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"Hey, it's all my fault."

"Make the atmosphere so sensational."

After clinking glasses and drinking together, Li Zian smiled and broke the somewhat sad atmosphere just now.

"Haha, it's true." Tang Shi replied with a smile, and then patted Gao Baisong's shoulder: "Old Gao, do you want us to sing a song? Liven up the atmosphere?"

"Come on yourself, I haven't sung for many years."

"Here's a song. I haven't sung for many years. I'm so excited today. We were famous talents in Huayi back then. How about reliving our youthful days?"

While Tang Shi was talking, he took out a guitar from the corner of the Dai flavor bag, and skillfully put the guitar on his lap.

Hearing this, Gao Baisong smiled and shook his head helplessly: "Which song will you sing?"

"The Far Away."

"OK."

After Tang Shi responded, he lightly plucked the guitar in his hand with his fingers.

Tang Shi and Gao Baisong have a tacit understanding, and they can understand each other's mind with just one look.

Tang Shi is playing and Gao Baisong is singing.

Listening to the performance of the two, Hua Jiong, Xu Yahui and the others had flashes of reminiscence in their eyes, and the corners of their lips curved unconsciously.

"You know, Mr. Tang was super handsome when he was young. At that time, he had a guitar, and I don't know how many girls fell in love with each other. This song "Far From Away" is a song that Mr. Gao wrote and composed for Mr. Tang. , This song was popular all over the country back then, maybe you haven’t heard it, but for me and Yahui, this is our youth, Teacher Tang and Teacher Gao are our youth memories.”

Listening to the song, Hua Jiong sighed with emotion to Li Zian, Zuo Fenger and Du Sichen with a low smile.

"Mr. Hua, is Mr. Tang in the eyes of your generation, the same as Brother Zi'an in the eyes of our generation?" Zuo Feng'er leaned on his head and asked Hua Jiong with crooked smiling eyes.

When Hua Jiong heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Although you, Mr. Tang, were very handsome and popular back then, it seems that you are not close to your brother Zi'an."

"Mr. Hua, Mr. Tang is not as good as Zi'an, so how do you compare with me?" Du Sichen asked with a smile.

After Hua Jiong heard Du Sichen's words, he immediately looked at Du Sichen with strange eyes and said, "Compared to you...that should be much better..."

"Cluck..."

Seeing Du Sichen's collapsed face instantly, Zuo Feng'er let out a giggle.

Li Zian leaned on the wooden pillar of the Dai flavor bag, with his hands behind his head, looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, he always kept a faint smile on his face.

"What are you thinking?"

Xu Yahui noticed Li Zian's appearance, he leaned back, and asked Li Zian with a smile.

"I didn't think about anything." Li Zian shook his head slightly: "I just saw Teacher Tang and Teacher Gao, and Brother Xu, you and Teacher Hua have a friendship that has spanned half a lifetime. , enough."

Hearing Li Zian's words, Xu Yahui said with a smile: "Yeah, at our age, it's really nice to still have a friend to chat with about our youthful years and recall the good times."

Xu Yahui also leaned on the wooden pillar, looking at the tacit understanding between Tang Shi and Gao Baisong, he also showed a smile from the heart.

After the song, Li Zian and others gave warm applause to Tang Shi and Gao Baisong.

"Haha, both of us haven't sung for many years, it's a shame."

Gao Bosong smiled and waved his hands, but everyone could see that he was very happy. Obviously, the beauty and feelings this song gave him were beyond the comprehension of others.

"The two of us were throwing bricks and stones at the moment, how about we let Zian play a song next, he is a serious singer." Tang Shi suggested with a smile.

"That's a good idea!"

"Brother Zi'an, here's a song~"

"support!"

Tang Shi's proposal immediately aroused everyone's response.

Li Zian, who was leaning on the wooden pillar, saw that everyone was so interested, he smiled and took the wooden guitar from Tang Shi without hesitation.

"Zian, what song are you singing?"

"Let's improvise."

"Improvisation?"

Hearing Li Zian's words, the eyes of Gao Baisong, Tang Shi and others lit up.

They didn't feel that Li Zian was bragging, Li Zian's talent was recognized by the whole circle as high.

"Improvisation is good, it's interesting." Gao Bosong asked curiously: "You should have a draft by now, right? Have you thought about the name yet?"

"Thought it out."

Li Zian responded with a smile.

"This song is called "An Ordinary Day". I hope that all of us will be like today in the days to come."

"You don't need to get up early, you don't need to stay up late, you live in a courtyard full of flowers, the wind is gentle and the sun is warm, your friends are by your side, and your laughter surrounds you. There are more sunny days than rainy days. The wind is light and the clouds are light. Take a cup with time, listen to the years and talk about Zen, ordinary and beautiful happiness……"

(Original singer of "An Ordinary Day": Mao Buyi)

After Li Zian finished speaking, he gently plucked the strings in his hand.

The sound of the piano is melodious, clear and light, just like the smoke and twilight at the entrance of the village at dusk, the tune is not urgent or slow.

...

Wake up naturally at 7:30 every morning

The wind chime is ringing, another day, the clouds are very light

The smell of dried clothes is very reassuring

everything is soft and peaceful

...

When Li Zian started singing, everyone was still immersed in what Li Zian said just now.

Hold the lamp with time, and listen to the time to talk about Zen.

It sounds full of endless longing.

Li Zian's singing is just like the tune of this song, and it is also unhurried. The voice is as clear as the clear spring stream in front of the village, and at the same time contains the warmth of water nourishing a party.

The scene was extremely quiet. Whether it was the people in the Dai flavor bag or the staff in front of the Dai flavor bag, everyone listened to Li Zian's song very attentively.

Li Zian leaned on the wooden pillar at the back, crossed his legs, his face was a little drunk, but his eyes were very clear, immersed in a little drunk, feeling the natural evening breeze and smelling the natural fragrance.

Maybe this is why everyone gets drunk when they are not drunk...

The corners of Li Zian's lips curled up even more.

...

Flowers bloom in the sun at every intersection

In front of the small shop comes a nice love song

It doesn't take long to get to the destination

People coming and going are full of goodwill

...

Songs, insects, wind, dogs barking...

These voices seem to be perfectly integrated.

"This song..."

Gao Bosong murmured two words. He wanted to describe the song with words, but he was stuck.

Because he didn't know what words to use to describe the artistic conception and beauty of this song.

He looked at Li Zian who seemed to be immersed in the world of music beside him, and the look of amazement in his eyes became more intense.

"The name of genius is well-deserved..."

Gao Bosong sighed inwardly.

...

This is the most ordinary day

do you miss it too

Don't chase, don't rush, walk home slowly

I wasted my years like this

no worries

Only the evening breeze caresses my cheeks

...

Li Zian sang and talked about the piano.

Originally the corners of his lips were raised, but as he sang, his eyes couldn't help but get moist.

He misses his mother...

It was a small county attached to Yangcheng.

It doesn't have the hustle and bustle of a big city.

The county is very small, so small that every household in the entire county knows each other.

He can sleep until he wakes up naturally when the sun hits his face.

His mother made breakfast for him at home.

She was wearing an apron, her hair was pulled up, and her brows and eyes were as gentle as water.

There are flowers blooming in the house, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

After breakfast, he followed his mother out of the house and came to this small county town.

The sun is just right and the air is fresh.

She held his little hand, walked in the lively market, bought him his favorite fruits and vegetables, and prepared for his dinner at night.

At dusk, the two returned home.

Sitting in front of that small square table, in the afterglow of the setting sun, slowly eating dinner.

In the evening, she washes the dishes in the kitchen.

He sits in the living room, practicing the guitar seriously.

Later, in front of the dimly lit desk.

He wrote last night earnestly, while she sat beside him.

Just read the book quietly like that, and look up at him from time to time.

Until deep sleep at night.

...

This is the most perfect day

do you want it too

life can be less complicated

...

With tears in his eyes, Li Zian thought of his childhood.

Once upon a time, he thought it was just the most ordinary day.

But only now did he realize that that was actually the most perfect day, a day that he couldn't get back even if he spent all his wealth.

Everything is so ordinary, but it is so beautiful.

As she sang, Li Zian couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in her singing.

And the people sitting around Li Zian were all immersed in Li Zian's singing at this moment.

Tang Shi's eyes were full of drunkenness, he leaned on the wooden pillar, but the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger; Hua Jiong's eyes were a little red, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, I don't know what happened in the past; Zuo Feng With her hands on the dining table, she looked at Li Zian with crooked eyes, the smile on her face was sincere and sweet...

In Li Zian's singing, everyone found their own story and their own ordinary day.

It's all so beautiful, so happy.

...

I wasted my years like this

no worries

Only the evening breeze caresses my cheeks

one day

so old

...

This song made everyone present drunk.

Maybe this is...

Ordinary happiness.