Chapter 129 128. When you get old! I want to be that person!
This is the second time Jiang Chen and the others have camped outside since they set off from the Magic City.
Last time it was on the beach at the seaside.
This time we were on the edge of a grassland. Not far away, we could see rolling green hills. There was a small stream winding down at the foot of the hills and passing by the roadside.
They chose to camp next to this creek, so they didn’t have to look for water.
When the car stopped, Han Qing, Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing quickly started setting up tents and preparing to cook dinner.
Jiang Chen was the most relaxed. He was sitting in the car and watching a few people busy. Only then did he remember, took out his mobile phone and uploaded the two songs he sang in the morning to the Penguin Music platform.
An English song fivehundredmiles, a song for men, it is not a sin for men to cry.
The mobile phone next to him has been turning on the live broadcast, facing a few people. More than 300,000 people in the live broadcast room are watching a few people busy setting up camp.
Jiang Chen said to the camera: "The two songs I sang this morning have been uploaded. You can download them."
There were immediately more barrages in the live broadcast room.
“Lao Jiang finally remembered this? Go download it now.”
“It’s not a sin for a man to cry. I want to listen to this song but don’t dare to. I’m afraid to do it again. Cry once."
"Get off immediately. Zai, Lao Jiang, you really don’t take us, the audience, seriously. I told you in the morning to upload it as soon as possible once you’ve finished recording it, but you didn’t even think of uploading it until now?”
"Download, download..."
"Lao Jiang is enjoying himself so much. There are several beauties serving you, and you are sitting here leisurely like a landlord..."
"Hahaha, Lao Jiang is really here to enjoy himself."< br>
“Lao Jiang’s magical days...”
“Lao Jiang, are you still missing someone? I can chat with you and brag.”
“Lao Jiang...”
...
Jiang Chen looked at the barrage, then looked back at Han Qing and others who were busy. First, he set up his tent and placed it in the middle. The tents of the five of them were surrounding it. All around, protecting his tent in the middle, a five-pointed star was formed.
Chen Xiaojia set up a simple barbecue grill and a stove to cook some side dishes, and also took out a few bottles of beer.
The ingredients were all brought from the capital, many of which were prepared by Wang Fei and Li Wenjun. Yan Ruyu prepared them for them, and they were all absolutely the best ingredients.
There are also many snacks and snacks that can be eaten directly. Wang Fei, Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu and others made them for him, which is enough for him to eat for several days.
Jiang Chen pulled the recliner over and lay on it. He picked up the snacks Wang Fei made for him and ate it. He looked up at the clear sky and felt a trace of indulgence in his heart. He shouted loudly: "Just grow old." Don’t wake up alone..."
This is his favorite lyric during his ideal thirties.
Just grow old, don’t fall into loneliness!
At this time, he had so many friends around him, and he was indeed never lonely again.
Many viewers in the live broadcast room also typed out the lyrics.
"Just sing, squint your eyes..."
"Lao Jiang, let's sing an ideal thirty-year-old song. I love this song."
"Lao Jiang, let's play an ideal thirty-year-old song. …”
“Lao Jiang…”
…
Many viewers in the live broadcast room wanted Jiang Chen to sing the song "Ideal Thirty Years" again.
This is the first original song Jiang Chen sang during a live broadcast on Douyue. It was also the first song that amazed many viewers. This song started his extraordinary journey.
In Beijing, Wang Fei was sitting alone in the backyard living room, with a large-screen tablet in front of her, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. Li Wenjun, Yan Ruyu, and Sophia did not stay here anymore. After all, There is no reason for them to stay here with Wang Fei.
Wang Fei looked at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen, sitting there leisurely looking at the scenery, eating snacks made by herself, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then Wang Fei turned to look to the side The authentic works of Jiang Chen's works hanging on the wall made her eyes flash with joy, especially when she saw the pair of plum blossoms given to her by Jiang Chen. Tears welled up in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to wipe it and continued to look at it. Live screen.
In the courtyard not far behind, Li Wenjun was also watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast, and hummed along with Jiang Chen's voice: "You long to leave, but there is nowhere to stop..."
Holding his chin with both hands, Li Wenjun looked at the Qingping painting hanging on the opposite wall and smiled happily, even happily.
"The clouds are like the clothes and the flowers are like the appearance...Am I really that good-looking in his eyes?"
Li Wenjun thought happily.
At the same time, Yan Ruyu was in Shuimu's single apartment dormitory, watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast and calling her home.
“Oh, I saw it!”
Yan Ruyu truthfully replied to her mother: "I saw it, he is very nice!"
The mother on the other side said with certainty: "Nonsense, he must be nice. Your dad, me, and your grandpa all saw it. Watch his live broadcast. Your grandfather is like a maniac now, watching his live video every day and copying his works. From your grandfather's words, this young man's talent is astonishing to all China. He is unique throughout the ages. Each of his works will be passed down through the ages and is destined to go down in history."
"We are worried now whether you are worthy of others. ."
Yan Ruyu was speechless after hearing what her mother said.
Before, they were worried that she had high standards and felt that no one was good enough for her.
Now I am afraid that I am not worthy of Jiang Chen...
Yan Ruyu muttered: "Mom, your daughter is also a talented woman, right? I am Dr. Shuimu, a member of the Rongcheng Calligraphy Association and a member of the Writers Association. You are a professor of Sichuan University, Mr. My father is the dean and vice president of Sichuan University, my grandfather is the retired president of Sichuan University, and my brother is a university student. Rich man, our family is not bad either!”
A loud voice came over the phone instantly: “Your conditions are not bad, but the one from Beijing University has much better conditions than you. Li Wenjun and Wang Fei, the bartender who Jiang Chen goes to eat every day, are no worse than you when they let you meet people before! Family, you are still reserved and missed a few days. Otherwise, maybe you can get a piece of work written by Jiang Chen."
"Jiang Chen graduated from Sichuan University, your dad. It was proposed at the meeting last time that when Jiang Chen returns to Chengdu, he would be invited back to his alma mater to give an exchange class and to be invited back to school to teach. "
After hearing her mother's scolding, Yan Ruyu felt a little regretful in her heart. When Jiang Chen first arrived in the capital, she was a little reserved and didn't go to see Jiang Chen. She thought she would wait for Jiang Chen to find her, but Jiang Chen didn't even go to see her at all. Not looking for her, she had to take the initiative to contact Jiang Chen, and was unable to meet and get along with Jiang Chen immediately.
Otherwise, she felt that she was no worse than Wang Fei and Li Wenjun, and she would definitely get the works presented by Jiang Chen.
When she thought of the one-cut plum painting that Wang Fei got and the Qingping tone that Li Wenjun got, a trace of envy flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes.
However, after hearing what my mother said about inviting Jiang Chen to return to Sichuan University to teach, Yan Ruyu reminded: "Mom, Jiang Chen was invited by Peking University and Shuimu to teach, but Jiang Chen refused."
< br>My mother immediately said: "That's because Jiang Chen is not familiar with them, but our Sichuan University is Jiang Chen's alma mater, and Jiang Chen is also a native of Rongcheng. He will definitely not reject us. The conditions we give him are better than those of Beijing University. Don't mention it. This is it, you Care about yourself, seize the opportunity, contact Jiang Chen more often, be proactive, don't be afraid of losing face, people like Jiang Chen may not appear once in a thousand years, don't miss it if you meet him, otherwise you will be in trouble in the future. I will regret it forever."
Yan Ruyu whispered: "I took the initiative, but they ignored me! I have never taken the initiative with a boy, and he is the first one I have ever had. I don't know. How to get along?”
Mom: "Then you should be more proactive. Women chase men. As long as you take the initiative, there is nothing you can't catch up with. If you don't succeed, then you are not proactive enough."
Yan Ruyu was speechless after hearing this, and took the initiative to go Meeting a boy and helping him cook is the only thing he has done to a boy in his life, so he wants to be more proactive?
How about just confessing your feelings directly?
As a Sichuan girl, Yan Ruyu has a bit of a fierce personality, so she doesn’t reject it. When she meets someone she likes, she can confess directly, but Jiang Chen’s attitude makes her afraid of failing to confess. Once the confession fails, she may not be able to confess in the future. No chance again.
This layer of window paper has not been pierced yet, there is still a chance. Yan Ruyu: "Jiang Chen said that he doesn't want to talk about marriage now."
Mom: "Then don't put pressure on him, just give him care and make him happy! Your dad and your grandpa said that if you two get together, you won't need anything and you will be married to Rongcheng. The house, a villa, and your shares in your brother’s company will all be taken away by you!”
Yan Ruyu listened! , feeling a little more confident, said: "Okay, I will give it a try."
Mom: "Anyway, try your best, don't be pretentious. By the way, you will graduate next year, what are your plans?" "
Yan Ruyu: "Director Yang has given me a place to stay in school. I am considering it. "
Mom: "That's up to you! However, I suggest you see where Jiang Chen is and follow him."
After hearing the silence, Yan Ruyu looked at the live broadcast screen. Jiang Chen was holding a guitar and playing. While playing the guitar and singing Ideal Thirty, he said to his mother: "Jiang Chen's state, maybe I will live in seclusion and retire later. Why should I follow him?”
Mom: “Don’t think so much now. You should contact them more, build a good relationship, and be more proactive.”
Yan Ruyu: "I know!"
Hung up the phone.
Yan Ruyu held her cell phone and looked at Jiang Chen, who was playing guitar and singing about his ideal thirties. He hesitated for a moment and sent Jiang Chen a text message: "Be safe on the road and take care of yourself. It's late autumn and the temperature in the Northeast is starting to cool down."
< br>On the live broadcast screen, Jiang Chen just sang After finishing this ideal thirty-year-old song, I picked up my phone and saw the text message from Yan Ruyu. I immediately replied with a few words in front of the live camera: "Okay, thank you, and take care of yourself."
Yan Ruyu reads Upon hearing Jiang Chen's reply, he breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.
She was afraid that Jiang Chen would ignore her.
As long as she can still chat with Jiang Chen, she feels that she has a chance.
"Let me take care of myself! He is caring about me."
Yan Ruyu suddenly felt happy and bright, as if she had eaten the most delicious chocolate.
......
At this time, Jiang Chen just sang an old song "Ideal Thirty" on a whim. He was in a very good mood. He replied to Yan Ruyu's message of concern and watched the live broadcast room. , seeing that there were more than 600,000 people online at this time.
Looking back at Han Qing and Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia and the others were making dinner together, waving and smiling at him.
As a chef, Chen Xiaojia smiled and said: "You can eat it in a while."
Jiang Chen waved to Chen Xiaojia: "Okay, I'm not hungry yet!"
I just ate. With the snacks made by Fei, Jiang Chen was indeed not very hungry anymore. Looking at Zhu Zhu With the darkening sky, the swaying flames, and the wafting fragrance, he turned to the live camera and said: "It's time to eat later, I will sing a new song for everyone and then go off the air."
The more than 600,000 viewers in the live broadcast room immediately became excited.
“Wow, the third new song today, Jiang Chen is really prolific.”
"I have been watching Lao Jiang's live broadcast all day today, and I finally waited for a new song."
"Ideal thirty just now, Lao Jiang sang so tastefully."
"Lao Jiang I like any song.”< br>
“Lao Jiang is really envious of this life, singing songs, watching the scenery, eating barbecue...”
“Lao Jiang, come to Mudanjiang quickly, I’m already here, waiting here. You.”
"Old Jiang..."
...
Jiang Chen didn't speak any more and slowly played the guitar.
The guitar rhythm is soothing and low, extremely relaxing, as if you are walking outside or sitting on a recliner reading a book.
Jiang Chen smiled and said to the live broadcast camera: "This song is called When You Get Old."
After saying that, Jiang Chen sang his own song along with the guitar.
The singing sounds are eloquent, as if they are chatting and telling stories.
“When you get old, your hair becomes gray.”
“Drowsy.”
“When you get old, you can’t walk anymore.”
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"Napping by the fire, reminiscing about youth."
"How many people have loved you when you were young and happy."
"Admired your beauty, falsely or sincerely."
"Only one person still loves your pious divorce."
"Love the wrinkles on your old face..."
Jiang Chen sang, his voice was like a stream flowing beside him, with a warm smile on his face, as if he was telling his own story.
Many viewers in the live broadcast room immediately launched barrages, and the number of people online once again exceeded 700,000, and it is still rising rapidly.
“It sounds good, it sounds good, my heart is trembling when I hear it.”
“Lao Jiang is painting a cake for us again. Does this kind of love exist?”
"Is this what Lao Jiang imagined?"
"Lao Jiang's new song is absolutely heartwarming."
"I have goosebumps all over my body!"
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Beijing, Shuimu.
Listening to Jiang Chen’s singing, Yan Ruyu’s eyes once again filled with water. She held her phone and wanted to send Jiang Chen a message several times, but she held it back and stared closely at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen. , whispered: "You guy, you keep talking about not dating, not getting married, and wanting to live alone forever, but every song is longing for a beautiful world of two people."
"You keep drawing cakes for me, what do you want your child to do?"
Said excitedly, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but speak her hometown dialect, complaining a little, feeling that she was in a dilemma.
On the Houhai side, Wang Fei was also hesitating whether to send a message to Jiang Chen. She picked up her phone several times and put it down. In the end, she still held her phone tightly, stared at the live broadcast, and listened intently to Jiang Chen. singing.
Li Wenjun, who was in another courtyard not far away, took the initiative to send a message to Jiang Chen: "I am willing to be the person who loves your soul and wrinkles!"
(End of Chapter)< br>