In fact, there is no need to pour it out at all. With his current memory, it is simply insulting to say that he can only remember those details after listening to it again, let alone just listening to it.
However, this can also be said to be some kind of habitual behavior.
The video was pulled back, and the program "Scorching Flowers" was playing on the screen, but Xu Guangling's eyes were floating, not looking at the screen, and even his ears were in a state of listening but not listening.
At the same time, his thoughts were still alive.
For a young girl, there is no need to be demanding about her emotions or her singing skills. It is neither necessary nor of great significance.
Both of these can be improved in the future, time will change everything.
So what Xu Guangling was thinking about was just the voice.
We had talked on the phone before, but Xu Guangling didn't pay much attention to Zhou Lanlan's voice at that time. Now there is only one song like this. Xu Guangling's evaluation is okay, but this evaluation cannot be called fair, since the little girl asked him to "
If he takes it seriously, he can't take it too seriously.
Yang Yuying's "Tell You Softly" and "Falling Flowers"
Meng Tingwei "Do you hear the sea is laughing?" "Through the Moon Full of Flowers"
Faye Wong's "Sky" and "Only Myself"
Chen Rui's "White Fox" and "Drunk in the West Tower"
Wang Zheng's "We Are All Good Children" and "Tell You"
Tong Li's "Fireworks in March" and "Jiangnan"
Liang Jingru's "Loving Much" and "Applause"
"Lan Ruo Ci" and "Moonrise" by Wan, Qing Dynasty
Qing Min's "Just Because of You" and "Remembering the Rain on an Empty Mountain"
Shuangsheng "Corrupted Grass as Firefly" and "Big Fish"
Xiao Yuan's "Onion" and "Wu Niang"
After thinking for a moment, he drafted such a song list. Then, Xu Guangling sent the sound source and accompaniment via email, and asked Zhou Lanlan to sing each song twice, once with the accompaniment and once a cappella. Waiting for this feedback
, it should be said that he can make an extremely accurate evaluation.
It was three-twenty when we finished this.
There are still one hundred minutes left before heading to Zhang's hometown.
Xu Guangling sat in front of the window, simply immersed in his memories again, and what came to his mind right now were songs, all the songs he had ever heard.
Because of his mother's relationship, Xu Guangling has listened to all songs, including music, that have been published and distributed in the three places across the Taiwan Strait, including the entire Chinese-speaking world, with a circulation of more than 1,000. Of course, the time must be limited to seven years ago.
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At this moment, those songs were echoing in Xu Guangling's mind one after another, from song to song.
One note after another, floating in the sky of his thoughts.
Music was originally one of Xu Guangling's most important influences and hobbies in his childhood. But at this time, thanks to his spirit and memory, all of this allowed him to transcend time and space and transcend the limits of simple imagination.
Arriving in a real music palace.
With this immersion, time is forgotten.
Because of his experience, Xu Guangling set the alarm clock early. When the alarm clock rang and Xu Guangling gathered his thoughts and stood up, he was thinking about whether it was necessary to build a music studio.
Because in the past hour or so, countless musical thoughts and phrases had been born in his mind.
This is also conceivable.——
Walking on the seaside, how can there be no shells during the ebb and flow of the tide?
In the evening, in Zhang's home, in the study.
A piece of pine flakes the size of a business card was steamed and emitted a rosin smell. It also emitted an invisible mist that could not be seen, touched or smelled. While smelling the rosin smell in his nose, Xu Guangling suddenly felt
I was thinking, could I mix those kinds of woods to make incense chips?
First, this pine piece is not an ideal carrier for the mist.
Both, this rosin is also a bit too complex, and under the analysis of Shennong Jue, its score is not ideal.
So, can you try the mixed scented tablets?
Night in the park.
Sitting quietly on the bench, Xu Guangling closed his eyes slightly, feeling peaceful physically and mentally.
The state enters very quickly.
Three to five minutes after Xu Guangling sat down, the entire park gradually "disappeared", and wisps of mist appeared in the park, wrapping the entire park. I don't know if it was Xu Guangling's illusion, but he felt,
The fog seems to be slightly thinner than a few days ago or at the beginning?
But this feeling was very slight. Xu Guangling did not pay attention to it. At this moment, he was not allowed to pay attention to anything else. His thoughts were always floating, and even whenever he had thoughts, he would definitely exit the state. This had been something he had experienced many times.
situation.
From body to mind, from inside to outside, the whole world is quiet.
There are only wisps of mist between the sky and the earth, just like the water plants in the lake, still and yet moving in the still flow. And in Xu Guangling's feeling, he himself is gradually turning into a lake.
Mist lingers around the lake.
Slowly, I don’t know when, the mist turned into droplets, and the droplets turned into raindrops. A light rain just started falling in this small world.
Little by little raindrops fell on the still lake, like musical notes, like the sound of nature, ripples large and small spread out, and a quiet but beautiful scene unfolded, as if spring had come, with countless flowers and plants blooming all over the mountains and fields.
Xu Guangling was immersed in this quiet and beautiful place.
The consciousness is faint, if there is no, it seems that it can last forever.
But of course this was just a "seem". I don't know how long it had passed before Xu Guangling woke up from his dream. The world shook slightly. For just a moment, the previous state was gone. His body and mind were still quiet, but
Lakes, mist, light rain, etc., all pass away like the wind, leaving no trace.
The next morning, while sleeping, the scene of "clouds gathered and spring thunder was born" happened again, and the second node of the nine nodes was washed away again.
At noon, Xu Guangling received a call from logistics again. The materials sent by Mr. Dashajia and the others had arrived.
There has been a specific operation, and Xu Guangling is completely methodical this time. The venue, tools, processes, etc. are all the same as last time. There is no need to think about it. The only difference from last time is that last time, Xu Guangling was
Everything goes according to the dream.
But this time, with Shennong's Secret in hand, he could make his own decisions.
Before making vermicelli, the functions of these three ingredients, ginseng, potato starch, and wild yam, were reflected in Xu Guangling's mind in detail, and then from single ingredients to mixing, because he had the ultimate goal as a reference, even if
Just the ratio of the three materials still gave Xu Guangling a lot of experience.
In fact, he now has a blank sheet of paper in this regard, and any experience is just a lesson to him.
After several experiments, Xu Guangling was finally sure that this time, he could finally make "perfect" vermicelli, just like what he had shown in his dream.
Of course, the specific results still need to be verified.
That night, Xu Guangling did not go to the park.
Then the next day, whether it was day or night, there was no scene of "spring thunder". Of course, the third node and so on were naturally floating clouds. Although it is not 100% certain that it was the fog that affected all this.
, but actually it’s almost the same.
As long as you switch back and forth a few times between going, not going, going, not going, the result is actually obvious.
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