Li Mengyao turned around and found that it was Manager Yu.

When everyone saw that it was Manager Yu, they all stood up and said respectfully: "Manager Yu..."

"No, no, no, let's eat your food. It's time to get off work now."

After speaking, he added: ""Hills" is a song that requires life experience to understand. This song is great."

After speaking, he looked at everyone, as if he wanted to get a response.

As a result, no one responded to him.

So he put his hands in his trouser pockets and left like that.

After he left, everyone started talking.

"Why did he suddenly say this?"

"Was he listening to our discussion just now?"

"He's only under 30, right..."

Li Mengyao did not follow their discussion.

She suddenly thought - Manager Yu's real name seems to be Yu Sheng?

Isn't that the same as the name of the netizen she added yesterday?

Moreover, he seems to...also live in their community?

…

After get off work, Li Mengyao still read the comments about Jiang Xinhai's new song.

This has become her regular pastime.

However, she used to read all the comments, but now she focuses on the song "Hills".

But for this song, she received less than satisfactory reviews.

Compared to the popularity of "Summer Wind", people have paid very little attention to this song.

It's as if compared to the excellence of his elder sister, this simple brother has become someone who is deliberately not mentioned.

She even saw a post criticizing "The Hills" in a forum with many boy band fans.

Said that this song is extremely unpleasant, I don’t know what it is singing, it’s just like a random thought.

There are many comments below that agree.

This made Li Mengyao feel very unhappy.

Out of boredom, she made a video call with her mother.

"Hey, Mom, what are you doing?"

"Hey, I'm watching TV." The mother on the other end of the video laughed.

"Where's Dad?"

"He, since you shared that link yesterday, he opened it and looked at it when he was free."

Li Mengyao was delighted when she heard this and said, "My dad has become a fan of Jiang Xinhai?"

"Well, he has been a fan of Jiang Xinhai for a long time. When he listened to "Meet", you were still a half-grown child."

Li Mengyao said: "Let me see dad."

My mother pointed the phone camera at my father.

However, Li Mengyao saw a scene that was different from what she had imagined.

Her father sat blankly on the sofa, like a puppet, staring straight at his mobile phone.

He held a cigarette in his other hand. The cigarette was burning quietly, and the smoke was rising.

The song comes from the video:

"It's a pity that we never matured,

Before I know it, I am getting old soon,

Try your best but still don't understand the young people around you.

Give yourself any reason,

The provocation of love, the influence of fate,

Fight back without overestimating your capabilities, and fight until death——"

Li Mengyao asked: "Has Dad always been like this?"

The mother nodded and said, "Yes, he listened to this song yesterday and listened to it over and over again whenever he had time. He has been listening to it until now."

Li Mengyao was a little surprised: "Dad actually likes "The Hills"?"

Even she couldn't understand it, but her father, who didn't have many entertainment activities, could actually understand it?

"Yeah, I really like it. It's like I'm obsessed with it."

In the video, Li Mengyao saw that the father she was once familiar with suddenly seemed a little strange.

Maybe it's because he has a few more wrinkles on his face.

While she was away from home and living alone, the years took advantage of her not paying attention and did something to this man.

Li Mengyao remembered Manager Yu’s words:

"The song "Hills" requires a certain amount of life experience to understand."

She suddenly felt that she did not understand her father.

She only understood the life of this man as her father from the time she was born until now.

It seems that when he was born, he was the father with generous hands, warm palms, and kind eyes.

However, she had never thought that this seemingly omnipotent father was once a boy.

Li Mengyao stared blankly at her father who was listening to "The Hills" on the screen.

The expression on his face at this time was as if the young man living in his heart had awakened.

The boy who had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was roaring deafeningly in a voice that only he could hear.

The man stared blankly at Jiang Xinhai on the screen, his eyes cloudy and his face dull.

Years of desk-bound writing work filled the gaps between his fingers with black, making his back a little stooped.

Amidst the smoke, the cigarette he held was almost burning to the point of burning his fingers.

Li Mengyao was in a trance and happened to see that her music software pushed an article to her.

At 18:30 in the afternoon, people sitting at home, playing their own roles in life, received this article at the same time.

"Over the hills, what do you see so close?"

Countless fingers and countless eyes pointed at this title at the same time, choosing to click to read.

Li Mengyao opened her eyes slightly, but found that the column for the author of this article was filled in by Cui Dayou.

This man is a godfather-level figure in the Chinese music scene, older than Jiang Xinhai!

Moreover, he has not shown his face for a long time. Some people say he is crazy, some say he has become an immortal, and some say he is looking for real music.

He would actually pay attention to a new song like "Hills"?

She continued to read and saw the following:

"Years from now, people will eventually understand "The Hills."

Yesterday I listened to Jiang Xinhai's new song. The first song was nothing new, and I had already planned to turn it off.

But fortunately, I persisted for a while and heard the second song, "Hills".

If the first song is about Jiang Xinhai showing off her skills and making the most of her singing skills, then the second song, "Hills", is about Ju Chi showing off her skills.

I always thought he was too commercial, but I never thought that he still had a hand here.

As soon as I took action, I felt ashamed of myself.

This song is like saying: I want to show you what the ultimate lyricist is like.

I have ascended the hill, where are you?

...Of course, feeling this kind of ridicule is unique to me as a musician.

What's more, it still knocks on the door of my heart and I feel deep regret.

For a lifetime, I lowered my head to listen to the song. When I raised my head, I was in a trance about the world, with tears in my eyes.

I don’t understand what he went through to write this song. He also doesn’t understand what I went through, but he hit me so accurately.

Looking back, I realized that those regrets were all the same.

I've also crossed hills.
To be continued...