Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 329 327 "White Rose" "Red Rose"

"Wow, that song is really good!"

Luo Yun couldn't help humming again.

White as white teeth, passion is swallowed

Champagne has evaporated completely
White as a white moth sneaking back to the world of mortals
It was the original time and space, "White Rose" composed by Liang Qiaobai, written by Li Zhuoxiong, and sung by Eason Chan!
"Hum such a nice tune, it's cheaper than that Wu Jingqi!" Luo Yun curled her lips again.

Among the new Cantonese songs written by Yu Dongqing, this one is her favorite.

give away again
Yu Dongqing shook her head.

woman.

If a person is not pleasing to the eye, no matter how you look at it, it is not pleasing to the eye.

Don't you know that Wu Jingqi is not singing in vain, but still gives us creative benefits?

The next morning, Yu Dongqing originally wanted to send her daughter to Liu Shiqi's house, but Luo Yun, who had come from her home in Dongzhimen early in the morning, said that she would drive by herself and asked Yu Dongqing to go directly to Lijing Hotel.

"Have fun with Wu Jingqi." Before leaving, Luo Yun said to Yu Dongqing.

Ah?
what this said
After climbing the Great Wall, visiting the Great Wall Museum, the Great Wall Dome Cinema, and taking the Great Wall cableway until the sun went down, the two drove back indoors.

They didn't go to any restaurants in the evening, and the two went to eat crayfish on Guijie Street, Dongzhimen Inner Street.

Naturally, it is the most famous Hu Da Restaurant.

The two ordered a large plate and ate with relish.

"Holly, where is Tongtong, who will take care of her so late?" Wu Jingqi asked with concern.

"It's okay, Luo Yun is here."

"Sister Hello is really virtuous." Wu Jingqi praised, then suddenly changed the topic: "Holly, we two played all day today, Sister Luo, is she relieved?"

After hearing this, Yu Dongqing stopped peeling the crayfish in her hand, and looked at her: "Tell me, what are you worried about?"

"That's not necessarily true." Wu Jingqi rolled her eyes, "If it wasn't for Sister Luo, maybe I really wanted to chase you."

Ah?
is it?

Yu Dongqing smiled slightly.

Some people can only be friends, but never lovers.

Without that feeling, the spark of love cannot be wiped out.

Wu Jingqi spent three days in Yanjing, and Yu Dongqing accompanied her to visit the Forbidden City, Nanluoguxiang, Summer Palace and other places.

Tomorrow morning, Wu Jingqi took the plane to fly back to Xiangjiang. In the evening, the two of them ordered a cup of coffee at Phoenix Café in Wudaoying Hutong and drank slowly.

"Holly, what did I tell you?" Wu Jingqi looked up at Yu Dongqing and asked tentatively.

She hasn't mentioned this matter these days, and neither has Yu Dongqing.

But she was going back to Xiangjiang tomorrow, so she couldn't help asking.

"I've already written it. I'll send it to your WeChat. Listen to it." Yu Dongqing picked up her phone after speaking.

"Really, thank you so much." Wu Jingqi was surprised and delighted.

She took out her mobile phone, and sure enough, she saw an audio file sent by Yu Dongqing, and hurriedly put on the wireless earphones to listen to it.

dream dream dream

The red under house arrest in the red line
All the stimuli left behind the tired pain
no more indifference

It turns out that that time and space is also "Red Rose" composed by Liang Qiaobai, written by Li Zhuoxiong, and sung by Eason Chan.

Sad, lazy.
Wu Jingqi became excited after listening carefully.

Sure enough, it was Father Qu, and his hand was a masterpiece.

"Thank you, Dongqing, it's so nice, I will make this song the title song of the new album!" Wu Jingqi smiled happily.

This trip to Yanjing by myself is worthwhile.

"Just like it." Yu Dongqing smiled.

"Hey, Dongqing, is this "Red Rose" the Mandarin version of the song you wrote?" Wu Jingqi asked suddenly.

Yu Dongqing didn't hide anything and nodded.

"Can you let me listen to the Cantonese version of your writing?" Wu Jingqi suddenly became interested.

"Yes, but according to the rules of our band, we can't spread it outside now, but you can listen to it."

After Yu Dongqing finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone, opened an audio file and handed it to Wu Jingqi.

"White Rose"? !

"Red Rose" in Mandarin, "White Rose" in Cantonese, this name is good.

Wu Jingqi hurriedly put on her earphones and listened carefully.

The song is still the same song just now, but the lyrics have changed, and what it seems to be telling has also changed.

Wu Jingqi listened to it twice, and then listened to the song "Red Rose" again, then put down the earphones and sighed.

"Holly, after listening to your two songs in Cantonese and Mandarin, I have some thoughts, and I can't express my feelings."

"Hehe, what do you think?"

"I think for men, the red rose is a trace of fascination that can't be obtained, kept, or let go. It hurts each other, burns out and blooms, and finally falls into a flash of fireworks."

"As for the white rose, it is pure and untouched by the fireworks of the world, but it is doomed to be out of place, with thorns and defenses, and covered with bruises. It eventually turns into a pitiful funeral. Love passes away, joy in vain, but obsessed with the fate of the next life. Holly, you say Am I right?"

"That's right." Yu Dongqing nodded, took a sip of coffee and continued:
"Some people say that every man in this world has had this kind of emotional experience, at least two. If you marry a red rose, after a long time, the red one will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one will still be "moonlight in front of the bed", elusive,

If you marry a white rose, the white one will become a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, and the red one will be a cinnabar mole on your heart. "

"Ha! Dongqing, your summary is more brilliant!" Wu Jingqi laughed.

It wasn't me who said it, but a woman named Eileen Chang.

But there is no Eileen Chang in this time and space.

Stirring the coffee in the cup, Wu Jingqi suddenly lowered her voice and asked, "Holly, who is the red rose in your heart, and who is the white rose?"

this?

A girl suddenly appeared in Yu Dongqing's heart.

And that smiling face with crescent-shaped eyes, and that nice voice.

"Uncle, at your age, why do you still like rock and roll?"

"Some people say that men who like folk songs are all smoking, drinking, and sleeping with girls. Uncle, do you like this too?"

"Uncle, I like rock and roll simply because I like it, listening to music makes me feel happy"

At this moment, Yu Dongqing suddenly went crazy.

"holly?"

Wu Jingqi's voice brought Yu Dongqing back from memory to reality, she shook her head quickly and said, "I don't have it, it's just two songs, don't make wild guesses."

Wu Jingqi didn't ask any more questions.

That Luo Yun is undoubtedly Yu Dongqing's red rose, but who is the white rose?
It's not me anyway, ha!

After the two had finished drinking coffee, it was not early, so Yu Dongqing was going to send Wu Jingqi back to the hotel, and later went to Hou Haiyanzi Alley to pick up her daughter.

The two left the coffee shop and got in the car. Wu Jingqi seemed to think of something, and said to Yu Dongqing: "Dongqing, you will hold a concert at the Xiangjiang Red Hall in January, but you have competitors."

"Competitor?" Yu Dongqing was a little confused.

"Zhang Jiaming is going to have a concert in Central Space, the time is exactly the same as yours."

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