The song is very long, more than five minutes long.

Amid the applause in the crowd, Cheng Lixue walked over and gave him a dollar.

"It's very good. You are the best ones among the songs I listen to. " Cheng Lixue smiled at the young man.

Seeing that the person who came was a seventeen-year-old boy, he was stunned and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a young person who likes to listen to this song. I thought they were all in their twenties and thirties."

"Songs that resonate with people are regardless of age." Cheng Lixue smiled.

At this moment, Bai Zhengyu also came over, she squatted down and gave her a dollar.

"It's really good." Bai Zhengyu said with a smile.

Cheng Lixue looked over to her.

Bai Zhengyu tweaked the hair in his ears and asked, "What? I'm not allowed to like this song."

"I haven't even spoken yet." Cheng Lixue waved his hand.

The young man in his twenties smiled as he looked at the scene, and a trace of memories flashed in his eyes.

I once remembered that when I was a teenager, there was a girl around me who would choke him without saying a few words.

However, it was just like this song, and time was frozen in 2004.

This song "The Flowers" by Pu Shu was released in the 2004 album "The Flowers".

Walking under neat poplar trees, there was a sudden performance of this literary evening party.

Because of Pu Shu's song, Cheng Lixue suddenly remembered a song he released in 2017 in his previous life, called "The Year of Innocence".

This is Cheng Lixue's favorite song, no doubt about it.

Just want to sing this song well, it is not possible to be alone.

Cheng Lixue saw this song chorus of men and women on a program in his previous life.

It's really good, even better than the original singer.

The innocent and clear voice of a girl is much better than Pu Shu, who is already in her forties, with a vicissitudes of life.

Some songs are covered better than the original song.

Especially in the chorus, the harmony between girls will be very nice.

Cheng Lixue liked this song very much, but when he loved it, he was nearly thirty years old. When he sang this song, he no longer had the clear sound of his youth.

Cheng Lixue has always believed that this song is sung in a tender and innocent voice, and it should be the best song in the world.

But at this time, it happened that he and Bai Zhengyu were both seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Are your literary evening songs ready?" Cheng Lixuewen said.

"No." she said.

"Are you ready?" She listened to the process of Li Xue singing, which was quite nice.

Just thinking about this, I couldn't help but think of the song "Years".

In a room where no one knew, she had secretly practiced this song.

Because this song has a close relationship with the book "Spring Breeze".

"I haven't thought of one before, but I just thought of it, but you need your cooperation." He smiled.

"My cooperation?" Bai Zhengyu frowned.

"This song will be very good for men and women to sing this song," he said.

"What song?" Bai Zhengyu asked.

"The year of innocence." Cheng Li learned the Tao.

"I haven't heard of it." Bai Zhengyu paused, and then asked, "It's your original work again."

She remembered that "New Years" was written by Cheng Lixue.

Because there is no such song on the Internet, and this song is related to "Spring Breeze", he can only write it.

"No, a song I heard by chance has not been released yet." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

Pu Shu's song "The Year of Innocence" will not be released until 17 years, so naturally there is no one now.

"I haven't even heard of it, so I'll let me cooperate with you? Do you think it's possible?" Bai Zhengyu asked lightly.

"I just asked this. When I arrived at your house, I can sing this song to you. As for whether you want to, you will talk about it after hearing it." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

"Yes." Bai Zhengyu nodded.

When we arrived at the gate of the government compound, Bai Zhengyu led the way, so naturally no one would stop him.

When he arrived at Bai Zhengyu's house and saw Baishan Pavilion, Cheng Lixue smiled and said, "Uncle Bai, can I call you like this, right?"

"Yes, of course." Bai Shanting smiled and said, "Last time I was in the provincial capital, I asked you to come to our house for more time. Why didn't you come once every few months?"

"I don't know where you live, Uncle Bai!" Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

"Also, Uncle Bai, I came empty-handed, don't dislike him." Cheng Lixuedao.

Whether it is Bai Zhengyu's mother or the chairman of the Baishanting Federation of Literary and Art Circles, it is best to come for dinner and not bring anything to you.

"Just just have a meal, what gifts should I bring? Come in quickly." Bai Shanting said.

When I entered the house, I felt a scent of rolls. This was a real roll of rolls. There should be many books in this house.

And some of them must have been in years, because only in this way can the fragrance of books that come to your face be so strong.

Bai Shanting took a pot of tea, Cheng Lixue got up and poured him a cup first, then poured him a cup for Bai Zhengyu and himself.

Although Cheng Lixue can't produce any good and bad tea, this tea is indeed quite delicious.

"Listen to Xiaoyu, you once went to the bookstore to buy a book "Meditative Record"?" Bai Shanting asked.

"Well, I went to the bookstore to read it casually, so I saw this book. I originally wanted to buy it, but since it was my old classmate who wanted it, I naturally gave it to her." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

"Old classmate?" Bai Shanting asked in confusion.

Bai Shanting thought for a while, then asked, "You are also a hero in junior high school?"

"Yes." Cheng Lixue nodded.

When Bai Zhengyu heard the two of them talking about this, he rolled his eyes. Cheng Lixue actually dared to talk to his father about Yingjie. If his father knew why he left school from Yingjie at that time, he thought he could still have a good tea with his father, right?

What made Bai Zhengyu speechless was that the two talked about the content of the book "Meditations".

She was a little bored and went straight into the house.

"Let's go into the study to chat." Bai Shanting smiled.

The two walked into the study room. What Cheng Lixue caught his eye was not the books filled with books in the large study room, but the dozens of traditional Chinese musical instruments that the bookcases faced.

Even Cheng Lixue, who had seen the world, was a little surprised at this time.

Looking at Cheng Lixue staring at the instruments, Bai Shanting smiled and said, "Lixue, you also like musical instruments."

Cheng Lixue smiled and shook his head, saying, "When I was urging me to learn for a while when I was a child, I only knew one guitar."

"A person is given a talent by God and is the only one who can win him to the top. How can he get the talent of every person be full of his abilities?" Bai Shanting said with a smile.

"But Uncle Bai, you are good at these instruments!" Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

"This is the only way I can do it." He smiled.

Cheng Lixue smiled. Uncle Bai was really modest. He was not only of this talent. His lyrics and composition were all first-class.

At this time, Bai Zhengyu pushed the door and walked in. She said lightly: "There happens to be a musical instrument here. Don't you have a very suitable song for this literary party? Sing it down and listen to it."

In fact, Bai Zhengyu has a song in his heart, but he has never been sure.

She just returned to her room and wanted to practice this song, but then she thought, if the song Cheng Lixue said is really good, then wouldn’t her song be in vain?

I don’t know why, maybe the song "Years" is so good. She always thinks that the song Cheng Lixue said will be very good.

"Xiao Yu has been practicing "Nianhua" in the room for a while. I heard that you wrote the song "Nianhua"?" Bai Shanting asked.

"Yes." Cheng Lixue nodded.

He can give an answer openly. "Years" is a song written on his 30th birthday.

But Bai Zhengyu's pretty face was slightly red at this time and said, "Dad, don't talk nonsense, when did I sing this song?"

Bai Shanting smiled, ignored her, and said, "Then I really want to hear the song Xiaoyu said."

"What kind of instrument is needed, use it." He said.

"Well, then I'll try to bounce it." Cheng Li Xuedao.

He took a guitar, thought about the melody of "The Year of Innocence", and sang it in the youngest young voice.

Before the story begins

The first springs

The sun shines on the poplar trees
To be continued...