In a large flat-floor bedroom in a suburb.
At midnight, Wang Qiang was still on the phone with the company:
"If Xianyu doesn't release songs in November, our schedule will be November. Anyway, the newcor season is now cancelled. We don't have to make way for newcors in November. Newcors have their own charts..."
Before the rger of the continents, November was Qinzhou's rookie season.
In November, only newcors can sing songs, and singers who have already made their debut will not sing in November.
This is the most praised newcor protection system in Qinzhou music circles.
Later, the continents rged, and the number of singers increased. November was not enough to provide protection for newcors, so the Literary and Art Association issued a new regulation
Cancel the rule of November as the rookie season!
This is not to squeeze the living space of newcors, but to protect newcor singers. Newcors can send songs at any ti in the future, but their works no longer compete with singers who have already debuted, but there is a special newcor new song list.
After this rule ca out, everyone was happy.
Newcors don't have to wait for November to make their debut, and singers who have already debuted don't have to give up the November new song chart competition.
There are even music companies that specialize in guarding the new song list for newcors, and try to dig people when good seedlings appear.
"Row."
The human on the phone said: "Let's see what's going on with Xianyu this month. I will also ask the people from Starman to find out. You will wait for my good news first."
"Well, I'm hanging up."
Wang Qiang looked at the computer, and it was 12:05.
"In a hurry to listen to the song?"
"Well, let's see if the three of us withdrew is the right decision."
"Okay, I'll go and listen."
When the phone hung up, Wang Qiang looked at the computer.
In October, when Xianyu made a song, 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 to wait for Xianyu's new song, so after hanging up the phone, he put on the headphones for the first ti and found the song "White Rose" that had been released and occupied the largest promotional banner of the player.
Lyricist: Xianyu
Composer: Xian Yu
Singing: Sun Yaohuo
Seeing Sun Yaohuo's na, Wang Qiang's eyes flashed with envy, and then clicked on the song to play.
The prelude is very familiar.
It was exactly the sa as "Red Rose".
If you don't look at the title of the song and just listen to the prelude, everyone will think this is "Red Rose".
But as the subsequent singing began, this idea was imdiately broken:
"The passion of Bai Ru Bai Fang was swallowed and the champagne evaporated completely early; Bai Ru Bai Moth dived back to the red world and overlooked the spiritual position; but after love suddenly turned into a musty, it is like dirty and filthy, don't ntion it; silent and smiling rose with thorns in return, only trusting defense... "
Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly.
If you read it in Mandarin, the word does not rhy, and even a bit obscure.
However, Sun Yaohuo sang in the open style of Qiyu, and the feeling ca out imdiately after singing.
It is still such a beautiful lody, the rhy of every word is very neatly pressed, and the ending breath is often vomited in the most comfortable position, and the purity of Sun Yaohuo's tone is enough to make the ears pregnant.
The sound broke the obscure barrier of lyrics.
When the main song cos, even people who don't understand Qi language understand what the song is actually singing. When recalling the version of "Red Rose", the sense of substitution suddenly becos deep.
The music is actually not gorgeous, there is no explosive drums, no gorgeous arrangents, only Sun Yaohuo's voice is slightly hoarse and helpless:
"How cold but still beautiful, what you can't get is never expensive, when you are at a disadvantage, how can you not attack your scheming, show awe and test your laws; even if the nightmare is still beautiful, willing to underline your nobility; a bunch of roses imitate your heart Funeral, when the past is invalidated, when love has passed, the next life..."
Wang Qiang's study of Qiyu is not deep, but he has no more frustration when he hears this.
His eyes suddenly beca sore.
Are red roses and white roses...
For n, two roses symbolize two won.
If the red rose is already obtained but not cherished, then the white rose is out of reach.
No matter how cruel, no matter how reserved and noble, a man will be happy.
It was as if it was a cruel dream, destined to be unable to hold it tightly, but not willing to be sober.
Xian Yu wrote about the commotion in "Red Rose".
And "White Rose" explains the source of the commotion.
It is obviously the sa lody, but it tells a connected story, one is the habit and tiredness of red roses in life, and the other is the dazzling and coquettishness of white roses in dreams.
The forr tolerated, the latter collapsed.
At this mont, in Wang Qiang's mory, a figure that had been forgotten seed to resurface, like a nightmare he didn't want to recall.
But I shouldn't miss her.
I already have a new partner by my side, and the forr White Rose married and had children last year.
But mories are just unreasonable.
The more restrained Wang Qiang was, the more there were countless fragnts of emotions in the pupa, like being in the quagmire of reincarnation created by songs, unable to escape and unable to escape.
Suddenly, the voice in my ear eased again:
"Bai Rubai was busily and inexplicably ~ and it was not the one who got it. Bai Rubai sugar was mistakenly cast into the world and died in consumption..."
Wang Qiang's heart suddenly quieted, as if it had been broken a little bit, and then slowly reshaped.
As if aware of Wang Qiang's emotions, the sound in the headphones continued, but did not intend to continue.
"Even though the nightmare is still beautiful, I am willing to base it on your nobility, give roses, co to the funeral, and the past is invalidated when I have passed another life..."
The lody is still the sa, but it reveals a bit of desolation.
Wang Qiang suddenly exhaled, smiled and took off the headphones, completely out of the vortex of confusion.
How about getting it?
It just got a commotion.
What if it is lost, but it is another life in the sea of suffering. If a person is split into two halves, how can one tell who is the white rose and the red rose?
It's just the demons at work.
Wang Qiang showed a smile. He didn't know if he was fortunate to get out of the quagmire of the October season list early, or he was fortunate that he was out of an emotional vortex.
He opened Xianyu's tribal account with a ghost, and wanted to pay attention, but saw Xianyu send a ssage.
"Every man has had two won like this, at least two. Married a red rose, and over ti, the red one beca a sar of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still the moonlight before the bed; he married a white rose. The white one is a sticky rice stick on the clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart."
At this mont, Wang Qiang was completely relieved.
The mosquito blood on the wall is actually the cinnabar mole. The sticky rice on the clothes is the white moonlight. If you can't get it, it is not the reason for your commotion. Please be kind.
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