The female boss, Liu Jia, who frequently sent bullet comments to call out Tao Zhen, was at Heart Cafe.
At this moment, he was looking up at the screen hanging on the bar counter with his hands clasped in front of his chest. He had an immersed expression.
A young girl who was also looking up at the screen narrowed her eyes and got up to walk closer, but she still couldn't see the screen clearly.
"Boss, what show is this? This song is quite nice."
Unable to suppress her curiosity, the girl asked.
Liu Jia, who was also attracted by the song, shared it enthusiastically.
"The program is praising a song. The singer is Zhang Hanyun. This song is called 'Dislocated Space'.”
Seeing the young female customer nod, Liu Jia shared again...
"I watched this program because I wanted to see Jiang Sheng's comments. I didn't expect to get such an unexpected reward. It's been a long time since I've heard such a good song.”
"Me too. I'm an editor. I usually don't have any songs to listen to when I edit videos. I can't listen to those saliva songs.”
The two girls started chatting enthusiastically because they both liked the same song.
Meng Xin and Wang Bojian, who were sitting in the corner of the cafe, were moved when they heard the conversation.
Hearing that the idol she had been a fan of for more than ten years could be recognized by a new audience.
This kind of joy could only be experienced by someone who had truly liked an idol.
The short pause in the song gave the live audience some time to think.
The clear and penetrating voice passed through his ears, and the shock that struck his heart had yet to dissipate.
Another wave of hearing baptism that was as clear as moonlight knocked on his eardrums.
The cafe where Meng Xin and Wang Bojian were at instantly fell silent when the refreshing song sounded again.
"I blew the night breeze you blew
Then do we count as embracing
But as if I woke up from a dream, my hands are empty
My heart is empty
……”
The customers in the cafe were also looking at the screen, quietly listening to Zhang Hanyun's voice. Her voice was clear and penetrating.
Such a scene made Meng Xin and Wang Bojian feel as if they had received such attention.
Occasionally, customers who had just entered the cafe would follow everyone's gaze and look at the screen curiously.
A few seconds later, she was also attracted to it, as if she had forgotten to order a cup of coffee.
"This must be Zhang Hanyun. I haven't heard her sing in a long time. She's cultivating quietly.”
"I saw her act in a TV drama last year. Her acting skills are not bad. She was at the bottom for many years, but she was able to get back up.”
"She's going to be famous soon, but there are so many singers who haven't sung yet. How could she find such a good original song?”
"Zhang Hanyun's looks are also top-notch in the entertainment industry.”
“……”
Meng Xin and Wang Bojian heard whispers of their idol's approval.
This was the first time they had ever heard a stranger's voice acknowledge them in their years of being Zhang Hanyun's fans.
Many times, when they mentioned that their idol was Zhang Hanyun, they would be ridiculed.
It was because of scandals that most people had a deep impression of him.
In the eyes of the vast majority of the onlookers, Zhang Hanyun was a young girl who dropped out of school, was a kept woman, and was uneducated... She was the one in these fabricated scandals.
Now that the internet was more developed and everyone knew how to photoshop, no one felt sorry for misunderstanding her.
In the entertainment industry, if one wanted to be truly understood and recognized by others, one could only use their works and abilities to speak.
Wang Bojian's eyes became more and more moved as he said in a deep voice.
"As long as this song becomes popular, Hanyun will be able to make it through.”
He couldn't imagine what kind of perseverance a girl had to endure this low point for nearly ten years.
She had been maliciously treated by so many people, and her fate had been ups and downs. Now that she had really met Bo Le, she was finally going to start walking up the slope.
"The program didn't show who the composer and composer of this song were, right?”
Meng Xin suddenly felt a little guilty when he thought about how he had maliciously speculated about the person who had written the song for Zhang Hanyun.
Now, it seemed that it was different from his guess. On the contrary, this person might be the idol's talent.
"No, I don't think Hanyun will say anything after she finishes singing.”
Wang Bojian said in a low voice. He was once again attracted by the singing that echoed in the cafe.
...........
At the scene where they praised the song.
As the mood of the music rose again, the high-pitched female voice that was as clear as an oriole caressed the ears of the audience at the end of the song.
"I blew the night breeze you blew
Have you seen the same scenery?
Like disrupting the time difference, staying in the wrong time and space
It's always empty, empty
I blew the night breeze you blew
The air is filled with heartache
But we end up in this dislocated time and space
Finally become nothing…"
Zhang Hanyun, who was immersed in the song, was moved.
Most people were young and ignorant, but it was the peak of her life. However, as the peak appeared, she began to fall to the bottom…
Suppressed by the parents, mocked in front of countless audiences, and had no chance to go to school.
Her schedule was arranged by her agency every day.
Girls of the same age began to look forward to love and talk about the campus life of handsome boys. To her, it was out of reach.
She only had a vague impression of love.
At this moment, in the mood of the song, she did not have a complete imagination of the longing and regret for love.
The only image that unconsciously appeared in his mind was the composer of this song.
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