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This was accompanied by a loud roar of excitement.

"You can't scold me, la la la la."

It is Ba Guang.

After half an hour, after fighting desperately with the scum in the comment area, Ba Guang felt refreshed and in a good mood.

"Now I feel comfortable, and start to work."

Reopening the slag wave, he began to sweep the list one by one.

As a professional music critic, Ba Guang is very different from others. One is that he has a very professional music literacy. He just studied music at university. The reason why he did not become a musician is just because he likes more than making music. listen.

The other is that he is very professional.

This profession is not only because of his professional knowledge, but also because of his attitude.

Although there are too many bad music on music websites now, he still listens to every one of them.

At this moment, he was doing this job, listening to them one by one from top to bottom, but half an hour passed, he scanned dozens of songs, but none of them could be heard.

"Now that this music student has taken the wrong medicine? What are all these things made? I can't understand it even if I pick up people's teeth

It wasn't until a song called Insincere that he finally showed some interest on his face.

Not because of the title of the song, but because the song is sung by Li Qiuxin.

He remembered her and saw her live. This is a very powerful singer, but he remembers that there has been no news about this singer for several years.

"I didn't expect to play a new song silently now?"

Thinking about him directly point to open, and then he saw surprised him another message, he saw the song's lyricist: Xilin.

"Huh? Is it him?"

The Internet has no memory, even in the music industry, this memory is very short.

I want to see you that the discussion caused by this song only lasted for three days and then gradually weakened. Apart from its musicality, no one talked about its topicality.

And Xilin, who was sitting, was even less concerned.

But Ba Guang remembered him, and he was still looking forward to seeing his work again, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

"This makes me even more curious about this song, or pop rock? Hope not to disappoint me too much."

Then the song began to play, but it only played for more than 20 seconds, and Ba Guang stopped.

He frowned for a long time, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, he got up and found a headset to plug in the computer, pulled back the progress bar, and started playing again.

This time he heard clearly.

The beginning of this song was directly synthesized by the effect device, with a mysterious sound, and it continued to advance.

Then human voices sounded, and the background was a physical piano. In a whispering narration, the emotion of the song continued to progress.

Hearing this, he thinks this song is pretty good, very good, just judging from the atmosphere of some early music, you can hear the production of this song, very sophisticated and advanced.

He continued to listen.Search for books www.soshuba.net

But after this, he never made any useful evaluation and analysis, not to say that this song is like this, but to be completely attracted by this song.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was a critic, and he was brought in directly by this song.

Especially that section: May you always be well, may you always know how to fly, and may you really love someone, someone and that person, and know where warmth comes from.

I am so strong, may I always be kind, may I really fall in love with someone, someone, that person is not in a hurry, is what my heart wants.

And this is just the main song. As the chorus progresses, his goose bumps burst instantly, and his emotions keep pushing upward!

Keep pushing!

Led by Li Qiuxin's seemingly speaking voice, he seemed to be caught in this kind of contradiction where he could not speak, and what he said was just insincere.

The whole song is four minutes and twenty seconds.

He was immersed for four minutes and twenty seconds.

Until the end of the whole song, he was still immersed in this emotion, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

As an old commentator, he hasn't had a situation like this for a long time, so he subconsciously wiped his face and his hands were watery.

He couldn't help crying unexpectedly.

Even he himself was a little shocked by his reaction, such a song, such a kind of emotional advancement, he had never expected before he heard this song.

He couldn't help but click on the song, listen to it again, over and over again, six times, before he stopped, and the whole person finally got used to this emotional atmosphere.

But six times, instead of getting tired of the song, he knew the song better.

Except for the mood and melody of this song, the production of this song is definitely very sophisticated. With the dozen or so tracks, even professionals like him can't tell all the content for a while.

He couldn't help but to see who was the producer of this song, and then saw a familiar name Xilin.

Kou Zhun didn't care about the signature producer, but Xue Weike had no shame and wrote the name as himself, so it was Xilin.

"Not only does it take over the lyrics and music, but also produces, and it's still at this level of production. Who is this person? Where did it come from? How could it be possible that there was no wind before? Could it be that some great god has hidden his name? The new vest?"

Ba Guang stared at the screen with a shocked look, full of thoughts.

If before listening to this song, he was only optimistic about Xilin looking forward to his work, then after listening to this song, he is really anxious to know the person in the series.

But searching for information about this name in Baidu entries, except for the previous missing you, is 0.

But this did not delay his comment on writing this song.

But looking at the screen for a long time, he, an old critic, didn't know what he should write.

After thinking about it for a long time, he wrote the title: Whatever your heart desires, just follow the past

As for the whole review, he rarely did music production, chord arrangement, and professional analysis of singing skills. He told a story.

A lover who fell in love had to separate, and when they were parting, they told each other the last words of the story.

And all the language is just to explain one sentence-insincere.

The difference is that when you are full of heart, you only say blessings, only insincere.

When I was young, I didn't express my meaning, and I grew up insincere.

May you always be well, and may you know how to fly.