Li Jianlin stood up and his face gradually turned red.
His eyes were a little blurry, as if he was recalling his past. His fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was aching.
Everyone's life has its hardships.
It's just that everyone is different.
But no one dares to say that his life is without any hardship.
Li Jianlin's struggle back then was far more than what the media occasionally disclosed. The process was also full of ups and downs, but he rarely talked about it to others and kept it deep in his heart.
Tang Xiaobao's singing brought out his old wounds, some of which were severe and bleeding, but he was still inexplicably moved.
“Who is holding whose hand tightly, who is shedding tears for you…”
Tang Xiaobao's singing became even louder.
Yet his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had drunk too much, or had been walking in the Gobi Desert for years, or more like a fisherman living by the Yellow River. His voice was filled with hardship and sorrow, yet he had never lost hope. He was filled with grief and indignation towards life, but he had never despaired of life.
Chen Huimin's tears flowed down.
She thought about her past.
She speculated about Tang Xiaobao's past.
With the crisp ending of the last drum beat, the whole song has ended.
Tang Xiaobao's face turned a little red.
He was not tired, but excited. He felt a fire burning in his heart.
He finally came to his senses.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Tang Xiaobao was a little surprised, but he soon felt relieved.
This is a work he loves deeply. It can move Bai Li and Lao Chen, and naturally it can also move Chen Huimin and Li Jianlin.
He is full of confidence in this work.
"How about it?"
Tang Xiaobao asked with a smile.
Chen Huimin wiped his eyes and said in a choked voice, "It sounds really nice."
"You play the drums really well, you're a master."
Li Jianlin's eyes also turned red, but he continued, "This song is only suitable for you to sing. I didn't notice it before, but now I realize that the person who wrote this song really has a lot of life experience. This song is absolutely amazing. By the way, this song couldn't be written by you, could it be?"
"no."
Tang Xiaobao said frankly.
Li Jianlin nodded. "That's right. If you really wrote it, it's really scary. You're proficient in everything. Whose work is it? How could such a good work be given to you? How much did you pay for it?"
"Do you really think this song is good?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled.
"Of course, in this circle now, there are no more than three people who can write this kind of work, and it all depends on luck."
Tang Xiaobao kept the mystery going and asked, "How much do you think this work is worth?"
"One million can buy it."
Li Jianlin said very directly.
Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.
So, Chen Qianzhi is generous.
A work worth one million yuan, can you just give it away?
"Why? You spent more?" Seeing Tang Xiaobao remained silent, Li Jianlin added, "Even if it costs a little more, it's worth it. Good works are priceless."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao was afraid that he would say more, so he quickly said, "You think too much. This was given to me by someone. I didn't spend any money."
"Really? Then you've really found a treasure," Li Jianlin said excitedly. "I didn't have high hopes for this song, but I didn't expect you to sing it so well. Okay, you can put this song on your debut album. But I'm curious, which celebrity composer is this?"
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "You definitely wouldn't guess. He used to be in the circle, but now, he's not really in the circle anymore."
"who?"
Li Jianlin was even more curious.
Not in the circle?
Is there such a master?
Who is it?
Chen Huimin on the side was also very curious. She could naturally hear that the song was indeed of a very high standard.
Only then did Tang Xiaobao solve the mystery.
"Old Chen."
"Old Chen?"
"Chen Qingzhi."
"ah?"
Li Jianlin and Chen Huimin exclaimed at the same time.
"Is it him?!"
“It turned out to be him!”
Li Jianlin jumped up. "This guy is a legend, a true master. In this circle, I'm not convinced by anyone but Chen Qingzhi. He's truly talented, exceptionally talented. Hey, it's him. Oh, by the way, Mr. Tang, how do you know him? I heard he retired a long time ago."
Only then did Tang Xiaobao tell the story of how he met Chen Qingzhi.
Both of them were filled with regret.
Li Jianlin's eyes turned, and he said with some envy, "This is fate. There are so many people who want to make friends with Lao Chen. I've also been to his barbecue restaurant, and I know him very well. I can say that he is a very discerning person, very arrogant and aloof. He has high expectations and is extremely conceited. He has many friends, but few true friends. He can give this piece of work to you, which shows that your relationship is extraordinary. But this is only the first day you met. This is fate. You must have been friends in a previous life. Oh, I'm really envious."
Tang Xiaobao touched his nose and smiled, "It's okay."
Li Jianlin suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Mr. Tang, can you sing it again?"
"Sure, I have nothing to do anyway. I'm just here to make an album." Tang Xiaobao didn't put on airs and agreed casually.
"Okay, wait."
After saying that, Li Jianlin hurried out.
Tang Xiaobao and Chen Huimin were both completely confused.
But soon, they understood.
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