Paranoid Love Poem [Quick Transmigration]

After blackmailing Ji Churong so much money, Su Ling also showed some real skills worthy of it.

Whenever Ji Churong thought that he had fully understood Su Ling's musical talent, Su Ling quickly proved with practical actions that it was just the tip of the iceberg.

He taught Ji Churong to sing, but after his voice was broken, he couldn't sing high notes, so he wrote a song with full bass.Use a pencil left over from an unknown age in the desk cabinet to write on the old newspapers on the table.

He disliked Ji Churong's lack of real emotion in singing, and Ji Churong said that he couldn't grasp the feelings expressed in the lyrics.Su Ling said, that's simple, what is your most real feeling now?Ji Churong thought about it and said he was a little thirsty.

Then Su Ling wrote a song with thirst as the central idea.He wrote down the thirst caused by the lack of water in the body and the eager desire to find a sip of water under the scorching sun, but then sublimated it.For example, the desire of people who are born humble to get ahead, such as the desire of adults who have struggled in society to return to their carefree childhood, and even calculated the desire to make a simple love song.

Because of the lack, so longing.

From one point, depict the world.

But when encountering the high-pitched part that was really unavoidable, Su Ling refused to speak, and only instructed Ji Churong how to pronounce it.

Ji Churong encouraged Su Ling to try it once, and Su Ling finally got a little excited.As soon as he opened his mouth, the sound fell silent as soon as it came up, and broke when he stabbed hard.

Ji Churong: "..."

Su Ling: "It's said that I can't sing! I won't sing! I won't sing if I die!" After being furious, he immediately turned into an autistic boy, locked himself in the room, and refused to face Ji Churong who made him look ugly.

The big tree outside the window separates the sunlight into large and small irregular shapes, and those light spots and shadows spread on the closed door, like a starry sky in daytime.Ji Churong stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

"Su Ling, I have paid so much tuition, I can't just attend class for a while."

"What class! You just want to trick me into singing high notes! I won't sing!"

"Okay, don't sing high notes. Your low notes are already very good."

"Perfunctory."

"Really. And you've 'sung' high notes many times."

"Lied to me again!"

"No. It's just not with your voice."

"It's not lying to me, it's coaxing me! Do you want to say that I sang with brain waves!"

"what."

"What are you laughing at!"

"No. I didn't hear the brain waves." Ji Churong said with a smile: "But I heard you 'sing' with the guitar, and with the green leaves that can be seen everywhere in the village."

"You said you didn't coax me! Then why did you tell me to sing!" Su Ling opened the door angrily, and opened her eyes wide to see clearly the way this person was speaking.

Ji Churong stopped laughing, and he said seriously: "Why didn't you sing it? Whether it's lyrics or music, that's your talent, isn't it?"

You are a born singer, and a leaf can be your voice if you want to.

Su Ling wanted to refute subconsciously, but an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.That thought was like a bolt of lightning hidden behind a thundercloud, suddenly bringing a ray of light.

The words of rebuttal were delayed by half a beat, and they were all swallowed back by Su Ling.

"You just believe me that much!?" Many people once believed him, but then their belief turned into ridicule.He used to believe in himself, but later he didn't even have the desire to sing.

Ji Churong pointed to his eyes, and he said: "I haven't seen anything for a long time, and sometimes I can't remember what I saw before. But... when you sing about the night sky, I can 'see' see the night sky. You Sing the rice fields in the countryside, and I can 'see' the rice fields. I can 'see' the scenery you sing." He thought for a while, his ears turned red, he was grateful and admirable, and praised sincerely: "It's very beautiful. ,Thank you."

In the quiet room, Ji Churong could hear the heartbeat, but he couldn't tell whether it was his or Su Ling's.

After a long time, in the darkness, Su Ling held his hand and pressed his hand to his chest, so he could feel the vigorous and lively beating more clearly.

Su Ling half-jokingly half-seriously said: "Ji Churong, then let me teach you to sing 'Su Ling'."

After that, the life of the two of them was still the same, except that a certain singer who had been angry every day since he passed away slowly began to return to his old business.

The filming crew returned to Li Village, and Xu Haojie, who came with the crew, thought he would see a haggard Su Ling, but he didn't expect that the main character was not only alive and kicking, but also seemed to have grown a few millimeters taller.

A young man who is less than twenty years old is really favored by youth.

Pulling up his spirits and returning to the battlefield, Xu Haojie rolled up his sleeves and was ready for a fight.Thousands of calculations have been made, but Zhang Caiyue did not accept the offer.

In the summer, she wore long clothes and trousers to cover her body tightly. In just two weeks, Zhang Caiyue's shrewd aura completely evaporated.She didn't talk much, she didn't even find fault with Xu Haojie, and she hardly appeared in front of people when she was free.

The second shooting was really not too easy, Xu Haojie might have been pinched out of his M-shaking physique, and he felt unreal, so he ran to Su Ling at night and whispered: "Su Ling, do you think Zhang Caiyue has been transmigrated! ? I feel like something is wrong with her."

Su Ling was not quite right either, he was facing north in a daze, with his feet on the back of the chair, and a pen spinning in his hand.Xu Haojie glanced to the north, only to see a wall, and behind the wall was the place where Ji Churong was staying. He didn't know what kind of nerves Su Ling was having.

"Su Ling, did you listen to me? Something is really wrong with Zhang Caiyue. You have been in Li Village for the past two weeks, do you know something?"

"What do I know? Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye." He stayed with Ji Churong every day, so he didn't have time to hang out with Li Fucai.

"Blink of an eye!!!" Xu Haojie couldn't believe that two weeks in a remote village with poor mobile phone signal is a blink of an eye: "Forget it, I won't deduct these words from you. I just want to remind you , I don’t know what tricks Zhang Caiyue and the others are going to play, we still have to be more vigilant.”

He said he was vigilant, but for two or three days in a row, nothing happened. Even Li Fucai calmed down a lot, as if he wanted to restrain himself.

The weather was fine in the afternoon of the fourth day, and the program team held a relaxing group game, playing drums and passing flowers.The more people in this game, the more fun it is. Other contestants invited familiar villagers, and Xu Junjie also ran to pull Ji Churong over.

Su Ling said that she was troublesome, and sat down next to Ji Churong while talking.

Xu Junjie: "I really don't understand your operation."

At the beginning of the game, one person shakes the rattle, and the others pass the flowers. After the sound of the drum stops, whoever is with the silk flowers has to show their talents.

At first, it was Chu Yi, Chu Yi was an actor, and Zhao Lin took the lead in making a fuss, asking Chu Yi to perform an impromptu acting show.Chu Yi was not shy either, and reproduced a clip of a movie he starred in.After Chu Yi's performance, everyone continued to spread the flowers, Zhao Lin was eager to try, Xu Haojie saw it, Zhao Lin obviously came prepared.

Sure enough, the second time the flowers were passed on to Zhao Lin.He walked generously to the center of the circle and performed a comedy scene.This plot was carefully prepared, and Zhao Lin was willing to shake off the burden of being an idol. The exaggerated expressions and amusing plot established a funny character design, blurring the image of the previous bully.

After Zhao Lin's performance, the highlight of the game is over.Xu Junjie wanted to catch fish, but unexpectedly, the silk flower was passed on, and it actually reached Su Lingna.

Forget it, but Zhao Lin over there has completed a major event on his mind, got carried away, and coaxed blindly: "It's just right! It's just an acting show before, Su Ling, let's sing a song, and the little heavenly king will come! The little heavenly king will have one!" "

This little overlord is well versed in the way of which pot is not opened and which pot to lift!

Xu Junjie: "..." While scolding the little overlord in his heart, he frantically thought of countermeasures.

Come one, come one, I will punch you in the past!Su Ling's face was so ugly that it was scary, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind that at worst he would put on a cold face and not speak, at best he would only be hacked a few more times.

However, amidst the booing, his right hand was held.

It's Ji Churong.

Knocking open his fist, the palm dripping with cold sweat fit closely with the other warm palm.

Ji Churong held Su Ling's hand and softly hummed the song he had learned from Su Ling.

Ignore the urging of others, and ignore the hustle and bustle of those who join in the fun.Ji Churong hummed Su Ling's song softly, and the tune washed over the surrounding world over and over again, until Su Ling's whole world became very quiet and peaceful.

Surrounded by this kind of tranquility and peace, unconsciously, I took that step under the guidance of that person.

It was not as difficult as Su Ling imagined, and it was too easy to imagine.

He just needs to open his mouth and follow Ji Churong's tone.

As he sang, Ji Churong's voice became smaller and smaller, and Su Ling's voice became clearer and clearer, until he sang alone.

Cautiously and nervously, he let go of Ji Churong's hand, the cold sweat on his palm disappeared, and his slender fingers beat the beat.The eyes of the people around him overlapped with the lights on the stage in a trance, Su Ling lowered his eyes and sang a cappella. When he recalled the stage, the stage naturally surrendered at his feet.

Even if there is no applause, no fans screaming and applauding, it doesn't matter.

What has never abandoned him is music, his natural talent, and... Su Ling quietly looked at the hand of the person beside him.

After the song was finished, Su Ling took the initiative to hold Ji Churong's hand, holding it very tightly, wishing that the skin would blend, the flesh and blood would be connected, and the bones would hug each other, so that no one could separate them.

The silence was broken by bursts of applause.

Zhao Lin exclaimed: "That's great, Su Ling, I thought you were going to sing nursery rhymes." After all, the voice of the broken gong has become like that, and everyone will applaud when singing a nursery rhyme, but it's human applause, not like now, it's real There is an urge to pull hands and strike each other.

"Is this your new song? I haven't heard it before."

When Su Ling had a good voice, his voice was particularly clean and clear, with the unique vitality of a teenager.Most of his songs are love songs for young fans, as well as strong songs with a wide audience.

The song he sang this time is more inspirational. In the early part of the long bass line, the hoarse voice expresses frustration, haggardness, pain and resentment to the fullest. Later, the emotion gradually became stronger and the pitch turned higher. Su Ling did not sing all the way up. On the verge of breaking the sound, while ensuring the pitch, it creates a desire to break through the shackles and break free from the predicament, but this desire has been unable to be satisfied.

The trapped beast wandered back and forth in the invisible cage, panting repressedly, and refused to give up completely even though it was in pain.

'One day,

I will return to my country,

wear my crown,

win back my people,

regain my faith,

we'll see

Please look forward to the coming of the storm,

It's like looking forward to a tomorrow that doesn't belong to you. '

At the end, the sound turned down again, and the tune gradually leveled off, but it was not the end, but the beginning of another revenge drama.So even the blank space after the singing stopped became the calm before the storm.

"New song?" Su Ling snorted coldly with disdain: "How can such crudely made things be considered new songs!?"

Everyone: "..."

But if you compliment him a few words, this person will be pulled up on the spot!

The game continued again, and the four participating artists basically got a chance to perform.Although Lu Shan has selfish intentions, she has been in the industry for many years, and she has tasted all the bitterness and bitterness, so she also strives for fairness during the filming process.Of course, it depends on the individual whether they are willing to seize the opportunity presented to them or not.

I thought it was a relationship program group full of dirty deals, but I didn't expect it to be a strange and warm family.Xu Haojie was still immersed in Su Ling's singing on the way back: "Su Ling, you can do it, the sword is not old, just flash it and show it, scaring the children!"

"Stop it."

Xu Haojie pushed open the door of Li Fucai's house, and Zhang Caiyue, who was washing clothes in the yard, was taken aback. She buried her arms in the water and scolded: "What's the matter with you, don't you know to knock on the door first!"

"The door...is not closed again." Xu Haojie replied in a daze.

The moment she opened the door just now, she saw Zhang Caiyue's arm.Because she had to do laundry, Zhang Caiyue rolled up her long sleeves. Although she only had time to take a look, Xu Haojie was sure that Zhang Caiyue's arms were covered with bruises.

The small half of Zhang Caiyue's arm was buried in the water, hidden behind the foam, and the rest was covered in clothes.

The hippie smile faded away, and Xu Haojie walked up to Zhang Caiyue with unprecedented seriousness: "Zhang Caiyue, roll up your sleeves."