Get your food at the cafeteria.
Xiao Hua had no appetite and spent most of her time listening to the song "Blue and White Porcelain" playing in the cafeteria.
After the song finished playing in the cafeteria, Xiaohua reluctantly started eating.
However, his attention remained fixed on the phone screen.
"The unglazed porcelain is outlined with blue and white brushstrokes, the intensity gradually fading..."
"The moonlight was scooped up, blurring the ending..."
"And I offended you by passing through that small town in Jiangnan..."
As Xiaohua read the lyrics, her emotions surged.
He had never seen lyrics so poetic and picturesque.
These lyrics are like beautiful scenes etched into reality, drawing people in without them having to immerse themselves in them.
"What kind of genius could write such amazing lyrics!"
Xiao Hua couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
His colleagues, who heard his words, were taken aback at first, and then burst into laughter.
"Xiaohua, did you listen to me? Now you're secretly enjoying it all by yourself!" Colleague Bing laughed.
Colleague A chimed in, "Haha, your expression is exactly the same as when I first heard it."
"Seriously, I'd like to know how Zhou Tianyi's brain works. His songwriting and composing skills are beyond what just 'brilliant' can describe," colleague Wu exclaimed.
"I just searched it up, and it's said that Zhou Tianyi wrote this song in half an hour after learning about blue and white porcelain."
Colleague B looked at his phone and addressed the group.
"I've never seen blue and white porcelain before, but because of this song, I can't wait to see it."
Colleague A used his phone to search for pictures of blue and white porcelain, and then displayed the pictures in front of everyone.
“You’ve got it wrong. This is bronze ware. Look, this is blue and white porcelain,” Bing corrected at the same time.
"The light rain has not soaked through, and I often recall the candlelight after it has burned out. I mistakenly get drunk on new wine because of old dreams. The celadon porcelain is glazed, and I write red beans on a clear slip of paper with a fine brush, and even depict them as a pair of love tokens."
Looking at the picture of porcelain in her colleague Bing's hand, Xiao Hua muttered to herself.
His expression was solemn, and his face was filled with longing, which left his colleagues around him in awe.
Why are you all staring at me like that?
"Xiao Hua, tell the truth, where did you copy this from?" Colleague A grabbed Xiao Hua and pressed her for an answer.
"What do you mean by copying? This was just a sudden inspiration," Xiao Hua retorted.
"What a cultured person!" his colleagues exclaimed.
"No, I have to download this song. I haven't listened to it enough yet."
Xiao Hua ignored everyone's praise and kept her head down, operating her phone.
"Huh, why isn't this song available on the Star Language Music platform?"
Xiao Hua put down her chopsticks, looked up, and asked the crowd.
"No? I'm not sure," colleague B said.
“If you don’t have it, just switch to another music platform,” colleague A said. He wasn’t using the Star Language Music platform.
"There is only this one software."
Xiao Hua said helplessly that he usually likes to listen to traditional Chinese songs, so he only downloaded this app.
"Ah, I remember now, it seems like Xingyu Music platform removed Zhou Tianyi's songs." Colleague Yi slapped his forehead.
"What? Have their higher-ups lost their minds?" Xiao Hua said, dissatisfied.
"No, I need to give feedback to the back-end."
Colleague B said helplessly, "It seems to be a copyright issue."
"Then we should definitely complain about them! They can't even get such good songs, yet they dare to call themselves a Chinese style music app!"
Xiao Hua said without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, why is the song 'Blue and White Porcelain' on my platform?"
At this moment, colleague Ding said.
Colleague A leaned over to take a look and replied, "This is a cover; it's the same song."
When his colleague Ding saw it, it was true. He then clicked play and immediately frowned: "The cover is no good. It doesn't capture the essence."
"Damn it!"
Just then, Xiao Hua swallowed a fragrant pill.
"What's wrong?"
The crowd asked.
Xiao Hua showed his phone, and everyone looked at each other in surprise.
"I've been waiting in line for over 100,000 complaints like this!"
"Star Music Platform, it's truly despicable!"
Xiao Hua wanted to cry but had no tears, so he looked up to the sky and howled.
...
Not to mention the Starry Music platform, which has been plagued by complaints and chaos.
On the closed page, the comments replying to Tianyi Alliance piled up like a mountain.
"I remember back then, the school would play this song every time after school. We would walk side by side to the cafeteria, facing the setting sun and bathed in sunlight. It was so much fun."
"In terms of lyrics, this song is already the pinnacle of songwriting; in terms of composition, it can also rank in the top three. Don't you think it's amazing?"
"When this song came out, it was a huge hit. I still remember it being sung everywhere."
"That December belonged to blue and white porcelain."
"Looking at Chinese-style songs, blue and white porcelain is an inescapable theme for countless singers."
"In the classroom, in the textbooks, on the exam papers, what we hear is not songs, but the youth we once had."
In the comments section, the top comments are mostly praising the blue and white porcelain.
Xiao Hei Studio.
The melodious singing echoed in the small room, each note soothing the restlessness in my heart.
The music playing was blue and white porcelain.
"Damn it, Brother Xiao Hei, someone in the comments section actually said this song isn't good. I'll go to hell with it."
Little Fatty read through the comments one by one, and couldn't help but swear when he saw the comments that belittled the song.
After hearing this, Ah Hao reminded him, "No, Fatty, why are you getting so worked up? It's good that they're cursing us. That's how we make a living."
After Ah Hao's reminder, Xiao Pang suddenly realized something and said with a conflicted expression, "But this song is really good."
"Whether it sounds good or not has nothing to do with us criticizing it." Xiao Hei walked over and gently patted Xiao Pang's shoulder.
He glanced at the screen and exclaimed, "But what I didn't expect is that so many people still like this song."
"Isn't that obvious? Compared to the current state of food, who wouldn't prefer refined grains?" Ah Hao complained.
"Hey, Little Black Bro, what do we do now? The comments section is full of praise for this song. We can't just go against their wishes, can we?"
Little Fatty didn't know what to do for a moment.
"certainly."
After a moment of silence, Xiao Hei pondered.
"If we really do that, the account will be ruined."
"Don't worry, someone has already spoken up for us."
Upon hearing this, Little Fatty and Ah Hao looked at Little Black with confusion.
The little black dot opened her scarf, gesturing for the two of them to see for themselves.
On Weibo, the level of discussion surrounding this song is no less than that on Bihu (another Chinese online forum).
The two looked down at the screen, and saw a prominent topic trending on Weibo:
"Speechless, they can praise a song like 'Blue and White Porcelain' to the skies!"
Little Fatty clicked to take a look.
"It's just a song, right? You guys are praising it to the skies. If this song is really that amazing, how come I've never heard of it before?"
Just from watching the beginning, the two felt their blood rushing.
"Get ready."
At this moment, Xiao Hei spoke.
"What should we prepare?"
The two asked in unison.
"Prepare for battle!"
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