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Chapter 142 This Is My First Kiss (4, Please Subscribe Automatically)

After Deng Ziqi read the lyrics of "Bubble", she fell silent and read the lyrics again.

Wang Cong did not bother Deng Ziqi and let her immerse herself in the world of the lyrics.

Unknowingly, twenty minutes passed and the Blue Mountain coffee poured for Deng Ziqi was already cold.

Deng Ziqi looked at the lyrics in front of her, and the corners of her eyes turned red again.

Although she has not experienced any emotional experience, let alone any emotional trauma.

But excellent musical works can make people resonate deeply and empathize with them.

Even Deng Ziqi, whose emotional experience is like a blank slate, can still learn from the lyrics of "Bubble".

Feel the pain of broken love, feel the helplessness of crying for love.

I saw a lovelorn woman who was trapped by love, and I saw the beautiful bubbles under the sun bursting at the touch of a finger, which was very much like my own love.

Then the following lyrics are the true expression of a lovelorn woman walking alone on the street.

Recalling the touch points in this broken love, I thought that at the beginning of love, I was also the one who was loved.

But people's hearts change easily, but people's hearts change easily, and people's hearts are fickle.

The lovelorn woman also felt the changes in her husband, and began to learn to struggle and want to slowly come out.

Even comfort yourself, love can be broken like a bubble, no need to be sad.

But after all, she couldn't escape the tearing in her heart, hating the man's false promise with all her heart.

And it is this part of the lyrics that is the emotional burst point of the entire song and reaches the climax of the song.

But in the end, the bird retreated into the forest and landed on a vast white ground. Everything was calm again.

The lovelorn woman regained her emotions again and began to look at this broken love calmly.

"Bubble" is an obviously sad love song. The subject matter is not outstanding and is very common.

In the entire Chinese music scene, basically 70% of the songs are related to love, telling stories about the love between children and romance.

But "Bubble" is different from other love songs. The emotion of "Bubble" is very tense.

And the visual sense of this song is also very strong, which makes people feel very immersed in it.

And the spiritual core displayed by this song is not difficult to guess.

Bubbles are fragile, glass is fragile, and love is even more fragile.

In fact, all the good things in the world are extremely fragile, but they have a common characteristic.

There is always a moment that makes you feel that the world is worth it.

Beautiful things naturally perish, but as long as you know how to cherish the things in front of you, then many things can be collected.

It is easy to fall in love, but difficult to stay together. How many people can't escape the phrase "beautiful beauty bids farewell to the mirror and flowers bid farewell to the tree". If you cherish the person in front of you, your time will pass quickly.

After about three minutes, Deng Ziqi walked out of the world of "Bubble" and raised her head.

At this time, the look in Wang Cong's eyes showed confusion, shock, and a hint of admiration.

"Wang Cong, is this song really your original creation?"

"What kind of inspiration did you have to create this song "Bubble"?"

Hearing Deng Ziqi's inquiry, Wang Cong took a sip of the cafe and spoke softly.

"Of course I wrote this song myself, and as for the creative inspiration, I certainly didn't experience emotional trauma myself.

My emotional experience has been smooth sailing. But this does not prevent me from knowing the essence of love. "

"And I have also read some excellent love literature, such as "The Hunchback of Notre Dame."

For example, "Wuthering Heights", "Gone with the Wind", etc. are all good books about tragic love.

"So I found inspiration from it and wrote the song "Bubble"."

"I already had a draft of the lyrics and music score of this song, so I was able to write it out within half an hour."

Wang Cong is well-reasoned and neither humble nor arrogant, making it impossible for anyone to notice that he is lying.

After hearing Wang Cong's explanation, Deng Ziqi nodded and then smiled.

"Wang Cong, you didn't lie to me. You are indeed a musical talent. The quality of this song "Bubble".

It is indeed much better than the music works I brought. Compared with "Bubble", those music works are indeed a bit rubbish. "

Deng Ziqi spoke softly, and now her heart was slowly opening up to Wang Cong.

After all, Wang Cong wrote a very high-quality song for her when they first met, and he can be considered her noble person.

For Deng Ziqi, she urgently needs excellent songs to help her gain a foothold in the mainland so that she can fly higher in the future.

But something came to mind that made Deng Ziqi feel shy again and lowered her head.

"Wang Cong, you wrote this song "Bubble" for me. I really don't know how to thank you. I..."

Deng Ziqi was also a little embarrassed at this time. She didn't have much money, and it was all useful.

To express gratitude with money would really be a bit insulting to Wang Cong, the son of Wanda Group.

But she had just arrived in Yanjing and had nothing else.

Wang Cong smiled slightly, naturally seeing through Deng Ziqi's psychology.

It is impossible for Wang Cong not to be tempted by such a beautiful young female singer.

0…Please give me flowers…

But Wang Cong is not in a hurry, knowing that Deng Ziqi is relatively young and can take her time.

"I wrote this song for you without any financial reward from you, I just feel like you are Guan Zhilin's cousin.

I am Guan Zhilin's friend, and she told me about you again, so if I can help, I will still help you. It's just a little effort.

"But if you really want to thank me, go shopping with me in the evening.

It can just lead you to appreciate the bustling night scene of Yanjing and get familiar with the environment here. "

Hearing this, Deng Ziqi's face became a little excited, and she almost reached out to hug Wang Cong.

"That's great, I'm also thinking of visiting Yanjing these days, but I've always heard about it.

Yanjing is a very beautiful city that I yearn for very much. It would be really great if you take me there. "

"Well, don't rush to publish the song "Bubble" yet."

"Ah? Why." Deng Ziqi was a little confused because she wanted to use "Bubble" to quickly increase her popularity.

"Because I think this song deserves a bigger platform. As for what platform, you will know after a while.

"Okay, Brother Cong, I'll listen to you, hehe."

Deng Ziqi smiled and spoke, and her title changed from Wang Cong to Brother Cong.

Obviously, Wang Cong's weight in her heart has increased a lot.

When the two walked out of the coffee shop, Deng Ziqi held Wang Cong's hand.

When this pair of handsome men and beautiful women appeared on the street, others were naturally envious.

Wang Cong is also an expert at grooming girls. He had a lot of fun with Deng Ziqi who came out of Yanjing.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that the two stopped having fun, returned to Shijia Hutong, and arranged another room for Deng Ziqi.

"Deng Ziqi, you can stay here tonight, and I will arrange a hotel for you tomorrow, and you can stay there in the future.

Instead of paying for rent, as for food, you can come to the canteen of Yuanda Film and Television and just give me my name. "

Deng Ziqi was naturally moved when she heard that Wang Cong had made such detailed arrangements for herself.

I don’t know where I found the courage, but I hugged Wang Cong directly, and then gave Wang Cong a pout on his mouth.

He came close to Wang Cong's ear and whispered, "Brother Cong, this is my first kiss."

After saying that, he acted like a child who had done something wrong and left quickly.

Wang Cong, who stayed where he was, was also a little lost, as if he was recalling the residual heat of this incident.

Wang Cong didn't think much and just went to bed. After all, he had to meet a big shot tomorrow.