Chapter 400
"If pride is not coldly photographed by the sea of reality, how will you know how to work hard to get far; if your dream has not fallen off a cliff at the crucial moment, how will you know Persistent people have invisible wings."
"Put tears in your heart, and brave flowers will bloom..."
Yang Lin likes this song very much, because the theme is The dream persists, so it is particularly outstanding among the songs of love and love. In his memory, there are many good songs that have been sung, but 90% of them are between men and women, so this song shines like a treasure.
That's right, even though it's a cover, the lyricist has used the original mood, without changing it to love between men and women.
As for the original version riding on the back of Silver Dragon, Yang Lin also liked it tightly, so there were two versions when I had nothing to teach Xiaoqiao.
And listening to Fang Xiaoqiao's singing, listening to the artistic conception of the song, Su Zimu's eyes lit up at this moment.
"The original dream is in my hand, how can I return to the place I want to go most in the middle of the journey; the original dream will definitely arrive, and the real desire can only be counted. Heaven."
It can be seen that Su Zimu was so excited at the moment that in addition to singing along in a low voice, she even grabbed the hands of Yang Lin next to her.
It's obviously an unintentional action, because her eyes are now on Fang Xiaoqiao, the constructed stage field.
It's Yang Lin ——
Now, Su Zimu's hands are gripped fiercely by Su Zimu's excitement. ?
"Yang Lin, great, this song is really great!"
Yang Lin: "...can you let go of my hand first, men and women... Granting and accepting..."
"Well, Yang Lin, what did you say?" Su Zimu didn't care what Yang Lin was muttering, her emotions were in a high state, "This song, I I like it very much, I like it so much!"
Yang Lin sighed helplessly, and was originally trying to break free, but God knows the woman directly pulled his hand back.
Well, this woman got carried away with her excitement. Forget it, let her go, it's not at worst to be pulled by her hands.
"Sadness, turn into wings, scars, turn into compass. Like a fledgling bird that can't fly, I sigh that my strength is not strong enough."
"Before the dream came, yesterday I waited in vain trembling, and tomorrow, I will climb the cliff and go to the foot of the dragon..." Su Zimu was stunned at first, but soon her face showed a radiance again.
“Yang Lin, although I don’t know why Xiao Qiao suddenly changed her language, I can still understand what she is trying to convey in the field of stage. I am very fond of both. I like it."
Yang Lin said: "Because there are two versions, I do too, I like both versions."
And it was Fang Xiaoqiao's last voice. After "I rode on the back of the Silver Dragon", Su Zimu still stared at Fang Xiaoqiao, until she completely walked off the stage, Su Zimu reluctantly retracted her gaze.
"It's just perfect, the fit of this song has reached 90%, it's amazing, Yang Lin, you are really amazing!"
Hold by Su Zimu fiercely With both hands, Yang Lin didn't understand what she said about the 90% fit.
"What is the fit, what is 90%, why can't I understand what you say?"
Being so questioned, Su Zimu deeply suppressed her excitement. "Yang Lin, maybe you don't know, singers are particular about singing. In ordinary songs, singers won't open their mouths, because if there is no fit, there will be no appeal. After a song is created, Whether it’s the soundtrack, the choreography or the lyrics, all in all, there is a fit within the world law of the singer. The higher the fit, the higher the quality of the song.”
Yang Lin is not a singer, how could he know what Su Zimu said, but he probably meant that he heard it. Anyway, a song is not created and sung casually, that's roughly what it means.
"Yang Lin, being able to make these kinds of songs shows that your strength is extraordinary. Now I put away what I looked down on before, because I was shortsighted. I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you."
I have a big problem, how can this woman's attitude make a 180-degree turn.
I said before that I made a bet with myself, and now I apologize directly? !
However, I still feel a little ashamed to be identified as a song written by myself. After all, I am just a porter, and I cannot occupy the hard work of others.
"That Zimu, I didn't actually write this song, I just borrowed it."
"What, you just borrowed it?" Su Zimu stared at it Yang Lin's eyes looked for a long time, and she looked serious and said, "If that's the case, Yang Lin, can you recommend me? I really want to see everyone who can create such a high-level song!"
Yang Lin blushed with shame, what can I recommend, can I still recommend it to the first world?
"How do I say this, in fact, I also accidentally listened to that person sing, and then wrote it down, so you said that I can't recommend it."
Su Zi Mu unwilling to say: "Then when and where did you meet that person, is he a man or a woman, how old is he, where is he now, and has he composed other songs?"
Yang Lin: "..."
Su Zimu said without discouragement: "Yang Lin, please be sure to tell me, I really want to visit, please."
This is so... so hard!
"I don't know where he is now. Anyway, it's impossible to find him, so let's just let it go."
Su Zimu immediately heard this. She was very disappointed. Seeing her look of despair, she soon seemed to be thinking of something. She glanced at Yang Lin tentatively and said, "Yang Lin, since you got it by accident, then you know the creator of this song. Have you given it to someone else, or given it to you?"
"This...I don't have this, I just listened to it and liked it better, so now let Xiaoqiao sing it."
Su Zimu pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, if it's just for you, can you give me this song? Although I don't know if it will work, I hope to give it a try."
Can songs still be given away, and looking at Su Zimu's appearance, it's obviously not an ordinary gift. Seeing that her whole body was about to be posted now, and seeing the pitiful rays of light shining in her eyes, Yang Lin couldn't refuse. Because even if you say that you don't give it away, it won't do you any good. If that's the case, it's better to sell your favor.
However, what the hell is this gift, and what is the difference between it and the ordinary gift?