The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It was a voice with the characteristics of a teenager's personal aloofness. Compared with the original sound of the song, it had less of the vicissitudes of life, but it had a little more greenness that was only available when I was a teenager.

The song Wang Ling played and sang was a cover of a song "Old Boy" by a group called "Chopsticks Brothers" from another world line.

This song interprets the confusion of being unable to express her heart to the girl she loves deeply and being afraid of being rejected. It shows a feeling that youth is no longer, and things are different.

Wang Ling likes this song very much.

Wang Ling remembered that when he first fell in love, he once liked a girl. However, due to his own factors, Wang Ling did not speak up until the year he graduated.

He was afraid that he would hurt each other.

At this moment, Wang Ling was holding a guitar, and was standing in this dilapidated restaurant playing and singing "Old Boy". There was a different kind of emotion in it. As soon as the voice opened, whether it was Boss Tan or Tang Youning, they were immediately intoxicated...

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That's the person I miss and love day and night~

How can I express it~

Will she accept me~

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Maybe I'll never say that to her~

I'm destined to wander the world~

How can you be concerned~

Dreams are always out of reach~

Should I give up~

The flowers are blooming and falling is the rainy season~

Spring, where are you~

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Youth is like a rushing river~

I can't say goodbye if I don't come back~

Only the numb me is left~

There is no blood of the year!

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Look at the flowers scattered all over the sky~

Wither at the most beautiful moment~

Who will remember that this world has come...

This is the A section of the song, but Wang Ling only sang here, and already put down his guitar. The boss of the altar has been completely dumbfounded - there is such an operation! ?

While Wang Ling was playing and singing, the Boss Tan also checked the lyrics and found that there were no relevant search records on the Internet. This is enough to prove that this is an original song!

This is just a teenager in the first year of high school, who can actually write such a touching song full of youth...

At this moment, after Wang Ling finished playing and singing, both Boss Tan and Yu-Ning Tang felt a sense of emotion in their hearts.

Immediately, this young man has a story!

This is a song they have never heard before, just listening to a short melody, there is a feeling of poisoning!

Boss Tan feels that he has been completely fanned by this young man. This is probably the legendary grandfather's meal, right?

Wang Ling: "..."

Only Wang Ling himself knows that this is not a grandfather's meal at all... He doesn't produce music, he is just a music porter!

Putting the young man's guitar back to its original position, Wang Ling silently continued to return to his position and ate noodles. That calm attitude seemed to be doing a very small thing, but it gave Tang Youning's heart. brought an irresistible impact.

...who is this person?

Tang Youning was shocked, her head drooped, and she felt like she was completely defeated... In order to learn music, he gave up everything, secretly used a sum of money for the demolition of the family behind his parents' back, and handed over all the money to him. A vocal teacher. The demolition money was originally reserved for him to marry a daughter-in-law. Later, the incident happened, and the family cut off all his living expenses. And Tang Youning has officially become a wandering singer.

It seems that he is really not this material...

If I had listened to my parents' persuasion and hadn't paid the demolition money, maybe I would have a daughter-in-law now. Living in a brand-new house, maybe you can tease your own children... Find a stable life and live a stable life.

For the first time, Tang Youning felt that her life was a mistake.

Are you going to keep going?

After listening to Wang Ling's playing and singing, Tang Youning began to really interrogate herself.

"How much money can a wandering singer like you earn in a day?" Dad Wang asked.

Tang Youning's arrogance that she thought she had learned formal music theory knowledge has completely disappeared, she scratched her head, a little embarrassed: "It depends on the situation... Singing everywhere, I just hope that everyone can appreciate me because of the music, instead of pity me."

"..." The shop was silent for a while.

Tang Youning touched her guitar, her eyes moistened a little: "I thought that with my strength, I would have no problem passing the audition... Now, I only have it."

"Then this road, do you plan to continue on?" Dad Wang asked again.

Tang Youning shook her head: "I don't know."

"I don't know, I just want to."

Dad Wang raised his eyebrows, feeling that this young man was quite persistent. If they were ordinary people, they would have given up resistance long ago under the offensive of their own poisonous tongue. These people often fail to achieve great things... But if they hesitate, it just shows that the young people do not want to give up easily.

"What do you think of my son's song just now?"

"That song is really good!"

Tang Youning was a little excited, but at the same time a little disappointed: "Maybe this song, I will never be able to write this song..."

"Have you ever thought that the failure of the audition may be a matter of song selection?" Dad Wang asked again.

Wang Ling sat in the seat and raised his eyebrows slightly. He already felt that Dad Wang's attitude towards young people was a little different. From poisonous tongue to enlightenment. Dad Wang was originally a man who told stories. He has always been very strong in controlling topics, and his guiding ability is first-class... Wang Ling once witnessed it with his own eyes. More than 90% of people re-read the original version.

Tang Youning blinked and looked at Dad Wang: "What do you mean by teacher?"

"Don't call me teacher, it sounds awkward. Just call me uncle." Dad Wang waved his hand: "I mean, if you don't dislike my son's songs, how about I sell it to you?"

Tang Youning stood up in an instant: "Uncle...you said, you want to sell this song to me?"

But soon, Tang Youning showed an expression of bitterness and hatred: "But, uncle... I have no money."

This year, an original work of excellent quality is really rare! You-Ning Tang felt that just with Wang Ling's song, if you submit it to any record company, you can sell the copyright for a sky-high price!

Dad Wang silently lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "How much money do you have on you?"

Tang Youning turned over all the pockets, the loose money and the steel rod together were exactly thirty-three yuan and seven cents...

Tang Youning became anxious, looked at Dad Wang, gritted her teeth, then hugged her guitar tightly, kissed her hard, and handed it to Dad Wang: "Uncle...If you don't dislike it..."

"Disgusting." Dad Wang rolled his eyes bluntly.

The Boss Tan was speechless: "..." This is too straightforward!

Dad Wang: "Why do I want your guitar? Can you eat this guitar? This guy is your life, right? People are walking in the rivers and lakes, how can you do without a guy?"

After speaking, Dad Wang turned his attention to the boss: "Boss Tan, do you have a pen and paper?"

The boss of the altar nodded: "Yes!"

Dad Wang's memory has always been good, and he also knows some music theory. So after Wang Ling sang it once, Dad Wang had basically memorized the lyrics and melody. Even if there was something missing, Wang Ling used telepathy to supplement it...

He quickly wrote the lyrics of "Old Boy" completely on the paper, and then handwritten a notation, put on the pen cap, and a series of actions flowed smoothly!

In the end, Dad Wang handed the paper to Tang Youning: "The most precious thing about a dream is that no matter how much setbacks you encounter... it can be recast!"

Tang Youning was clutching the paper, her hands were shaking.

Dad Wang exhaled a mouthful of smoke, shook the ash, got up and grabbed the thirty-three yuan and seven cents on the table in his palm, and then stuffed it into the hands of the owner of the altar: "Two bowls of beef noodles, a total of thirty, more than Keep the change, please."

After finishing speaking, the two father and son and Er Ha left the store directly, leaving the owner of the altar holding thirty-three yuan and seven cents with a messy face...

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After teleporting home with Dad Wang and Er Ha, Wang Ling saw Dad Wang leaning on the sofa, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Your mother has maxed out my salary card, we have to save some time these days. spend money!"

Wang Ling: "..."

Dad Wang looked at Wang Ling earnestly, and said earnestly, "Look, today I saved two bowls of beef noodles with my little wisdom! Do you know what it means to be diligent and thrifty? That's it!"

Wang Ling: "..."