A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

Fan Ying was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Ningqing to start working in the film and television industry.

Somehow, he felt a little happy. He didn't know if it was because he heard that his ex-girlfriend was not doing well, or because she didn't have any kissing scenes.

He shook his head to get rid of all the random thoughts. As the saying goes, a good horse never turns back. He and Zhou Ningqing had already broken up. What did it have to do with him whether she had any kissing scenes?

He forced himself not to think about it. Just then, Wu Yu called him over.

"Fan Ying, please choose a song. We all sang it, so you have to show one too."

"Ah? No need for that."

Fan Ying was a little embarrassed.

It wasn't because he was being modest, but he didn't know any songs from this world!

Not even a single one!

He wanted to sing songs from his own world, but there was no accompaniment in the KTV, and he didn't have a heavenly voice. What was the difference between singing in a KTV in front of everyone and shitting on the street?

Wu Yu didn't know his concerns, because he had drunk a few bottles of wine and was walking unsteadily.

"Don’t be embarrassed, we are all classmates, and no one will laugh at you if you don’t sing well. Come on, sing a song!"

"Sing a song!"

"Sing a song!"

The students around him were not familiar with Fan Ying, but they were cheering him on. The more Fan Ying didn't want to sing, the more excited they were.

Fan Ying had no choice but to wave his hands and said,"I know the song, but there is no accompaniment in the KTV, so you can just sing it."

Wu Yu didn't want to hear this and handed over his guitar on the spot.

"The props are all ready for you, you can play and sing by yourself, but don't say you can't play the guitar, I heard you play it in the dormitory!"

Wu Yu, this guy, actually brought a guitar to the KTV.

He had no interest in guitar at first, but after listening to Fan Ying playing it several times in the dormitory, he also had the idea of learning guitar and joined the guitar club.

But it turned out to be a three-minute enthusiasm. He hastily learned a few basic chords and fingerings like 53231323. He brought the guitar just to show off.

The classmates around him made louder noises. Fan Ying knew he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to take the guitar.

He has been learning piano this semester, but it doesn't mean he has given up guitar. His two roommates, Wu Yu and Li Da, are also very considerate. One put the microphone to his mouth and the other pointed it at the sound hole of the guitar. He put on a strong posture, but only a few people really wanted to hear him sing. Most people either continued to make noises after making noises or continued to They would continue to look down at their phones or chat and laugh with their friends.

It’s not that they don’t respect people, but since Wu Yu joined the guitar club, he likes to hold the guitar and sing in class whenever he wants. Although his singing is passable, his playing is really terrible.

With him as a precedent, everyone has no expectations of Fan Ying at all.

Fan Ying cleared his throat and was a little panicked for a moment. This was his first time singing in front of so many people.

He subconsciously thought of Uncle Aoli Gei in his mind, saying that we should not be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, and the best way to eliminate fear is to face it with a smile!

That’s right, face it!

He traveled to this world with the intention of making money by singing. There will be a bigger stage waiting for him in the future. How can he back down now?

He took a deep breath and finally spoke

"Nothing can stop......"

He didn't play the guitar while singing. Wu Yu was a little surprised at first, but then the sound of the guitar and the word"挡" in"挡" rang out together.

"Your desire for freedom"...................

""Your heart is free of worries."

When the song reached this point, some of the students who were joking subconsciously lowered their voices, and the students who were playing with their phones also raised their heads involuntarily.

Fan Ying continued singing:

"Through the dark years"......................

The laughter had completely disappeared, and the phones that were still on had also gone out. Obviously, everyone's attention was focused on Fan Ying, and he did not disappoint his classmates. The chorus sounded:

"The free world in my heart"........................

"Blue Lotus".................

The last high note fell, and Fan Ying's performance ended.

The scene was quiet for a full ten seconds. At the eighth second, the waiter came in to serve the wine. Suddenly, cheers and applause rang out, scaring him so much that he staggered and almost threw the wine out.

"Young people nowadays are always startled. He shook his head and left the room.

He didn't know what had just happened, but his classmates knew. They were all very excited and surrounded Fan Ying as if they wanted to eat him up.

"You are such a good guitar player, I just realized you are so good at it!"

"Boss, you are the real boss. At first I thought you were on the same level as Wu Yu. I wronged you!"

"What's the name of this song? It's so beautiful. I've never heard of this style of music. Tell me the name quickly and I'll search it right away!"

Faced with the sudden enthusiasm of his classmates, Fan Ying could only pull a fake smile with the corners of his mouth. He would perfunctorily answer questions if he could, and if he couldn't, such as asking about the name of the song, he would pull out his former guitar teacher and say that he wrote the song, but it had not been released for various reasons.

Wang Dongyang was lying on the bed, browsing his phone. He skillfully opened NetEase Cloud and clicked on his personal homepage.

He was also unruly when he was young. He took a sum of money from his family and started his journey to Beijing. He served dishes and was a resident singer. He spent all the money he earned in the recording studio.

Unfortunately, the few songs he released received mediocre responses. On the contrary, he played the guitar better and better. After struggling for several years without becoming popular, he returned to his hometown and became a guitar teacher.

He casually clicked on a song he had sung and listened to it. This was his habit. It seemed that listening to these songs brought him back to the past.

But suddenly, he found that there were more than a dozen comments on this song. He remembered it very clearly.���Before, there were only a few comments on his post, but now there are more than 20.

Although the number of new comments is not large, it still makes him very excited.

Could it be that his song has been sought after by a niche circle?

He hurriedly clicked into the comment area, only to see that it was full of positive comments, but they all mentioned another song.

"Teacher Wang, I really like your song"Blue Lotus". I hope you can publish it soon."

"Teacher Wang,"Blue Lotus" is so so so beautiful. When will you publish it? I can't wait to add it to my collection!"

"Teacher, Teacher Wang Dongyang, your lyrics are so good that they made me want to go on a spontaneous trip. I have already booked the ticket. I should be in Tibet by this time tomorrow!"

Wang Dongyang put down his phone, walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette.

After smoking, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Then he dried his hair, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed.

It was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, but he still didn't close his eyes, staring straight at the ceiling.

At this moment, he had only one question in his mind.

What the hell is a blue lotus?