Yang Yi opened the guitar bag and took out Lin Mu 'an's guitar. He didn't ask for Lin Mu 'an's consent, but Lin Mu' an sat next to him and didn't say anything.
This guitar was not bad. Yang Yi plucked the strings, and the sound quality was very good. Of course, compared with the one left to Yang Yi by the old man Hu Songnan, it was still a lot worse. But for Lin Mu 'an, it should be the most expensive thing on him, right?
"Brother Yang, do you want to sing?" Guo Ziyi said with enthusiasm.
"En, I suddenly remembered a Cantonese song. I'll sing it for you!" Yang Yi smiled, and his hands began to play the prelude. In the enclosed car, although it was played softly, the sound was particularly clear and loud.
Cantonese song? Lin Mu 'an glanced at Yang Yi in surprise. He thought that Yang Yi said that ideals and bread conflicted to persuade him to face reality and give up his insistence on Cantonese songs.
The prelude was very slow, and it didn't have a very amazing feeling when listening to it.
"Today, I watched the snow drift by in the cold night …" When Yang Yi opened his mouth, Lin Mu 'an was shocked. This Cantonese accent was not worse than him, a native of Guangdong Province!
Is the boss from Guangdong Province?
I can't tell!
"With a cold heart, drifting far away, chasing in the wind and rain, unable to distinguish the shadow in the fog … The sky is wide, but you and I will change …"
Yang Yi's voice was a little vicissitudes, but it was not muddy. Instead, it gave a sense of emotional clarity. It was very pleasant to listen to, even better than Lin Mu 'an himself. Lin Mu' an was a little ashamed.
However, compared to Yang Yi's voice, Lin Mu 'an paid more attention to the meaning of the lyrics.
He probably hadn't heard this song before, and he had no impression of it in his memory.
But after three or four lines of the song, Lin Mu 'an was greatly touched. Although he was driving carefully, he already vaguely felt that the boss was singing about his current situation.
Wasn't it?
Although it wasn't snowing tonight, the cold wind was like an icy rain blowing on his face, freezing his heart. If it wasn't for Yang Yi's appearance, his heart might really have turned cold!
"How many times have I faced the cold gazes and mockery, but I have never given up on the dream in my heart. In that moment of absent-mindedness, I have unknowingly lost the love in my heart …"
Yang Yi hummed slowly. The undulating melody was like a winding snake, gradually wrapping around Lin Mu 'an's heart. The helplessness reflected in the lyrics made Lin Mu' an feel a little suffocated.
In the bar, he tried his best to sing Cantonese songs. Although it was because of the boss's request, was there any lack of coldness and ridicule?
Indeed, he had never given up. However, how many times had he doubted himself? Suddenly, he felt as if he had lost something …
"Forgive me for being unruly and indulgent in my love of freedom, but I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall …"
Lin Mu 'an stared closely at the road ahead. Although the traffic on the road back to the university town gradually became sparse, he still had to drive seriously and couldn't be affected by the waves in his heart.
"I'm still free, I'll always sing my song and walk thousands of miles … Forgive me for being unruly and indulgent in my love of freedom … but I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall … Oh ~ no … Anyone can betray their dream, why would I be afraid that one day it's only you and me …"
These lyrics were really written in Lin Mu 'an's heart. He could only bite his lower lip and hold back the tears that were about to roll out of his eyes.
He really wanted to keep singing the Cantonese songs that he liked, just like the song in the song, and keep on walking …
No, he couldn't forget his dream, even if he fell ten thousand times.
Lin Mu 'an felt that his blood was ignited by this song!
Similarly ignited, Guo Ziyi's blood was also ignited. He understood Cantonese and was also a young man chasing after his dreams. How could he not be emotional? It was just that his setbacks were much less than Lin Mu 'an's, and the degree of excitement was not as serious.
"What does Brother Yang's song mean? It sounds quite good! " The only one who didn't understand was Ding Xiang. She couldn't help but whisper to Guo Ziyi. Her voice was very low, and she was worried that she would disturb Yang Yi.
"It must be good. I guess it's a new song written by Brother Yang. The content is about ideals and persistence. I don't know if it's improvised, but the lyrics are written in line with Lin Mu 'an's current situation!" Guo Ziyi couldn't help but feel emotional for Yang Yi. "Brother Yang is really Brother Yang. He can even write a rock song, and it's written so well! Let me tell you, I just secretly saw Lin Mu 'an wiping his tears. "
"So powerful?" Ding Xiang didn't understand.
In fact, Guo Ziyi's words were not accurate. The reason why the song moved people's hearts was not because its theme was ideals and persistence, but because of the struggle reflected in the lyrics!
It was just like "Forgive me for being unrestrained and indulgent in my life, but I am also afraid that I will fall one day." The first sentence was still firm and unrestrained, showing a positive and courageous drive, but the next sentence took a sharp turn, as if he had returned to reality, and fear filled his heart.
The lyrics were written too realistically, perfectly depicting Lin Mu 'an's self-encouragement and self-denial.
This was what touched Lin Mu 'an the most …
"I'm still free … I'll always sing my song … I'll walk thousands of miles …" In Yang Yi's previous life, the lyrics were known as a cry from hell.
Why hell?
Because Huang Jiaju had been deprived of his creative freedom, and his arrangements had been changed beyond recognition. Under the long-term pressure and doubts of himself, he had shouted out his desire for freedom at the most desperate moment!
How similar was this to Lin Mu 'an's current situation? Lin Mu 'an also didn't want to change his insistence on Cantonese songs for the sake of the record company's pursuit of commercial interests, but he was also oppressed by material and reality. In his confusion, he needed a force to let him shout out his inner voice.
Perhaps only in this way could he be more determined on his music path …
"Anyone can betray their ideals, who cares if it's just you and me for a day …" Yang Yi finished singing the song, but didn't say anything. His fingers stopped on the strings, and the car quieted down.
Guo Ziyi didn't say anything. He knew Lin Mu 'an needed time to think.
After a long time, the car slowly drove into the university town, and they were closer to Jiangcheng Media University.
"Boss, I'll send you back to the coffee shop?" Lin Mu 'an asked softly.
Yang Yi raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked, "Where do you live?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Actually, 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 walk back myself, "Lin Mu 'an said quickly.
In fact, it was embarrassing to say that he was a grown man, but he still lived with his girlfriend.
"Then let's go to the teacher's apartment. My sister lives there too. I'll pick up my daughter on the way." Yang Yi smiled.
"Okay then." Lin Mu 'an nodded.
The car quieted down again.
"Lin Mu 'an, what are your plans for the future?" Guo Ziyi couldn't help but ask.
"Well … I haven't thought about it yet … I should find another bar singer first, and then, like you said, participate in some competitions …" Lin Mu 'an still wanted to persist.
"Why don't you come to my coffee shop! Anyway, going to the bar is singing, and coming to my coffee shop is also singing. In the future, you'll be in charge of the piano in the shop. However, you can't just sing Cantonese songs! "Yang Yi suddenly said.
It was a good idea to support and promote Cantonese songs. However, only singing Cantonese songs was a bad habit that had to be changed.
"Ah? Boss, you don't lack pianists in your shop, right? "Lin Mu 'an asked in surprise and joy.
"Hehe, we didn't lack them in the past, but now, we do." Yang Yi smiled.
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