Perfect Life

With a guitar and some good songs, Li Qian began to worry about where to practice his songs.

The principles of everything in this world are basically the same. No matter how talented you are, diligent study and practice are the foundation of success. As said in "The Charcoal Seller": I don't have him either, I only know you well!

The same goes for making music.

Not to mention that although Li Qian was very familiar with this industry in his previous life, he did not have any achievements from the beginning to the end to prove his strength. Even if he was a successful singer and musician in his previous life, in this life, he will still have to practice.

The hands in the previous life are from the previous life. If you don’t practice, can you guarantee that your hands will be so flexible in this life?

The voice of the previous life is from the previous life. If you don't practice, how do you know the characteristics of your voice in this life? Where are the strengths and weaknesses?

Then here comes the problem. Usually, he needs to go to class, he is out of school, and everyone else is out of get off work. He can go to bed late at night, but as long as ten o'clock passes, the music you listen to is all noise to those who want to sleep!

So, practicing songs at home is definitely not enough. And he has nowhere to go except home.

In the end, he still came up with the idea on the roof of the school's teaching building.

China in this time and space especially advocates natural human rights and implements it on students and teachers. That is to strictly implement the two-day weekend system and the general policy of reducing stress and reducing burdens. Therefore, don’t think that the students in the second and third grades of high school are about to face the college entrance examination, don’t look at that as A decisive battle to decide the direction of their life, but they still have weekends on Saturdays and weekends, and they have never attended self-study classes in the morning and evening. In the words of the teachers: If you are still locked in the classroom at night, where do you get the time to play and fall in love?

Therefore, from the end of school on Friday afternoon until the evening of the weekend, in the past two days, except for a small number of sports madmen like Liu Qiang and the previous Li Qian who would go to the school playground to play ball, the entire school , is simply empty. In short: practicing songs here will never disturb the people!

In fact, Li Qian felt that even in the afternoons from Monday to Thursday, he could stay and practice for an hour.

So, the next afternoon, he came to school with a guitar case.

For him now, he doesn't have to hit the ball, he doesn't have to look for a girlfriend, and he doesn't have to rush for a sports car, but singing must be practiced every day!

At half past five in the afternoon, the school bell rang on time.

In less than 20 minutes, more than 2,000 teachers and students in the school walked away.

Li Qian once again declined several invitations from Liu Qiang and the others to play ball. After school, he sat in the classroom for a while. When everyone was almost gone, he didn't wait for the monitor to rush them. He walked upstairs with the guitar case on his back.

……

Qi Jie has the habit of staying in the office to continue reading novels for a while after school.

It is said that when she comes home, she has a better reading environment, but she just likes to stay in the office and read, she always feels that when she gets home, she faces the bookcase on the wall, father's, mother's, her own, party constitution and party history , educational works, philosophical theories, classical works, historical tomes... If you read this kind of novel by yourself, it will seem very frivolous.

Yes, she was reading online novels.

Nowadays, for the vast majority of ordinary people, computers are still quite rare and expensive, not to mention the Internet. In 1995, there were only one or two million netizens in the whole country, but there should be things are still there. Even the website called Summer Chinese Network on the Internet has already tried to read for the first time in the online literature circle this year.

Of course, Qi Jie became a senior VIP without hesitating, and her ID was TheQueen.

Well, that's right, what the Queen meant.

She looks at the female frequency of this website, such as domineering female presidents, iron-blooded overlords, cold-blooded love, scandal announcements: I'm a star, don't mess with me, Queen of the Otherworld... etc., are all her dishes.

When she saw the cool place, her eyes that were as quiet as a lake would always light up with a little bit of fire.

It's just that she was very careful and never let anyone see her.

After school today, she was still pretentiously preparing lessons as usual. After the teachers had all left, she put down her pen, took out her laptop from her bag, plugged it in, and then plugged in the wireless network card.

The internet speed is very slow as always, but as long as I'm in a good mood, it's not a problem.

When the page of Xia Xia Chinese.com was opened, she instantly entered a state of excitement, and soon found the half-read book "I'm the Queen Don't Love Me" and clicked it.

But before he could read a few words, a guitar sound came into his ears again.

This is not the first time.

Yesterday afternoon, after school, when she was hiding in the office and reading a novel, she heard the sound of a guitar from nowhere. Along with the sound of the guitar, there is also a boy's low-pitched singing. It's just that at that time Qi Jie was looking at it and didn't care, and Quan was the background music.

But this time, she didn't know if she had something on her mind or what. She felt a little upset when she heard the sound of the guitar outside. She only read half of the chapter. She didn't find the emotion that entered the storyline, so she couldn't read it. The feeling of going down.

The guitar sound didn't seem to be too far away, but it was so hard to hear, it was just sent over in an ethereal manner, and the scratcher felt itchy. As for the singing, he couldn't even hear a single sentence.

But the tune...seems pretty good?

Qi Jie was stunned for a moment in her seat, looked at the computer screen, and then listened to the lingering guitar sound in her ears. After all, she could not suppress her curiosity-she closed the screen of the laptop with a snap, and went out the door. go.

Standing in the corridor, the voice was much clearer, but still couldn't hear any words.

However, it was just the refreshing and sad guitar sound, just the melodious tune, which had raised her interest a little bit again.

Listen carefully, the sound seems to come from upstairs?

Qi Jie looked at the empty campus, then raised her neck to look up, and finally turned around and closed the door of the office, and then walked up to the fourth floor.

Well, it's closer, it should be... on the rooftop.

By the time she reached the fifth floor, her voice was clearer, at least she could hear what the man was singing.

"...

Until the day I get old,

Are you still by my side?

Look at the oath lies,

Slowly drifting away with the past.

How many people once admired your youthful face,

We know who is willing to endure the merciless changes of the years.

How many people have come and returned in your life,

You know that I will always be by your side if you have me in my life.

 …”

The guitar is crisp and clear, and the male voice sings.

Qi Jie shuddered subconsciously when she heard that kind of faint, without the slightest contrived sadness.

As if something suddenly hit her!

She took a deep breath, raised her feet gently, and then lowered her feet gently, one step at a time, slowly stepping up the final stairs leading to the rooftop. The light-footed cat seemed to be lest one accidentally disturb the singing upstairs.

Then, her footsteps got slower and slower.

Suddenly, the guitar sound stopped abruptly.

Qi Jie immediately stopped there completely, her half-lifted foot was hanging there, motionless.

She heard a person's coughing, drinking water, the "pop" when putting down the cup, and then the guitar sounded again—

"Because I dreamed of you leaving,

I woke up crying.

Watching the night wind blow through the windowsill,

Can you feel my love?

Until the day I get old,

Are you still by my side?

 …”

"This song... I don't seem to have heard it before?" Qi Jie thought about it carefully, she really didn't have any impression of this song, so she stopped thinking about it, but she couldn't help but nodded lightly, thinking: "But It sings nicely."

When the people on the rooftop finished singing the song and the guitar stopped temporarily, she became more and more sure of her judgment: This song is really good, and the people upstairs sang it very well.

Of course she didn't want to go up and disturb others to practice singing, and she didn't want to be known that she stayed at the school after school, so she even parked the car outside the school, but she felt that anyway, the book is temporarily read If you can't go on, it's not bad to listen to music here. During the hesitation, her eyes glanced at the steps next to it, and found that it was very clean. She thought about it for a while, and simply bent down and wiped it on the steps that looked clean, and found that it was indeed clean, so she carefully sat down. down.

At this time, the guitar sound had already sounded again, and it was the same song, and the other party actually started to sing from the beginning.

"It seems that this person should be practicing songs, but there doesn't seem to be any party in the school recently? It should be prepared to chase girls. Is this song, um, suitable." She thought to herself .

The sound of the qin was like a spring, and it murmured into my ears.

Qi Jie sat quietly on the steps like a little girl and listened to the song. She only felt that everything around her was quiet, and her heart seemed to be quiet as well.

The same song was sung four or five times by the people on the rooftop.

Even a layman like Qi Jie can hear it. He seems to be constantly changing the accompaniment of his guitar, making the same song sound soft and rhythmic at other times. Of course, what is also constantly changing is his singing style—what it has become, Qi Jie doesn't quite understand. She just thinks that if she has to describe the change in singing style, it should be: she feels that on the rooftop The man seemed to be singing more and more.

That's right, it just started singing.

It seems... he is becoming more and more able to use his voice.

Therefore, the more he sings, the more skillful he becomes, and the better he sings.

Then, the guitar sound on the roof stopped again, followed by the sound of coughing and drinking water.

When the guitar sounded again, Qi Jie quickly discovered that the other party suddenly changed songs.

"You said you like lilac flowers the most,

Because your name is her.

what a melancholy flower,

O sentimental man!

When the flowers wither,

When the screen freezes,

what a delicate flower,

But can't escape the wind and rain.

A fluttering, swaying life,

How many beautifully woven dreams,

You left in such a hurry,

Leave it to me for a lifetime.

The grave is full of flowers,

It is the beauty you long for,

Look at the mountains and plains,

Do you still feel lonely?

Listen, someone is singing,

Your favorite song, ah,

How many things are there in the world,

No need to worry anymore.

…”

It's as good as the song just now!

The more Qi Jie listened, the more interested she became, and the more she listened, the more pleasant it sounded, so she closed her eyes unconsciously.

She likes listening to songs, but she doesn't know anything about music theory. She just thinks it's good and wants to listen to it again and again, because the people on the roof sing something she's never heard before.

Listening to such a song with a beautiful rhythm, soothing, and a little sad, she felt as if her whole heart had been emptied, and her mood was getting better and better.

This feeling made her more and more fascinated.

When the other party stopped again, Qi Jie opened her eyes and realized that the sky had already started to get dark, especially in the corridor, it had become dim and yellow, and it seemed that it would be dark in the next moment.

Raising her wrist to look at the time, she was startled. It was already 6:20. In other words, she actually sat here and listened to it for more than half an hour! Although the people on the roof didn't want to leave yet, she knew that she couldn't listen any more, so she stood up and carefully walked downstairs before the people on the roof noticed her.

……

The novel was definitely impossible to read, but Qi Jie was in a surprisingly good mood. Once she returned to the office on the third floor and was not afraid of being heard, she even started to hum. UU reading www.uukanshu.com while she sang Yes, it's the song I just heard.

Just as he was about to go downstairs after packing up, his phone rang suddenly.

She was startled, and subconsciously connected the phone for the first time. She glanced worriedly towards the roof of the building, which she couldn't see at all, only to realize that it was the familiar number, and she couldn't help wrinkling regretfully. brow.

"Hey, Xiaojie, I'm at the Dongcheng Hotel, and I'm eating with a client. We're going to KTV later. Would you like to come and play for a while?"

"Uh, why don't I go? You should concentrate on accompany the client. I'm going, it's inconvenient for you!"

On the other side of the phone, he laughed twice and said, "There is no other program today, just singing, come here!"

Qi Jie had a struggling expression on her face, but in the end, she squeezed out a smile and said, "Oh, that's it, okay, then I'll go over after dinner."

……

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jie couldn't help but sigh, feeling that all the good mood just now was gone.

She picked up her laptop bag, locked the door and went downstairs. When she was about to go down to the second floor, she subconsciously stopped and looked up: after several floors, she couldn't hear anything at all, but she drifted. Misty, she just felt that the people on the roof should still be playing the piano and singing.

"I don't know which class the student is, and I don't know which girl is going to be moved this time..."

She shook her head, sighed, with a helpless, wry smile on her face, turned around and went downstairs.