Chapter 5: Chongâer Fei, Yu Shuyingâs first popular song
Shanghai Stadium,100,000 spectators.
Shaking sounds, headlines, and a total of two million people online. Everyone was stunned.
Many peopleâs understanding of Chongâer Fei was that when Yu Shuying was four years old, a freelance cameraman accidentally photographed Little Shuying. Little Shuying was in the slum area, wearing a washed white dress, clean and tidy.
She had just washed her hair and was emitting the fragrance of lavender. She was basking in the sun and singing the song of Chongâer Fei alone. Behind her was a dilapidated tower with yellow walls, but she looked like a sunflower against the light.
It was peerlessly beautiful, clean, and free from dirt and dust.
The cameraman asked, âLittle girl, youâre really good-looking. How did you learn this song?â
âI wrote it myself. My mother passed away and my father said that my mother had become a worm. One day, she would break out of her cocoon and fly into the sky to see me.â
At that time, the conversation cameraman had accidentally recorded it and uploaded it online. The cameramanâs collection had exceeded two million, his likes had exceeded three million, his comments had exceeded one million, and over ten singers had forwarded it. That cameraman was also popular because of this. He had become a famous cameraman in Shanghai and had opened several top-notch studios.
As for Chongâer Fei, the original author of the first song was Little Shuying. At that time, she was called the Star of the Future.
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At this moment,
Yu Shuying turned around and stared behind her in a daze.
She remembered that this was not the case.
It wasnât this.
This song was written by her when she was four years old.
And now, the scene behind her changed again.
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When she was three years old, many children almost forgot their memories of being three or four years old.
Like a small shadow,
After Yu Yeâs gentle voice finished humming that song, after a few days, Little Shuying forgot about it and only remembered to find her mother.
Yu Ye hugged her and fed her gently. Then, he smiled and said, âYour mother turned into a bug?â
Little Shuying pushed away the seafood porridge and said anxiously, âThen what should we do?â
âThen you must remember her well. The more people remember her, the more she will break out of her cocoon and become a butterfly. She will fly across the vast sky and land to search for you.â
âThen how do we find Mommy?â At that time, Little Shuying had a resolute expression.
âIf you want to write a song for her, just call it grasshopper.â Yu Ye deliberately pondered for a moment and then said a strange name.
âNo, no, no, itâs not nice to have a grasshopper fly. Mommy is a bug. She will break out of her cocoon and transform into a butterfly. Itâs called a bug fly.â
Little Shuying was extremely cute and looked at her until Yu Ye smiled and nodded.
The father and daughter both smiled at each other and clashed with each other.
Yu Shuying could no longer remember this memory.
Who could remember the memory when they were three-year-old?
However, she remembered that when she was four years old, she was shot by someone unexpectedly.
What about before that?
How did she write this song?
She suddenly felt a little heart-wrench, as if some crucial memory had been forgotten. So, she looked around with a face full of grief and confusion. Her beautiful and frosty gaze swept across the entire scene, causing many people to feel heartache from the bottom of their hearts.
The female host, Nana, couldnât help but add, âShuying, youâre the one who sang the song. It has nothing to do with your father.â
The male host, Hai Tao, also agreed. âBesides, those envelopes are probably left behind by your mother. After all, sheâs your mother. Even if sheâs divorced, she still left you all those brilliant envelopes. What does it have to do with your father?â
After the two hosts spoke,
The 50 [Is This a Happy Family?] contestants also agreed.
âThatâs right. Although Mother Yu didnât do the right thing, she left behind a lot of literary wealth.
âItâs still because of his exceptional talent, which is why you are able to amaze everyone.
âYou father wasnât bad in the early stages, but after the divorce, according to Shuying, he really lost face as a father.â
Hearing everyoneâs guesses, Yu Shuying also nodded.
Thatâs right, the envelope was written by her mother.
Father was just a messenger.
He also accidentally let it catch on fire.
At this moment, she buffered her emotions and turned around to look at the progressive scene.
It was the fourth month of Yu Shuyingâs third year.
She trembled as she picked up the pen and wrote: Chongâer Fei.
Then, she began to think about the first line of lyrics.
She was extremely cute.
Yu Ye was cooking next to her. Sometimes, he kept coughing, but when he saw the child, he held back.
There wasnât a single line of lyrics.
Yu Ye smiled and pointed at the night.
âItâs getting dark now. Your mother is missing you, so what should you write first?â
Yu Shuying pondered for a moment. Since she was three years old, Yu Ye had taken her to deliver take-out food during the day and carried her behind her, making her different from the children of her age.
She began to tremble as she wrote: Black sky
Then Yu Ye shook his head.
âNot good, what does the dark sky look like? Why doesnât it hang from the dark sky?â He said tentatively.
âItâs not nice to hear. It should be the dark sky.â Shuying subconsciously thought of this and nodded in satisfaction.
Yu Ye smiled and nodded.
Then, he placed a lovely dinner for his daughter on the table.
âItâs time to eat.â
âOkay.â
That year, a father and daughter pair depended on each other in this cold evening.
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On the stage, she was dressed in a magnificent outfit, her appearance crushing the crowd. She had never panicked.
But nowâ¦
âImpossible!â
Yu Shuyingâs voice was complicated. She had lost her composure several times on this stage.
Because thatâs how the lyrics of Chongâer Feiâs first sentence came from?
In fact, when she was an adult, she had doubted herself. How could she be so outstanding? She had written such intelligent songs when she was three years old, and the more she grew up, the smarter she became.
But when the second song started, the rest of the lyrics were definitely written by her.
She was 100% sure.
She remembered that in her mind, she had spent half a year trying to write it.
The audience couldnât help but stare at her.
They were all looking forward to the lyrics?
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Little Shuying was three years old and six months old.
The security guard at the door couldnât help but mutter as he pointed at Yu Ye.
âWhy are you taking your kid with you when youâre delivering takeout? Itâs so cold, and youâre taking your kid with you at night.ââ
âIâm worried that the child is home alone after a divorce.ââ Yu Ye smiled honestly. The security guard sighed and opened the door helplessly.
After walking out of the door, it was already past ten oâclock.
Yu Ye gave way to the security guard and sighed, âItâs nice to watch the stars at night.â
The security guard looked at the sky and couldnât help but sigh. âItâs not as good as the countryside. The stars in the city are getting fewer and fewer.â
At this moment, on the scooter, Yu Ye looked at his daughter and said, âYour mother is going to turn into a butterfly and follow us. How do you think she will follow us?â
Yu Ye blinked.
This scene made many elderly people want to cry!
They had never seen such a gentle gaze in their entire lives. They just looked at him so gently, as if they were looking at the warmest treasure of their lives. Even though he was tired now, he didnât feel wronged at all. He only looked gentle.
Such a person.
Why would he treat Little Shuying like a madman later on?
Many spectators in the stadium couldnât help but be curious.
Why?
After Little Shuying started school, why was it like this? Could it be that Yu Ye had collapsed from the pressure and started to bully the weak?
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On the electric scooter, Little Shuying hugged her father and said, âMommy has turned into a butterfly and started following usâ¦â
Suddenly, she thought of the star that Grandpa Security had mentioned.
She remembered that she had seen it on the roof of the slum. Her father held her hand and taught her to identify the location of each star.
Bright stars followed!
At this moment, she blurted out.
âThe stars followed!â
She sounded like she was saying something, and she sounded like she was humming.
Meanwhile, the father in the front row only smiled. âStar isnât suitable. Think about it again.â
âBig Star?â
âMoon?â
âPluto?â
âBright stars?â
âThis is not bad.â Yu Ye said casually, but when the scene captured his face, many people saw him smile. Even though his brain cancer had returned and his veins were exposed, he still smiled comfortably.
Riding in the wind.
Behind him, a small shadow was singing.
The dark sky hung low
Bright stars follow
Chongâer Fei
Chongâer Fei
Who am I missing
When he heard this, Yu Ye spoke again.
âIf you want to sing to many people, how can it be the first person?â
âThen who are you missing?â Little Shuying mumbled. She felt that âyouâ were more suitable.
So, who are you missing?
That year, when Little Shuying was three years old and seven months old, she created the first part of the prelude to Chongâer Fei.