Chapter 7 Regret
Chapter 7 Regret
When Xu Jinyan returned to his dormitory, it was already eleven o'clock. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw three pairs of eyes staring straight at him.
Xu Jinyan hesitated for a moment, then went to the table to get a pen and said, "Take them all out, I'll sign them, I'll sign them, okay?"
"Damn" *3.
The four of them were laughing and joking, chatting and talking. The gist of their conversation was this:
"You're awesome."
"I am indeed awesome."
"You're awesome."
"I'm really awesome."
"Why are you like this...?"
"That's really how I am..."
When Xu Jinyan heard that these people were there and were even planning to treat him to some barbecue, he immediately said, "I'll arrange it for tomorrow noon. Don't worry about saving money for me."
"All done."
Then they saw that Xu Jinyan's phone kept ringing, and they all sighed, "Jinyan, she's become famous."
Yu Han said, "It should be people who got your WeChat through various means, and then there are various companies that are preparing to sign you."
Pang Lei: "That awesome?"
"Of course! That's what good music is like. You don't need to understand the lyrics to be moved. We're not music students, but we still get teary-eyed. Even laymen can understand it, so how can the experts remain unmoved?"
Kong Chun said, "It really is true. The drumming at the beginning was already so depressing, and Jin Yan sang with such emotion. When that interlude started, I just couldn't stand it."
Seeing that Jin Yan's phone was so busy, the three of them didn't want to take up too much of her time, so they each went about their own business.
Xu Jinyan opened his phone and began replying to messages one by one. His relatives, classmates, and friends all sent their congratulations. He couldn't reply too perfunctorily, or he would easily be seen as arrogant. As he replied to each message, his fingers became a little numb.
He was never this busy in his past life. In his previous life, the two words he replied to most often were: "Received".
Then, he received a message from Nanfeng.
"Junior brother, your performance today was amazing, keep it up!"
He had to give a serious reply. After thinking for a moment, he expressed his shame at not being able to accept his senior's evaluation today, and then complained a little about why he hadn't been told in advance that she would be a judge.
This shows that he is humble and grateful, yet also approachable.
After chatting for a while, Nanfeng said, "You should have been contacted by some companies today. I suggest you don't think about these things for now and focus on preparing for the finals. The better your results, the wider your range of choices and the more favorable the conditions will be."
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Sister Nan."
After the chat ended, he couldn't resist listening to Nanfeng's song, and then he realized that his father was indeed suited to be a teacher.
After professional training, Nanfeng's voice has a lot of texture and is very story-telling. Her singing style even has the feel of a mature and elegant princess, cold and profound.
This kind of timbre is indeed rare in the Chinese music scene, no wonder she can become a top-tier singer.
The dormitory lights are already off.
Xu Jinyan lay on the bed and opened the system panel.
[Host: Xu Jinyan]
【Feature: Memory Palace】
Positive sentiment score: 34567
Negative sentiment score: 3456
【Skill:……】
Just two hours after the match ended, the positive sentiment value had already exceeded 30,000, but compared to the two thousand spectators at the venue and the nearly one hundred thousand people watching the live broadcast, this number was obviously very small.
Xu Jinyan opened a log-like interface with doubt. She could see that she had only received a few hundred positive emotions in the last three hours, and a large number of her emotions were between 1 and 3 points.
After doing some research, he understood that in reality, most people listen to songs simply because they like the song itself, and they don't really care about the singer.
Even for a king of pop, the proportion of people who have heard his songs, like his songs, are willing to spend money, go to his concerts, and sit in the front row of his concerts is always exaggerated.
What's more, he's an ordinary person.
However, he wasn't in a hurry. As time passed, his positive emotional value was steadily accumulating, and he didn't currently have any skills that urgently needed improvement. Furthermore, he believed that as he "created" more good music and gained a "label"-like effect, his positive emotional value would continue to grow.
Then, Xu Jinyan turned his attention to the negative emotion value. Oh my? It's reached four digits, 3456 points. Let him see which little cuties are at it.
Wang Yizhen, well, he has the most.
Hua Chenyu also provided some, and among the other four contestants, except for Xiao Tian, they all provided some as well.
Hua Chenyu has the most entries, which is understandable. In previous years, Hua Chenyu's performance would have made him a shoo-in for the championship. However, with someone like him appearing, there won't be much suspense in this competition, unless Hua Chenyu presents a work like "Anhe Bridge" in the finals.
To his surprise, Tian Xiwei didn't give any negative emotions at all. Was she really that magnanimous? He even went back to the positive emotions section and actually found 99 points of positive emotions provided by Tian Xiwei.
Really don't poke!
It's worth mentioning that the system has a built-in filtering and retrieval function, making it easy for him to find the target's emotional value among thousands of messages.
That's true, a system shouldn't be such an inconvenient thing.
Xu Jinyan turned off the system and drifted off to sleep, eager to collect 10,000 negative emotion points as soon as possible to unlock the next feature.
Just then, a melody from the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) began to slowly gain traction online, and edited clips appeared on various streaming platforms, immersing more and more people in the music.
When people first come across this video, they might just listen slowly, not really paying attention or focusing on the lyrics. It's only when the interlude starts that they get goosebumps, then they rewind the video to the beginning and listen carefully from start to finish, not missing a single detail, until the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) sounds again, striking deep into their souls once more.
Then it becomes an infinite loop.
The opening barrage of comments was filled with "One more time!"
Some people will pay attention to who the singer is, some will pay attention to what kind of program it is, while many more will reminisce about past regrets.
In the comments section below the video, more and more stories emerged. They were just simple words, but they resonated with people in the middle of the night. This resonance is called—regret!
Grandma, I miss you!
"It's been so long since Grandma said to me, 'My darling, you're back.'"
"I thought I had forgotten that past and that my heart had hardened, but I never expected it to be so vulnerable."
"My grandma saw me off at the bridge as I went to university, smiling and saying that she would build me a new house when I came back. Five years later, I came back with the money to build the house, but the bridge was demolished, and her name became a name on a monument."
"Three years ago at Yanjing West Railway Station, she clutched her train ticket to the south and said, 'Don't see me off.' Now I've married someone else."
"..."
Naturally, this year's "Heavenly Voices and Soulmates" competition has begun to attract more and more attention, with people finding the videos and watching them from the beginning.
It's hard to say whether being in the same cohort as Xu Jinyan is lucky or unlucky. The other contestants also gained some attention, especially Hua Chenyu and Tian Xiwei. One of them has good songwriting skills, and the other has outstanding vocal qualities.
Of course, more attention has turned to Xu Jinyan.
Meanwhile, Xu Jinyan's positive emotions continued to accumulate and flow continuously.
PNB