Quan Zhilong, I clearly loved you for so long

In 2000, at Beijing Airport, three little girls were crying with tears all over their faces. Ten-year-old Song Li was about to leave her birthplace, bid farewell to her best friend, and go to a strange country.She and Song Qian and Cheng Yujia have known each other for six years since learning to dance, and they get along day and night every day. When they think of not seeing Song Li when they get up tomorrow morning, they want to cry.

Song Bailu looked at the three of them helplessly, and the people next to her almost thought she was abducting and selling children. "Sissy, Yu Jia, stop crying! Xiaoli is only going to Korea to study, and she will come back after the holidays. You can also visit her when you have time."

"Fox, you must write to us when you go there, and tell me if you are bullied. Although I may not be able to help, you can tell me~" The little girl had tears in her big eyes.

The younger girl on the side also wiped her tears, "Fox, we will look for you in the future, don't forget about me when you play with little Korean girls, and remember to send me some delicious food from Korea .”

"Passengers from Beijing to Seoul, South Korea, please check in..."

"Hello, my name is Quan Zhilong." Song Li looked up at this fair and clean boy. This is his deskmate. It seems that the teacher asked him to teach him Korean? "Song Li." The boy stared, "You can speak Korean? Aren't you Chinese?"

"My father and mother worked in Korea before I was born, and I learned from them." Quan Zhilong, this is Song Li's first Korean friend, but this guy doesn't seem to like learning very much, "Quan Zhilong , why do you sleep in class every day?"

"Hey, I'm a trainee, it's too late to practice every day. Help me see the teacher!" Quan Zhilong put the book on the table, and Song Li looked sideways at Quan Zhilong's drooling.

"Hey, Song Li, copy yesterday's homework for me." Song Li glared at Quan Zhilong, "You write very hard on paper every day in class, but you don't do your homework every day."

"I was writing lyrics, which is much more fun than doing homework. I treat you to fried rice cakes after school!" Sure enough, after school, Quan Zhilong followed Song Li to the rice cake stand.

"Hurry up, I'll go to practice after eating. I'm going to practice until twelve o'clock today. Let me tell you, it would be nice to have a kid dancing. His name is Dong Yongpei. Although he doesn't like to talk, he is quite nice." of."

While eating, Quan Zhilong chattered to Song Li, "Oh! You ate so much?" Song Li swallowed the last bite, looked at the plate in front of Quan Zhilong, and then at her own. "Didn't you tell me to eat quickly? Forget it, I'll treat you tomorrow."

Later, after school, the two of them would go to eat fried rice cakes near YG every day, and Song Li finally met Dong Yongbai, whom Quan Zhilong said was good at dancing.But... this man is too shy.

"Brother Yongpei, what time did you practice until yesterday?" Dong Yongpei wiped his mouth, "Ahem, well, it should be past twelve o'clock." Song Li looked at Dong Yongpei's face, wondering if it was the rice cake too Spicy is still too shy, we have known each other for several months, and he still blush when talking to him.

In 2002, Song Li had the idea of ​​becoming a trainee for the first time. Seeing Quan Zhilong's contented writing and drawing on paper every day, it seems that being a singer is not bad.Quan Zhilong often said, "I want to be a singer, I want to write my own lyrics, and I want to convey my feelings to others through music."

Song Li doesn't have such great ideas, she just likes to sing and wants more people to hear her voice.She had never thought of being a trainee before, but seeing Quan Zhilong's busy appearance every day, she couldn't help feeling a little envious. How about Song Li pursuing her dream?

Song Li tried to talk to Quan Zhilong, and Quan Zhilong recorded Song Li's singing, and even secretly took a copy of the lyrics written by Song Li.She had long seen that this girl would secretly write something in class, but this girl didn't seem to know that her writing was not bad.

Quan Zhilong showed the song Li blindly written by Song Li to the president of the company, and the president actually wanted to see her. Song Li was surprised when he heard the news, and he didn't react until he sat in front of Yang Xianshuo. "You wrote this song?" Yang Xianshuo looked at the little girl with red lips and white teeth sitting in front of him.

Seeing Song Li nodding, Yang Xianshuo asked again, "Have you ever studied music?" Song Li shook his head, Yang Xianshuo was puzzled, it doesn't look like this song was written by someone who has never studied it!I still have a good grasp of staff and so on. "I just have better ears. I can hear how many instruments are used in a piece of music, and I can also hear the order in which they play. I will remember it after a long time."

Yang Xianshuo looked at this little girl who was nervously grabbing the corner of her skirt with a look of shock, and immediately found out the record to experiment with, what a genius!This kind of talent must stay in YG, "Why do you want to be a trainee?" Song Li said without thinking, "I want more people to hear my singing."

"Do you want to write a song?" Song Li shook her head, Yang Xianshuo was puzzled, "Why? Don't you want to sing the song you wrote for everyone? People walking on the street will sing and listen to the song you wrote. How good it feels."

Song Li shook her head, "I just want to sing, but I don't know how to write songs." Yang Xianshuo laughed, not knowing whether to call her humble or stupid, "Well, you come to YG to sign a contract on the weekend, and you can practice with Quan Zhilong in the future. If he writes songs, you can also try to write them.”

In the summer of 2002, Song Li started her trainee career and persisted for six years. At that time, Song Li practiced with Quan Zhilong and the others in the basement every day. Gradually, she also got used to writing with Quan Zhilong. Song.This teenager has a very big dream, he wants to change the world with his music.

Music can't change the world, but music can change a person's 3 minutes, 3 minutes can change three hours, three hours can change three days, three days can change three months, three months can change three years, three years can change Change one person's life, one person's life can change other people's lives, change their world.