This is not the first time Heather has heard Renly sing. In the hospital, Renly has used guitar and piano to accompany the children many times, but this is the first time Heather has heard Renly sing seriously. A song that I have never heard before, a queer filled with a light and sad melody, a poetic voice.
All emotions are light, like water plants entwined in the melody, with the ebb and flow of the sea, the quiet music even calms the lights under the night; but hidden behind the notes The emotion is so real and so turbulent, hitting the chest with a dull pain.
Heather suddenly thought of herself. Her dream seemed to be strangled in the cradle before she had time to set sail. Her weak body became an inescapable shackle, imprisoning her footsteps. Although she didn't say it on the surface, deep down, she was complaining about the world and the world.
But if she even gave up on herself, who would be able to realize her dream
"I don't know, you're such a good singer?" Heather's voice broke the tranquility in the courtyard, and that subtle nasal voice revealed her embarrassment just now.
Renly turned around, and when he saw it was Heather, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile, "It's just a hobby." The simple answer was taken in one stroke, "It's getting dark, it's too windy outside, let's go in. Inside."
"Don't worry about me, I'm not a glass doll." Heather rolled her eyes and retorted loudly. Then, she took a step and walked towards the bench.
Every step is so hard, you can even see her legs trembling, as if walking on the tip of a knife, walking with difficulty. For ordinary people, walking could not be easier, but for her, it is indeed one of the most difficult challenges right now, including eating, drinking, and breathing.
Although Heather's steps were exceedingly difficult, Renly did not rise to help her. He knew that Heather was not so heavy now, and she could still walk on her own feet, just a little slower; he also knew that what Heather needed was respect and trust, not pity and sympathy. She has received enough care from her parents and nurses that she needs someone who can treat her independently, equally and normally, and make her feel like more than just a frail patient.
At least that's what Renly thought in the last life when he was lying in a hospital bed. Even though he knew that such an idea was naive, he still insisted. That's why he needs to always long for friends.
However, within a short distance of six or seven steps, Heather walked for nearly two minutes before arriving, and then sat down carefully. He let out a long breath uncontrollably, and the whole person relaxed.
The silence was slowly spreading, but Renly never spoke in a hurry. After waiting for Heather to take a breath, Heather took the initiative to break the silence, "What was the name of the song just now? I've never heard it on the radio before. ."
"I just wrote it casually." Renly said frankly. To be honest, the creation just now was too casual, and the lyrics did not have a narrative style, but were filled with the feeling of poetry.
The same song will have different understandings in different situations, and will have different feelings in the ears of different listeners. Of course, performing on different occasions will also interpret different connotations. Tonight, it's about Hollywood.
"'Monster,' the song is called 'The Beast.'" Renly said casually without thinking too long. "What do you think?"
Heather did not speak, but chewed carefully. The name "Beast" doesn't seem to match the content of the song just now. The sad and lonely figure seems to be confused by the song title, but after thinking about it carefully, Heather is silent.
Beasts, beasts that rely on nature/can survive in the jungle, beasts that survive under the survival of the fittest in nature, beasts that move forward alone on the road of survival, beasts that are scarred but stubbornly survive in cruel nature, primitive and rough Blind, naked and fierce, lonely and wanton.
Hearing Renly's voice, but Heather didn't hear it, and asked subconsciously, "Huh?"
Renly couldn't help but smile and shook his head, "No, nothing."
Heather looked at Renly's appearance seriously, those eyes hidden behind the thick eyelashes, like the mysterious and deep night sky, the endless darkness, but with intriguing lines and halos, containing the mystery and depth of the universe. The ultimate in fragrance is fleeting.
"I never knew you were doing so well," Heather exclaimed, "I mean, I know you're a great actor, and 'War in the Pacific' is really a wonderful work, your performance It's really..." Heather paused for a moment, as if searching for the right words and sentences to describe her inner feelings, "It's memorable and unforgettable."
Renly never spoke about his profession, and almost no one in the hospital knew he was an actor. If someone hadn't stumbled upon the "War in the Pacific," everyone would still be in the dark. In fact, Renly is not only an actor, but an amazing actor.
Heather is not a professional. She doesn't know how to judge her acting skills, but she can feel it. The powerful performance plucks the strings in her heart, and the turbulent reflection can't stop at all. In the world of King-Sledgehammer-Sledge.
After speaking, Heather shook his head, not satisfied with his wording, but couldn't think of a more suitable word, so he could only wave his hand depressedly, "That's the second time I've watched this drama. The only motivation for the episode. But, I didn't know, your music is so... moving."
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Yes, it is touching, it really touches the strings deep in my heart, it is soft and warm, the setting sun that is so lonely to the extreme is so warm that it makes people cry.
Renly gave a big smile, "Thanks for the compliment. I know you're trying to please me, but… thank you."
"To please?" Heather rounded her eyes with a look of disgust, "I don't have to please you. If your music sucks, I'm the one I like the most, trust me, I'll definitely be the first to do it. Downfall." Heather's exaggerated words made Renly's eyes crack into a smile, and a deep smile overflowed, "I just think, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, you're a good actor, But a better singer. You should share your talent with other listeners, like the song just now."
"The arrow hit." Renly covered his chest with a sad look on his face, "I thought you said my performance was amazing."
"Of course, of course, I mean, the 'Pacific War' has limited scope after all, your performance is excellent, but the role itself limits more things..." Heather explained anxiously, but then Seeing the playful smile on the corner of Renly's mouth, she realized that Renly was deliberately teasing her, she turned her head angrily, puffed her cheeks, and refused to continue the conversation with Renly.
"Haha." Renly's laughter overflowed, "I know what you mean. It's just that acting is my major, and music is just an interest to cultivate sentiment. Compared to music, I still enjoy acting more. Of course, it's also possible that I'm a mediocrity with no talent for acting, and I'm wasting my life, but..." Renly shrugged and spread his hands, "If you don't stick to it, who knows?"
Heather was amused by Renly's joking remarks. Just as he was about to speak, he remembered that he was in anger with Renly. He turned his head once, then turned his head again, then couldn't help turning around again, and finally gave up. Looking at Renly angrily, "I didn't mean that. You are indeed a very good actor, but I just think that your music... can impress everyone in the audience."
"If I say, you're not the first person to say this, does it make me arrogant? Will it affect my image?" Renly said solemnly, holding his chin.
"Pfft." Heather couldn't hold back, she just laughed out loud, thinking about it carefully, she was helpless, she laughed even more happily, even with Renly laughing. After finally stopping, Heather sighed softly, "You know, you will draw a lot of hatred like this."
Possessing an enviable talent, but profligately squandering it.
Genius is always like this, enviable, admired, and hated. Just like Wolfgang-Mozart, who was talented but reckless, Antonio-Salieri went from amazement to envy to jealousy, and finally turned into resentment, bit by bit pushed Mozart to a dead end.
Renly spread his hands, "Is this a compliment or a slander?"
"This is both a compliment and a slander." Heather said solemnly, like a little adult, but she couldn't support it for three seconds, and then she failed because of a smile, "I'm sure, you will become an excellent... No , great actor, as if you could be a great singer with no name. So, it's my honor to know you."
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Renly's heart couldn't help but be touched slightly. Although he said that the "Pacific War" proved his strength, the words of Elizabeth and George always lingered in his ears. Since childhood, they were not optimistic about Renly's so-called dream. Not only because movie acting was a lowly profession for aristocratic families, but also because they always thought Renly had no talent.
Genius, in fact, is a derogatory term, because only after you have truly entered a certain class will you know that there are too many geniuses in this world, too many to count, but very few geniuses who can truly achieve success and become famous. In fact, in real life, geniuses often have bad luck and die prematurely, and it is the worldly smart people who have the last laugh.
With the surname "Hall", Renly had seen too many geniuses as a child, real geniuses. Therefore, he never considered himself a genius, and even questioned his acting talent. However, this has never shaken his dream, and he has come to the present step by step.
Looking at Heather in front of him, Renly laughed dumbly. He's already made a choice, hasn't he? Then why hesitate, the hesitation and hesitation, struggle and confusion of the previous life are not enough? What will happen in the future, you can only know if you go on, right
"Heather, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"