Chapter 466 The light of the first album "Silent Voice"
projected in the dark room, like the beginning of a retro movie, with various pictures with sand spots switching one by one, gradually entering the countdown.
When the last number flashed, the picture switched, and a light guitar sound appeared, accompanied by a faint sigh in the background.
In the shaking picture, gray walls, old desks, and the outlines of students with their backs or sides flashed by one after another. Only the back of a black-haired girl sat in the corner, saying nothing.
The music kept changing, and in the melody of the guitar, the singing female voice was like a complaint, singing with sadness and loneliness. Although the rhythm was brisk, there was always an endless sense of decadence and helplessness.
"Sitting in the corner of the classroom is at least like looking at an unchaste and corrupt cat."
"I can't do it myself."
"Basically, I don't want to trust anyone anymore. '
...
The camera slowly zoomed in, outside the window of the black-haired girl, students of the same age were running and playing, but she was the only one sitting in the corner, not moving. The colorful colors outside formed a sharp contrast with the gray figure in the corner.
'Even though I did what I was good at, I still seemed to fall in the "first step"'
'No matter what, I always
don't expect too much from myself. '
...
The camera changed again, the girl was still sitting in the corner, and then a few girls who targeted her came and surrounded her in the corner. Their words and expressions were like the screaming of evil birds, mocking and teasing everything about the girl.
'Because I can't do it myself.
I can't really smile from the bottom of my heart, unlike you. '
'I really want to be able to sing freely, even if it's the piano that I still remember now,
but I am still bound by those accusations. '
...
The melody kept turning, again and again, the same scene was played again and again, until the end of the school, the classroom was empty, the decorations and paper pages on the wall were old and damaged, and the black-haired girl was still sitting in the corner, never leaving.
"It seems that nothing has disappeared until the end of this world."
"I really can't do it."
The screen gradually darkened, and this song full of decadence and loss slowly ended here. It was not like the common songs or stories in the past, which turned around or changed at the end. The whole song was like a gradually closed heart slowly falling from the sky, and everything around it became colder and darker, and finally lost all its brilliance.
There was no redemption, no salvation, no comfort, only that last sigh.
The tape in the dark house slowly turned, and the projected picture turned into a snow-white picture with sand spots, and then slowly entered the countdown.
When the last number flashed, the picture switched, and the sound of the piano played.
Buildings and high-rise buildings stood tall, and the lights on the top were particularly gorgeous. From time to time, colorful hovercrafts and airships passed by, and below the high-rise buildings and buildings were gray and unclear streets, and countless silent figures walking in them.
One of the figures paused slightly when crossing the road, looked up, then lowered his head and continued to move forward.
The picture gradually extended in the direction he was moving forward. There was the company's gate, and inside there were countless grid-like desks, and figures wearing the same uniform as him. They were neatly arranged like robots, immersed in the gray background, and kept coming and going.
As he walked towards the company, singing sounded in the background.
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I don't have any goals.
My dream is just a stable old age life.
There is nothing I want to do.
If I force it, it's youth?
"It's just that I'm a little unlucky."
"It's just that I don't have enough time. "
I found that I always say
that kind of thing .
"I hate being just a small cog."
"I want to do things that only I can do."
Only idealism seems to be high-sounding. I
'm afraid of what people will say. I
can't even express anonymous opinions. I
look down on people who live seriously.
Why am I so worthless
? Ah, I am so humble, so humble.
Life is not equal.
When I disappear like this ,
no one will cry for me
. Ah, ugly, ugly, ugly life.
I want to disappear right now
. It's like the snow falling in the wrong season
disappears like a "whoosh".
What is a "friend"?
Under the disguise of
boring socializing,
she smiled like an idiot,
"We are good friends, right?"
"Tell me your troubles, okay?"
I heard a voice laughing alone in solitude . If there is a completely opposite planet
on the other side of the mirror, there should be another me there. The girl laughed at my reflection in the mirror and then thought to herself, "If you have no value in living, just die quickly."
Ah, you who are so dazzling, so dazzling, so dazzling.
Life is not equal.
It seems so happy there
, but in the end it is the same as here.
Ah, this dirty, dirty, dirty world.
I wish I could disappear right now.
I wish it would be like the candles on a birthday cake
that disappear like a whoosh.
"Come on?
" "Don't give up?"
"Don't give up."
No, it's not like that. My
wish is very simple and bright . I
just hope that in the future I
will never commit suicide
. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful fireworks.
Life is not equal.
When the world seems dirty
, it is actually my eyes that are dirty.
Ah, stupid, stupid, stupid me. I
wish I could disappear right now.
It's like the last fairy stick
that popped and bloomed, and then disappeared with a "hmm"
of patience . The scene in the song seemed to be frozen, with colorful fireworks blooming at the top of the screen, the black crowd below still, and the lyrics that kept appearing and passing. Rarely, this song does not use any dynamic images, and is completely dedicated to showing the lyrics that look directly at oneself, which makes people unable to escape and forget. After the song ended, the words on the entire screen gradually disappeared, leaving only the unchanging sky and the pedestrians on the road below. The house dimmed again, and then everything returned to silence. In the darkness, a faint pink and purple disc lit up, and bursts of nostalgic and retro songs came from it, and then the scene slowly unfolded. This time it was no longer a picture, but a real reality. In front of the perspective, a decadent figure walked on the bizarre neon street. There were ordinary pedestrians around him, a suspended airship flying in the sky, a collision scene across the street, and a figure falling down and crying at the entrance of the alley. Go and feel the flashing neon lights on the street , just like my untouchable light and dream. Those people have blood on their hands but feel no pain, just fighting for more wealth and fame. In this hunting season, if you are willing, please tell me where you want to go. I look up but I can't see the bright moon . I only hope that we can go somewhere in the future. I have gone through all these hardships just to get rid of the pain. Even if you can't hold me tightly, I still hope you can stick to your original intention . Forgive me for disappointing you. Forgive me for disappointing you again. I think I am not strong enough. At this moment, the only thing left for them is the flame . The blazing flame makes my blood boil. I will burn this city to ashes. We have already decided not to return. We will do our best to gain freedom. I just want you to see everything in my eyes . Even if you can't hold me tightly, I still hope you can stick to your original intention . Forgive me for disappointing you . Forgive me for disappointing you again. I think I'm not strong enough. At this moment , forgive me for disappointing you. Forgive me for disappointing you again. I think I'm not strong enough. At this moment, my love of my life, my most beloved person, my love, I disappoint you so much , I disappoint you so much, I feel discouraged and disappointed. Lost and disappointed, because of being awake, you will see more darkness. Many beautiful concepts are just the packaging and lies of businessmen. However, even if you see it clearly, it will not work. It is no longer a society of personal heroism, and no one will stand up because of your slogans and calls. People voluntarily indulge in this colorful dream. This is their pursuit, this is their fragility, this is their paralyzed self, and what keeps them alive. All great ideals and beliefs have been tarnished and deconstructed, and all the glory is gradually gone. Although the surface of the federation is still prosperous, confusion and disappointment are also flooding all classes. Along with the struggle for interests, all kinds of complicated and confusing ideas filled the information network. People were manic and numb. No corner could escape the scouring and baptism of the times, and no quiet and innocence could be unpolluted. This is a sad world, a world that will slowly go to extinction. The songs and MVs were played one by one, and then the girl sat in the dark for a long time before the lights were slowly turned on, illuminating her figure and outline. She stood up, pressed the stop button, and the playing images and music ended here, then pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing her come out, several staff members who had been waiting outside the door came forward, but they all shook their heads slightly and refused, and then she walked straight out. [After the album is made, do you need to release and promote it? ] Sitting by the window of the hover car, Tilan's personal terminal received an inquiry email. She looked at the inquiry, silent for a long time, and looked at the night scene full of neon lights outside. [Release, but do not do any publicity. ] [Received, Your Highness Tilan. ] Then the screen of the personal terminal went out, and the girl leaned against the car window. Although it was her album and her songs, she had no idea what the result would be after the release. No one cared, or she would be criticized and denounced, she could not guess, but she did not regret making this choice. This was her voice and what she thought, and it was also the emotional catharsis of her heart for many years. So be it, suddenly her mood relaxed a lot, probably not like in the past, always have to maintain a certain beautiful image. The hover car went away and gradually disappeared into the night. In the early morning of December 6, Heshia Tilan's first official album was released on her personal official website, quietly, without any previous announcements and publicity. If this was not an officially recognized website, I am afraid people would think it was some kind of prank and scam.
The first album, "The Voice of Silence", is free to watch and listen. Tilan does not make money from this, and she is not bound by an agency, so she can decide as she likes.
After the release, some people saw the news soon, and then some people tried to listen to it.
On the first night, there was no sound. There was no huge splash about Tilan's new album. People were still obsessed with the gossips of various big stars and the evaluation and promotion of various new products. Only a small group of people noticed this album.
The next day, the radio media in the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region made many spontaneous broadcasts and promotions for Heshia Tilan's new album. After all, she is a singer in their own star region, and people are always very concerned and kind.
For the emotions expressed in the album, perhaps many people cannot understand and resonate, but the residents of the northern part of the Four-Leaf Crystal can empathize with them. The continuous decline and internal competition for a hundred years have made many emotions unspoken. This album has also begun to be ordered by many people, and they are ready to buy it in physical form.
Although it is free to listen online, it still costs money to make physical chips and cassettes. Tilan cannot change this, but the price will be much more affordable.
On the third day, the songs in the album were promoted by some geeks on the Internet and circulated in some specific small circles.
Although Tilan's songs were not produced for them, they seemed to like these songs particularly.
[I didn't know this singer before, but after hearing it for the first time last night, I played it on loop all night, as if I was possessed]
[Not really, TT] Next to it is a long string of tearful emojis
[I'm tired of those sayings that you are not strong enough, cheerful enough, or outgoing enough if you say you feel uncomfortable or don't like something]
[If we use psychological concepts, it is probably that a certain real feeling that has been denied and ignored by society has been recognized and seen]
[For people who live in a privileged environment, it is difficult for them to understand the emotions in the song]
[But it's different for us. Maybe just a few simple words are like keys that open the door to memory, and many scenes come to mind]
[These songs will definitely not be a big hit, but I know I will remember them for many years]
['Dark Flowers', the title is indeed not wrong. Although Tilan looks quiet and cute, I didn't expect that she has so many things on her mind]
[Ahem, although it seems a bit like a bad word for Tilan, I do like her more]
[It's strange, although there is not a single word in the lyrics that encourages people to be kind and beautiful, after listening to it, I am not as depressed as before]
[Hahaha, maybe it's the feeling that finally someone understands me and understands me, and I'm not so lonely anymore]
[Or maybe it's rebellious psychology, you said it was so desperate, I feel that there is still a little hope]
In the following days, Tilan's new album showed two completely different situations. Few people mentioned it in various mainstream media, and few people paid attention to it in reality, but it was particularly popular in certain online groups, almost one community after another fell. The homepages of some niche open source websites were made into a scene of Tilan playing guitar in the dark.
"The 'black angel' that only belongs to us, Miss Heshia Tilan, she will not bring you any salvation and hope, but will accompany you and continue to move forward in the dark night."
"If you like Heshia Tilan too, then join us."
"We are the flames in the dark, the undead who never stop, and the people who understand sorrow."
Being sad and crying for the world is not without emotion, but perhaps it is precisely because we were full of hope that we are so sad and regretful.
The three songs are
"3253212". This string of numbers is the keys of a sentence in Japanese. The singer was once a member of Egoist, the band that sang those songs of Yui Inori in Guilty Crown.
"人の命は平じゃない" is a song by Hatsune Miku. The song title translates to "human lives are unequal". The composer is V's blogger Death Ball P.
"Let You Down" is the ending song of "Cyberpunk 2077: Edgewalker". It is also a very sad
song composed by Tilan. The style and general meaning can be referred to the three songs in the chapter.
In theory, a real novel should be composed by the author himself, rather than quoting songs from other works, but Qingkong's ability is limited, so please understand.
(End of this chapter)
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