Kyoto, in the E's villa.

"Didn't you say twelve o'clock?Why haven't you yet

?" "Oh Dad, what are you anxious about, I'm not

in a hurry!" "Your forehead is sweating, and you still say you're not in a hurry?" Jiang Yu'er

waited nervously in front of the computer, refreshing the interface over and over again.

Jiang Tao, the father next to her, moved a chair to sit next to her, and urged her to continue refreshing from time to time.

After listening to Su Qingmei's song "It's a pity it's not you" the night before, Jiang Tao wrote a poem in one go that misses his first love.

Jiang Tao became half of Su Qingmei's fans, and then heard her daughter say that this song was written by a person named "Xuezhou".

Then I saw that Xuezhou began to plagiarize on the Internet, and it was in an uproar for a while.

Jiang Tao is a writer who is very sensitive to the word "plagiarism", and immediately became interested in this matter.

I heard Jiang Yu'er say that Xue Zhou, who was questioned for plagiarism, will release a new song at twelve o'clock at noon today to prove himself.

Jiang Tao happened to be fine today, so he stayed in front of the computer with his daughter, wanting to see what the outcome of this matter was.

Finally, at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the video of Xue Zhou's new song was released.

Jiang Yu'er clicked in as soon as possible.

It's still a simple picture quality, a simple room layout, and it's still the man who doesn't show his face, sitting on a chair and holding a guitar.

"Is it guitar accompaniment again

?" "So everything can be played and sung on the guitar, right?"

There has already been a barrage floating in the video, and it is obvious that there are more than just people waiting for Jiang Yu'er, father and daughter.

This time, Xuezhou's video is still improving, at least at the beginning, the song title was added in the later stage - the

name "Ordinary Road"

sounds really mediocre.

Soon, the man in the video flicked his fingers, and a slightly vicissitudes of melody floated out.

Despite being a simple guitar strumming, this melody seems to contain the story of a mature man, which can be deeply immersed in the listener at the beginning.

Then, a voice came out that was clear but as vicissitudes as playing:

"Wandering, on the road." "

Are you going to go Via Via

" "Fragile, proud.

"That used to be what I used to be.

Jiang Yu'er's eyes widened and she clapped her hands: "It seems to be good!" She

didn't notice that her father was already stunned, this song didn't touch much for a young girl like Jiang Yu'er who didn't have any troubles, but for a middle-aged man like Jiang Tao who was old and experienced, it was a heavy blow to the soul.

When he was on earth, Pu Shu actually incorporated his own life experience and insights when he wrote this song, and to put it bluntly, it was written for people with stories.

In the video, the clear but desolate voice continues:

"Boiling, restless.

"Where are you going, Via Via. "

Enigmatic, silent. "

Are you really listening to the story?" Jiang

Tao looked stunned, as if he was caught in a memory.

The first love of the year, the partners of the year, and the friends who vowed to be writers and write stories to the whole world.

Where are you now?

Back then, we lived in a basement in Kyoto, slept in a cramped single bed, and nibbled on steamed buns in cold water.

Countless submissions have been submitted, countless rejections have been made, and the editor says that your story is not good.

You said angrily, "Our story is so good, are you really serious about reading it?" You

are drunk and shouting angrily in the rain, and the story is so good, is it true that no one is reading it?

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and the boy who shouted in the rain is no longer there.

Our story may no longer be known, and I really want to tell it and tell it to others, but is anyone really listening?

Many regrets and scars have become the lyrics I heard at this moment

: "Are you really listening to the story?"

Countless sadness and melancholy poured into Jiang Tao's heart, and before he could sigh, the chorus had already come:

"I once crossed the mountains and the sea. "

It's also through the sea of people.

"Everything I ever had.

"In the blink of an eye, it was like smoke.

"I was lost, disappointed, lost all directions.

"Until you see the ordinary, the only answer."

Jiang Tao was like being struck by lightning, sitting in place, this song was like a bolt of lightning, a hammer, he was numb with electricity, and his heart trembled from the hammer.

Kyoto failed, unwilling, went to Hangzhou, went to Shanghai, and even went to the mountains of Guicheng.

Crossing mountains and seas, and passing through mountains and seas, isn't this a portrayal of the first half of my life?

Jiang Tao only felt that his body was trembling slightly.

This song was written for me, right?

Actually, many people who are listening to the song at the moment have the same feeling as him.

"Ordinary Road" can become popular on the earth and become a popular golden song, not because of the creative skills, nor the difficulty of singing, but because of the life insights contained in the song.

The gentle melody and calm singing voice integrate the ups and downs and tribulations of life into it.

Everyone can hear themselves and find resonance in it.

Songs are chanted, and songs are loved.

That's the power of a good song.

"I used to ruin everything I had. "

I just want to leave forever.

"I was plunged into infinite darkness.

"I can't help myself if I want to struggle.

"I used to be like you, like him, like the weeds and wild flowers.

"Desperate and longing. "

I also cry and laugh ordinarily. Looking

back, I am like everyone around me, and I am like the weeds and flowers on the side of the road.

Pain, ups and downs, and struggles are all necessary processes of life, and in the end, they all turn into ordinary lives.

"There is no word in the world, so and so.

"Tomorrow is here, Hia Hia.

"The wind blows, but the road is still long.

"Where your story goes. The

song faded away, the guitarist stopped, the music faded, and the song ended.

However, the melody and singing linger in the minds of all listeners.

Where is the story of my life?

Do you still

want to tell it? Do you want to continue to tell it?"

"Mom

, this song..." Jiang Yu'er opened her mouth wide, her eyes widened, and with her shallow knowledge of music theory and appreciation, she could no longer evaluate this song.

I just think it sounds good.

The thief is good

! And it's completely different styles from "It's a pity it's

not you"! This is what Xue Zhou deliberated

? Just to write a song with a completely different style, show my comprehensiveness, and let you see how awesome I am

? Can a plagiarist be so awesome?

"Dad, how about this?"

Jiang Yu'er subconsciously turned her head and asked her father's opinion, whether it was a good song or not, she didn't say it alone.

What if she likes it and her father doesn't?

Then, Jiang Yu'er saw the tears on her father's face.

Jiang Yu'er was startled and said in surprise: "Dad, why are you crying again?"

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