Writing a song, of course, is not as simple as talking about it.

Even if it is copied, Li Changlin must know the needs of customers.

Only in this way can he better satisfy the other party.

And more importantly, Li Changlin also asked Ling'er to help search for songs in the music.

After all, if he had to look up the songs on his own, he might have made some jokes.

Seriously, the beautiful mood that was sung before, Li Changlin thought it should be a cheerful song at first.

Unexpectedly, the title of the song is obviously a beautiful mood, but the lyrics are that sad tune.

If it weren't for the fact that this song is really great, maybe Li Changlin would have been completely planted this time.

"That's it, I'll let her come to your live broadcast room." Seeing that Li Changlin should come down, the wolf in sheep's clothing typed a line in the chat channel.

"Yes." Li Changlin nodded, and then said: "Lord Wolf, I see that you are also very hard to type, or I will pull you onto the microphone!" ”

"No!" For Li Changlin's proposal, the wolf in sheep's clothing chose to refuse.

Seeing him reply like this, Li Changlin was of course no longer reluctant.

Not long after, a warrant officer named Young Rushi entered the live broadcast room, and the wolf in sheep's clothing asked Li Changlin to pull her onto the microphone.

"Hello everyone, hello Li Changlin, I am young as a poet." On the microphone, the young poetry first introduced himself.

To everyone's delight, young as poetry is not a shemale.

Her voice is very soft, and there is a special glutinous nature in it, which makes people can't help but feel like they want to continue listening.

"Hello, young as a poem." Since the microphone is connected, interaction is naturally an indispensable link.

Young Rushi is a girl, Li Changlin secretly guessed that she should be a young woman.

Moreover, this girl must be very pretty.

Otherwise, with the character of a wolf in sheep's clothing, he would never casually make a request for a woman.

"Li Changlin, listen to Brother Wolf, did you promise to help me write a song?" What surprised Li Changlin slightly was that although the young Rushi voice was soft, his speech was very direct.

In the face of such a woman, of course, he is not easy to intervene.

In particular, the wolf in sheep's clothing was still watching from the sidelines, and Li Changlin was even more difficult to tease this woman.

Therefore, he smiled wryly, then nodded and said, "Yes, I have to give the face of the wolf prince, but I don't know what you have for the song?" ”

"I'm a little bit peculiar about things." To everyone's great surprise, the young Rushi first sighed leisurely, and then whispered again.

It turned out that the young Rushi was an orphan, and she was adopted by a lame old man since she was a child.

The old man was somewhat deaf and dumb, unable to speak, and he made a living collecting empty wine bottles.

One day, the old man picked up the young poetry on the street.

He thought it was a gift from God, so he was overjoyed.

Later, the old man took the young Rushi home, and he exchanged the empty wine bottles he had worked hard to collect for money to buy cheap milk powder, so that the young Rushi survived.

Slowly, as young as poetry grows up, she can go out with the old man to collect wine bottles.

Since then, she was born with a good voice and has become the old man's walkie-talkie.

Every morning, young Rushi would lead the old man, on crutches, the two of them walked in the streets and alleys, young Rushi shouted over and over again, are there empty wine bottles for sale, collect empty wine bottles!

In such days, until he grew up as young as a poet and was admitted to university.

However, just when her life was shining, the old man disappeared!

No one knows where the old man has gone.

No one knows why the old man left his youth.

Over the years, the young Rushi has long regarded the old man as his dearest and most beloved person.

However, she really didn't expect that one day, the old man would leave herself so suddenly and abandon herself.

Losing the dearest and most loved person in this world, the heart of a young poet is so painful.

She remorseed, she was helpless, she hesitated, she prayed.

However, it was as if the old man had disappeared into the vast sea of people.

Where has he gone, and is he still alive?

If you can, how much you look forward to being able to reunite with the old man again.

She'd rather not succeed, she'd rather give up all her dreams.

That's the person she loves the most in the world!

But where is he?

These days, I don't know how I experienced it.

If it weren't for the belief in reuniting with the old man in her heart, maybe she would have fallen a long time ago!

These days, young Rushi has thought of a lot of ways, and she has been looking for the old man.

However, blow after blow almost made the young Rushi despair.

At the end of this month, it will be the anniversary of the old man's disappearance for five years.

I really hope that the old man can return to his side as soon as possible!

"It's so touching, you have to be strong when you're young!"

"I hope good people have a safe life."

"The old man will definitely come back, don't cry when you're young."

"Let's pray together, and wish the old man to return to his young and poetic side as soon as possible!"

"I'm already crying, 555555555."

Choked up and finished telling his story, and the young man was already crying profusely.

She sobbed softly, looking so helpless, so pitiful.

Everyone in the entire live broadcast room was moved by this story.

Even Li Changlin couldn't help but sniffle, reached out and quietly wiped the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Ling'er!" For the first time, Li Changlin took the initiative to contact the elves of the Divine Trench cultivation system.

"I'm here, host." Ling'er appeared and said softly: "This girl's story reminds me of a song. This song is simply tailor-made for her, and I am sure she will love it. ”

"What song is it?" Li Changlin felt a burst of joy and hurriedly asked.

"The title of the song means that there are empty bottles for sale." Ling'er hummed a few words of L lyrics softly.

"Okay, then use this song." Li Changlin immediately decided, he felt that this song Jane did exist for the young as poetry as Ling'er said.

Are there empty wine bottles for sale? This is so comparable to the identity of the young Rushi when he was a child!

"Li Changlin, can you help me write a song according to this story?" Seeing that Li Changlin didn't make a sound, Young Rushi couldn't help but ask softly.

"Okay, I'll help you!" Originally, Li Changlin had already agreed to the wolf in sheep's clothing, but now Li Changlin naturally would not refuse the request of being young as a poem.

Besides, Ling'er had already told him just now, saying that there was a song, which was very suitable for young people like poetry.