Afternoon after school, on top of the teaching building of No. 13 Middle School.

  Li Qian awkwardly strummed his guitar, trying hard to find the feel of "Love Me or Not".

  This "Love You or Not" is not the familiar "Do You Love Me" from his previous life, and it's not even rock, just a ordinary pop love song. Judging by the playback frequency of roadside audio stores, it should be quite popular this year.

  The song is well-written, with great lyrics and melody. In this era, it has all the qualities to be a hit, not to mention that it's sung by the famous singer Wong Yiu Ching.

  Although unfamiliar, after re-composing and practicing the chords several times according to my own arrangement, I gradually became proficient.

  Of course, he knew that just being familiar was not enough. To make it his own performance song, he had to practice until extremely proficient, at least to the point of being able to play with ease.

  But "Love Me or Not" was just the beginning.

  After carefully listening to all the tapes in his hand, Li Qian selected some songs that he could sing well and should be able to sing well. Not many, currently only about a dozen or so. Then, he proceeded to arrange the guitar for each of them, and planned to practice them thoroughly in the following days.

  And next, he is also preparing to expand the scope of listening and selecting songs, and then slowly select some songs to fill in, eventually forming a total number of about twenty to thirty songs of his own music library.

  By then, he could talk about going to find a place to be a resident singer.

  There is no doubt that this is not something that can be rushed.

  Because... songs are hard to choose.

  In the last life, those familiar songs, including the ones he wrote himself, were not prepared to be taken out at this time. Preventing plagiarism was one reason, but more importantly, he knew that some key bars currently had no bands and no fame for himself, and he didn't have any plans to form a band at present. So in the future, he could only choose some lower-end bars and mid-range restaurants to perform, and if performing in these places, singing familiar songs was a must.

  Of course, familiar songs must be sung with a bit of new ideas.

  The problem is that choosing songs from this world that suit your taste and can be grasped is not an easy task.

  Through these days of gradual in-depth understanding, Li Qian has roughly understood the current situation of the domestic music market.

  Because this time and space reform and opening up earlier than Li Qian had experienced in that time and space, so the domestic music market also produced many changes.

  Currently, the mainstream music market in China is no longer dominated by folk songs and opera singing segments of previous years. Even rock's status has declined significantly. Popular love songs, campus folk songs, personal emotional songs, sweet songs, including electronic music and other sub-genres, have all emerged with their own representative figures and works. They, along with national folk songs, opera records, and rock, are beginning to flourish, and even some R&B styles have started to appear.

  It can be said that the entire market is moving step by step towards a hundred flowers blooming together.

  From this point of view, the domestic music in this time and space is more developed than the domestic music in 1995 in the time and space he has experienced.

  But the problem is also here... after all, it's 1995.

  The times are advancing, and music is also advancing.

  Actually, there are not many songs that can be popular for a while and still be sung and loved after decades. In the previous life of Li Qian, including the music of Treasure Island and Fragrance River, among all the works in the Chinese music circle, how many classic songs can still be considered classics in the second decade of the 21st century? And how many years and how many songs have been sifted through to get them?

  How many more songs were once popular all over the country, and I loved them so much myself, but after re-listening to them years or even decades later, my first reaction is: this song is really rustic and outdated!

  So, after experiencing the more mature and diversified music development of the previous generation, Li Qian often can't find a liking for many popular songs that are well-liked by listeners of this era.

  Li Qian has even prepared to turn back and ask Wang Jinglu for a song list.

  Maybe she can recommend some good songs?

  Those two sisters are absolutely professionals!

  He practiced "Love Me or Not" six or seven times in one breath, roughly finding some feeling. Li Qian stopped to take a sip of water and rested for a moment before turning to the next page of his script.

  …………

  After school, Qi Jie stayed in the office as usual and didn't leave.

  She opened her laptop and went online to find the book she hadn't finished reading yesterday, just as she was about to start reading, she suddenly heard a familiar guitar sound.

  Yes, the guitar sound had traveled several floors away and was already very faint when it reached the office, if it weren't for the extremely quiet environment and her being attentive, she might not have even heard it. But Qijie picked up on it right away - it was just a simple strum, not even a complete melody!

  Whoosh! She stood up with a surprised look on her face.

  Without any hesitation at all, she "slammed" her laptop shut and stepped out of the door.

  Still in the same old place, she took out her handkerchief and wiped the steps clean before sitting down carefully.

  After sitting down, she felt like laughing again.

  "What's wrong with me?" she asked herself, "It seems that if I don't hear him sing for a day, it feels like the day is missing a big piece! As soon as I hear some movement, I get excited and rush over to listen..."

  As she thought about it, she couldn't help but tease herself in her heart, "I wonder if those ladies and madams of the past enjoyed this kind of treatment? Having someone sing to them face-to-face! This is much more high-end than listening to tapes or CDs! The only difference is that the person being sung to has no idea how many people are eavesdropping..."

  The guitar on the rooftop today was a bit messy and awkward, and it played for a full seven or eight minutes before the singing voice finally came in. After listening to just a few sentences, Qijie recognized that it was "Love Me or Not".

  For Qijie, who had gotten used to sitting here every day and listening to half an hour of songs, and had already listened to at least a dozen or so times before and after, she suddenly heard a familiar song, and she was actually a little excited - you know, before that, she had already listened to more than thirty songs sung by the person upstairs, but not one of them was something she had heard before, which made her almost doubt whether she had been eliminated by this era.

  But this excitement lasted for only one or two minutes.

  It's undeniable that although it sounds like he should be just practicing, the song and guitar harmonies seem a bit unfamiliar, overall giving listeners a feeling of not being very smooth, but he still sings very well.

  Qijie didn't understand music, but she thought the upstairs person's voice should be very good, and he was very skilled at using his voice. High notes, low notes, true and false notes were all effortless, completely with an air of ease. Moreover, when listening to him sing, you could easily feel the emotions he poured into each song, each note, just right.

  His voice, combined with his emotions and interpretation, makes his songs very moving.

  Although there are already good versions of "Zhu Yu Zai Qian" before, Huang Yu Qing's original version is also very good. But when you hear him sing it, you still feel that it sounds great.

  Or it has another flavor.

  But that's all there is to it.

  Zijie was already used to hearing completely different and unheard songs every day. Especially, those songs were so good! Now suddenly changed to familiar ones, the freshness passed, and inexplicably felt a little dissatisfied!

  And also, one song "Love Me or Not", he sang it seven or eight times!

  Repeated practice!

  If it weren't for the fact that she was just eavesdropping, Qi Jie almost couldn't help but shout to the person upstairs, "Hey, change the song! Change the song! I want to hear those songs you used to sing!"

  Or - "Refund!"

  Thinking of this in her mind, Qijie couldn't help but want to burst out laughing loudly.

  She clamped her hand over her mouth, barely managing to stifle the laughter that threatened to burst forth, but still couldn't help her face from turning bright red with mirth.

  Every time she listened to him sing, Qi Jie felt as if she had suddenly become younger and returned to those carefree years of youth - even though in reality she was still young.

  Suppressing her smile, she sat honestly on the spot, raised her hand to support her chin, and patiently waited for the next song from the person upstairs.

  Finally, the person upstairs really changed the song, but this time it was... "I Love You, Hometown".

  Another song I've heard before and it's still very familiar!

  "What a boring day today!"

  Qijie, who had already been spoiled by her luxurious life, could only shake her head in dismay, unable to fully accept the situation.

  Of course, he still sings very well. Compared to the original singer, there is a certain change in rhythm, and it doesn't seem like folk music anymore. It seems that a strange but interesting melody has been added, making the whole song suddenly change its face and become full of fun.

  In short, it's quite novel.

  To the point where Qiji couldn't help but think "I didn't know this song could be sung like that".

  It was this novelty that made her patiently listen to him sing it three times in a row.

  Then——

  "Can't take it anymore, today is really perfunctory, get out of here!"

  She muttered to herself in her heart, but a light smile was on her face as she carefully went downstairs.

  The most important thing is that it seems he didn't succeed in pursuing the girl!

  Is this good?

  This is great!

  Because there will be songs to listen to later!

  "I don't believe he'll sing these songs I've heard every day from now on!" she thought.

  …………

  Today's songs are all raw, and the practice time has unknowingly become a little longer. By the time Li Qian returned home, the sky was already close to complete darkness, and the dishes cooked by Li's mother had already started to cool down.

  By the time Li Qian finished taking a bath, his mother had warmed up the dishes and brought them to the table again. Only then did the whole family have dinner together.

  After dinner, Li's mother didn't bother to wash the dishes and first soaked them in the sink. She washed her hands and sat down to watch TV dramas. Meanwhile, Li's father went to his study for a while before running to Li Qian's bedroom door and knocking on it.

  He pushed the door open and saw Li Qian was indeed very serious about reviewing his lessons, and it was even Russian, his worst subject. A relieved and satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

  "Dad, something's up?" Li Qian asked.

  Li's dad said: "That, nothing else, just came over to see what you're up to!"

  Li Qian pouted, "Isn't it settled? We've already agreed on the terms, what's the need for supervision?"

  Li's father glanced at him disdainfully, "Supervise you? Ha! You've been in school for so many years, your grades have been good and bad, when has Dad ever supervised you?"

  "Really?" Li Qian thought for a moment and said: "So... is it true that something's going on?"

  Li Dad paused for a moment and asked: "That little Qian, have you had any other works recently?"

  Li Qian furrowed his brow and said in a puzzled tone: "New work? No way, Dad, didn't you oppose me doing this?"

  Dad Li hurriedly waved his hand and explained seriously: "Dad isn't opposed to you doing music, Dad is just opposed to you making music your main career... Don't you understand? As for you liking to write songs and lyrics, Dad still supports you! That song you wrote earlier, the lyrics of "Dark Fragrance", were quite good! You're only a high school student, just 17 years old, and you can already write such a great atmosphere, that's already very good! Since you're good at this and like it, you must continue to work hard!"

  Li Qian slapped his forehead: Got it, now I understand!

  Dad meant that lyrics are just another form of poetry, so you can write more!

  He thought for a moment and said, "Dad, I'm afraid you won't be too interested in those songs I wrote."

  Mr. Li's eyes lit up and he said, "That's not necessarily true, tell me more."

  Li Qian hesitated for a moment, grabbed an exercise book, flipped to the back, tore off a white paper, picked up a pen and wanted to write, but stopped there. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the pen and turned his head to say: "Dad, I'll just sing it to you instead?"

  Mr. Li nodded and said "good", then walked over to the bed and sat down.

  Li Qian took the guitar, closed his eyes for a moment, with some trepidation and some hope, gently strummed the strings.

  "From tomorrow on, be a happy person,"

  Feed the horse, chop firewood, travel around the world

  From tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables.

  I have a house facing the sea, warm in spring and blooming with flowers.

  From tomorrow on, communicate with every relative.

  Tell them of my happiness

  That happy lightning told me,

  I will tell everyone.

  Give each river and each mountain a warm name.

  Stranger, I wish you happiness too.

  Wish you a bright future ahead!

  Wishing you and your loved one will be together forever.

  Wishing you happiness in this mundane world.

  I only wish to face the sea, with blooming flowers in warm spring.

  ……”

  Crisp guitar, melodious melody, touching singing.

  Beautiful poem.

  Li Qian sang very seriously, very sincerely and very solemnly, with great emotion, great passion and great enthusiasm.

  The song ended, and he didn't even dare open his eyes for a long time.

  This is certainly Hai Zi's poem.

  This is certainly one of Li Qian's most beloved poems.

  In the last life of Li Qian, this poem had a very high status in the hearts of people of that generation. In the underground music circle, there were 99 bands and singers who composed music for it, but none of them could produce a mature work, not even one that could pass the producer's test. Therefore, many underground works were produced based on this poem, but ultimately, not a single one was able to enter the market.

  Among those dozens or hundreds of "Facing the Sea with Spring Blooms" that may never see the light of day, there is one whose composer is called Li Qian.

  That was his work when he was in his twenties.

  What he sang was a dream of his past life.

  But after finishing the song, he closed his eyes for a long time. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, quickly put down the guitar, didn't look at Li's dad's expression, and hastily picked up the paper and pen that had been prepared earlier, saying: "Dad, I want to make some changes, wait a minute."

  Li's father suddenly came back to his senses, "Oh, okay, you change, you change, Dad will wait!"

  Li Qian held his pen and quickly drew the simplest staff on the white paper, then wrote down the score at a flying speed - just now, in the middle of singing, he suddenly had some other ideas.

  Then the idea was like a spring, when the first clear water gushed out, it could no longer be controlled by anyone, it gushed out and became a river in the blink of an eye!

  A young man in his twenties, with a great love for rock and roll, and a great love for this poem, after fighting all night, wrote a self-satisfied song, but at that time, he had only passion in his heart!

  A passion hot enough to burn everything like a fire!

  That's love for rock!

  However, facing the sea, flowers blooming in the warm spring... isn't sung like that!

  It can be rock and roll, it can be sentimental, but it cannot be violent, nor can it be fierce!

  It should be like a river, flowing and gurgling; it should be like a lake, rippling with waves; it should have the heart of a child, pure and transparent; it should be as bright as a mountain slope covered with fresh flowers in a dream, as clear as the simple sea in a dream...

  Pure joy, transparent kindness, dreamlike longing...

  …………

  It's also unknown how much time has passed, Li Qian is writing quickly with his brush, while Li Dad sits there motionless.

  When Li Qianlong let out a sigh and turned around, Li's father had a solemn expression on his face.

  "Is it fixed?" he asked.

  Li Qian nodded and said, "It's been changed!"

  Then he picked up his guitar, turned around and glanced at the score again, before gently plucking the strings.

  The melody is very simple, so simple that there are only a few most basic rhythms, but it's surprisingly smooth and bright.

  Li Qian opened his eyes, with a smile on his face, singing, laughing and swaying his body.

  But this time, Li's father closed his eyes instead.

  The first time singing, new score, a bit stumbling, but overall smooth.

  The guitar sound fell, Li Dad took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

  He rummaged through several pockets, didn't find any cigarettes, his Adam's apple moved slightly, "Huh, huh," he said.

  As he spoke, he nodded slowly.

  Yes.

  The simplest of syllables, a single word, yet the look on his face was solemn and serious, as if he were facing something extremely grave and important, even making him slightly tense.

  After a long time, Li Qian just looked at him.

  He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up, his voice somewhat hoarse, "The second time is better than the first!"

  Li Qian nodded and smiled.

  Li's father also wanted to laugh, but in the end, he didn't laugh out loud.

  "Not bad work...... what's it called?"

  "Call it 'Facing the Sea with Spring Blooms'!" Li Qian said.

  Mr. Li nodded and murmured in agreement again.

  Then he sat there motionless with his head bowed, as if in a trance, or deep in thought.

  After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, "uh" hummed, then stood up and wanted to leave, but stopped again. He took two steps out, grabbed the door handle with his hand, turned his back on Li Qian, and said: "When you get back, make me a copy of the lyrics. You should write more works like this... uh, just don't forget to study."

  Then he stood at the door for a moment and finally walked out of the door, closing it gently.