017. A song, a garden, a sense of resentment!!
Looking at the courtyard in front of him, the more Jiang Shangfeng thought about it, the more he felt that this was very likely.
This was because his garden was too compatible with this song.
It was as if he was born for this song.
Faced with such a possibility.
Jiang Shangfeng suddenly had the urge to ask who was the one who was trimming his garden.
He really wanted to know if all of this was a coincidence.
Or was it just like that?
Just as Jiang Shangfeng had an idea.
He had already stopped playing the music, but it didn't end his work.
Immediately after, a song that Yan Yu had never heard before was played.
"South Mountain ~
Northern autumn is sad ~~
There was a pile of grain on the southern mountain!
Nan Feng murmured ~
North Sea ~~~
There are tombstones in the North Sea ~"
This voice was not Ning Fan's singing voice.
It was the voice of a little girl.
The girl's voice was clear and moving.
Although it was not as stunning as the two monologues that Ning Fan sang at the beginning of the song.
But it was like the final treatment of such sad music.
But it wasn't that tragic.
There was some vitality.
One had to know that this song was actually very sad.
Everything wasn't that bad.
An isolated island!
Falling flowers!
Snow under the blazing sun.
The emerald green in the cold winter.
All of this showed the loneliness in the deepest part of a person's heart.
Otherwise, after Yan Yu listened to this song.
His original personality was so jumpy.
But now, he didn't seem to be jumping around.
Instead, he sat quietly on the spot.
Tears of sadness.
This was because this song conveyed the loneliness in the depths of a person's soul.
However, the girl's singing at the end.
It was like the white moonlight in the dark clouds.
Even though the lyrics were still sad.
However, he could hear some signs of life.
It was the girl's voice.
He was like an extremely helpless person who was about to walk into the abyss. He was a distant light in the darkness.
Or to put it another way.
If it wasn't for the last line of the girl's song.
This song was definitely not a ballad that could be heard by the public.
Because he was really too tragic.
In the lyrics, the young man who played and sang seemed to be describing the most tragic and concrete encounter in this world.
In fact, to be more realistic.
After listening to Ning Fan's performance just now…
Yan Yu was a little autistic.
She even felt that this world was gray.
But in the end, this girl's tender voice brought her back to the world.
At this moment, Yan Yu was sitting on the ground with her arms around her knees.
She recalled everything that she had thought of when she listened to the song.
It was as if he was looking at a painting.
A young man was sitting alone in a pitch-black world.
Alone, lost, wandering.
However, he did not know the direction to leave this world.
However, the little girl's voice at the end was a ray of light in the endless darkness.
To be honest, Yan Yu recalled every song she had composed in the past six months and compared it to the song in front of her.
It was like trash.
They were simply not presentable.
One had to know that singing a song was like singing a painting.
If it wasn't what he saw.
Yan Yu couldn't believe that there was such a divine work in this world!!
Yan Yu was not the only one who admired this song.
Zhang Wen, who was listening to the ballad just now.
It was also because of the last line of the sad song that the bright voice of a child slowly woke him up.
At this moment, Zhang Wen was looking at his hands.
The palm that was bleeding from breaking a bamboo artwork.
He muttered softly.
"This song, this feeling."
" Could it be…him?!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Wen could also feel the faint voice coming from the song.
And the song that exploded on the internet yesterday.
There didn't seem to be anything wrong.
This was not Ning Fan's singing voice, but it was very recognizable.
It was obvious.
Instead, it was Ning Fan's voice that contained an infinite loneliness.
In his entire life, Zhang Wen had only heard of Ning Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Wen slowly raised his head to look at his teacher and slowly said,"Teacher, do you really not know this young man?”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Zhang Wen asked seriously.
Jiang Shangfeng nodded his head in all seriousness.
"Then where did you get this song from?”
Zhang Wen asked unwillingly.
Zhang Wen asked.
Jiang Shang Feng was also very natural. He told Ning Fan about how he had missed him.
Hearing his teacher's explanation.
Zhang Wen pondered for a while before looking at Jiang Shang Feng and said,""Teacher, is it that email address?"
"Give it to me. I'll try to find it for you.”
"We can't lose such a talented talent in the music industry!!”
Hearing Zhang Wen's voice.
Jiang Shangfeng's eyes lit up.
F * ck!
Check my email!
Why didn't I think of this?
He had waited for two years for nothing?
You!
Jiang Shangfeng, you're really a piece of trash!!
Jiang Shangfeng cursed himself in his heart. At the same time, he used his AE86 to quickly open a web page.
The internet speed was very fast, so it only took two to three minutes.
He finally found the email address that had sent the song.
Zhang Wen did not hesitate when he saw the email.
He recorded it on his phone.
After Zhang Wen recorded the email address.
He did not leave immediately.
Instead, he raised his head and looked at his teacher with a solemn expression.
"Teacher, can you play this song for me again?”
……
At the same time.
Outside the garden.
The place where Zhang Wen had parked the Mercedes-Benz.
Then, all kinds of luxury cars appeared one after another.
There was a Ferrari, a Bentley, and even a Rolls-Royce.
The owners of these luxury cars were not just anyone.
They were the highest-ranking executives of the various management companies in Shanghai.
At this moment, these executors came to the garden.
He realized that there were actually so many people around him.
He was also a little unhappy.
After all, these people all knew in their hearts.
The people around him had come to this garden for the same purpose.
Find Ning Fan!
No matter how much he had to pay, he had to sign Ning Fan, the son of music who came from the heavens.
Therefore, after getting out of the car.
No one spoke or exchanged pleasantries.
All of them looked like they were ready to fight.
It was as if a war was about to break out at the slightest disagreement.
However, they did not start a war.
On the contrary, these executors were all fighting to enter the garden.
It was as if whoever entered first would be able to successfully sign the contract.
Just as these executors were fighting to enter the garden.
All of them were stunned.
F * ck!
What the hell was going on?
Was it snowing in this courtyard?
He saw the willow leaves floating in the air like snow.
These people were also dumbfounded.
However, the scene of the snow was too beautiful.
It also caused some people to involuntarily take out their phones to record it.
This could be called a miraculous scene.
Just as these people started to pick up their phones to record videos.
A deep singing voice came from the depths of the garden.
"You're in the southern sun ~
It's snowing heavily!"
The moment the first line of the song was sung.
In the garden, the people who were looking at the wonderful scene in front of them.
They were instantly stunned and motionless!
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