Jiang Xinhai pointed to the address on the envelope and saw that it read:
"Building 3, Block A, Chuntian Mingyuan, Chengzhong Street, Binhai City, Linya."
She said a little excitedly: "This is the house I rented next to the university when I was in college. It's this building!"
She looked at the time on the letter again, and then said excitedly:
"Besides, the time this letter was written is the same as when I lived there!"
Everyone was shocked, and Chen Xi quickly asked:
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
Jiang Xinhai said: "I am studying at Binhai Communication University, and this community is right next to the school, so I rented here."
After a pause, she continued to explain:
"This residential complex is close to the school, and almost all of the residents are students of Binhai Media. Linya said he's a university student, and a music major, so it's very likely that he works at Binhai Media and happens to rent a house here. The probability of this happening is very high."
"Why isn't this address accurate to a specific room?" He Ling asked.
Jiang Xinhai said: "At that time, letters were not delivered to specific rooms. They were all handed to the doorman, and then everyone would pick them up themselves. Writing the specific room number was useless."
He Ling shook his head: "What a pity, what a pity."
If you know the specific room number, you can find the person.
But then again, if the address was specific to the room number, Chen Xi should have found the person after searching for so many years.
Chen Xi thought for a while and asked:
"So, Lin Ya is also a student at Binhai Media. Do you know anyone with the word Lin Ya in their name?"
"I know quite a few students, but I haven't heard of anyone named Linya in the building..."
Having said this, Jiang Xinhai was suddenly stunned.
When she lived in Chuntian Mingyuan, she did know someone whose name contained the character "涯".
Moreover, that person still lives with her.
Not only did we live in the same room, we also slept on the same bed...
Jiang Xinhai's face suddenly turned red.
He Ling did not notice her abnormality and said:
"In other words, Lin Ya was most likely a student at Binhai Media at the time. This greatly narrows the search area."
Wang Feng smiled and said, "Xinhai, ask your former classmates. Maybe they can help Chen Xi find her Linya..."
Before he finished speaking, everyone noticed that Jiang Xinhai's face was still flushed.
She was already pretty, and with a light blush on her face, she looked delicate and pretty.
The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.
"What's wrong?" Wang Feng leaned forward and asked.
Jiang Xinhai came back to his senses, then smiled and said, "No, nothing."
She couldn't say that she lived with Chen Ya before she even graduated from college, right?
As for whether that Lin Ya was Chen Ya...
She felt that it was possible, but very unlikely.
At that time, both of them were ambitious and wanted to make a name for themselves in the music industry.
At that time, their lives were spent writing songs, practicing songs, and singing every day, and they only slept about 5 hours a day on average.
In three months, Chen Ya and she produced a total of 12 songs.
Jiang Xinhai felt that this songwriting speed was already the limit of human beings.
If someone told her that at that time, Chen Ya was still in contact with his pen pals far away and teaching him how to write songs, Jiang Xinhai would not believe it at all.
If humans could do this, their brains would probably melt.
"Well, Chen Xi, let's take a look at the next letters. Maybe we can find new clues." She changed the subject.
Chen Xi nodded, picked out a few more letters from the box, and said:
“After ‘The Wind Rises’, he gave me a few more songs and asked me to try to write lyrics and improve them.”
"No matter how bad my writing was, he always encouraged me and told me I was great."
"After I finished writing—actually, after he revised it—he told me that it was thanks to me that he was able to complete these songs."
Speaking of this, Chen Xi's eyes sparkled, as if he was recalling the good old days:
"I was young at the time, and I really believed it, and I was smug about it for a long time...
"Actually, that was just him coaxing me and giving me confidence.
"He doesn't need me at all. He can write this song by himself."
Wang Feng asked: "What other songs did he teach you to write?"
Chen Xi counted on his fingers and said, "There are also "A Taoist Nun Friend of mine", "Later", "Old Boy", "Jiangnan"..."
After hearing this, He Ling almost shouted "Fuck" in her throat.
He has heard almost all of these songs.
They all became popular for a period of time and topped the charts.
Wang Feng held his head, showing an exaggerated expression of "Oh my god", and said:
"Any one of these songs would be enough to sustain a singer for ten years."
Qin Yunshang also raised her hand and said, "Yes, yes! I've heard 'A Taoist Nun Friend of Mine' and I love it! Also, 'Jiangnan' and 'Later', I've been playing them on repeat for a long time!"
The live broadcast room barrage also floated past:
"It turns out these songs were all written by Chen Xi..."
"The person above is wrong. This was written by Chen Xi and Lin Ya together."
"Even Teacher Wang Feng praised this song, but it was written by a college student. This is outrageous. What kind of genius is this..."
…
Wang Feng shook his head and said, "Chen Xi, these are all really great music, and he just took them out and used them as teaching aids for you?"
Chen Xi blushed and said, "Really? I thought everyone learned how to compose music this way..."
Wang Feng almost spit out a mouthful of blood:
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