Chapter 159: A song called "Handwritten Past", this song is as beautiful as a poem
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Lu Feng was very clear about this fleeting inspiration and he had to seize it immediately and write it down.
Otherwise, this inspiration will soon disappear.
Lu Feng had done an experiment before.
He deliberately did not write down the inspiration when it occurred to him. As a result, he could not remember it at all after a few minutes.
Every time an inspiration strikes his mind, it increases his chances of becoming the king of singers!
He must not miss it easily.
"Student Chen, lend me a pen and paper! Help me!"
"You're not going to write me your phone number, are you? I'm telling you, you treated me like a liar and really hurt my heart. Even if you left me your phone number, I definitely wouldn't call you."
——At least, I won’t fight this month. This is my last bit of dignity.
Although she was stubborn in her words, her hands were not slow. Chen Yuqi quickly took out a pen and paper and handed them to Lu Feng.
So, under Chen Yuqi's expectant eyes, Lu Feng squatted in the middle of the road like a madman, oblivious to the people around him, and quickly wrote down the lyrics and melody in her notebook.
Damn, that’s not a phone number.
But... he seems to be writing new songs.
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"This wind chime is very close to heartbeat."
“This letter is still missing traveling.”
"The love that passes by is too young."
"You are the scenery I want to return to again."
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Chen Yuqi looked at the lyrics written by Lu Feng. For some reason, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if it was playing in her mind yesterday and today at the same time.
At the door of the gift shop I just passed, at the moment the glass door was pushed open, there was indeed the sound of wind chimes ringing softly, which sounded very much like the sound of heartbeats.
And that letter...
She clearly sent it out, but it was returned.
Why is this happening?
Just now, she quietly asked Lu Feng the reason.
Lu Feng revealed to her with reluctance that he might have sent his application to the wrong campus, as Shanghai Theatre Academy has several campuses, and he had also chosen the wrong campus when he first reported.
Thinking of how embarrassing Lu Feng must have been when he walked into the wrong campus, Chen Yuqi couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
——My husband is so cute.
The love that passed by was too young... Do you think I am too young? But I will grow up one day. When the time comes, you will know how beautiful I am in ancient costume.
The scenery to go back to?
Okay, I will accompany you back to the gate of Shude Middle School and take another look at the place where we first met in our dreams and in reality.
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“I relive the afternoon sun.”
"Sling your guitar over your shoulder."
"Just like many years ago, we sing softly and go anywhere."
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Guitar!
Chen Yuqi just felt that compared with the scene in her dream, something seemed to be missing.
Yes, it's a guitar!
——My husband plays guitar, so cool!
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"I looked at your face and brushed the chords."
"Valentine's Day card, handwritten forever."
“Remember the Plaza Park and the performances we did together.”
"There's a candy store next to the campus, and the memories are slightly sweet... First love is a whole, handwritten past."
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Next to the campus, there is a candy store.
The box of chocolates in my hand is the evidence of this slightly sweet love.
As for performing together in Plaza Park, looking at my face, and lightly brushing the chords... I want both!
All mine.
First love is a whole, handwritten past... That story, that dream, I wrote them all in that letter, and I'm going home now to show it to you!
Prove that I'm not lying.
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"I still remember saying goodbye that autumn."
"When the love has gone away."
"I have you buried deep in my heart."
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Lu Feng wrote the song "Handwritten Past" in one go, with the lyrics and melody densely recorded in Chen Yuqi's notebook.
Add a song "Chengdu".
All the 10 songs needed for the first album are now complete.
As usual, Lu Feng took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the lyrics and melody, edited it into a picture message, and sent it to Reba as a backup.
Then, he subconsciously wanted to tear off the page in the notebook.
However, before Lu Feng could do anything, Chen Yuqi held the notebook tightly in her arms and begged, "Brother, can you give me this song as a souvenir?"
It doesn't matter if I leave it to Chen Yuqi as a commemoration.
Moreover, it was thanks to Chen Yuqi that she took him around here, otherwise, the lyrics and melody in his mind might not be triggered.
"It's okay to give it to you as a souvenir... But I have to copy it again."
"Brother, I'll help you copy."
Without Lu Feng doing anything, Chen Yuqi squatted on the road and carefully helped Lu Feng copy the song "Handwritten Past".
Unfortunately, there was no guitar at hand.
Otherwise, Chen Yuqi really wanted to hear Lu Feng sing a song for her.
After Chen Yuqi finished copying, Lu Feng gently tore off the paper Chen Yuqi had copied, folded it into a square, and carefully put it into his pocket.
As for the page he wrote, I left it to Chen Yuqi as a souvenir.
"Classmate Chen, see you later."
After two days in Chengdu, Lu Feng created two songs. He was in a good mood and planned to buy a plane ticket back home early tomorrow morning.
Chengdu is truly his blessed land.
Whenever he is short of songs, he will come here again.
"Brother, didn't you say you would take me home? As my idol, you won't let a little fan like me down, right?"
Seeing that Lu Feng seemed to be leaving, Chen Yuqi suddenly became anxious. She stared at Lu Feng silently with her big, bright eyes.
Feelings of grievance flowed bit by bit in her eyes.
Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made people feel soft-hearted.
"You are such a cunning girl... Come on, I'll take you home."
Chen Yuqi walks to school. It is estimated that her home is nearby and it will take Lu Feng no more than 10 minutes to take her home. Lu Feng cannot afford to waste such a small amount of time.
However, after 20 minutes, Chen Yuqi had not yet arrived home.
It's almost dark.
Lu Feng couldn't help himself and said, "Xiao Chen, didn't you realize that we have been to this intersection once before?"
Chen Yuqi has been leading him around in circles, and no one knows what she is up to.
Seeing that Lu Feng seemed a little angry, Chen Yuqi blinked and apologized softly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I just want to give it a try. Will you have another inspiration to write another song?"
Do you think inspiration comes so easily?
Before coming to Chengdu, I had been in Shanghai for almost two months without composing a single song.
After traveling through time and being reborn into this world, some of Lu Feng's memory was broken, just like repairing a computer disk, with a lot of fragments.
Only by gluing these fragments together can a complete memory be formed.
So, if he wanted to copy a song from another time and space, it wouldn't just pop up out of his mouth when he closed his eyes and opened his mouth.
Instead, you need to find a suitable opportunity to trigger a specific scene in your brain to piece these messy fragments together into a complete song.
To others, that was an outburst of his creative inspiration!
"Xiao Chen, thank you for your kindness, but it seems that the effect is minimal now."
Facing such a cute little girl, Lu Feng certainly wouldn't say anything harsh, and from a certain perspective, Chen Yuqi also meant well.
"Go home, it's getting dark, your parents will be worried."
Lu Feng patted Chen Yuqi's small schoolbag and thanked her for her kindness.
"Brother, can you leave me your phone number? If I get admitted to No. 14 Middle School, I want to tell you the good news as soon as possible."
"Of course no problem. Good luck on the high school entrance exam, my little fan."
Lu Feng smiled and nodded, then told Chen Yuqi his phone number.
After Chen Yuqi called, he saved Chen Yuqi's number in his contact list.
"Brother, can you pay some special attention to me?"
"Student Chen, you are a little overreaching... But today I am very happy to fulfill your little wish."
Under Chen Yuqi's expectant gaze, Lu Feng added an asterisk next to her number.
"See you later, classmate Chen."
After sending Chen Yuqi to the gate of the community, Lu Feng waved to her and turned to leave.
"Brother, don't forget me, your little fan."
Chen Yuqi did not enter the community, but stood there and waved goodbye.
Watching Lu Feng's back slowly disappearing under the dim street lights, with no trace left, Chen Yuqi still did not go home and stood there for a long time.
At this moment, even the shadows under the street lights were constantly reminding her.
——Qiqi, the wind has messed up your heart, like a dandelion slowly blooming. The world is so big, you have nowhere to escape!
"It doesn't matter."
"Anyway, he was the husband God arranged for me!"
Chen Yuqi snorted lightly, turned around and skipped home, the panda pendant on her schoolbag making a jingling sound.
Open the notebook you carry with you.
This song you wrote is about me.
The evidence is in my hands!
——"Handwritten Past", this song is as beautiful as a poem, and I am waiting for your news in the wind!
(End of this chapter)
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