Just as he was talking, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly heard the melodious sound of guitar coming from next door, and then heard Huang Wanting's singing.

"Night is a person's grand carnival. His eyes want to travel far away. It's just that the dark night blocks the wings of longing. What makes a person's loneliness turn into a starry sky? Needless to say, Tonight, I only drink wine and talk with loneliness..."

Fang Zhiqiang was fascinated as he listened, and his heart seemed to calm down a lot. Fang Zhiqiang smoked quietly and listened, then stood up and walked directly over. Huang Wanting's door was not closed. Obviously, it was opened specially for him.

Fang Zhiqiang walked in, was locked by the door, walked to Huang Wanting's room and stood against the wall, listening to Huang Wanting sitting there holding a guitar and continuing to sing.

"Who is who, who is who you are, who is yours, only loneliness is who you are." Huang Wanting continued to sing.

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned. It turned out that what Huang Wanting said to him just now were the words in her song.

Huang Wanting sang seriously, and Fang Zhiqiang listened carefully, just leaning against the wall.

He suddenly felt that this girl was beautiful.

“Can you play?” After Huang Wanting finished talking, she handed the guitar to Fang Zhiqiang.

"I listened to it by chance last time, and this is the first time I heard it. I can't remember it." Fang Zhiqiang shook his head.

“This is a piece of music.” Huang Wanting took out a sheet of music from the shelf next to her and gave it to Fang Zhiqiang.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at the handwritten music score in surprise and said: "Handwritten?"

"Yes, this is a song I wrote myself. I wrote it randomly. Random words." Huang Wanting nodded and said.

Fang Zhiqiang was not polite and took the guitar handed over by Huang Wanting. He also sat at the table, strummed and tried the sound.

“It seems like she really knows how to play.” Huang Wanting said with a smile.

Fang Zhiqiang ignored Huang Wanting, looked at the music score, and then started to play, and then he sang along: "Night is a person's grand carnival, the eyes want to travel far away, it's just dark The night blocks the wings of longing, what renders a person's loneliness into a sky full of stars, needless to say, tonight I only drink wine and talk with loneliness. Who is who, who are you, who is yours, Only loneliness is who you are and who you are..."

While singing, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly shed tears. I don’t know why, while singing this song, he remembered the time he had with Nie The happy time together with Nie Qian reminded me of the days after Nie Qian left quietly, and the days when he lay alone in bed every night.I remember the glares and insults I suffered when delivering express delivery. Tears flowed out as I thought about it. Isn’t that exactly what it said? In this increasingly indifferent and materialistic world, who must belong to whom, and who must you belong to? Who is yours? Everything is just an unknown. No one knows that after today and tomorrow, you will still be someone else’s, and someone will still be someone else’s. Only loneliness belongs to you forever.

After Fang Zhiqiang finished singing, he gently put down the guitar and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I haven't played it for a long time, and it's the first time I played this song. There are two mistakes. "No, you play very well. It can be seen that you have practiced specially before. The most important thing is that you sing well. You can sing better than me. Maybe, This song itself should be suitable for boys to sing. The lower voice sounds more meaningful. More importantly, you sing it very emotionally. This song is given to you. Do you want it? If so, just take this song Take away the sheet of music." Huang Wanting pointed to the sheet of music on the table.

"Giving it to me? What does this mean?" Fang Zhiqiang was a little stunned.

"This song is composed of lyrics and music written by me. Do you know that it has the copyright? The meaning of giving it to you is that you can sing this song in the future, and I have authorized it for you. Otherwise, if you sing without my permission, it will be considered infringement."

Fang Zhiqiang burst into laughter and asked: "Did you write all these songs for your performance in the nightclub? No. I think you are still a talented creative woman."

"No, I have never sung any of these songs, at least not performed on stage." Huang Wanting shook her head, and then organized herself. The entire sheet music.

"Huh?" Fang Zhiqiang was completely surprised this time.

“I like music and singing. For me, although these songs can be regarded as creations, they are actually the sustenance of my own soul. These things record my heart. Music It's something I love. I have no choice but to earn money by selling songs. But I won't sell my heart for a living. How will I be different from my friends who are prostitutes? I will never let them Being tainted by money, I have never performed them on stage, at least I will not sing them in such a place. Not only because of the money, but also because how many people there know how to appreciate music? As for music, they only have wine and sex in their minds, and music in their minds is just a tool to promote wine and sex." Huang Wanting shook her head and said lightly.

Fang Zhiqiang was completely surprised and looked at Huang Wanting blankly.

"What's wrong? You don't recognize me? Do you think I'm stupid?" Huang Wanting looked at Fang Zhiqiang and asked.

　“No, I used toYou call yourself a young artist, but now I realize that you are the real young artist. "Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter whether you praise me or scold me. No matter they are young artists or youths, everyone has their own bottom line and principles in their hearts, and they have the most precious things in their hearts. For me, music and soul are my most precious things, even if my life is lost. , I won’t touch them either. Huang Wanting said calmly, and then said: "How is it?" Feeling better? ”

“Do you think that song is a healing song? Your song is obviously a sad song. "

"It seems so. How about you play this song? I wrote this a year ago. The rhythm is relatively cheerful. Although it is not healing, it should make me feel better. "Huang Wanting opened her own sheet of music again and took out one of the sheets and placed it in front of Fang Zhiqiang.

"Wait, wait a moment, I'll try it first. It’s been a few years since I’ve played, so I still have to get used to playing directly to the music. "

"You play, I sing, and I guide you. "Huang Wanting said indifferently.

Later, Fang Zhiqiang held Huang Wanting's guitar and sat on a stool to sing, while Huang Wanting sat directly on the table in front of her and sang with Fang Zhiqiang. Fang Zhiqiang Playing and singing with her.

Time suddenly slipped away so quietly that neither of them noticed. While playing and singing with Huang Wanting, Fang Zhiqiang suddenly forgot everything, including Nie Qian forgot about Li Xiaoxiao and the damn job at Sammy International. He and Huang Wanting stayed in Huang Wanting's music and Huang Wanting's soul. Every song written by Huang Wanting was not that complicated, whether it was lyrics or lyrics. The songs are relatively simple, but after losing too many technical and commercial things, each song and tune is the simplest, purest and most direct to people's soul.

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