In a bedroom of a large flat on the outskirts.
At midnight, Wang Qiu was still on the phone with the company:
âIf Xian Yu doesnât release a song in November, weâll set our schedule for November. Now that the new artist season has been canceled, we donât need to give way to new artists in November. New artists have their own chartsâ¦â
Before the integration, November was Qin Continentâs new artist season.
Every November, only new artists could release songs, and artists who had already debuted would not release songs in November.
This was Qin Continentâs highly acclaimed new artist protection system.
Later, with the increase of singers after the integration, November was no longer enough to provide protection for new artists, so the Literature and Art Association issued a new regulationâ
To abolish the rule of November as the new artist season!
This was not to squeeze the living space of new artists, but to protect new artists. From now on, new artists could release songs at any time. However, their works would no longer compete with artists who had already debuted, but would have a dedicated new artist new song chart.
When this regulation was released, it was generally well received.
New artists didnât have to wait until November for their chance, and artists who had already debuted didnât have to give up competing for the November new song chart.
Some music companies even specifically guarded the new artist new song chart and tried to recruit any potential talents that appeared.
âOkay.â
The person on the other end of the phone said, âThen letâs see what movement Xian Yu makes this month. Iâll also inquire about Starlight, you just wait for my good news here.â
âUm, hang up.â
Wang Qiu looked at the computer. It was already twelve zero five.
âEager to listen to the song?â
âYeah, letâs see if our departure as three artists was the right decision.â
âOkay, Iâll listen too.â
After hanging up the phone, Wang Qiu looked at the computer.
Xian Yu released a song in October, three top-tier singers withdrew, and Wang Qiu was one of the three top-tier singers who announced the change of schedule.
He stayed up this late just to wait for Xian Yuâs new song. So, after hanging up the phone, he immediately put on his headphones and found this newly released song âWhite Rose,â which dominated the largest promo banner on the player.
Lyrics: Xian Yu
Composer: Xian Yu
Singer: Sun Yaohuo
Seeing the name Sun Yaohuo, Wang Qiuâs eyes flashed with envy, and then he clicked to play the song.
The prelude was very familiar.
Exactly the same as âRed Roseâ.
If you just listen to the prelude without looking at the song name, everyone would think that this is âRed Roseâ.
But with the start of the singing, this thought was immediately shattered:
âWhite as white teeth, passion swallowed up, champagne has long since evaporated completely; white as a white moth sinking back into the mundane world, looking down at a memorial tablet; but when love suddenly changes into an annoyance, just like a dirty filth donât mention; silent with a smile, roses with thorns in return, only trust in defenseâ¦â
Wang Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly.
If read in Mandarin, these lyrics do not rhyme, and are even somewhat obscure.
But Sun Yaohuo sang in Qi language, and the feeling came out as soon as he sang.
Itâs still such a beautiful melody, with every line of rhyme neatly stressed, and the finish of each breath lands at the most comfortable spot, combined with Sun Yaohuoâs accent which is pure enough to make your ears pregnant.
The voice broke through the obscure barrier of the lyrics.
And when the chorus came, even people who didnât understand Qi language would understand what this song was singing about. Recalling the version of âRed Roseâ, the feeling of immersion suddenly became profound.
The music actually isnât extravagant.
There were no explosive drumbeats, no resplendent arrangements, just the sound of Sun Yaohuoâs voice, slightly hoarse and helpless:
âHow can you be cruel yet still beautiful; what canât be obtained has always been valuable; how can one cope with disadvantages without scheming, revealing awe to test your laws. Even if itâs a nightmare, itâs still beautiful, willingly be at the bottom to set off your nobility; a handful of roses simulates the funeral of the heart as love has already faded, in the next lifeâ¦â
Wang Qiu was not deeply familiar with Qi language, yet at this point, there was no hesitation in his understanding.
His eyes suddenly stung a bit.
Red roses and white roses, huhâ¦
For a man, two roses symbolise two women.
If the red rose represents what has been obtained but is not cherished, than the white rose represents what is admired from afar but is unattainable.
No matter how cold, no matter how dignified and noble, men are willing to be servile.
Itâs as if it was a cruel dream. You know you canât hold onto to it, but you arenât willing to wake up from, like a bewitched fool.
Xian Yu expressed his agitation in âRed Roseâ.
And âWhite Roseâ explained the origins of that agitation.
The same melody, but tells a connected story; one of a red roseâs habits and tiredness in life, and of a white roseâs brilliance and allure in dreams.
The former suppresses, the latter collapses.
At this moment, it seemed that a shadow, long forgotten in Wang Qiuâs memory, suddenly re-emerged with the song, like an unwanted nightmare.
But I shouldnât think of her.
I already have a new partner, and the previous white rose has been married and had children since last year. Itâs a mistake to even dwell on her, yet this song has stirred up these past memories.
Memories are unreasonable.
The more Wang Qiu tried to restrain himself, the more fragmented emotions surged within him, as if he was stuck in quicksand created by the song from which he couldnât extricate himself, causing his breath to slightly quicken.
Suddenly, the voice in his ear softened:
âWhite, as sugar, mysteriously destroyed, what was initially obtained is no longer there, white as sugar, wrongly thrown into the mundane world, and dissolved within it.â
White sugar, white moonlightâ¦
Wang Qiuâs heart suddenly calmed, as if being shattered piece by piece, and then slowly reshaped.
Seemingly sensing Wang Qiuâs emotions, the voice in the headphones continued, but did not intend to linger.
âEven if itâs a nightmare, itâs still beautiful, ready to be last, bolstering your nobility, giving me roses, coming to the funeral, past relationships are void when I already passed, reincarnated in another lifeâ¦â
The song had now ended.
In the lingering reverberation of the final notes, despite the same melody, it was imbued with an air of desolation.
Was it lamenting those who havenât yet moved on, or was the song reflecting on its own obtuseness?
Wang Qiu suddenly exhaled a breath, his breathing steadied, he gently removed his headphones, and stepped out of the whirlpool of chaotic emotions, escaping far, far away.
So what if you have attained it?
Itâs nothing more than gaining agitation.
If itâs lost, so what? Itâs nothing more than reincarnation in the sea of suffering, if a person were to split into two halves, how to tell who is the white rose, and who is the red rose?
Itâs nothing more than the devil of the heart making mischief.
A smile appeared on Wang Qiuâs face, unknown whether he was relieved that he had extricated himself early from the mire of the October season rankings, or was moved that he had timely extricated himself from a whirlpool of emotions.
He inexplicably opened the Tribe account of Xian Yu, intending to click âfollowâ, only to see Xian Yu had just posted an update.
âEvery man has at least two women in his life. Marry a red rose, and over time, the red turns into a smudge of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white one remains the âmoonlight in his heartâ. Marry a white rose, and the white becomes a grain of rice stuck to your clothes, while the red one remains a cinnabar mole in your heart.â
Wang Qiu paused for a moment.
Shortly after, Wang Qiu felt completely relieved.
The mosquito blood on the wall is actually that cinnabar mole. The sticky rice grain on the clothes is the real âmoonlight in his heartâ. Not being able to obtain it is not the reason for your agitation. Please be kind.