He took the microphone lazily, and then came the accompaniment, the song “Twilight Blue”.
Looking at him holding the microphone with a leisurely expression, Sang Wuyan recalled the previous incident. At that time, Wei Hao didn’t sing very much, and organized a band “eleven” with his classmates. He was famous in A-size, and he was just a low-key bass player, and Xu Qian, who is now the anchor of the campus radio station, belongs to their band. lead singer.
It wasn’t until my freshman year when Xu Qian wasn’t there and a group of people were singing in the K hall. “Tiny Blue”, I’m going to sing it… ten times.”
Don’t say it ten times, as soon as Sang Wuyan sang three lines, a group of people were dumbfounded. Is this singing? It’s a magic sound. But she was drunk at that time, and she didn’t care about other people’s feelings at all, she held on to the microphone and didn’t let go, just like a “maiba”.
“Wuyan, that’s not how this song is sung.” Wei Hao coaxed her.
“How was that sung?” she asked, pausing.
“I sing to you?”
“Okay… ah. If I sing incorrectly, I will… fine!” Sang Wuyan burped, “No, no, it’s a fine… wine.”
She said letting go.
Wei Hao coaxed the microphone out of her hand.
At that time, Wei Hao really sang in front of everyone for the first time. Half of the song “Tian Ming Wei Lan” actually sang even more infecting the classmates than the original song.
After singing it once, the audience was amazed, but Sang Wuyan alone was drunk and said with a silly smile, “It’s not bad, but it’s a little worse than me…” /
Now, Li Lulu mentioned this song again, just to want them to renew their fate.
Unfortunately, there is no such situation between them as Li Lulu imagined. Sang Wuyan smiled helplessly. The familiar melody sounded again, and Wei Hao sang it while watching the subtitles.
A little wind blows my face
Let me know
The day will dawn
Slightly is her smiling face
Let me hear
She’s pretty
Slightly, ah, that slight
A light breeze blows
Send her fragrance
Let me catch in the Morrowind
Her taste
before dawn
She doesn’t know it yet
I am in the blue sky
Smile at her
Slightly is her gentleness
Make me crazy
She’s good
The music wasn’t over yet, but Sang Wuyan didn’t want to continue listening. He picked up his handbag, got up, pushed open the door of the private room, and walked out.
She breathed a long sigh of relief when most of the hustle and bustle disappeared behind the soundproof doors.
She suddenly remembered that, that morning, she stood by the lake and sang this song so foolishly. Perhaps it was not a coincidence, but she still had a little nostalgia in her heart.
Suddenly, just a little bit, she started to hate the song.
At this moment, Wei Hao chased after him.
“Nothing.” Wei Hao grabbed her.
“I’m out to get some air.” She shook his hand.
“Why are you hiding from me?”
“I don’t.”
“Change your phone number, move out of the dormitory, and detour when you see me at school, haven’t you?” Wei Hao said, “If you can change schools, I guess you will change schools immediately.”
“I moved out, not because of you. I changed my number because I am such a capricious person. I detoured because…” Sang Wuyan paused, and quickly looked for an explanation in his mind, “It’s because of you. Wei Hao is a big star on campus, I’m afraid the road isn’t wide enough to get in your way.”
She’s best at rhetoric.
Wei Hao smiled helplessly: “You really don’t want to have anything to do with me?”
“I don’t want to.”
“Why?”
“I just don’t want to.”
“It’s necessary to explain the matter between me and Xu Qian…”
“Wei Hao,” Sang Wuyan interrupted him, “I don’t want to hear anything.”
“Why?”
“I just don’t want to hear it,” she said.
The argument between the two is back to square one.
Wei Hao suddenly felt powerless and couldn’t reason with Sang Wuyan at all.
“I want to go home,” she said.
“I’ll send you.”
“No!”
(4)
Back home, Sang Wuyan climbed into bed depressed.
The house was terribly quiet, the landlord did not have a TV, and she had no spare money to buy it, so the only entertainment at home was reading books, playing songs, and listening to the radio.
She has been broadcasting at the school radio station since high school, and likes to collect all kinds of good music, popular, classical, rock… So every time she moves, there are more CDs than clothes, and it can fit a large box .
But, at the moment, she doesn’t want to listen to any songs.
“Why didn’t he make it clear?” Cheng Yin asked.
“Do you think it is necessary?”
Saturday night is the time when Sang Wuyan reports the current situation of the week to the phone at home.
“Dad, I want to eat dumplings.” Sang Wuyan coquettishly.
“Alright, alright, is the pocket money enough, or I’ll save some for you to buy glutinous rice dumplings tomorrow?” Father Sang said.
At this time, Sang’s mother was beside her and nagging: “She spends many times the monthly living expenses of Xiaoqiong next door. Are you afraid that she will have no money to buy a bowl of dumplings?”
“But, I just want to eat the kind of sesame stuffing my father made.” Sang Wuyan ignored Sang’s mother and continued to act like a spoiled child.
“I’ll do it tomorrow, and next week your Uncle Yu is going to a meeting in City A and ask him to bring the stuffing to you. But you can only make it yourself.”
“No, I want to eat what you make, I miss you, and I miss home.”
“Then…” Father Sang was embarrassed, “Well, why don’t you come back next week.”
“How about class?”
“No class, we’re taking leave.”
“Bullshit!” Sang’s mother grabbed the phone, “Wuyan, don’t sing along with your father. He’s used to you being lawless. He’s still a teacher, and he doesn’t know how to educate his students.”
Sang Wuyan laughed.
Sang’s mother continued: “Wuyan, the graduate student registration is next month, you can decide whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination or go to work in the society. If you really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, you should concentrate on reviewing, and don’t go to the radio to do those messy things. What a waste of time. Also, don’t put your hopes on your dad, the daughter of a professor at M Normal University opened the back door after reading a book, what a shame to gossip!”
“Well.” Sang’s mother said the truth, and Sang Wuyan had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Other families are strict fathers and mothers, but hers is strict mothers and fathers.
“Do you remember what I said?” Mama Sang asked.
“Remembered.”
“Wei Hao called home last week to ask about your mobile phone. I was so anxious that I was worried. If you really don’t want to talk to others, make it clear, otherwise what will happen to your father and your Uncle Wei in the future? “
What’s wrong? Her mother speaks directly.
There is no possibility between her and Wei Hao.
The weather is getting cooler.
There are not many classes in school these days, so Sang Wuyan goes to the library every day to occupy a seat, reviewing ~IndoMTL.com~ and doing problems. However, apart from going to two cram schools on weekends, the rest of the time is spent on the radio.
Actually, the postgraduate entrance examination is not difficult for her.
In Cheng Yin’s words: “Don’t look at you as a dull-headed person. You have few muscles in your brain, but you are not stupid when you study.”
“My first-class scholarship was summed up by you as not stupid. It seems that you are not too stupid.” Sang Wuyan retorted.
Some programs are integrated into the radio station. The original six o’clock pop music column has been adjusted due to the increase in listening rate and the skyrocketing popularity of Nie Xi.
Nie Xi has been an anchor of this aspect of the show. He is relatively familiar with the industry, and with some connections, he can invite some big names that others can’t ask for to do interviews on site from time to time.
For example, today, Xu Guannao, the idol of Sang Wuyan, came to do the show.
Xu Guannao has been in the arts for several years and has been tepid, but since last year’s album “Tian Ming Wei Lan” began to gather popularity and made a big comeback.
“A song brings great success, what do you think is the main reason for this success? Business operation, or a kind of self-improvement?” Nie Xi chatted casually, “Everyone who knows it knows that , you are known for your hard work in the industry.”
Xu Guannao smiled: “The fans’ love as always is of course one aspect. The record company has supported me a lot. Of course, I would also like to thank Teacher Yijin.”
“Well, Teacher Yijin, the author of the lyrics and music for “Tianming Twilight Blue”.” Nie Xi explained to the audience casually.
“He is really talented.” Xu Guanao continued, “I know that Teacher Yijin’s songs are hard to come by. When he rejected the record company, we were all desperate.” Xu Guanao pondered.
“But there is no chance.” Nie Xi smiled.
“So thank you, Teacher Yijin.” Mr. A said sincerely.
It wasn’t until here that Sang Wuyan outside remembered that “Tianming Twilight Blue” was also written today. No wonder when I read “Libya Shell” that day, I always thought the author was very familiar.
The famous Yijin, Sang Wuyan has heard of it.
In the past two years, this person can make a person popular with one song. But he is very low-key. So far, he has never appeared in public and refused any media interviews. Not to mention age, appearance, life resume, even male or female has only recently been exposed.
Thanks to a scandal.
This year, there was a beautiful woman who suddenly declared herself to be “Yijin” on the Internet, and then published her personal blog. In addition, he revealed a series of “necessary stories” between himself and Xu Guannao.
For a time, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the entertainment industry caused an uproar. There is even an interview with her on a website to interview her creative voice.
Reporter A: “Why did you choose the name Yijin?”
The beauty smiled reservedly: “The past and the present are those ambiguous and warm stories that happened to me, the past and the present are the edification of the Chinese culture since I was a child, but I have a thought after studying abroad for many years. Shock and rendezvous, so I took the pseudonym of these two meanings.”
Reporter A: “It’s amazing, these two simple words actually contain such profound thoughts.”
As a result, it was Xu Guannao’s record company that came out to clarify the facts, not Yijin.
“The scandals between her and Xu Guannao are purely fictitious.”
“Do you have any evidence?”
“It’s actually very simple, this woman is a fake, because she is a man at all.”
The reporters were in an uproar.
“Then, can I invite Yijin to attend the press conference?” a reporter asked.
The spokesperson spreads his hands: “Sorry, this…there is nothing we can do.”
At that time, Cheng Yin commented: “This man is so low-key that he is almost perverted.”
“You are the pervert.” Sang Wuyan frowned.
“I’m praising him.”
“Do you think anyone would use the word pervert to praise people?”
“I am not.”
(5)
Tuesday morning, most people at the radio station were resting. Sang Wuyan forgot his phone in the drawer yesterday, so he went to the radio station to pick it up on a bicycle.
She parked her bike outside to take the elevator.
As a result, there was another man waiting for the elevator, the man with charming eyes that I met by the lake last time. But at this moment, his face was a little serious, and he was holding a cane in his hand.
A very ordinary white metal walking stick, very thin and light.
Sang Wuyan wonders, is this person on crutches at a young age?
The man is tall and straight, but slightly thinner in proportion, in stark contrast to Sang Wuyan, who is petite and has baby fat cheeks. He was originally facing the elevator door, quietly waiting for the elevator to come down, but his eyes were out of focus. After Sang Wuyan came, he politely took a half step to the side.
Sang Wuyan is just a little strange. At this time, there are almost no people on the radio station except those on duty. How could such a handsome guy come to talk about advertisements?
I don’t know if it was because Sang Wuyan was looking at himself or what, the man turned his head sideways, and Sang Wuyan hurriedly retracted his gaze.
She quickly turned her head over, stared at the electronic screen of the elevator, and watched the numbers gradually change, 9, 8, 7…
The phone rang and the man took the phone out of his pocket.
“Well, I’ll go up first, you don’t have to come down.”
I don’t know what the other party said, but the man replied lightly: “The vertical line on the right, the third line from top to bottom, I remember.”
Then hang up.
Such a simple and clear phone call is so simple that it even makes one feel a little indifferent, and there is a vague sense of impatience.
What an extremely impatient man, Sang Wuyan thought.
“Ding dong—” The elevator is coming.
The man paused, seemingly letting himself go first.
Ladies first, that’s right. Sang Wuyan stepped in without hesitation, and then she turned around and pressed the floor button, only to realize that the man had lowered the cane before starting to touch the elevator door on the left and right, and then reached out to hold the door frame and walk away. Come in.
Standing in place, Sang Wuyan was stunned.
He turned out to be blind.
The ordinary metal white cane turned out to be a blind cane.
Under such circumstances, looking at his line of sight again, it really does not have any focus in the distance. A pair of dark eyes, they are so beautiful, but they can’t see anything…
With a “bang”, Sang Wuyan heard his heart contract violently, and then slowly unwind, he couldn’t tell what it felt.
Regret, regret, sympathy, pity, sigh… It seems that I have mixed feelings all at once.
Recalling the morning when I first met a man in the park, he sat by the lake for a long time with his eyes closed. What was he doing then? Are you listening intently to the voice of the world, or are you quietly waiting for the rising sun to fall into your eyes?
In the elevator, Sang Wuyan was behind and he was in front.
Sang Wuyan originally thought that the man would ask him to help him press the elevator, but seeing that he didn’t speak, he took the initiative to ask: “Do you need help?”
He paused, turned his head slightly, then looked straight ahead and said lightly, “No, thank you.”
After four words, he pursed his lips again.
Sang Wuyan’s brows were furrowed by this politeness of refusing people thousands of miles away, and a trace of displeasure was raised, but this displeasure was immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming sympathy.
She saw him raise his right hand and fumble over the two rows of buttons on the right side of the elevator door. From top to bottom, fingers slowly slide across the metallic surface, and then down again.
There are two vertical elevator buttons, and he fumbled to the inner row on the right.
The elevator was going up, Sang Wuyan wondered if he only reached the second floor, and by the time he got there, his destination had already passed. Therefore, Sang Wuyan’s heart has been waiting nervously.
His fingers are very sensitive, he touches the first button “12”, he pauses slightly, and continues to move down.
Looking at the fingers slowly brushing the buttons, Sang Wuyan suddenly remembered the phone call just now.
He said, “The vertical on the right, the third row from top to bottom, I remember.” That’s how someone described to him how to press an elevator button. There is no braille sign on this elevator button.
He touches the “10” where he stops and presses it without hesitation.
However, Sang Wuyan was dumbfounded, and the lights on the tenth floor went out.
The characteristic of the radio station elevator is that when the button of a floor is pressed back and forth twice, it is canceled. Sang Wuyan also happened to be going to the tenth floor, so it was gone after a toss.
The man didn’t notice it at all, as if he was heavily relieved.
Sang Wuyan thought about it for a while, then gently stretched out his hand, walked around him, and quietly pressed “10” again. After a series of actions, Sang Wuyan was convinced that the man hadn’t noticed, so he felt relieved.
Sang Wuyan wanted to take a long breath, but he gave up. He could only sigh in his heart, as if he was a thief. She touched her pocket unconsciously, and the key was gone.
“Yeah!” she exclaimed.
This noise is especially harsh in elevators.
The man did not move.
Sang Wuyan covered her mouth, then turned her handbag over again, but still nothing.
She frowned, and after two seconds of contemplation, she felt as if she forgot to lock the bike, and the keys were placed in the bike’s basket along with the lock.
Sang Wuyan glanced at the screen before she reached the sixth floor, so she hurriedly pressed the button for the seventh floor. As soon as the elevator stopped and the door opened, she rushed out, preparing to change to another elevator to go down.
While waiting anxiously, Sang Wuyan inadvertently glanced towards the man and saw those clear eyes slowly disappear behind the closed elevator door.