[His Royal Highness the Prince of Songs] Thank you for the world you gave me

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday, the day I made an appointment with Lian.If it wasn't for Lian's tactful message to remind me the night before, Xingwu might really have forgotten it.

"Lady, I'm still worried that you won't come." Lian, who was leaning on the front of the car, said when she saw Xingwu slowly approaching.

Xingwu asked confusedly: "Why didn't you come?"

"Although I don't want to admit it, you really hate my appearance." Lian shrugged helplessly.

"Are you planning to broadcast live at the school gate? You are currently the No. 1 student on campus, and I would take a big risk going out with you alone."

Lian smiled lowly: "It was my mistake. Let's get in the car first! I think you don't mind sitting in the back seat with me?" Lian opened the door of the back seat gentlemanly.

Xingwu nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and got into the car with the door opened by Lian.Lian walked around to the other side and got into the car as well.

"Is there any place you want to go?" After Lian sat down, although he asked the driver to drive, he didn't tell him where to go.

"No. What's more, the agreed time is my day, you can decide." Xingwu looked at Lian who was sitting on the other side.

Lian nodded, and then told the driver to drive to the nearby Jiexin Park.

Seeing that Lian was idle, Xingwu resumed the topic just now: "Listen to what you said before, Jingongji, you seem to have a big misunderstanding of me. I don't hate you very much."

Lian raised her eyebrows: "Oh? It's not 'very annoying', just 'hating'?"

Xingwu curled her lips: "That's why I said that you misunderstood me a lot. If I have to say something annoying, I admit that I really hated you during and just after the recording test. But since listening to your 'liberation' Sleeping thoughts, until the last verse of the song, I have no reason to hate you."

"Oh?"

"The two of us have no intersection. I don't know you, so I can't say that I hate you. The only place where we have an intersection is music. I put it in a high position and cannot be profane. But what you showed to it Casual. This is what I hate about you. After you said, release your sleeping thoughts, I know that you have also started to face up to your heart for music, so why do I hate you?" Xingwu looked at it seriously Looking into the blue eyes of the person in front of him.

Lian just smiled and didn't say anything.

When they arrived at Jiexin Park, Lian sent away her driver and led Xingwu to sit on a bench by the lake in the park.

Xingwu, who was seated, looked at Lian who seemed to be sizing up the lake seriously, and couldn't help cursing secretly.

Lian suddenly leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the sky: "Aren't you curious why I take the initiative to cooperate with you? Are you not curious why I want you for a day?"

"If you're not curious, why don't you tell me?" Xingwu followed his gaze, and there was not even a cloud except the sky.

"Of course not." After saying this, Lian finally looked at Xingwu, "Do you know 'Macchiato'?"

"Coffee?" Xingwu looked back at Lian in confusion.

"It doesn't mean that." There was a little anxiety in his eyes, "Or, do you know 'Yuancheng Temple Lianhua'?"

"what?"

"Looks like I don't know. What about 'Jinguji Lianhua'?"

Xingwu vaguely guessed something, thought about it seriously, then shook his head.

"Impossible. You smell of her in your song! I won't admit it."

"Maybe there is really what you said, but I really don't know the person you mentioned. When I was young, my parents invited me many teachers, but my memory has always been very good. There is indeed no person you mentioned, whether it is Neither the first nor the last name are the same."

"There may also be other names used. She is a popular female idol singer more than ten years ago. Her stage name is 'Macchiato' and her maiden name is 'Enjoji Lianhua'. She changed her name to 'Jinguji Renhua' after she got married. Hua'." There was a trace of persecution in his tone.

"My teachers are all composers or musicians, and there are no idols. I guess, the 'her taste' you mentioned may be because I studied under the composer who composed for her."

"She doesn't have a fixed composer, and more often she composes and sings by herself." Even though she couldn't hide the anxiety in her eyes, Lian still refuted clearly.

"Then I don't know." After a pause, Xingwu added: "Is there any song she sings by your side now? Let me listen and maybe I will find something."

"I don't bring records and tapes with me now, but I have them in my mobile phone, but the sound quality may not be ideal." Lian calmed down, even if Tianyang Xingwu really knew her, so what?So what if they know each other well?What on earth do I want to know from her?

Xingwu thought for a while, and signaled Lian to start playing: "Don't have too much hope, or if I don't find anything, I will feel guilty."

In fact, the "taste" he just mentioned is mainly a feeling of the listener.I feel that this kind of thing has high requirements on the sound quality of the song.But why let him let it go now?Probably because of the undisguised eagerness in his eyes just now.But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.Just thinking about the deep sense of loss in his always cynical eyes is unbearable, so let's give him a vaccination!

"Ha, lady, you are so kind." Lian resumed his usual expression and tone.

Xingwu glared at Lian, then closed her eyes.

As the song played, the musical notes danced in front of Xingwu's eyes in time with the beat.It's completely different from the song I sang last time, whether it's the mood I want to convey or the way I sing it.But... the last syllable fell, Xingwu opened his eyes and looked at Lian who pretended not to care.

"It does have the same taste. It's the mood of the singer: he loves music, and tries his best to convey all the emotions he wants to convey." After a pause, Xingwu changed her tone confidently, she lowered her head, touched She moved her chin in confusion, "However, was it the first time you found the same taste when you heard the song I sang? Obviously, I think this kind of emotion exists in many songs? Is there anything else that I don't have?" Did you find it? It's really nerve-wracking." Xingwu hummed lightly for a while casually, but still didn't find anything missing.

"Is that so?" Lin thoughtfully looked at Xingwu who was still immersed in solving the puzzle.

But Xingwu suddenly raised his head and looked at Lian again: "I think you can do it too, singing her taste."

There were obvious fluctuations in Lianyan's eyes, but silence returned after a while. "Actually, you guessed it, right? The person we're talking about is my mother. So, are you trying to comfort me?"

"Even if I wanted to comfort people, I wouldn't do it in the name of music."

Lian was choked, but it didn't feel bad.

"My mother was a national idol before she married my father. When she married, her career was in full swing. But it is said that grandparents can't accept their daughter-in-law to be an idol in public. My mother resolutely gave up her favorite for my father. singing, and concentrate on being a standard lady in the eyes of grandparents at home." Lian suddenly began to talk about her own family affairs. "But all my impressions of her come from hearing or video. Yes, I don't even remember her, and you are much younger than me, so how do you know her? I was thinking too much." Lian Suddenly he laughed at himself.

"Perhaps your first reaction is not that I know her, but that I am her reincarnation." Xing Wu originally wanted to joke, but when she thought of something, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable, "It seems that you are really You think so, otherwise you won't care so much about my attitude when you are about to be expelled from school. But I can't be your mother's reincarnation."

"Maybe! I'm different from you. I was thrown into this school by my elder brother who inherited the family business, because he and his grandparents have different views. He thinks that an idol from the Jinguji family can be a good example for the Jinguji Group. To do publicity. So I never had a reason to stay in that school. But if that was my mother’s expectation, it would be different, no matter if I regarded you as my mother’s reincarnation, or as my mother’s familiar friend, at that time I It seems that you are indeed my mother's representative..." Lian looked at the sky above her head which was the same color as his eyes.

"lie."

"Huh?" Lian looked at Xingwu who was speaking in confusion.

Xingwu also looked at Lian: "I said, you are lying. What is the reason for not staying in the academy? If you don't really like music, just because of your brother's wishes, how could you pass the entrance examination with a competition rate of 200% ?As long as you deliberately do a few wrong questions, you can resist your brother's orders. And Saotome Academy is different from other schools. It is a school that only recognizes strength. It is impossible to list you as the third son of the Jinguji Zaibatsu Entered class S. If you don’t really like music, how could you hesitate when facing dropout? How could you ask others if they care about you? And you asked more than one person! And your timbre can’t be fooled Man, if you don't really like music, how could I, who is sensitive to music, admit you after that incident? Of course, this may also be my reason. But in the final analysis, you are just dissatisfied with the decision your brother made for you, and dare not Face the truest self..."

"It's not like that! What do you know about me?" Lian interrupted Xingwu excitedly.

"One more thing, if you don't really like music, how could you hear the smell of your mother in the songs I sing?" Xing Wu stubbornly finished what she wanted to say.

If there is still room for refutation in the previous Lian, the last addition just made him feel embarrassed to be seen through.

Xingwu thought about what would happen next, so he couldn't help but continue: "Also, is the Jingongji chaebol, one of the three big chaebols, really short of such a small amount of money? It's just for endorsement fees and advertising fees. If you don’t know what you want, you will let the third son of the family do things they don’t like? To do things that the older generation don’t like? I don’t know if your grandparents are still in charge of your house, but No matter what, your brother must have been under a lot of pressure when he made the decision to make you an idol. Did he really do this just to make you famous for the Jinguji Group?"

"Stop talking. You can go, I want to be alone." Lian lowered her head, not looking at Xingwu.

Xingwu was stunned. Is this the reverse effect of talking too much?I hope I didn't bring negative effects to the eldest brother of the Jinguji family.However, "You mean I have fulfilled our previous agreement?"

"Yes. Let's go. The Jinguji family's car should be at the door. Just tell the driver where you are going."

"Oh. Then I'm leaving. You can think about it yourself. No matter how much others say, it's not as good as you can figure it out yourself." Before leaving, Xingwu still couldn't hold back his words.As soon as he finished speaking, Xingwu left without looking at Lian's reaction.

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