If you are asked to fall in love, will you make the female star angry?

Chapter 148 The sound of Anhe Bridge makes all dogs regret it

Yes, Bai Lu was really drunk.

But Lin Yi was sure of one thing, Bai Lu must have been pretending to be drunk last time.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the night sky over the grassland is not foggy, but a delicate gray and black.

The light of the moon illuminated the entire grassland.

Looking through the window of the yurt, the entire grassland is wrapped in silver, and the occasional starlight shines on the earth, which is a bit dazzling.

Lin Yi also looked at the matouqin.

"In fact, many Chinese musical instruments have their own romantic stories, such as cucurbit flute and matouqin (interested book friends can read it themselves)..."

Grandma Uled nodded and said, "Yes, the story of the Morin Khuur can represent the friendship between Mongolians and horses."

"So, Xiaolin, do you want to play? My piano is a little broken."

Lin Yi shook his head slightly and smiled: "This is the accumulation of time, grandma."

Grandma Uled knows that Lin Yi's music is very good.

I also like to listen to it.

The young lovers also looked over.

Of course, when Hua Yuchen raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and the idea of ​​singing with Lin Yi was destined to be impossible to realize.

Bai Lu hugged Lin Yi's arm tightly and whispered.

"Suddenly I want to hear you sing."

Lin Yi gently took the matouqin.

Stroking the traces of time on it, I had an idea in my mind.

When Lin Yi picked up the bow, the tent became quiet, and the deer outside also poked their heads in and looked in.

He glanced at the moonlight and silver plains outside.

Next to her was the pretty and blushing Bai Lu.

Lin Yi gently played the morin fiddle.

This technique made Grandma Uled shine.

The feeling of regret instantly enveloped the entire yurt.

"I know, those summers."

"Just like youth, you can't get it back."

"In place of dreams, we can only do it with difficulty."

"I know the bullshit*."

"I will laugh it off with my youth."

"Leave me trapped in the city to honor your memory."

As the sound fell, the sound of morinouqin sounded.

Almost instantly, the lively atmosphere in the entire yurt fell to freezing point.

Regret, pain, unknown, and other complex emotions.

Suddenly it hit everyone's heart.

The moonlight outside seemed to turn into silver water, gently cooling everyone's hearts.

Bai Lu looked up at Lin Yi.

Suddenly I wanted to know Lin Yi's past.

What on earth did I go through to be able to write such a song?

I also suddenly had the urge to hold Lin Yi in my arms and let him experience tenderness.

In the live broadcast room, silence was followed by an explosion.

"Huh? It's a new song again, why are you so sorry?"

"It's an improvised song. As soon as the intro played, my dog ​​went into emo. He hugged the baby and looked out the window, feeling unspeakable regret."

"Brother Lin, how many wives have you lost to write such a regrettable melody?"

"What's the name of this song? As soon as the intro starts, I want to cry."

"I left my family and career alone and drifted to Beijing for five years. I have always been strong. When I heard this song, I suddenly wanted to go home."

"I really don't like the Northeast, the long white snow, the mud in spring, and the yellow leaves. I want to go to the Jiangnan in the book... But when I set foot on this land again many years later, I couldn't stop crying. It All that’s left is winter.”

"Brother Lin, what have you experienced? How can you do this? Every instrument can produce effects beyond imagination."

The sound of the interlude silenced the live broadcast room.

Kunkun looked out the window, his eyes flashing with tears.

Grandma Uled took a sip of kumiss and looked at Lin Yi quietly.

As the interlude gradually fell, Lin Yi's voice sounded.

The voice is light and slightly hoarse, gentle yet heavy.

"Let me have another taste of autumn wine."

"Keep going south, it won't take long."

"Let me hear it again, the most beautiful line."

"You're home, I'm waiting for you." 　　　……

Lin Yi's voice echoed in the yurt.

Bai Lu suddenly felt awake.

Can hear every melody and every lyric clearly.

There are also the emotions that are suppressed to the extreme and may explode at any time.

"I know that those summers, just like you, can't come back."

"You're home, I'm waiting for you."

"The girl holding the box, and the man wiping sweat."

These are Lin Yi and so-and-so.

What happened to make me feel so sorry.

In other words, how many good things happened to them.

Thinking about it, Bai Lu's eyes softened when she looked at Lin Yi.

I will take good care of you from now on.

There will be no regrets and there will be a happy ending.

The emotion is still suppressed during the repetitive chorus.

But for everyone, they let go of their emotions and hummed along gently.

"I know, those summers,"

"Just like youth, you can't get it back."

"In place of dreams, we can only do it with difficulty."

"I know, braggadocio*."

"I will laugh it off with my youth."

As the sound of the morinouqin sounded again.

The starlight falls on the silver plain and is reflected in the yurt.

The deer outside also lowered their heads.

The breeze blew through the forest and entered the yurt, blowing the strands of hair on Lin Yi's forehead.

The sad sound of the morinouqin seems like everything is prepared for this song.

Or maybe, everything has changed because of this song.

Grandma Uled listened very seriously, and her eyes slowly darkened.

This song seems to be prepared for myself.

The nearly 100-year-old man looked at the two young men clinging to each other by the campfire and nodded gently.

This scene is a bit familiar.

I seemed to have done something like this a few decades ago.

At that time, what were you singing about?

I can’t remember clearly, but I remember that the moon that day was as bright as today.

As the sound of the morinouqin gradually fell.

It was calm inside the yurt.

Half a day later.

Grandma Ullad exhaled and spoke.

"When this song starts playing, the little deer outside are probably starting to feel regretful."

Everyone was immersed in regret.

Following Grandma Uled's words, she relaxed a lot.

There were also bursts of tears in the live broadcast room.

"Brother Lu, did you hear that?"

"I really burst into tears. I couldn't bear it anymore. When I was crying like this, my wife asked me which mistress died."

"So, can anyone tell me what Brother Lin went through to write such a song?"

"We still don't know Brother Lin's creative bottleneck. It's like we have never understood how many ex-girlfriends died in Brother Lin's past."

"What's the name of this song? It's on the shelves. It's on the shelves quickly!"

"This song tells me two words, helplessness and regret."

"Words can go where words can't go; music can go where the soul can't!"

"So, Goddess Lulu won't be jealous?"

"It seems that I already feel sorry for Lin Yi."...

At this moment, the director opened the live broadcast room.

Listening to the music inside, I fell into silence.

(End of this chapter)