Entertainment: Write songs with your life, the whole network begs me not to die

Chapter 529 Enlightenment to Hua Chengyu!
Da Zhangwei was talking various words to divert Hua Chengyu's attention, trying to relax as much as possible, so Lin Fan heard Da Zhangwei's following words.

"Actually, don't think too much about it. If this person has no dreams, what's the difference between being carefree and carefree?"

"In a word, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up."

"No one can make you give up your dream, you will give up if you try it yourself."

Listening to what Da Zhang Wei said more and more, the more he said, the more he said, the more he talked, Lin Fan had one head and two big heads, it was obvious that watching the excitement was not a big deal, he shouldn't let Da Zhang Wei divert Hua Chengyu's attention first.

Lin Fan hurriedly arrested Da Zhangwei to prevent him from uttering any more eloquent words.

Lin Fan sat where Zhang Wei had just been, about one meter away from Hua Chengyu. From this angle, Lin Fan could see all of Hua Chengyu's expressions.

Seeing Hua Chengyu's dull eyes, he was obviously trapped in his own world. It seems that he didn't listen to Da Zhangwei's words just now. Lin Fan was relieved, and immediately sent Da Zhangwei to buy water.

Da Zhangwei also understood that Lin Fan was trying to distract him so that he could talk to Hua Chengyu, so he nodded and came to the door, and brought the door up thoughtfully.

Seeing Hua Chengyu's half-dead appearance, Lin Fan sighed and said, "Tell me, what happened, or what happened to you."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Hua Chengyu's eyelids twitched, but he didn't want to speak. He still had that unpredictable appearance.

The windows were covered by curtains so that no light from the outside could come in. The only light source in the room shone brightly above Hua Chengyu's head, casting a haze.

Lin Fan sighed, got up and opened the curtains slightly, then turned off the lights.

The room was dark for a moment, except for a little light that fell on the ground from the gap in the curtains that had just been drawn.

Lin Fan sat back to the position just now, and said again: "How about it, let's talk about it."

This time Hua Chengyu did not remain silent. He moved his mouth and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I am very confused."

After saying this, the room fell into silence again. Lin Fan was not in a hurry, and just waited, waiting for Hua Chengyu to speak again.

Time passed bit by bit, the two of them seemed to be asleep, they didn't speak, the air was so stagnant, and the sound of the heart beating could be vaguely heard.

"I feel like I can't do anything right."

Hua Chengyu spoke again with a slightly hoarse voice, full of entanglement, helplessness and confusion.

Seeing that Hua Chengyu was willing to talk, Lin Fan no longer remained silent: "Because of the confusion of the song?"

After listening to Lin Fan's words, Hua Chengyu didn't speak again, but his rapid breathing proved that what he said was right.

Lin Fan's mind suddenly became clear, and an idea gradually formed in his mind.

"You are confused because of the song I wrote for you, right?"

Although Lin Fan used interrogative sentences, his words had an affirmative tone.

Under the light of the music, Lin Fan saw Hua Chengyu fell back, onto the back of the sofa, raised his head, and took a long breath, only to hear his narration coming from his ear.

"Mr. Lin Fan, I know it's wrong for me to do this, but when I wrote my own songs, I found that the style and feeling of my writing are similar to the style of the songs you gave me. This is really what I want. Did I write it, is this really my creation, these kinds of thoughts have been circling in my mind."

"Mr. Lin Fan, I really admire you, even envy you. I envy you for creating so many popular songs and your creative ability. I want to be like you, but when I pick up my pen , but my mind is full of all kinds of doubts, I can’t make this sum, am I a bad guy, I envy and resist at the same time.”

Hua Chengyu covered his eyes with the back of his hand to resist the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

After hearing all this, Lin Fan felt uncomfortable. He understood why Hua Chengyu was confused, and he was vaguely afraid that the songs he created would not be loved by everyone, because the songs Lin Fan gave him made him really happy. It's too hot.

At this level of popularity, Hua Chengyu became timid, afraid to act, and even looked left and right. This is really a big problem for a creative singer.

"I want to ask you a question, do you really want to be a singer-songwriter?"

Lin Fan's cold voice sounded, echoing in Hua Chengyu's ear.

Without waiting for Hua Chengyu's answer, Lin Fan continued: "If you want to become a singer-songwriter, you must be firm in your heart. The first thing you need to understand is that the songs you create are only for yourself, because you want to create songs To create, not to please anyone."

"I understand that your heart is full of confusion. Since you want to create and don't want to be affected by my songs, then you should think about it, your original intention, what is the song that made your heart tremble when you first heard it? , That, is your direction."

"I'm sorry I've brought you such a big image, but I'm a songwriter, I'm not a singer, and the songs I write have one purpose, and that's fire. You guys are very different from me, so don't be fooled Influenced by those songs, listen to the voice in your heart more.”

Lin Fan's words fluttered in the air, and finally all of them entered Hua Chengyu's ears. He could feel his heart beating because of Lin Fan's words, and he could feel the flow of his blood.

It seemed that something was about to burst out of the ground, like mushrooms after a spring rain, and began to expand wildly, spreading, until it enveloped his whole body.

The mind seems to be disconnected from reality.

Yes, his original intention, what was his original intention?

A picture flashed before his eyes, and he grabbed it suddenly, yes, that was his original intention.

When he heard the explosive song for the first time, his heart beat infinitely, and his eyes seemed to twinkle like stars. What was he thinking at that time, yes, what he thought was that one day, he would also stand on the stage and give Others bring different explosive songs.

He wants to use different songs, wants everyone to hear songs with different feelings, and wants to express his inner cry on stage.

Isn't this the motivation for him to persevere for so long? Isn't this also the throbbing in his heart at the beginning? How could he forget it.

Warmth flowed in the blood, and the cold hands had already warmed up. Hua Chengyu stood up, came to the window, and opened all the curtains.

The sun shone in for a moment, like the clouds gradually dissipating after the rain, and the light that shone into the earth also shone into his heart at the same time.

The cloud had cleared, Hua Chengyu smiled, and his eyes were full of smiles and relaxation after the rain.

It seems that he has looked away.

"Mr. Lin Fan, thank you, don't worry, I will not let you down."

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and the warm eyes gradually became firmer, as if making a statement or making an oath.

(End of this chapter)