Father Wang had written these lyrics the first time he had met Mother Wang. Actually, Wang Ling had never really understood their love history. However, the relationship between an old married couple had always been pretty good, and it was actually very normal for them to stumble. But Wang Ling felt that the number of times Father and Mother Wang had quarreled since he was young could be counted on his fingers.
Wang Ling had wondered whether today was their wedding anniversary, but when he looked at the time, it didn't seem right … Now that he heard Father Wang say this, Wang Ling was suddenly enlightened.
He could even remember the first day they met …
It seemed that it had been love at first sight back then!
Lyrics of "The Starry Sky's Language of Love":
Walking alone in this world
Does it seem a little lonely
Watching the Big Dipper in the cool night breeze
How I wish I had you with me
…
Our memories are in the night sky
Remember when I interpreted the language of the stars with you
What mystery is there in liking
What mystery is there in liking
Throwing everything away, it seems there is only confusion
…
When I was young, I watched the meteors fill the sky
Always thinking of who could accompany me
Walking through the forest with you to the precipice
Watching the starry sky shine on my hometown in the wind
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Only after many years do I understand why the starry sky is colored
Because we are together
Want to take you to compose the language of love in ink
Holding my breath as I wander the galaxy
…
Wang Ling glanced at the lyrics Father Wang had written and marveled at his writing in his heart. When all was said and done, Father Wang specialized in his craft. Writing songs required talent, but Wang Ling's Heavenly Ear could connect to other world lines. Last time, he had helped Tang Youning, whom he had met in Late Night Dining Hall, write "Old Boys." But in many cases, working in the literary and artistic field depended on luck and talent. Tang Youning had become popular for a while with that song, but he had later grown tired of it.
Wang Ling had also heard from Late Night Dining Hall's boss, Boss Tan, that after Tang Youning had become popular, Tang Youning hadn't gone to Late Night Dining Hall even once.
So sometimes, people really couldn't forget their roots.
When Tang Youning had been starving, Boss Tan had helped him a lot, not only by feeding him but also providing him with a venue to perform. But human nature was in the end too hard to fathom … There were many good people in the world, but there were always a few who were ungrateful.
Looking at Father Wang's poem, Wang Ling was lost in thought.
It would of course be very easy to get a song from another world, but the problem was that Father Wang had written the lyrics himself, so it was an original song. Wang Ling needed to find a suitable melody from another world. It was much more complicated than plagiarizing a song for Tang Youning back then …
"As long as you can give me the composition today." Father Wang rubbed his hands together with a pleading expression on his face. "I want to find a chance to hum it to your mother later, it's just a simple brainwashing … There's no need to hurry with the arrangement, just do it before our wedding anniversary!"
Wang Ling frowned. He actually wanted to help, but he hadn't finished his homework yet …
Father Wang knew Wang Ling's character all too well. In this guy's eyes, apart from crispy noodle snacks, homework was his number one priority. He would definitely help, but it was just a matter of sequence. He hoped that Wang Ling would settle on the composition as soon as possible. The sooner, the better.
After thinking about it, Father Wang finally decided to pay the price.
Wang Ling didn't care about ordinary crispy noodle snacks at all. Now that he had all kinds of annual cards and gold cards, he could taste the latest crispy noodle snack flavor every week. Furthermore, the crispy noodle snack flagship store on Spirit Creek Road would send him a big gift pack during the holidays. Thus, Father Wang had already spent a lot of money on custom-made crispy noodle snacks specially for Wang Ling's taste.
Father Wang whispered in Wang Ling's ear about the crispy noodle snack flavor … in the end, Wang Ling's eyes instantly widened! Because this was a flavor he couldn't refuse!
After confirming the flavor, Father Wang held up three fingers. "Three packets!"
Wang Ling frowned. Although three packets was very tempting … it wasn't enough for him to eat to his heart's content.
Father Wang took a deep breath. "Five packets?"
Wang Ling's eyes widened, but he still didn't agree …
Father Wang grit his teeth. "Eight packets …" This was already all he had in stock!
Deal!
Wang Ling nodded.
Father Wang heaved a huge sigh of relief … the price of each custom-made crispy noodle snack was equivalent to three days' worth of royalties! It looked like he would have to order more later …
If he still had to ask Wang Ling for help in the future, he would have to prepare at least ten packets in stock …
Helping Father Wang compose music actually wasn't that complicated for Wang Ling; the main thing was that it was troublesome, because he had to find the right melody from each world line according to the lyrics, which took more time than doing homework.
Father Wang's lyrics were a kind of spit song with a refreshing tone. What was a spit song? It was the kind that didn't burn the brain, and the melody was especially brainwashing. One of the biggest characteristics of this kind of song was that it was very contagious, and anyone could hum a few lines to it. But it wouldn't work in a music competition, because it wouldn't be able to show off one's singing skills at all.
However, a lot of the popular songs on the market now were spit songs, such as "Buddhist Girl" and "I Am Willing," both of which were spit songs.
Wang Ling pricked up his ears, and the Heavenly Ear Ability scanned countless world lines as if it was receiving radio waves.
In the end, he found a singer called Old is Old, who sang a song whose melody just happened to connect with Father Wang's "The Starry Sky's Language of Love"!
No. 60 High School had music classes, and Wang Ling himself could play the guitar, so he immediately wrote down a score based on the melody and lyrics, and then sent it to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had sung that magically altered version of "Take You On A Journey" before, and Wang Ling had felt that Grenade-Throwing had a talent for singing.
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw the score and the lyrics, he was stunned, and hurriedly wrote back to Wang Ling. "Brother Ling, who wrote these lyrics?"
Wang Ling typed back: Senior Wang wrote them …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal replied almost at the same time. "Damn! This is simply the work of a genius! Senior Wang's song, this melody! These lyrics! Shocking the world and making the gods weep! My scalp goes numb, my thighs tremble, and I get goosebumps all over. Listening to it makes me want to fall in love! "
Wang Ling: "…" Could this bootlicking be any more obvious …
But to be honest, the melody of this song was pretty good; at the very least, it was very brainwashing, and it was indeed very cheerful.
"When do you want this song?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked.
Wang Ling's answer was concise. "Right away."
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Good! I'll sing it right away! "
About five minutes later, Wang Ling sent the composition file to Father Wang.
Father Wang was startled when he heard Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's voice, and he hurriedly turned around to look for Wang Ling. "Is this Little Lei's song?"
Wang Ling nodded.
Father Wang was shocked. "Damn! This singing was too good! This voice! This singing! Shocking the world and making the gods weep! My scalp goes numb … "
Wang Ling: "…"
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