House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 355: The cry in despair (2/4)

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Yang Yi opened the guitar bag and took out Lin Muan's guitar. He did not get Lin Muan's consent, but Lin Muan sat beside him and said nothing.

This guitar is not bad. Yang Yi plucked the string, and the sound quality is very good. Of course, compared with the Grandfather Hu Songnan left by Yang Yi, it is still much worse, but for Lin Muan, it should be the most expensive thing in his body?

"Brother Yang, do you want to sing?" Guo Ziyi said excitedly.

"Well, I suddenly remembered a Cantonese song and sang it to you!" Yang Yi smiled, and he began to play the prelude. In the closed car, the sound was exceptionally clear and loud despite the soft play.

Cantonese song? Lin Mu looked at Yang Yi in surprise. He thought that Yang Yi said that ideals and bread conflict, to persuade him to face the reality and give up his persistence on Cantonese songs.

The prelude is very slow, and it does n’t feel astonishing at first.

"Today, I watched the snow drift through the cold night ..." Yang Yi opened his mouth, and Lin Muan was shocked. This Cantonese accent is no worse than his native native in Guangdong Province!

Is the boss from Guangdong Province?

Can't see it!

"With a chilled heart nest floating far away, chasing in the wind and rain, indistinguishable from the fog ... the sky and the sea will change between you and me ..."

Yang Yi's voice is somewhat vicissitudes, but it is not turbid. Instead, it gives people a feeling of translucency, which is very nice, better than Lin Muan himself, Lin Muan is ashamed.

However, compared to Yang Yi's voice, Lin Muan pays more attention to the meaning of the lyrics.

He should have never heard this song, and he has no impression in his memory.

But after singing three or four sentences, Lin Mu'an was very touched. Although he drove the car carefully and carefully, he already vaguely felt that the boss sang this song, which was singing his situation at the moment.

Isn't it?

Although there is no snow tonight, the wind of the cold night is like an ice rain blowing on his face, freezing into his heart. If Yang Yi did not appear, his heart might really have cooled down !

"How many times have I met my cold eyes and ridicule, I have never given up the ideals in my heart, and the feeling of being lost in a trance, unconsciously has faded into love ..."

Yang Yi hummed slowly, the undulating melody was like a snake twisting and twisting, gradually winding Lin Muan ’s heart, and the helplessness reflected in the lyrics made Linmu feel empathy An suffocated.

He sang in the bar, he sang hard Cantonese songs, although it was because of the boss's request, but was there a lack of cold eyes and ridicule?

Indeed, he has never given up, but how many times has he doubted himself, and suddenly, if something is lost ...

"Forgive me for my unrestrained indulgence and love of freedom in this life, and I am afraid that I will fall one day ..."

Lin Muan stared closely at the road ahead. Although the vehicles on the way back to the university city gradually became scarce, he had to drive seriously, and he should not be affected by the waves in his heart.

"Still free and self sing my song forever thousands of miles ... forgive me for my uninhibited indulgence and love for freedom ... and I am afraid that I will fall one day ... oh ~ no ... anyone who has abandoned his ideals can do anything. I'm afraid one day you will share with me ... "

This lyrics is really written in Lin Muan ’s heart. He can only bite his lower lip and put back the tears that almost rolled out of his eyes.

I really want to sing the Cantonese song he likes as he sings in the song and keep walking ...

No, you ca n’t forget your dreams, even if you fell 10,000 times.

Lin Muan felt his blood was ignited by this song!

He was also ignited by blood, and Guo Ziyi, who understands Cantonese, is also a dream year, how can he not be equally emotional? However, he suffered much less setbacks than Lin Muan, and the level of excitement was not so serious.

"What does Big Brother Yang sing a song mean? Sounds pretty good!" The only one who didn't understand was Ding Xiang. She couldn't help but whispered to Guo Ziyi in a low voice. Also worried about disturbing Yang Yi.

“It must be nice. I guess it ’s a new song written by Brother Yang. The content is about ideals and perseverance. I do n’t know if it ’s impromptu. The lyrics are written too well for the current situation of Lin Mu’an!” Sorry for Yang Yi, "Brother Yang really is still Brother Yang, rock songs can be written, and write so well! I tell you, just secretly saw Lin Muan wiped tears."

"So powerful?" Ding Xiang didn't realize it.

Actually, Guo Ziyi is not accurate. The reason why this song touches people is not because its theme is ideal and perseverance, but because of the struggle embodied in the lyrics!

It ’s like "Forgive me for my unintentional indulgence in my love of freedom, and I ’m afraid I will fall one day." The last sentence was still firm and unrestrained, showing a positive and courageous momentum, but the next sentence was a sharp turn. , As if returning to reality, panic filled his heart.

The lyrics are too real and perfectly portray the repetition of Lin Muan ’s self-encouragement and self-negation.

This is what touched Lin Muan ...

"Still free self ... sing my songs forever ... walking thousands of miles ..." In Yang Yi's previous life, the lyrics were hailed as **** in hell.

Why is hell?

Because Huang Jiaju was deprived of his creative freedom, his arranger was modified beyond recognition, and he cried out in the most desperate time when he shouted in the long-term pressure and questioning of himself. The desire for freedom!

How is this similar to Lin Muan ’s situation at the moment? Lin Muan also didn't want to change his insistence on Cantonese songs for the commercial interests pursued by the record company, but he was also oppressed by material and reality. In his confusion, he needed a force for him to call out his voice.

Perhaps this will make him more determined to his own music path ...

"Everyone can betray their ideals, even if there is only one day for you ..." Yang Yi finished singing the song without saying a word, but stopped her fingers on the strings and left the car quiet. Down.

Guo Ziyi did not say anything, he knew that Lin Muan now needs time to think for himself.

For a long time, the car slowly drove into the university town, and it was closer to Jiangcheng Media University.

"Boss, will I take you back to the coffee shop?" Lin Muan asked gently.

Yang Yi raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked, "Where do you live?"

"It's okay, it's okay, in fact, it's in Jiang Chuan's teacher's apartment. My girlfriend has a dormitory. It's not too far. After sending you there, I'll just go back by myself." Lin Muan said quickly.

Actually speaking, I am very embarrassed. Such a big man lives with his girlfriend.

"Then go to the teacher's apartment, my sister lives there, and I will pick up my daughter by the way." Yang Yi smiled slightly.

"Okay, then." Lin Muan nodded.

The car was quiet again.

"Lin Muan, what are your plans for the future?" Guo Ziyi couldn't help asking.

"Well ... I haven't figured it out yet ... I should go to find another bar to sing first, and then tell you to participate in some competitions ..." Lin Muan still wanted to insist.

"Let ’s go to my coffee shop! Anyway, I go to the bar and sing, and when I come to my coffee shop, I also sing. In the future, the piano in the shop is under your control. However, you ca n’t just sing Cantonese songs!" Yang Yi said suddenly. .

It is a good idea to support and promote Cantonese songs. But only singing Cantonese songs is a problem and needs to be changed.

"Ah? Boss, isn't your shop full of pianists?" Lin Muan asked with surprise and delight.

"Oh, there was no shortage in the past, now it is missing." Yang Yi smiled slightly.