Country Composer

Chapter 72 "Love Song of the West Sea"

In this round of four-player PK competition, the order of appearance of the players is based on the order of each competition area, west, east, south, north.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoshu, who bears the brunt, was called on the stage.

Wearing a T-shirt from Wugu Dachang, Ma Xiaoshu ran up to the stage in high spirits, hurrying up and eating barbecue after the game.Ah yes, Mr. He hasn't been invited yet. He is busy with business, so he just rushed over this afternoon.

He Jiyong smiled and said: "Xiaoshu is still so energetic after a week of absence. As the first contestant to perform on stage today, are you nervous?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "Nervous, very nervous. After all, it's a breakout match... Well, don't rush away after the match. We got a cow and have a barbecue at night."

He Jiyong was stunned: "Are you so nervous that you want to eat a cow? Why did you suddenly treat me?"

Ma Xiaoshu was a little shy: "Hey hey... Isn't this shining? After receiving the job, Gou Jian bought a cow as soon as he got excited."

He Jiyong laughed helplessly: "It can be seen that the word nervous is not in the dictionary of our little friend Ma Xiaoshu. Just now it was perfunctory for us. I am waiting to eat your barbecue, but let's get back to business , did you bring the original song today?"

"Yes!"

"A few days ago, I saw your hot search on the Internet, asking Ma Xiaoshu to hold back the song."

"It was a little uninspired at first."

"Then later?"

"Later, I video-chat with Mr. Jackdaw every day, and he really likes chatting with me."

"Ahahaha...cough, I mean, is your relationship really so good?"

"of course!"

"So, this song is also inspired by jackdaws?"

"That's not true. The melody honk at the beginning was inspired by him. Later, I was wandering around the homestay area... Ah no, when I was visiting Caifeng, I saw some homestays had message walls, all of which were written by tourists. .One of them hit me, so I created today's song."

"Well, what's the name of this song? I remember that the key word you drew last time was promise."

"Yes, this song is called "The Love Song of the West Sea"."

He Jiyong nodded: "Qinghai Lake was called the West Sea in ancient times, and Ma Xiaoshu's "Love Song of the West Sea" must have something to do with it! Regarding this creation, does Ma Xiaoshu have anything to say?"

Ma Xiaoshu suddenly became excited: "What I want to say is that this song is the one I am most satisfied with so far! Very satisfied!"

"why?"

"Because, I think it deserves to be played on the stereo of a rural motorcycle."

"Uh... your pursuit is really unique."

In the audience, Hao Shengyin has already started to roll her eyes, the song played on the motorcycle in the countryside?How earthy is that?
Bai Xiaobao had a calm demeanor with a smile on his face. He had personally instructed Ma Xiaoshu to sing this song, so he knew the quality of this song.

Ma Xiaoshu was complacent: "I'll turn the motorcycle I saved into a stereo..."

He Jiyong hurriedly reminded: "Hey! You are almost done. It is against the law to modify a vehicle without permission."

"Don't let people know..."

"Shh!"

"Shh what? Oh, it's live. Sorry, I'm just talking, how can I modify the motorcycle? Absolutely not!"

"Pfft, I'm quitting, you should still sing."

As his name suggests, He Jiyong retreated bravely and stepped down gracefully.

Ma Xiaoshu: "Thank you..."

Audience: "Non-fried healthy noodles, Wugu Dachang warms your stomach and warms your heart even more!"

Ma Xiaoshu was quite satisfied: "Special thanks..."

Audience: "Mr. Jackdaw! Hahaha..."

Ma Xiaoshu said: "There is one more person to thank. I don't know who she is, I only know that there is a word Ying in her name. I found her message to Yong on the message wall of the homestay, and then I learned from the local herdsmen I learned their stories from my mouth, so...there was this song. No matter where you are, this song is for you!"

No matter where you are, this song is for you?

Isn't it a sick sentence?
Some people even think that Ma Xiaoshu is playing tricks.

And thousands of miles away, in a cramped rental house in a southern city, a young girl who was eating fried rice noodles froze for a moment, turned off her mobile phone and looked up at the old, dilapidated small TV.

What show is this?Who is this guy?Who is he talking about?

She just came back from working overtime and turned on the TV for dinner. The busy work during the day is her anesthetic, and the noise in the TV at night is her magic weapon to block her thoughts. As long as the sound of the TV is amplified, she can stop thinking about things.

However, today was a bit special, her heart was shaking, and the plastic lunch box in her hand was also beating.

She turned her head to look at the side of the bed, a small tea mug filled with soil.

It will not be such a coincidence.

Will not.

On the TV, the prelude began to sound, melodious and slightly sad, especially the embedded sound of Matouqin, which made people's hearts throbbing.

Since you left, I have lost my tenderness

Waiting on this snowy mountain road is long

Hear the cold wind howling

I can't see the edge and the wind cuts my face like a knife
Can't wait for the blue sky of the West Sea

speechless vast plateau

……

Swish!
The girl's tears slid down and fell into the cold fried rice noodles.

At this moment, the bright stage by the Qinghai Lake in the TV was blurred, and behind the stage, the distant snow mountain came to her as if it had come to life.

She seemed to see the bright smile on his dark and cracked face, brighter than the plateau sun.

He said: "I found a beautiful plant at the observation station. It can bloom small and light flowers. Its delicate body is always lying in the crevices of the rocks to avoid the intrusion of wind and rain. Next time, the summary information will definitely be given to You bring this beautiful flower."

That year, she and he were still in college, and they walked into the beautiful and extremely barren Hoh Xil together.

She was at Budongquan, a Tibetan antelope observation station with a relatively large number of people and a slightly better environment, while he went to the Tuotuohe observation station with the most difficult conditions.

Below the majestic snow-capped mountains is the vast Gobi, and Hoh Xil is known as the "forbidden zone of life" due to the high cold and lack of oxygen.

The Tuotuo River Observation Station where he is located has only one tent, and the cold seems to penetrate into the bone marrow. The lowest temperature there can reach minus 40 degrees Celsius. He works and lives under such difficult conditions.However, every time he went to the observation station where she worked to collect reports, he only told her anecdotes about himself in Hoh Xil, but he never mentioned a bitter word.

Once when he came to Budongquan Observatory to compile reports, he told her that he found a beautiful plant.

Every day, she is looking forward to the day when he will come to summarize for the last time, because the two of them are about to finish this volunteer work, and they can hand over the work to the next batch of volunteers, and then both of them can return to their schools and return to Warm big southern city.

that morning.

But she suddenly found that three small cars were driving at the same time, and many leaders got out of the car, but he was the only one.The leaders surrounded her with concern, shook hands with her and greeted her softly. She was at a loss and felt dizzy...

The leader took out all his things, including the tooth jar with a small flower in it.

Remember you promised me
won't let me lose you

But you flew so far with the migratory birds returning to the south

Love is like a kite with a broken string

I can't hold back the promise you made
I am waiting for the warm spring on the top of the snow mountain

Lone geese waiting for the return of the plateau ice and snow

love can't last

can't go back to our past
(End of this chapter)