Chapter 151: Common Jasmine Orange

I don't know why, but summer is always linked to beautiful words like youth and first love.

Once the prelude to "Common Jasmine Orange" begins, whether it's the sound of the wind at the start or the wind chime sound created by the chime bells later on, it possesses an extremely strong sense of imagery.

Looking at the theme, this episode's theme is also advantageous for Luo Mo.

There's no helping it; among the group of male Singers, he is not only the youngest but also the most handsome.

An old man Singing a song about Romance and a male god Singing a song about Romance are two completely different feelings.

He was seen wearing a slightly loose white shirt, sitting high on a tall stool, leaning slightly toward the microphone, and his Singing voice spread throughout the entire venue.

Zhou Jielun's songs often have a somewhat slurred quality to the pronunciation.

But actually, it doesn't matter.

Because once the Singing voice begins, the lyrics already imprinted in your mind will naturally emerge.

No need to hear them clearly, because you can recite them yourself.

The Lyricist for this song is still Fang Wenshan.

"【The sparrows outside the window are chattering on the telephone pole,

You say this line has a very summery feel.

The pencil in my hand goes back and forth on the paper,

I use a few lines of text to describe who you are to me.】"

As soon as the Singing voice came out, the professional jury in the private room couldn't sit still.

The lyrics have a great feel, following the path of writing poetry.

When Fang Wenshan first heard the melody, he indeed had such thoughts.

And these lyrics have always been hailed as one of his peak works of love songs.

With the telephone pole combined with the noisy sparrows, you naturally think of the bright sunshine outside the window.

Thinking of the sunshine, then you think of summer.

The construction of the scene is quickly completed, as if one can see a young person sitting by the windowsill, gazing out, trying to write a love letter.

He holds a pencil, going back and forth on the paper, painting and erasing.

Because it is being written for that her, even if it is just a few sparse lines, they must be pondered over and over.

Some songs are just magical, because when you listen to them, you feel like someone is living inside the song.

Many music critics feel that the previous song, "Not Settling," is particularly suitable for Romance movies.

Then, this "Common Jasmine Orange" is for youth films.

Green, beautiful, pure, simple.

Inside the VIP room, the girl group members sat close together, with Shen Yinuo leaning halfway against Jiang Ningxi, who was taller than her, the softness of her chest pressing against the cold girl's arm.

"Luo Mo is going to slaughter everyone with this!" Shen Yinuo couldn't help but mutter: "Why does he look a bit handsome!"

She felt like she was getting a bit obsessed, her gaze involuntarily drawn deeply to him.

Jiang Ningxi nodded, her whole person watching the young man on the screen without blinking, somewhat lost in thought.

She remembered back in their school days, after the two had confirmed their relationship, she said to Luo Mo: "We are already boyfriend and girlfriend, but you still haven't written me a love letter!"

Luo Mo looked at her and said speechlessly: "It's like you've written one for me."

Jiang Ningxi shouted loudly in her heart: "I have written one!"

"And I've written it several times..."

"I just never gave it to you."

Jiang Ningxi, wearing a ponytail and her school uniform, glared at Luo Mo in Anger and said: "Then let's write to each other when we get home today and exchange them tomorrow!"

After saying this, she hummed and turned to walk away.

After returning home, she opened her locked drawer and took out five whole love letters from inside.

These were all things she had written long ago.

——A young girl's heart is always a poem.

Clearly, she only needed to pick one from the pile and take it to exchange the next day. But she flipped through them over and over, reading them all, and then felt that none of them were good enough.

The girl lay on the table, tilting her head to look at the carefully selected paper, her right hand holding a mechanical pencil, constantly clicking it—click, click, click.

After the lead was clicked out too long, she would push it back in, repeating this over and over.

From the moment she picked up the pen, she couldn't help but let her mind wander.

I'm so sorry, I didn't write many sweet words, but I truly and genuinely thought about you for twenty minutes.

Watching the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, thinking of you while walking, thinking of you while sitting.

Later, every time she wrote a sentence, she would pause for a long time, even carefully considering the punctuation marks.

"Would a period be too plain?"

"Would an exclamation mark be a bit bad?"

Too much time had passed, so long that even Jiang Ningxi couldn't quite remember the content of the love letter.

She only remembered that her heart was beating extremely fast the next day, yet she feigned calmness on her face as she handed the love letter to him, saying: "Here, for you!"

But he raised his hand to scratch the back of his head awkwardly and said: "Ah, I forgot to write one last night."

Jiang Ningxi was stunned, so angry she wanted to go crazy, and made a move to take back the love letter she had written, but it was snatched away by Luo Mo.

He smiled and said: "I couldn't write one, but I put something in your drawer."

Jiang Ningxi returned to the classroom and secretly opened her drawer; inside was a beautifully packaged flower.

For adults, flowers seem to have become the most insincere gift, even a form of perfunctoriness.

When you can't think of what to buy, then go buy flowers.

But for a youth, the sense of embarrassment when walking into a flower shop for the first time might be something remembered vividly for a lifetime.

The teasing words spoken by the shop clerk on purpose would also make the teenager, who kept a stiff face, quicken his pace after paying and flee in a panic.

The teenager would get up very early, find a lame, flimsy excuse to tell his parents he had to go to school early. Then he would be the first to arrive in the classroom, and while no one was around, secretly hide the flower in the young girl's desk, carefully covering it with books and other messy things inside the desk.

At the same time, the teenager would also think smugly in his heart: "Ha! When others pass by, will they think her desk smells especially good?"

……..

……..

On the stage, Luo Mo was Singing while playing.

The guitar part of this song is actually not as prominent as it was in Sunny Day.

Because in Sunny Day the guitar is the prelude, while in this song, a combination of various Yueqi starts right from the beginning.

To him, the guitar is nothing more than a tool, used for showing off.

The singing voice continued to echo, and the sweetness began to deepen continuously.

"【The taste of saury, the Cat and you both want to understand."

The fragrance of first love is thus retrieved by us.

That warm sunshine, like a freshly picked bright strawberry,

You say you can't bear to eat up this feeling.】"

The audience at the scene had already been completely drawn into it.

Jiang Ningxi thought again of that strawberry-flavored milk tea, and thought of the Petal that had withered and been tucked into her Diary by her.

That was the sweetest and most delicious milk tea she felt she had ever drunk to date.

That was the first flower she had ever received in her life.

The young girl who received the flower found it hard to remain cold and aloof on her face, pretending not to care at all.

Whether it was that swaying ponytail, the slightly raised tiptoes, or the expression in her eyes and brows, all were giveaways.

When Luo Mo asked her "Is it pretty," she only said the two words "It's pretty."

Yet on the way home, she looked at the flower beds on campus and felt they were nothing special.

Just like what is sung in the song, "【You say you can't bear to eat up this feeling】."

She would bite the straw of her strawberry-flavored milk tea and drink it in small sips.

This flower, which withered in just a few days, made her sad and self-reproachful for a long time, feeling as if she hadn't taken good care of it.

She regretted it after sending the love letter, feeling that a few sentences were written just so-so.

He didn't offer any evaluation either, hmph! Making me let my imagination run wild all by myself again!

The song Seven-Mile Fragrance has the magic of stretching out memories, because the purpose of the lyrics and music is always on the sense of imagery.

The chorus part of the whole song is finally about to come.

Luo Mo was seen playing the guitar while leaning close to the microphone and singing:

"【Rain falls all night, my love overflows just like rainwater.

Fallen leaves in the courtyard, piled thick with my longing.

A few words of gossip cannot cool down my passion,

You appear on every page of my poetry.】"

Shen Yinuo looked at the Live Broadcast on the screen and said: "Speechless, I feel like he's become handsome to a new height again, are the fans going to go crazy?"

She turned her head to look at Jiang Ningxi, only to see Jiang Ningxi was still lost in thought.

When the climax of the song was sung, a sentence appeared on the big screen on the stage.

"【Seven-Mile Fragrance, famous for its rich floral scent, the flower language is: I am your captive.】"

Once this sentence appeared, the audience at the scene, listening to the singing one by one, had a feeling that the sweetness was off the charts.

They understood the order at the scene and could not scream loudly while the singing was going on; this was something the program team had agreed upon from the start.

So, the little people in their hearts were all clenching their hands together, letting out marmot screams.

They couldn't imagine what kind of girl could possibly be in a relationship with this young man on stage?

If he were to sing to the person he likes, singing specifically for someone, who could resist that?

How perfect must a girl be to capture his heart?

Luo Mo was heard continuing to play and sing:

"【Rain falls all night, my love overflows just like rainwater.

Butterfly on the windowsill, like a beautiful chapter flying in a poem.

I continue to write, writing 'I will always Love You' into the end of the poem,

You are the only understanding I want.】"

After this part was sung, someone on the professional jury side couldn't sit still.

A Lyricist named He Qiu had specifically studied every set of lyrics by Luo Mo.

Especially those two Chinese Style songs, he had analyzed and studied them for several days in a row.

Because, he couldn't say he knew the lyrics of the two songs by heart, but he had them all memorized in his mind.

At this moment, he exclaimed: "A dream crossover! Luo Mo actually did a crossover between two songs!"

A female music critic sitting next to him looked puzzled and asked: "Ah? What dream crossover, which two songs crossed over?"

He Qiu said: "Orchid Pavilion Preface and Seven-Mile Fragrance!"

"The last line of the chorus in Orchid Pavilion Preface is: 【And I only lack, your understanding for a lifetime.】"

"And the one in Seven-Mile Fragrance is: 【You are the only understanding I want】"

Once he said this, the others immediately reacted.

There really was a crossover!

In reality, the Lyricist, composer, and Arranger for these two songs were indeed the same group of people.

"This move is clever enough; the two songs are directly driving traffic to each other! The lyrics are written wonderfully!"

"I can only say I'm kneeling to the composition of this song; a genius is a genius."

"It sounds very trendy; it's exactly the kind of song this era should have!"

"It's very magical, it feels like time flowing backward."

They couldn't give this song a low score, nor did they have any way to give it a low score.

Because they themselves loved this song to the extreme, and the level of this song was too high; if they gave it a low score, they would definitely be heavily mocked by their peers.

The audience would curse them out, and their peers would certainly engage in face-to-face Output, directly starting a spray to earn traffic and heat.

Better to obediently give a high score to save one's life.

What's more—it deserves it!

……..

……..

Just as the chorus ended, the melody underwent a new change.

Luo Mo continued Singing:

"【Those plump rice ears, have brought happiness to this season.

And your cheeks are like the ripe tomatoes in the field.

You suddenly say to me, the name 'Qilixiang' is very beautiful,

Yet at this moment, I only want to kiss your stubborn lips.】"

Hearing this, Jiang Ningxi instantly felt a bit feverish.

Kiss your stubborn lips...

She remembered that day, when Luo Mo was once again using that catchphrase of his, saying she was inconsistent, cold on the outside, and would just be "stubborn-mouthed" all day long.

He was clearly just muttering a few words as he did on any normal day, but Jiang Ningxi didn't know what had gotten into her; she kissed him directly, and while her heart rate accelerated and her face turned bright red, she still had to pretend she wasn't shy, revealing a look of victory.

And she said indignantly: "It's soft!"

He had only used a basic attack, but she had already used her ultimate move.

The girl's first kiss was thus surrendered in such a seemingly childish situation.

Luo Mo was left stunned by this sudden attack.

This kiss was like a switch, directly turning on certain instincts of his as a man.

The victorious expression on her face and her tightly pursed, stubborn lips had completely "Angered" him.

Luo Mo began his counterattack.

After it was over, he then said with a cheeky grin: "Mm, it is soft."

Since then, the next time the two met was at the closing ceremony.

The young Luo Mo seemed like a different person, having become a bit more brazen.

Campus romance back then was an underground affair, meant to be kept secret.

The two met in the hallway in the morning; although there was no one around, whether it was because of the "soft and hard dispute" or because she was embarrassed, Jiang Ningxi pretended not to see him.

Luo Mo grabbed her sleeve and lowered his voice: "Why don't you say hello when you see your boyfriend?"

At that moment, Jiang Ningxi felt like she was going crazy.

She felt as if something in her heart was about to overflow.

Those stubborn, rosy lips remained pursed, yet her heart felt as if it were about to jump out.

At this very moment, returning to the present.

A certain Leg Fairy sitting inside the VIP private room had her legs pressed tightly together, without a gap.

Her hands were placed on her thighs, clenched into two fists.

This young girl with superior shoulder and neck lines sat bolt upright, her body tense, no longer able to hear any other superfluous sounds.

She could only see him on the screen and hear his singing.

Shen Yinuo had been chattering away on the side, but she hadn't heard a single word.

Xiao Shen chirped: "Wow, he really is handsome."

"It's truly lethal; after the last episode aired, I felt he was going to reel in another wave of female fans, and if this episode airs, I'm Afraid it will be even more terrifying."

Jiang Ningxi never responded to her.

She clearly felt that she was falling.

During this period, she had been falling the whole time.

But everything was like a swamp; any struggle of hers was futile and would only make her sink deeper and deeper.

Until now, she gave up.

Let it be.

Hearing this song, she only felt that a popcorn machine had appeared in her heart, and as her body temperature continued to rise, it exploded with a 'pop'.

So, the flowers gifted by the youth had never withered; I mean—their story was still continuing.

Jiang Ningxi looked at the big screen on the stage, which still read: Qilixiang, famous for its rich floral fragrance, the flower language is: I am your captive.

—She had been captured.

(PS: First update, four thousand words, it's the end of the month, and there are double monthly tickets, begging for monthly tickets! The ranking dropped to 11!)

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