The quintessence of Chinese superstar who started from longing

Like Mr. Huang, he didn't expect Zhou Nan to take the initiative to sing, and naturally there was Director Li Liyang sitting behind the monitor.

Today, Li Liyang is happy that Zhou Nan can come to participate in "Longing", and from time to time he will think of Zhou Nan's salary problem.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to ask Zhou Nan to play the guzheng or something like that again.

After all, the salary of this dollar really made Director Li unable to open his mouth.

Unexpectedly, when Zhou Nan was rising, he didn't care whether it was a cliff or a camera in front of him.

Li Liyang hurriedly pushed the camera to Zhou Nan, who was carefully placing the guzheng, while paying attention to the reaction of the audience in the live broadcast room.

Many fans of Zhou Nan in the live broadcast room, including Ran Mingxue and Jiang Xuan, who organized a fan support club, were all fans from seeing Zhou Nan playing the guzheng.

At this time, they were about to see the long-awaited picture, and they also began to talk excitedly.

"I still want to listen to Zhou Nan's little brother play yesterday's guzheng song, which is very light and free. "

"Zhou Nan's little brother is about to start singing, I'm so nervous, but even if my little brother doesn't sing well, I won't take off my fans. "

"Although Zhou Nan's guzheng music is enough to express his feelings, I want to fall asleep listening to Zhou Nan's little brother's voice, regardless of whether he sings well or not. "

“......"

After Zhou Nan heard so many people at the dinner table discussing the life he longed for, what appeared in his mind was the picture of his previous life.

It should be said that it was before the accident between myself and my parents in my previous life.

After all, after coming to this parallel world, except for occasional contact with the villagers of Longyin Village, Zhou Nan did not have much intersection with anyone.

has been in this parallel world for two years, and Zhou Nan has reluctantly accepted the fact that he and his parents had an accident at the same time in his previous life.

It's just that every time I think of the life I yearn for, it's a picture of eating and chatting with my family.

Zhou Nan thought about this, his slender fingers were on the strings, and he felt very beautiful just by looking at the dexterous movements of his hands.

The gentle prelude to the national wind flowed in the air from under Zhou Nan's fingers.

After the gentle prelude, Zhou Nan's clear timbre was integrated into the music.

"The window is shining at the beginning of dawn, the sun shines on the west bridge, and the clouds are shaking

I miss the corners of your clothes that were slightly swinging in the lotus wind back then

The wood carving is golden, the ripples of the years, and the pen was sealed seven years ago

......"

The song sung by Zhou Nan Fuqin, under his unique transparent timbre, made the courtyard of the mushroom house instantly quiet.

Xiao H and Xiao O, who were originally playing wildly in the yard, also quieted down instantly, and looked at Zhou Nan slowly wagging their tails.

At the dinner table, Mr. Huang and the others also stopped talking in a whisper, and everyone was immersed in the sound of Zhou Nanzhi penetrating into their ears and fell into their own thoughts.

Mr. He listened carefully to the words of the song that Zhou Nan was singing, and he has always liked this kind of intentional choice of words and sentences, so he has always been very sensitive to the interpretation of these words and sentences.

Just after listening to these few words sung by Zhou Nan, Mr. He's heart trembled slightly.

Zhou Nan's life alone seems to be delicious, but the life he really yearns for should be with the person he is missing now.

The beginning of the day is the beginning of the day.

Rizhao West Bridge, literally interpreted, is the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the west bridge, which is the end of the day.

In this day's time, looking at the clouds swaying in the wind in the sky, I am thinking about the figure of a person with a slight swing in the wind.

Time can erase the gilding on the wood carving, but it can't erase the memories that keep rippling in my heart.

It's like the rings and ripples on the wood, and every year, I miss you.

Teacher He silently interpreted it in his heart, such a description is really wonderful.

It was the first time he had heard someone say that his thoughts were so beautiful and refined, and he had such a sense of picture that hit his soul.

Teacher He set his eyes on Zhou Nan.

In the courtyard, Zhou Nan, who was stroking the qin, was not as calm and breezy as before, and he could see a faint sadness.

In the past two years, Zhou Nan has indeed been thinking about his family members who are no longer there, whether in the previous world or in this parallel world.

Before, Zhou Nan still had some fantasies in his heart, whether his parents, who had an accident with him, would also travel to this parallel world.

But after some searching, Zhou Nan found that he was the only one who had such a unique experience.

The highest mountain in Xishuangbanna, the closest place to the sky, Zhou Nan occasionally goes to see the starry sky alone.

He sometimes has some doubts, he is in this parallel world, as if he has no connection with anyone or anything except his family and friends in his memory.

Zhou Nan continued to sing with feelings.

"The rain wet my eyes

Leaning on the well every year and looking forward to returning to the church

I'm most afraid that the tears have been split two lines

I'm wandering in the world

I can't find your paradise

......"

Zhou Nan's suddenly raised tone was like a thunderclap in the ears of everyone at the table.

When Mr. Huang listened to the first few sentences, he only vaguely heard that Zhou Nan seemed to be missing his old friend.

But now Zhou Nan's lyrics and tones that suddenly express emotions directly make Mr. Huang clearly realize that the old man Zhou Nan misses may no longer be alive.

Zhou Nan inadvertently said before that he was an orphan.

At that time, when Zhou Nan said that he was an orphan, the light expression on his face made Mr. Huang a little puzzled.

However, looking at his mature style of doing things beyond his age, Mr. Huang thought that Zhou Nan might have been a person since he was a child and was used to it.

Now hearing Zhou Nan's feelings in singing and guzheng songs, Mr. Huang realized that Zhou Nan usually hid his sadness and longing more deeply.