Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 133 If there is an afterlife

After leaving the dormitory, Ouyang Rui skipped class all day.

I didn't go to the library, I didn't go to the study room, I went to the place where he worked part-time, and I didn't see anyone.

The boss also wondered, where did Xiao Rui, who usually works so hard, go.

In the Internet cafe, Ouyang Rui wore headphones and played games all day, his expression numb.

He thought that he and Lin Hui should be considered buddies after getting along for so long.

Unexpectedly, he really looked down on him as Tang Fulin said, from the bottom of his heart.

Look down on a poor kid like him.

He was really sad when he heard him talk about a bitch.

You can look down on me, but you can't despise my love.

Children from poor families also have the right to like someone.

There is nothing wrong with that.

After a wave of mistakes in the game, the mid laner pinged him several waves of signals in a row.

He immediately became irritable and started typing and spitting people.

He is always very friendly when playing games, and he has a good attitude, like a powder keg that explodes at the touch of a button.

On the balcony outside the dormitory, Lin Hui was smoking cigarettes one by one, and the cigarette butts piled up in the groove below the balcony.

He remained silent the whole time without speaking, just looking at the teaching building in the distance.

Lin Hui is a person who has very few friends. He hangs out with women all day long and has few friends to talk to.

Ouyang Rui should be counted as one.

He regarded him as a brother, but he didn't expect that this brother would fight him for a bitch.

……

On the way back to Baijin, Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi were in the same car.

Hearing Gongsun Jin talk about the incident in the dormitory, Zhong Lingzi also felt a little regretful.

"This kind of thing is not good."

"Love makes people blind."

"Did you tell him about Zhuo Yufan?"

Zhong Lingzi asked.

"Not yet, I don't know how to talk to him. Let him calm down first."

"If he knows, he should be very sad."

Gongsun Jin was also a little worried.

No one wants the person they like to be so unbearable.

All the enthusiasm was fed to the dog, and Ouyang Rui didn't know how much he would be hit by that time.

"I hope he can wake up in time."

Back in the recording studio, the two practiced singing with Zhang Yana as usual.

During the period, I ran into some artists under Platinum, and they would greet them warmly.

"Today is another day to record the trailer. I don't know what the theme of this episode is."

After recording the song, the two took the company's car to the recording location of "The Sound of Sheng Sheng".

"Are you sure? What if the theme given by the program group is very difficult?"

Zhong Lingzi was still a little apprehensive.

Although she won the first place in the last issue, she knew that it was mainly because of the excellent quality of Gongsun Jin's arrangement and lyrics.

"Relax, it's okay."

Gongsun Jin comforted him.

Seeing his indifferent face, who seemed to have a plan in mind, Zhong Lingzi felt a little relieved.

Arriving at the venue, the two got out of the car together, the flash lights lit up in the corners of their eyes, and the sound of the camera clicking kept ringing.

Looking at the surrounding photography, Zhong Lingzi didn't hide behind Gongsun Jin like last time, and she also gained a little courage.

But she still held Gongsun Jin's sleeve tightly with a small hand, for fear that she would lose it.

"In this issue, what ranking do you think you can get?"

"I don't know what the theme is yet, so I dare not draw conclusions too early."

Facing the question, Zhong Lingzi smiled sweetly and became more tactful.

"This time, do you have candy in your pocket?"

The photographer then asked Gongsun Jin.

"I brought it, do you want to eat?"

Gongsun Jin took out two big white rabbit toffees from his pocket.

"think!"

The young lady in charge of the recording smiled slightly.

"Not for you!"

Gongsun Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and gave the remaining candy to Zhong Lingzi beside him.

Zhong Lingzi smiled, tore off the icing, and chewed the toffee happily.

The staff in charge of recording laughed together.

Although these two are considered top-notch now, they just don't have any airs.

When the two walked in, there were many fans following with their mobile phones.

Zhong Lingzi didn't think they were bothering her either, she even squinted her eyes and made a gesture of scissors with a smile.

After entering the lounge, all the singers greeted each other with warm smiles.

Without the sense of alienation and indifference that she had when she first arrived, even Zhang Yin, who could not get used to Zhong Lingzi, was smiling.

Zhong Lingzi also greeted each one with a smile and exchanged a few words of pleasantries.

Although she doesn't like socializing and being sophisticated, she is here to record the show after all, so she still needs to be courteous.

Zhang Yana watched the last program very seriously.

Not only did he severely criticize Zhong Lingzi for her poor performance, but she also taught her a lot of speaking skills.

When Xin Lin saw Zhong Lingzi, he also took the initiative to let her sit next to him, and they had a good conversation.

There is quite a kind of love of the elders when they see the younger ones.

Each of the singers spoke individually to the people who taped the show and did some interviews.

I made a summary of my previous program, and then expressed some expectations for my next performance.

"Who are you most worried about this issue?"

"Of course I am most worried about myself, because I did not perform well in the last period. If I still perform at the bottom in this period, I will bid farewell to this stage."

Zhang Yin smiled wryly.

"If you want to ask who you are most worried about, I'm still worried about Lingzi. She performed so perfectly in the last episode, which immediately raised the audience's expectations. This is a good thing for her, but it also bears a huge burden. Pressure. Of course, I am looking forward to her repeating the glory of the previous episode in this episode."

Xin Lin was very optimistic about Zhong Lingzi and spoke highly of him.

"The singer I'm most worried about? Maybe it's me. I'm a little worried. I didn't perform well in this episode and let everyone down."

"No matter what, I'll do my best."

Zhong Lingzi smiled.

After the simple interview, it's time to determine the topic.

The host turned on the big screen, and more than a dozen confirmed themes flashed rapidly.

Many singers and supporting teams waited with bated breath, staring at the big screen without blinking.

The camera is floating on everyone's face, and the background sound effect is the sound of drums, which is also like a heartbeat, tense and exciting.

"Timeout!"

"The theme of this issue is..."

The flashing characters on the screen stopped, leaving only two large characters.

"if."

Two words with infinite possibilities.

When it comes to if, there will always be countless regrets.

There are countless ifs in countless novels, movies, TV dramas, and love songs.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in reality.

Xin Lin leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, twitched his chin slightly, and hummed a melody in a low voice.

It seems that I already have the lyrics in my heart.

Chen Baoyu touched the guitar, thoughtful.

Zhang Yin and Yang Yu looked at each other and smiled, as if inspired, and chatted eagerly with the support team.

"How about it?"

"Small idea."

Gongsun Jin smiled happily.

"And it is!"

After seeing this theme, Zhong Lingzi happily stretched out her little paw, ready to give Gongsun Jin a high-five.

Gongsun Jin bypassed her hand and patted her head.

Zhong Lingzi puffed out his cheeks, and angrily stretched out his hand to rub Gongsun Jin's hair into a mess.

When the photographer saw this scene, he quickly adjusted the camera to record it, with a smile on his face.

CP fans have sugar again.

Zhong Lingzi pointed at the camera, pouted, and said solemnly: "The part just now has been subtracted, and it is not allowed to be broadcast!"

"OK!"

The photographer made an OK gesture, but in his mind he planned to add special effects to this segment, and then a slow-motion and narration.

"Gongsun Jin, have you thought about the title of the song?"

"almost."

After recording the trailer, when the show ended, Zhong Lingzi still held Gongsun Jin's arm tightly, for fear that he would get lost.

"What's the name of the song?"

"Don't worry, you'll know in a while."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

"You tell me first."

Zhong Lingzi took his arm and began to act softly.

Being so close, Gongsun Jin could smell the strong milky fragrance on her body.

The girl's catkins were tightly wrapped around his arms, as soft as if they had no bones.

Obviously that hand had no strength, but it made him unable to break free.

"Go to dinner first, your treat!"

"Okay, please."

Zhong Lingzi was very forthright, and took him by the arm to a small shop on the street.

From the window facing the street, you can smell the fragrance of roses.

On a winter night, the weather is slightly cold.

In the dimly lit place outside the window, a woman stood shivering under the street lamp.

A man handed over a few hundred dollars, and the two held hands and entered the hotel.

The old woman who sells roasted sweet potatoes at the stall has wrinkled and wounded hands, and receives crumpled banknotes of a few yuan.

The wife at the side took off his old felt hat and put it on the old woman's head.

The two old men smiled, showing sparse teeth and wrinkled faces.

All these scenes were watched by Gongsun Jin and Zhong Lingzi.

This is an era when there is no result when you go to bed.

True love is like a ghost, I have only heard it from others, but never met it.

After a while, Gongsun Jin suddenly asked Zhong Lingzi, "What does your ideal love look like?"

Zhong Lingzi held her chin and smiled slightly.

"There is a small family that can settle down, a stable job, a person you can rely on, and a well-behaved and naughty child."

"You don't need to be rich, you don't need to worry about your livelihood."

"People like me don't know how to spend money even if they have money. Now that I have made so much money, I'd better go to the fly shop with you."

After Zhong Lingzi finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing.

After a short pause, she said leisurely, "Actually, I don't like life in a big city."

"The happiest day in my memory is when I was a child, going to my grandmother's house in the countryside."

"Holding dogtail grass on the ridge of the field, chasing butterflies with bare feet."

"At a glance, there are golden rapeseed fields."

"In summer, it is a golden wheat field. When the wind blows, there will be waves."

"A scarecrow with shabby clothes and a straw hat can be seen in the distance."

"The adults are busy harvesting, and the wheat is piled up into hills."

"I was barefoot, rolled up my trouser legs, walked across the creek, and used earthworms to catch shrimps by the creek."

"Sometimes, I even envy the love of the previous generation."

"There is a hut in the country. I work at sunrise and rest at sunset."

"Have a child with the one you like, and he will grow up and go away slowly, just like a kite whose string is broken and never comes back."

"He has his home, and we have ours."

Zhong Lingzi always smiled gently.

"Young people today are kidnapped by houses."

"It's like Lu Yao's "The Ordinary World". After coming out of Shuangshui Village and seeing the big world outside, it became a kind of misfortune."

"Who made us read so many books? Once we have seen the outside world, we can never go back to our hometown."

"Sadly, there's no place to stay, and no clean love in the big cities."

Zhong Lingzi talked a lot. She looked at the hotel outside and the women standing cowering under the streetlights, and gradually lost her smile.

"I think I know what song to write for you."

"What song is it?"

Zhong Lingzi came back to his senses.

"The food is here, let's eat first."

The waiter presented several side dishes.

Hot and sour potato shreds, minced meat eggplant, mapo tofu, you can eat a lot with rice.

"Tell me, what's the name of the song?"

While cooking, Zhong Lingzi looked at Gongsun Jin with anticipation.

"If there is an afterlife."

Gongsun Jin said leisurely.

When the word "if" was mentioned, this song came to his mind.

Although Gongsun Jin didn't like Gao Xiaosong, he had to admit that the lyrics of this song were really beautiful.

Tan Weiwei's singing skills are beyond doubt, she sings very well.

But Gongsun Jin felt that she was "exerting too much force".

Both the lyrics and the composition of this song are full of innocence and clarity.

More like a teenage girl, an innocent fantasy.

Therefore, Gongsun Jin always felt that the person who sang this song should also be a teenage girl.

It doesn't need any fancy and sophisticated skills, just sing it with a girl's clean and clear voice, which is the best interpretation of this song.

This song has won ten nominations including the Golden Melody of the Year in the 2010 China Song Rankings, the Best Lyricist of the Year in the Mainland, the Best Composer of the Year and the Best Arranger of the Year.

The quality is naturally high.

"Can you sing it to me?"

"When I get to Platinum, I'll sing it to you."

Gongsun Jin reached out and rubbed her hair, as if ruffling his hair before taking revenge on her.

"Humph!"

Zhong Lingzi snorted softly, then punched him in the chest with her small fist.

"Million Ton Boxing!"

Zhong Lingzi used a million-ton punch, and the effect is outstanding!
Gongsun Jin clutched his chest, gasping for air in pain.

The girl raised her chin slightly and smiled triumphantly.

Back at Platinum's recording studio, Zhong Lingzi watched Gongsun Jin begin to write songs.

Zhang Yana and Shi Qing were also watching.

There is no "if" mentioned in this song, but it is called "if there is an afterlife".

Because the beautiful things mentioned in the lyrics are all imagined.

"The lyrics are written very simply and purely, but they are extraordinarily beautiful."

Zhang Yana nodded repeatedly.

"Well, like a modern poem."

Shi Qing said, and silently read it twice.

The more I taste, the more I feel that if there is an afterlife, these words will always have an indescribable sadness.

After writing the lyrics, Gongsun Jin began to compose and arrange the music.

Instruments need to use acoustic guitar and flute, as well as harmonica and so on.

There is also an interlude of an orchestral canon.

"Is this song also in your inventory?"

Zhong Lingzi leaned over, blinking his eyes.

"Well, it was done a long time ago."

"This song is suitable for teenage girls, it doesn't require much advanced technique."

"The purer the voice and the more sincere the emotion, the better."

After finishing the lyrics, music, and arrangement one by one, Gongsun Jin handed the score and lyrics to Zhong Lingzi.

"Let's start practicing."

He picked up an acoustic guitar and began to pluck the strings to accompany her.

"okay!"

Zhong Lingzi looked at the lyrics, remembered Gongsun Jin's words, and began to sing.

"Before, people started harvesting in April."

"Lying and laughing on top of the tall grain piles."

"I walked through the golden wheat fields to sing to the Scarecrow."

Zhong Lingzi closed her eyelids tightly and sang with great concentration.

I dropped all the tricks, forgot about reality, just to find the feeling of this song.

The practice process was very smooth, and it is not too much to say that it was tailor-made for her.

The artistic conception that the song wants to express is very in tune with Zhong Lingzi's state of mind.

……

In the evening, after returning to the school dormitory, Gongsun Jin still didn't see Ouyang Rui's person.

Tang Fulin was not there either, Lin Hui was the only one in the dormitory.

"Gongsun, can you accompany me for a drink?"

Lin Hui was smoking a cigarette with a melancholy expression on his face.

"Row."

Although Gongsun Jin doesn't like to drink, she still drinks a few cans of beer, provided she has something to drink with.

At the barbecue stand outside the school, the two found a place in the tent and sat down.

After ordering, Lin Hui pried open the wine bottle, gulped down a bottle, and put it heavily on the table.

"Ouyang Rui is a fool."

he murmured.

I don't know if I want to convince myself or Gongsun Jin.

"It's not a big deal, just talk to each other."

Gongsun Jin comforted him.

"I guess we can't play well with him."

Lin Hui shook his head.

"Gongsun, there is something I didn't tell you before. I went to Qianjiang with him during the National Day, do you remember?"

"I remember, after you came back, you two didn't talk for a long time. Did something happen on the way?"

"Ah."

Lin Hui nodded heavily, then raised his head and looked into Gongsun Jin's eyes, feeling a little drunk.

"If you were me, you'd be crying that night, really."

(End of this chapter)