Besides writing lyrics for this song, Liang Liang had another task to complete: he had used two of Xu Wei's songs, and he needed to find two more songs to return to him.
I just don't know if he'll accept it.
Xu Wei may seem quiet and reserved, but he's a man of great pride and probably won't accept handouts.
Whether he wants it or not is his business, but whether he repays it or not is his own business; these are two different concepts.
Xu Wei may not want it, but he cannot not return it.
Liang Liang tilted his head and thought about what songs were similar in style to Xu Wei's.
Half the country?
It seems like the band "Half of the Country" is still staging a rock fairy tale at this point, and the band "Baojia Street No. 43" won't be officially formed until this winter.
Liang Liang took a few of his songs... It seems he has already taken one that he renamed "The Feeling of Flying". It seems he hasn't sung this song in a long time, and this time it should be included in the album "Crazy".
However, Liang Liang shook his head after filtering it once.
Not really! Although his songs are somewhat similar in style to Xu Wei's, they are clearly not in the same direction.
Half the country's songs are like firecrackers aimed at the sky, while Xu Wei's songs are like heartfelt expressions to the earth.
These are clearly not the same thing.
While humming Xu Wei's "Two Days," Liang Liang reminisced, searching for a suitable tune.
I only have two days
I'm never sure
One day is used for birth
A day is spent dying…
It seems like there are some songs with lyrics that are similar to these two lines?
What song is it?
Liang Liang then fell into deep thought.
At noon today, the sky outside was scorching hot, with temperatures around 30 degrees Celsius.
Liang Liang remembers that after 2010, the temperature on the hottest days of every summer was above 30 degrees Celsius.
However, in the 1990s, there was absolutely no weather with temperatures exceeding 30 degrees Celsius.
But it seems like it exists today.
Han Chui brought out a stack of chilled beer from somewhere.
"Hey guys! Let's have an ice-cold one, everyone cool down! One sip and wow, so refreshing! Xiao Yu! You don't deserve beer, here's a soft drink!"
Han Chui also slipped a bottle of beer into Liang Liang's hand.
The chilled Bangchui Island beer was indeed ice-cold; holding it in my hand, a cool sensation spread from my pores to every cell in my body.
Liang Liang opened the beer bottle and took a swig.
One cup to tomorrow, one cup to the past.
One toast to freedom, one toast to death…
Two lines of lyrics suddenly flew out from a corner of a memory, spinning twice in Liang Liang's mind.
The beer bottle in Liang Liang's hand slipped silently and landed on the cement floor with a thud, splashing up a white spray.
Liang Liang grabbed the notebook beside him and quickly wrote down the two words "Xiao Chou" (消愁, meaning "sorrow" or "dispelling sorrow") on the paper.
"Are you offering wine to the local deity? Here, have another bottle!"
Liang Liang waved her hand: "Don't bother me! I'm thinking about something!"
"Sorrow" is a work by the musical poet Mao Juxing, created 20 years later.
This song is his signature work, and Liang Liang felt conflicted about bringing it to Liang Liang's attention.
If he takes this song, we might lose a talented star in the future.
Liang Liang really couldn't bear to do this to such a talented person.
Fine! I'll let him off the hook with his original songs, but I won't be so lenient with his cover songs.
He has a great cover song that we could borrow.
The melody of that song is Korean, and Mao Juxing wrote the lyrics. This song is very similar in style to Xu Wei's.
This isn't the original version; Liang Liang gave it to Xu Wei without any qualms.
Liang Liang copied down the lyrics and then made a phone call to Jin Hao's office.
"Mr. Jin! I have a question for you. Ten years ago, there was a rock band in South Korea called Sanullim. Could you find me some information about them?"
The original singer of this song, Bangbangguo, seems to have been from the early 1980s. Liang Liang needs to verify this.
"What band? Xiao Liang! Are you mistaken? A Korean rock band from ten years ago? There's no rock band called Sanullim!"
"Mr. Jin! Are you sure?"
"Wait a moment, I'll ask the studio in South Korea."
"Then, by the way, could you ask if there was a hit song called 'Youth' in South Korea from over ten years ago until around 1980?"
Jin Hao made the inquiry call for about five minutes, and then called Liang Liang back.
He told Liang Liang with certainty that there was no rock band called Sanullim in South Korea, nor was there a song called Youth.
"Thank you, Mr. Jin!"
After hanging up the phone, Liang Liang was in a great mood.
Since Bangbang doesn't exist, that's great, lest someone accuse him of plagiarism later if he composes it.
Liang Liang took the lyrics she had written and went to the music school at the back.
Xu Wei skipped class and was in his dorm room, playing guitar and lost in thought.
Most likely, he's writing songs.
Xu Wei saw Liang Liang and nodded to her.
Liang Liang approached Xu Wei without saying a word, and placed the sheet of music with the lyrics written on it in front of Xu Wei.
Xu Wei glanced at Liang Liang, then at the sheet music, slowly put down his guitar, and picked up the sheet music.
Just forget about it.
How could I forget?
The dark green one that's entangled with you
The song flowing by the window
Flowers that bloomed on the pillow
The winds of time carried him
Where did you go?
Just forget about it.
How could I forget?
The deep affection in the dim light is yours.
Fire ignited at fingertips
The bitter taste in my throat
The stars in my pupils are falling…
"Great words! Really great words!"
Upon seeing this, Xu Wei put down the score and sincerely praised it.
"Love songs and tenderness have been carried away by the winds of time; the fire that ignites at the fingertips is smoke, the bitterness swallowed in the throat is wine, and the stars in the pupils are tears. This is simply poetry."
Wow! You immediately grasped the hidden meaning in the lyrics.
"Would you like to hear the melody of this song?"
Xu Wei nodded.
Liang Liang took Xu Wei's guitar and began to strum. Clear, spring-like notes flowed from the guitar, passing through Xu Wei's ears and reaching the heavens.
…
Time has tarnished purity.
So deeply rooted yet so fragile
Who is the silhouette in the reflection?
Xu Wei couldn't help but hum along.
The melody of this song is actually very simple, lasting only one measure.
When Liang Liang stopped playing the guitar, Xu Wei seemed to still be enjoying himself, his lips moving as he muttered something to himself.
"I wrote this when I was writing a new song for this Northeast rock album. After I finished writing it, I hummed it a few times, but it just didn't feel right. I felt like I hadn't captured the essence of the song. Suddenly I felt that your voice seemed suitable for this song, so I came to find you. Why don't you stay and get used to it? Once you're familiar with it, we can work out the music and see how your singing goes?"
Liang Liang didn't reveal that she intended to dedicate the song to Xu Wei.
Xu Wei didn't think too much about it and agreed to Liang Liang's request.
Xu Wei currently has four good songs, and with Liang Liang's "Youth," he will have five songs. If he adds a few more, a cassette album will be released.
If Northeastern rock can gain popularity and he can use it to build his fame, then this album might be released.
It's never a bad thing to prepare in advance.
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