I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 401 Bounce Chopin
Listening to the songs of the two in the live broadcast room also resonated with many viewers.

They also sang Jay's song that the two of them couldn't stop talking about.

That is not only the youthful memory of Yixing and Peng Zai, but also the memory of their youth.

"As soon as this song is played, it is full of memories."

"Yeah, who didn't remember Jie's lyrics in their lyrics book when they were in school?"

"Sing it again today, we've all grown up, old."

"Well, although we are getting old, Jie's songs will never grow old. There are still many people singing Jie's songs. His songs are always with us."

"This wave of memory killing has indeed killed us deep in our hearts."

As the audience started humming, many people also wrote this kind of article recalling their youth on Wei Neck.

Under the support of many people, Jie Tianwang also received hot news.

After reading the topic on the Internet, he knew that Yixing, who was accused of plagiarizing his song, led the memory killing, so he smiled and thanked Weibo and Twitter.

In his opinion, that kid Yixing is pretty good, and if given the chance, it is not impossible for him to cooperate with this kid once.

……

Mushroom House.

"The two of you have been singing just now, and you can't stop singing now, can you?"

Yue Peng put the agricultural implements on the three bungee into the tool room, and then glanced at Yixing and Peng Yuchang who were standing beside them non-stop.

After the two children discovered the ant nest, since the Nocturne began, it was like clockwork and couldn't stop.

"can not stop at all."

After Peng Yuchang smiled and said a slogan, he continued to chat with Yixing about Jie Tianwang's song.

"I like November's Chopin the most, that album is really amazing."

When Yixing talked about King Jie, his eyes were full of admiration and love.

"Chopin in November? Didn't Chopin die in October?"

While the two were talking happily, they heard the old man's question.

The two turned their heads to look at the old man and looked at each other sideways, then turned to the old man:
"You know Chopin?"

"If you're talking about Chopin in music, I do know a kid with that name."

"Is the Chopin you speak of a piano composer?"

"It's him."

"Is it really that Chopin?"

"Don't doubt it, it's him, old man, I seem to still have a small part of his music manuscripts and a few letters in my study."

Ye Qing nodded, and asked his question again:
"Old man, I attended his funeral in October. What did you say about Chopard in November?"

He remembered the Romantic piano composer.

That child seemed to like Ba He's music very much. When he was a guest at his house, he liked to look at some of Ba He's music manuscripts. Looking at the music manuscripts was like seeing a lover.

"The Chopin in November we are talking about is a singer's album. He likes Chopin very much. There are many songs in that album that are similar to the nocturnes created by Chopin. Their styles are similar, and the singer also uses his songs Call it Nocturne."

"Oh, I see."

After Ye Qing nodded, he turned around and wanted to leave.

He thought he was talking about something, but it turned out that he was talking about the current singer's album.

Then he wouldn't be much interested.

After all, Chopin's child's music cannot be surpassed by today's children.

Especially his Nocturne series, which no one can imitate.

"Grandpa, you can listen to this nocturne, it's really nice. Back then, this song was the soul of the whole album."

Seeing that the old man lacked interest and wanted to leave, Zhang Yixing hurriedly followed behind and took out his mobile phone to find the Nocturne by King Jie Tian.

He hoped that the old man would recognize his idol Jie Tianwang.

Ye Qing sat on a chair in the yard, and looked at the scene excitedly.

Isn't it just one song?Why is this kid so excited?
It's as if one's own song needs to be recognized.

Could it be the child's song?

Then he can barely listen to it.

"Play it and listen."

"it is good."

Nodding happily, he clicked on the play.

After a section of the sound of fireworks igniting was played on the mobile phone, a more romantic piano and guitar prelude sounded.

After the last guitar sound of the intro, there is a singing part.

Ye Qing listened to the song coming from the mobile phone, savoring the prelude carefully.

This prelude has some romance of Chopin's children's style, with a little lightness in the tune.

"Attracted by a group of bloodthirsty ants and carrion, I look at the lonely scenery with a blank face. After losing you, love and hate are beginning to be clear. What else is there to care about after losing you..."

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this style of speaking and singing, as well as some feelings conveyed in the lyrics.

This song was not sung by Yixing.

He finally knew why Yixing liked this song so much.

This song is both classical and popular. With the help of the tune, the sad emotion in the lyrics gradually invades the ears.

"Playing Chopin's Nocturne for you, paying homage to my dead love. The sound is like the night wind. It sounds very heartbreaking. The hand is light on the keyboard. I miss you very carefully. The place where you are buried is called Netherworld."

"Yixing, you don't have to let it go."

When Ye Qing heard the lyrics ended, he raised his hand to signal Yixing to stop.

"..."

As soon as he heard the words, he pressed pause, and looked at the old man with his lips pursed.

He suddenly panicked.

The old man yelled to stop before the song was finished. Does the old man not like this song?

Thinking of this, he panicked even more.

What if the old man said something critical of King Jie?

He was the one who wanted to listen to the idol's song for the old man.

Forget it, he still strikes first.

"Grandpa, this song is the song of my idol. He is the memory of my entire youth. I also fell in love with music because I liked his songs. I decided to make music because he brought ancient styles into pop music. I I just want to be like him, and let people abroad see our country's music culture with our country's ancient pop music."

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips on a whim, waiting for the old man to speak.

"Yixing, you don't have to be so excited."

When Ye Qing heard Yixing say so many words in one breath, he shook his head slightly and smiled.

He heard from Yixing's words that the kid was afraid that he would say something critical of his idol.

But he didn't want to criticize anything.

"Don't worry, this song is okay, the tune and lyrics are refreshing."

"call……"

When Yixing heard the old man's words, he breathed out the worry in his heart.

It's okay, the old man didn't say anything critical, and he even approved Jie Tianwang's song.

The stone in his heart finally sank.

"but……"

But within a few seconds, when he heard the old man's words, his heart rose again.

And but?

"There is a little lack of feeling in the lyrics, it's not a big problem."

(End of this chapter)