Longing for the Art of Life King

When everyone heard this song, there was a smile on their faces like a spring breeze.

Kneel down!

This is already Su Yang's standard configuration.

Through this lyrics, everyone can clearly see the faded photo, with the aroma of hot noodle soup lingering on the tip of their noses, and when they turn their heads, they can see the setting sun shining on the stray cat, which is on a swing, He narrowed his eyes slightly.

And a certain young man was sitting in the classroom, staring at all this outside the window, in a daze.

In his drawer, a postcard was lying there quietly.

That's exactly what happened to a young classmate.

And the scene described in Su Yang's singing is still going on.

almost the end of spring

There are also carved door curtains

On both sides of the narrow long aisle

The old house still raises the smoke

Just finished the rainy season

The old street where my parents walked together again

Can't remember what day of the year

long and short years

When he heard this passage, Huang Lei leaned into Teacher He's ear and whispered, "This kid's lyrics skills are really excellent."

"It's amazing. The ability to describe this picture is beyond anyone else." Teacher He is not a professional singer, but he is also someone who knows something. Because of his understanding, he knows how powerful this song is.

Yan Ming on the other side is already preparing for the next move.

He directly recruited the later stage to his side, and asked, "How long will it take us to make a v in the form of animation in the later stage to make such an old street?"

"It's not very difficult. We can just scroll through the pictures. It can be done in a week or two, but the crux of the problem is that if we want to meet the standard of v, we need a lot of money."

"Money is not a problem, do it now."

Yan Ming is a rich man now, so what is this little money.

"Okay." Late nodded, and replied, "Remember to get the authorization!"

"I know."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ming turned his head again, looked at Su Yang, and continued to listen to the music quietly. In fact, this time of day is the most enjoyable time for the program staff, and none of them want to miss it.

What can't be forgotten, I don't know

I can't remember what it looked like

Can't see, can't go

Maybe that old street tone is my sadness

The smile on the corner of the mouth is getting more and more reluctant

What can't be forgotten, I don't know

Can't let go of familiar fragments

Looking back, it's been many years

Look at the sky through your fingers

I'm back on that old street

Leaning by your side and drifting away

Explain a picture first, and then recall it.

Su Yang used his own singing voice to completely tell a story that spanned the entire time and space.

Bring everyone into this scene.

A song, a story, two people, a period of time.

Until the end of the singing, everyone was still immersed in the story described by the singing, unable to extricate themselves for a long time. .

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The singing ends.

Teacher He looked at Su Yang and said, "The old street mentioned in your song is the old street of our TV station's children's primary school, right?"

"kindness."

When Su Yang saw this memory in his mind, his first reaction was this song, because it was so similar.

"There really is this street." Sha Yi was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Then what happened next?"

"It's been demolished." Teacher He said with emotion, "I also like the hot noodle soup. I remember that I just went to Kuaiben not long ago. Every night when I got off work late, I would go there to eat bowls of noodles. Everyone is comfortable."

"There is also a stinky tofu shop with an interface, which is super delicious." Su Yang continued, "Unfortunately, since the demolition there, I haven't seen "[-]" again."