national idol

Chapter 29 The Sun in the South

"What is dim sum, you must go all out!"

I still remember that Ding Ning slept in the lobby of the art building for several days in a row in order to rehearse the drama, and he only slept for four or five hours a day, so that his big dark circles did not disappear a few days after the performance. , Looking back now, Kong Xinxin is still very sad.

He had heard from others that Ding Ning had broken up with Xiang Xiaoshi who was always restraining him. Now that he is willing to participate in the top ten singers, he probably has a clear mind without restraint. Kong Xinxin is very willing to give Ding Ning a push.

Not only because Ding Ning impressed her deeply, she was very optimistic about it, but also because...

She glanced sideways at Gu Xi, this little girl pretended to be calm and composed, but she didn't know that her seemingly unintentional and deliberate actions fell into the eyes of an insider, full of affection.

Ouch, looking at your eyes that are about to drip water, Kong Xinxin pursed her lips secretly, unable to bear to look any more.

She was afraid of seeing too much, and couldn't help but say more.

Others are so enthusiastic, how can I hold back, Ding Ning said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will try my best to get the first place, thank you senior in advance."

Kong Xinxin liked the way Ding Ning looked serious. She grinned and said, "What song are you going to sing? I'll help you as a consultant. Anyway, I have been a judge for two terms, so I know more or less what the judges like and what song they want to sing." Easy to win prizes."

"I want to sing my own original, a ballad."

After promising Sun Zhijun to participate in the top ten singers, Ding Ning already had his own plan.

His idea was to sing "Nan Shan Nan", after all, this song has the most downloads among the songs he has sung.

Moreover, college students are more or less literary, and it is the stage of love to death.

The song "Nanshan South" is full of literature and art, and the lyrics are comparable to heartbroken poems. It is easy to arouse some emotions in the hearts of college students, and it is easy to win recognition.

"Original?" Unexpectedly, Ding Ning would also engage in originality. Kong Xinxin was quite surprised: "You are capable, kid."

"However," Kong Xinxin frowned slightly: "It's no problem to win the top ten singers in folk songs, but it's not easy to get the first place. You should know that this kind of competition must be the kind of fast songs with stage appeal that are more popular. "

"I know, I know, the problem is that I'm not good at singing fast songs."

Fast songs are popular, that's for sure.

But Ding Ning is best at lyrical songs with a slow rhythm. It is not impossible for him to sing fast and powerful songs. I am afraid that he will not be able to show his full strength in singing songs that he is not good at. If he deliberately caters to him, the effect may not be as good as singing slow songs good.

"That's it..." Kong Xinxin pondered for a while, and said, "Then when you are free, record your original song for me to listen to."

"It's available now." In order to ponder the details and keep improving, Ding Ning downloaded the few songs he sang these days on his mobile phone.

He took out his phone, plugged in the earplugs, opened a music software called "Ku Le", turned to the page of "Nan Shan Nan", handed it to Kong Xinxin and said, "Listen."

""Nanshan South", the name is really literary." Taking the earphones from Ding Ning, Kong Xinxin smiled when she saw the song title displayed on the screen, thinking that Ding Ning is still a boring, flirtatious literary young man.

Put the earplugs in her ears, click to play, and Ding Ning's singing voice came to her ears unexpectedly.

"You are snowing heavily in the bright sun in the south, and I am like spring in the cold night in the north..."

"This!" Kong Xinxin was amazed, no, frightened by just such a sentence.

She never knew that it turns out that ballads can be performed without the guitar prelude, and only rely on the background music, which is similar to a cappella.

Pressing the stop button frantically, looking at Ding Ning unexpectedly, Kong Xinxin asked in surprise, "You wrote this?"

"Yes." Ding Ning tilted his mouth.

The first line of the song "Nan Shan Nan" is indeed very sharp, and young people like it.

Wanting to praise Ding Ning, but fearing that she had judged too early, Kong Xinxin put back the earplugs and said calmly, "Wait for me to continue listening."

"If there is time before dark, I will forget your eyes, and I will spend my whole life without being able to finish a single dream..."

Literature and art, real literature and art, real literature and art, literature and art to some extent.

Kong Xinxin felt the hairs all over her body stand on end.

"He no longer talks about the isolated island where he met, because in his heart, it has long been deserted and inhabited."

"He can't hold it in his heart anymore, being a family, being a dumb, only lying to himself."

"He said that any praiseworthy beauty in you is not as good as when he first met you."

"Time lingers, there is nothing to do."

"If all the lands are connected together, I walk my whole life just to hug you, drunk, his dream, good night."

It's nice, it's nice, it's extremely nice, whether it's the lyrics or sentence breaks, they are all excellent to the extreme, like a scroll of eloquent ink, slowly unfolding to people, attracting people's attention and making their foreheads feel numb.

Unable to hold back the shock in her heart, Kong Xinxin pressed the pause button again, looked at Ding Ning, and asked in surprise, "You really wrote this?"

"Yeah." Seeing Kong Xinxin's reaction, he knew that he had chosen "Nan Shan Nan" correctly. Ding Ning smirked and said, "Isn't it nice?"

"It sounds good." Kong Xinxin nodded very seriously, then took the left earplug, handed it to Gu Xi, and said, "Listen to it too, Gu Xi, it's really good, you must like it to death."

What does it mean to like to death, this may reveal something.

Feeling inexplicably shy in her heart, Gu Xi turned her head and pressed the tip of her eyebrows at Kong Xinxin, showing a reproachful expression.

Kong Xinxin was so amused by her expression that she felt that Kong Xinxin was getting worse, and Gu Xi's face immediately buried a little lower, almost hitting the table.

After watching Gu Xi put on the headset, Kong Xinxin suppressed her smile and chose to play it again.

She felt that this song, just the beginning, could make her listen to it a hundred times.

Putting on the headset, Ding Ning's singing lingered in his ears, covered his ears, and listened to the song quietly. He also thought that the song was good to hear, but Gu Xi had a different mood from Kong Xinxin.

Listening to Ding Ning's low-pitched singing voice, her mood instantly became sour, so sour that she wanted to cry.

It is said that the words are the voice of the heart. What she heard from this song is not only beautiful, but also the broken heart of a lovelorn.

Is this song a true portrayal of Ding Ning's heart now?

She guessed probably so.

If it weren't for Ding Ning's inner voice, how could he have written such profound words.

How could he suddenly change his temperament and become a completely different person from before.

Savoring every word and every sentence in "Nan Shan Nan" carefully, pondering Ding Ning's mood when he wrote these lyrics, he was caught off guard, and she recited silently "the brows can't be untied" over and over again along the way. Knot, you are the one who cannot be undone by fate," jumped into her mind.

Deeply aware that this sentence complemented the emotions expressed in "Nan Shan Nan", Gu Xi bent slightly.

She felt her heart constricted to colic.

(End of this chapter)