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Chapter 375 Please be kind

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    In a bedroom on a large flat in the suburbs.

    At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Wang Qiang was still on the phone with the company:

    "If Xianyu doesn't release a song in November, our schedule will be in November. Anyway, the rookie season is cancelled, and we don't have to make way for newcomers in November. Newcomers have their own list"

    Before the merger of the continents, November was the season for newcomers in Qinzhou.

    Every November, only newcomers can release songs, singers who have already debuted will not release songs in November.

    This is the most acclaimed newcomer protection system in the Qinzhou music scene.

    Later, the continents merged, and the number of singers increased. November was no longer enough to provide protection for newcomers, so the Art Association issued a new regulation¡ª¡ª

    Cancel November as the rule of rookie season!

    This is not to squeeze the living space of newcomers, but to protect new singers. Newcomers can release songs at any time in the future, but their works will no longer compete with singers who have debuted. Instead, there will be a special list for newcomers and new songs.

    After this regulation came out, everyone was happy.

    Newcomers don't have to wait until November to make their debut, and singers who have already debuted don't have to give up competing for the new song list in November.

    There are even music companies who will watch the list of newcomers and new songs, and try to poach new talents when they appear.

    "OK."

    The person on the other side of the phone said: "Then let's see what happened to Yue Xianyu this year. I will also ask the people from Xingmang. You will wait for my good news first."

    "Well, hang up."

    Wang Qiang looked at the computer, it was already 12:05.

    "Are you in a hurry to listen to the song?"

    "Well, let's see if the withdrawal of the three of us is a correct decision."

    "Okay, I'll go and listen too."

    The phone hung up, and Wang Qiang looked at the computer.

    When Xianyu released a song in October, the three first-line singers stayed away, and Wang Qiang was one of the three first-line singers who announced the change of schedule.

    He stayed up so late because he was waiting for Xianyu's new song, so after hanging up the phone, he immediately put on his earphones and found the song "White Rose", which had already been released and occupied the largest promotional banner on the player.

    Lyricist: Xianyu

    Composer: Xianyu

    Singing: Sun Yaohuo

    Seeing Sun Yaohuo's name, Wang Qiang's eyes flashed with envy, and then he clicked the song to play.

    The prelude is very familiar.

    Sure enough, it is exactly the same as "Red Rose".

    If you don't look at the title of the song and just listen to the prelude, everyone will think that this is "Red Rose".

    But as the subsequent singing began, this idea was immediately broken:

    "White as white teeth, passion has been swallowed and champagne evaporated completely; white as white moths sneaked back to the world of mortals and overlooked the spiritual place; but love suddenly becomes dirty like dirty and filthy, don't mention it; silent and smiling roses return thorns and only trust in defense  "

    Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly.

    If you read it in Mandarin, this word does not rhyme, and it is even a bit obscure.

    However, Sun Yaohuo sang in the opening way of Qi language, and it felt like it came out immediately after singing like this.

    It's still such a beautiful melody, the rhyme of each sentence is very neat, and the breath at the end is often spit out in the most comfortable position, and the purity of Sun Yaohuo's accent is enough to make the ears pregnant.

    The voice breaks the barriers of lyrical obscurity.

    And when the main song comes, even people who don't understand Qi language can understand what the song is about. Recalling the version of "Red Rose", the sense of substitution suddenly becomes profound.

    The music is actually not gorgeous, there is no explosive drumbeat, no gorgeous arrangement, only Sun Yaohuo's voice is slightly hoarse and helpless:

    "How cruel but still beautiful, what you can't get is always precious, how not to be scheming when you are at a disadvantage, and show awe of the laws that test you; even though the nightmare is still beautiful, willing to set up your nobility; a pinch of roses imitates the heart  Funeral, the past is void when the love is gone, the next life"

    Wang Qiang's research on Qiyu is not deep, but when he heard this, he didn't hesitate any more.

    His eyes suddenly became a little sour.

    Are red roses and white roses

    For men, two roses symbolize two women.

    If the red rose is already obtained but not cherished, then the white rose is far away but unattainable.

    No matter how ruthless, no matter how reserved and noble, a man will love it.

    It seems that it is a cruel dream, destined to be unable to hold tightly, but is unwilling to wake up no matter what.?

    Xianyu wrote about the commotion in "Red Rose".

    And "The White Rose" explains where that commotion came from.

    It is obviously the same melody, but it tells a linked story, one is the habit and fatigue of red roses in life, and the other is the dazzling and coquettish white roses in dreams.

    The former forbears, the latter collapses.

    At this moment, in Wang Qiang's memory, a forgotten figure seemed to resurface, like a nightmare he did not want to recall.

    But I shouldn't think about her.

    I already have a new partner by my side, and the former White Rose got married and had children last year.

    But memories just don't make sense.

    The more restrained Wang Qiang is, the more there are countless small emotions in the chrysalis, like being in the quagmire of reincarnation created by the song, unable to escape and unable to escape.

    Suddenly, the voice in the ear eased again:

    "Bai Rubai was inexplicably destroyed in a hurry, and what he got was no longer that person. Bai Rubai accidentally threw sugar into the consumption of the world of mortals and died"

    Wang Qiang's heart suddenly became quiet, as if it had been broken little by little, and then slowly reshaped.

    As if aware of Wang Qiang's emotions, the sound in the earphones continued, but he didn't intend to continue.

    "Even if the nightmare is still beautiful, I am willing to be the last, to complement your nobility, give me roses, come to the funeral, and let the past be void when I have passed another life"

    Still the same melody, but with a sense of desolation.

    Wang Qiang exhaled suddenly, took off the earphones with a smile, and completely walked out of the vortex of chaotic emotions.

    So what if you get it?

    Just get a commotion.

    So what if you lose it, it¡¯s just another life in the sea of ??suffering, if a person is split in two, how can you tell who is the white rose and who is the red rose?

    It's just a demon at work.

    Wang Qiang showed a smile, and he didn't know whether he was glad that he got out of the quagmire of the October season rankings early, or that he was glad that he had stepped out of an emotional vortex.

    He accidentally opened Xianyu's tribal account, wanting to follow her, but saw Xianyu posting a post.

    "Every man has had two women like this, at least two. Marry a red rose, and over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still 'moonlight in front of the bed'; Marry a white rose  The white one is a grain of sticky rice on the clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart."

    At this moment, Wang Qiang was completely relieved.

    The mosquito blood on the wall is actually the cinnabar mole, and the sticky rice sticking to the clothes is the white moonlight. If you can¡¯t get it, it¡¯s not the reason for your commotion. Please be kind.

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