Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

Teachers usually have a strong sense of suppression towards their students. When Hai Mingli was walking down the street and realized that he had just had a verbal fight with his head teacher, he felt a little scared...

It seems that I have done something a little out of line.

……

When he got home, Hai Mingli's cell phone rang at an inopportune time.

The timing was too coincidental, and the head teacher also had his own contact information. Hai Mingli thought that the teacher was here to call him to task.

With his hands trembling slightly, Hai Mingli opened his mobile phone, and what caught his eye was a message on the social platform.

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……

Hai Mingli traveled through time yesterday, but a few days before he traveled through time, his past self uploaded a song.

The song is called... "I Want to Bloom"

This song has not been completed yet, it's just a music demo. In order to build momentum and traffic, he had already released it in advance, and he will work on the rest of the song later.

But now, Hai Mingli's present body houses the soul of the future, and the task of perfecting this song is handed over to the current abstract youth.

“Let me check out the comments…”

Hai Mingli opened the software. So much time had passed, and coupled with the fact that he had been suffering from amnesia during this period, Hai Mingli no longer knew how many comments he had at this moment.

When he clicked on it and took a look, he was immediately shocked by the data.

With a reading volume of 1, there are more than 60 comments. The ratio of comments to reading volume is roughly :. You can imagine the user stickiness.

They are all crazy fans, Hai Mingli sighed.

[Rose-sang, the paper flowers in my hometown are blooming, do you want to burn some paper money?]

[Hao Ting! After listening to this, I felt like I was lying in a coffin, my head was buzzing]

[After listening to this, I felt the body was warm and hard]

Such nonsensical comments occupied the majority, and were liked and commented on by major comedians. According to the platform, such funny comments were pushed to the top of the comment area.

But apart from the funny comments, Hai Mingli looked at his phone and carefully read the normal comments on the songs.

[It sounds so good, the arrangement, the chords, and Rose-san’s voice… Can’t the band hurry up?]

[The atmosphere of this song is quite abstract... but why... I feel inexplicably sad...]

hiss……

Having almost finished reading the comments section, Hai Mingli turned off his phone, thought for a moment, and then lay down on the bed.

He traveled from the future and knew the final product of the song. If he wanted, he could play the whole song now.

but……

It seems that Hai Mingli... doesn't have the conditions...

In this era, electronic devices are still being updated and upgraded, and the devices themselves are not very powerful. In addition, various computer software related to music are still under development...

In the future, Hai Mingli could form a band by himself and operate directly on computer software, but now... the equipment is not enough...

If you want to release the full version of this song, there is only one way -

Find a professional band and record the song from beginning to end.

But with Hai Mingli's current fame, it is natural that he can't find any band to help him record it.

This song has been released, but it is unlikely to be released all at once.

"Take your time, one voice at a time."

Hai Mingli also has to find the "girl" that the system mentioned, and he also has to be busy with matters concerning Suzumiya Ryunosuke's father. With so many things to do, he doesn't think he has the energy to do more.

If possible, Hai Mingli would like to find Suzumiya Ryunasaki's father right now and do some ideological work on her father.

But...Haimingli has never met the girl's father, so he doesn't know his contact information...

Later, Hai Mingli went online to ask the girl about her father's contact information.

“Let’s write a song first…”

Hai Mingli glanced at the guitar in the corner, threw his phone aside, and then picked up the guitar.

……

Haiming ideally seeks a quiet place.

He walked towards the distance along the route he remembered, until he passed a park and saw a touch of green, the boy's footsteps suddenly stopped.

This place...he was here yesterday.

He was carrying his guitar and suddenly felt lost.

Yesterday, at this place, he met a blonde mother and daughter. Later, when he was at the restaurant, he ran into the mother and daughter again.

The young mother said she was his neighbor and that her father and his family took good care of her. Hai Mingli wanted to continue talking to the mother and ask about the surrounding situation, but was interrupted by the girl saying she was hungry.

A sense of déjà vu came over him, and somehow, Hai Mingli felt again that this place was very important to him.

It was not yet time for the office workers to get off work, nor was it time for the students to get out of school. Hai Mingli put down the speaker and pickup in his hands, sat casually on the swing, and took off the guitar behind him.

In an instant, the sense of déjà vu came over him again, and Hai Mingli looked around in shock.

The girl who was playing yesterday seemed to be sitting on the same swing as me.

Something is very wrong...

Trying hard to put the sense of déjà vu behind him, Hai Mingli adjusted the strings of his guitar, then plugged in what needed to be plugged in, stroked it with his fingers, and began the performance.

……

Weird things.

Very strange thing.

Hai Mingli pressed the guitar scales with his fingers, feeling the strange sensation coming from his hands, and his mind couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The guitar strings emitted bursts of crisp sounds. If outsiders came to watch, they would naturally be impressed by Hai Mingli's performance and think that this guy has it all.

But when an expert hears this, they will definitely smile and shake their heads, hearing Hai Mingli's immaturity.

...No, that's very wrong.

He felt unusually uncomfortable touching the instrument he had practiced for many years. Whether it was climbing the grid or strumming and plucking the strings, the feeling of unfamiliarity with the technique always filled his mind.

It feels like... the game I've been playing for years is suddenly updated, and the feel is not right anymore; the road I've been walking for years is suddenly changed, and the sense of direction has changed...

For Hai Mingli, his biggest feeling is: his brain knows how to do it, but his hands don’t…

"This is……"

He wondered, was this a sign that his skills had declined?

That's not right. How could my skills decline so quickly? I've almost become a novice. When I was at my best, my foot-playing skills were better than this.

The problem did not come from the memory of the future, Hai Mingli wondered, could it be that... the problem was with this body?

At this time...how long have I been learning music...

"…Is it because my proficiency level is not up to standard?"

To become famous for playing a musical instrument, besides having natural talent, what is more important is to practice the instrument long and well enough, practicing the instrument every day until it becomes muscle memory.

At this time, he had not yet mastered his musical instruments, and the muscle memory in his brain had not yet formed, resulting in him having experience but his skills being far from what they were at their peak.

If it's a physical reason...it's really possible.

Putting down the guitar, Hai Mingli sighed: "...This is difficult."

This is really the case - if you are not good at it, just practice more.

Volume 1 Wow! : Happy Holidays!!!

Then.....

Give the kids a day off...

I've been going crazy making videos these past two days...

Make a first version of the video to get some attention, then refine it

The video is on a pink app called "Northeastern Girls Band, but Second-Hand Rose"

Please click, station B can push the flow better

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Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 178 Second-Hand Rose on the Swing

Hai Mingli lamented his youth, as his current musical skills were only at this level.

There is still a long way to go to make the song "I Want to Bloom"...

Time waits for no one, and Hai Mingli tunes the guitar strings again. The guitar notes are moving, and the sound surges into the sky like a frightened bird, and then spreads in all directions.

……

The girl hated going to school, she hated it very much.

Today is Wednesday. I have been studying for three days and there are only two days left before the holiday.

In the past, these two days would have been particularly difficult.

but now……

Holding her mother's hand, the girl with her schoolbag on her back was moving happily, tiptoeing like water drops on a lotus leaf, walking on the street on her way home.

The girl felt that it was not that difficult to endure.

"Huh? Does my Hongxia want to go home so much? She used to be so gloomy on Wednesdays~"

The girl's mother's voice was as loving as ever. She stroked her daughter's hair with one hand and still held the girl's hand with the other.

"Go home! Go home! Go home!"

If it were in the past, the girl would definitely want to go home at this moment, and she would drag her mother out for a long time.

In the end, it was not known whether her mother’s coaxing was successful or she was just tired from playing outside, but before nightfall, the girl followed her father home in a depressed mood.

But today...

The girl took her mother's hand and rushed straight into the house like a calf. Her mother could hardly hold the girl's hand.

"Ha, Xiao Hongxia, is there anything at home that you are so looking forward to?"

Ms. Yidizhi just said it casually, but unexpectedly, the girl said to her excitedly:

"Yes! I want to listen to Second Hand Rose's songs!"

-

Last night, when her sister Xingge put the earphones into the girl's ears, the girl felt her soul was cleansed.

--What's this?

The girl stared at her sister, and I asked, what is this?

The girl's reaction was self-evident. Xingge, who was singing, was stunned at first, then smiled.

My sister is still young, she is still in primary school, but she is conquered by Ershoumeigui. Is Ershoumeigui really cold? How come I become addicted to it after listening to it?

Listening to it once was not enough. Before going to bed, the girl held her sister's hand and wanted to keep the MP3. Xingge couldn't resist her, so he reminded her not to listen to it too late, then turned off the lights and closed the door.

At last……

I don’t know whether the MP3 ran out of battery first or the girl was too sleepy to open her eyes. In any case, when the girl opened her eyes blearily the next day, she saw her mother’s anxious look.

"What time is it? Why don't you get up yet?"

The girl scratched her head and wondered how late she had listened to music yesterday.

-

"I'll go back and listen to some music!" The girl took her mother's hand and hurried towards home.

This child... The mother shook her head helplessly.

When he is stubborn, he has the temper of a calf.