What should I do if it catches fire before I debut?

Even Shen Chuxia, the first moment she heard this song, felt her heart was slowly pinched by someone's hand.

A heart gradually sinks, and then rises slowly with the music.

The tune reminded Shen Chuxia of a TV series she watched one summer.

The male and female protagonists in the TV series have gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and they are about to achieve a positive result. When they step into the palace of marriage, they find out that they are brothers and sisters.

Then the elder brother went crazy, and the younger sister jumped off the building.

It's such a bad and sad ending.

Just like this song.

The first listen is full of joy, but after careful reading, it is full of sadness and despair.

It's like seeking light in the dark, reaching out to heaven in hell, seeking the elusive comfort.

Shen Chuxia sighed, she glanced at Lin Nan, then at Su Youhan who was sitting opposite.

This beautiful girl has never left Lin Nan's eyes since just now.

There was a light in her eyes.

That gaze made Shen Chuxia's heart tangled for a while.

Sun Wen picked up the red wine glass on the table and took a sip.

She looked at Lin Nan with a lot of appreciation in an instant.

Wait for the song to end.

Everyone has not recalled it for a long time.

I have to say that even Sun Wen couldn't help but think of many people and things back then when she heard the song "Dream Wedding".

Some unspeakable regrets.

at the same time.

summer city.

Gu Chunbo rubbed his reddened eyes.

He is the leader of the language group of Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School and the chairman of Xiacheng Urban Modern Poetry Association.

These days, he has been in charge of the school's poems with the theme of happiness, which he plans to send to the province for competition.

But reading many modern poems sent by students made him very tired.

"This is simply nonsense!"

In front of him, there is a poem.

"I ate a bowl of rice this morning."

"I'm hungry again at noon."

"But luckily dinner is coming."

"So I suddenly felt happy."

What the hell is this all about?

Is this poetry?

This is simply an insult to poetry!

"The quality of this class of students is too bad! Too bad! What are these things, what are these things!"

Gu Chunbo was very angry. As an intellectual of the older generation, his angry hands were shaking.

"Don't be angry, take the medicine."

Gu Chunbo's wife came over with a glass of water and a handful of medicine in his hand: "You are so old, don't suffer from high blood pressure later."

"Am I still suffering from high blood pressure? A few more poems like this, I think I can have a cerebral hemorrhage!"

Gu Chunbo frowned angrily: "This provincial poetry competition is very important to our school. As the chairman of Xiacheng Modern Poetry Association, if I can't manage this competition well, what face do I have to sit in this position. "

"So many people are watching!"

"These students now play games all day long, eat and sleep, play Doudou and so on, and don't read or study every day! You can write a poem that tastes like plain water, it's hopeless!"

Gu Chunbo kept talking, patting the table while talking, and then opened his mouth, allowing his wife to stuff the medicine into his mouth, took a sip of water, and drank it with a grunt.

"Don't worry, there will always be good things."

Seeing him so angry, his wife comforted him, as if he had long been used to Gu Chunbo's behavior.

"I'm furious."

Gu Chunbo heaved a sigh of relief, sat there, took a deep breath, and when he was about to continue watching, he found that the phone lighted up.

He opens.

It was Jiang Zhibo, the chairman of the student union, who sent the message.

This Jiang Zhibo usually also writes poems, although his writing is not good, but he can still see the taste of poetry.

"Mr. Gu, I just saw a sentence in my classmate's QQ space. It feels very poetic. Would you like to take a look?"

Jiang Zhibo looked very polite.

"Written by students? Or in QQ space? What good things can there be?"

Gu Chunbo frowned, and wanted to refuse, but after thinking about Jiang Zhibai's status as the student union chairman, he replied.

"Sent to see."

He didn't have any particular thoughts.

His idea is even more simple to add.

It's just a matter of taking a look, and it's not a waste of Jiang Zhibo's good intentions to be perfunctory.

Not long.

Jiang Zhibo sent a picture.

It's a screenshot.

The above is also very simple, just one sentence.

"I want to have a house facing the sea, where spring flowers bloom."

This……

Gu Chunbo, who hadn't reciprocated any hope, was suddenly stunned.

He looked at that sentence carefully, his eyes wishing to stare into the phone screen.

"A house, facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming..."

"Nowadays many of us live in the city, we are exhausted in pursuit of success, and few of us pay attention to things outside of life."

"This... the artistic conception of this sentence... this is too... great!"

After tasting several times, Gu Chunbo suddenly got up and stood there, his face flushed.

"What's the matter with you, what's the matter with you old man?"

The wife who just went out with water was startled when she saw this scene: "Don't get too excited, you still have high blood pressure, high blood fat, and high blood sugar!"

"Your hemorrhoids haven't healed yet!"

My wife was terrified.

But Gu Chunbo was full of excitement: "I found it! I finally found it! This is it!"

He planned to send Jiang Zhibo a message and ask him who wrote this sentence.

Later, it felt too slow, so I simply called directly.

Jiang Zhibo over there was surfing the Internet, when he suddenly received a call from Gu Chunbo, he was startled.

"Teacher Gu!" Jiang Zhibai's voice was disturbed.

"Who wrote that sentence?" Gu Chunbo was full of excitement.

"A female classmate..."

"Give me her cell phone number! Right now!"

After Gu Chunbo finished speaking, Jiang Zhibo didn't dare to delay.

This Gu Chunbo is in the school, he can sit on an equal footing with the principal, and he has many disciples.

"Why is Mr. Gu calling you?" The boy who was surfing the Internet next to him turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhibo when he was shooting a gun.

"I don't know, I have to clear my head. I have never seen Mr. Gu so anxious to get angry."

Jiang Zhibo, who sent Shen Chuxia's phone number, was still in a daze.

There is a feeling of vertigo.

Chapter 68 I am a very sincere person

Shen Chuxia stared blankly at the young man who was getting up from the piano. The phone rang, but he didn't notice it.

There was thunderous applause all around.

The song "Dream Wedding", the tune is perfect to the limit.

Every note seems to have life, hitting the heart directly.

"I didn't lose wrongly."

Moked sighed, then got up, walked to Lin Nan over there, and took out a business card: "Listening to a song by you today gave me great inspiration."

"If you need my help in the future, you can call me."

"Young man, I am very optimistic about you. Do you have any ideas to develop in the piano industry?"

Moked threw an olive branch in public.

People around have long been familiar with it.

It's just that Liao Xiaodong's eyes over there were particularly ugly, but it was Liao Xiaodong's father. Although he had regrets on his expression, he didn't have much resentment.

"Sorry, I don't have that idea yet."

Lin Nan smiled apologetically, and took the business card with both hands.

"Is that so."

Mokede was slightly disappointed, but he still couldn't help asking: "Are you rejecting me, and instead want to join Fu Haochen's sect?"

"Actually... Lao Fu and I are old friends who have known each other for a long time. My reputation in the industry may not be as good, but in terms of other resources, I am much richer than him, so...you can think about it. .”

Mokde was a little bit unwilling to give up.

Such an excellent seedling was handed over to Fu Haochen, which made him worry a lot.

"Master Fu Haochen also asked me about my thoughts before, hoping that I would join his disciples, but I also refused."

Lin Nan shook his head and smiled.

"Rejected too?"

Moked was stunned: "Can I ask the reason?"

"The reason... probably is that I think I'm not good enough."

Lin Nan thought for a while: "I know too few pieces, so it's probably inappropriate."

not good enough...

Will there be too few tunes?

These two reasons made everyone around look at each other in dismay.

They looked at Lin Nan who was standing there.

Lin Nan had a very sincere look on his face.

Even Moked's face trembled at these words.