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During this period, Wang Zihao has been composing the soundtrack for a movie called Brave New World in the basement of Wind's Whisper. He is busy but very comfortable.

"You can actually compose movie scores." Liu Piaopiao has been returning to Junsha very frequently recently, basically once every three to five days.

"I know a lot more." Wang Zihao said as he tuned the instrument.

"Are there any tips or requirements for composing music?" Liu Piaopiao asked curiously.

Wang Zihao said: "The soundtrack serves the film. Different works have different approaches to the soundtrack."

"Be more specific." Liu Piaopiao said dissatisfiedly.

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "Documentaries are more about hidden writing, because when the audience is watching a documentary, they are looking at the pictures while listening to the narration, so the music is more of a foreshadowing and should not disturb the audience's thoughts. In the arrangement, try not to use high-frequency instruments or human voices. Because these two types will interfere with the narration. From an acoustic point of view, it is two frequency bands fighting each other. You can use more mid-range instruments."

"Oh, what about the TV series?" Liu Piaopiao became interested.

“The soundtrack of a TV series should not be too conservative or too exaggerated. In terms of sound, the most important thing in a TV series is the dialogue, followed by the music and sound effects, so it can’t steal the show too much. The actors’ dialogues have ups and downs in emotions, and the music of the TV series should follow the ups and downs of the emotions, as long as it doesn’t steal the show,” Wang Zihao explained.

Liu Piaopiao nodded secretly, thinking that her old classmate was indeed very capable.

"Film soundtracks are the most complex. First, they need to have style, second, they need to be varied, and third, they need to speak for themselves. In some scenes, the story and emotions need to be elevated by music." Wang Zihao said, "It is important to grasp the degree of the soundtrack. It is of course good to perfectly integrate it into the film, but in some special sections, the soundtrack must stand out and shock the audience. Think about the horror movies you have seen, and you will know this."

"I don't want to go out anymore. Can I hide behind the scenes with you?" Liu Piaopiao asked.

Wang Zihao nodded: "Okay, but if you want to enter this industry, you need to have some basic qualities."

Liu Piaopiao asked nervously, "Which ones?"

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "You need to have a solid writing foundation, music theory knowledge, keyboard playing skills, proficiency in MIDI software, etc.; you need to be able to control the relationship between music and pictures, emotions, editing and other structures, and have the ability to edit or direct music..."

After hearing this, Liu Piaopiao immediately didn't want to work in this field anymore.

"The soundtrack is like magic. A good soundtrack can last for a hundred years, or even longer, and it brings the longest memory to the audience. Maybe many years have passed and we don't remember much about a certain movie clip, but a theme song will remind you of a story." Wang Zihao said with emotion.

Jinhu Mansion.

Wang Guangnian pushed the cart and took Liu Xingchen to Taohua Lake for a walk.

The little guy is more than half a year old now. From a tiny newborn, he can now roll over, crawl and grab toys.

Time flies. Old Wang sighed and said to Liu Xingchen, "It seems like you were a soft little baby yesterday, but now you have learned to crawl and babble. Keep growing and there are endless possibilities in the future."

Liu Xingchen was sucking his fingers, his face, hands, and eyes were full of childish innocence. He was wearing a small hat and cute baby clothes, and was sitting on a soft cushion with a bright smile. His little hands and feet were so pink and tender, as if they were a gift from God.

All the clothes and baby products of the little one are new, not second-hand.

Lao Wang thought of his son. When he was a child, many of his clothes and baby products belonged to other people.

Especially after moving to Jinhu Mansion, life became extremely difficult.

You have to use a bucket to collect water for taking a shower and washing your hair, then wash your face and feet, and then a bucket of water will come out for flushing the toilet.

When washing your body with a shower, you need to put another bucket under your feet, which can be half full after washing.

The washing machine washes clothes, and the drain pipe outlet is placed in the bathtub, which can hold a lot of water.

Lao Wang once got angry when his wife or son flushed the toilet too much.

Thinking back to that time, life was really hard.

Now, when you pee, you can just press the toilet switch to flush it, and you don’t have to worry about water and electricity bills anymore.

After writing novels for a year, Lao Wang stopped writing.

What a waste of life and feelings.

Now, I am too busy to look after the store and take care of the kids every day.

He retired before he was even fifty.

Xu Yixin is in a similar situation. Today she went to Wangjiang Mingmen to see Xu Siqian and Xiao Xu Meili, and she hasn't come back yet.

Tomorrow I have to go to West Lake Bay to see Chen Ziang, and the day after tomorrow I will go to Wind's Whisper to see Liu Xingyu. I took my grandson to the island slowly, and when we were walking under the Junsha Star, Lao Wang was surprised.

The son was taking a walk with a slim beauty on his back.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Liu Piaopiao.

Lao Wang was furious. I'm helping you take care of your son, and you come here for this romantic place?

But he didn't plan to go over there.

But the son was actually walking towards this side with Liu Piaopiao on his back. I guess the son didn't expect his father to bring his grandson here, and he was surprised when he got closer.

"Dad." Wang Zihao put Liu Piaopiao down.

"Hello, uncle." Liu Piaopiao looked normal. After greeting Wang Guangnian, she squatted down to play with Liu Xingchen in the stroller.

Liu Xingchen screamed with joy.

"Clap your hands." Liu Piaopiao teased the little guy.

Liu Xingchen immediately did as he was told and clapped his chubby little hands continuously.

He can't speak yet, but he can understand what people say.

"Dance." Liu Piaopiao continued to direct the little guy.

The little guy started rocking in the stroller.

"Dad." The little guy suddenly shouted.

Unfortunately, Wang Zihao didn't hear it and went to the side to talk with Lao Wang.

Liu Piaopiao's eyes are bright. Although the little girl likes to cry a lot, she is very smart.

He cries mostly to attract attention, without tears.

"What's going on between you and Piaopiao?" Old Wang asked his son while smoking under a tree by the lake.

"We are friends and old classmates." Wang Zihao said with an open heart.

"That's good. Your mom and I are already too busy to handle it." Lao Wang sighed, "Four of us at once, and we don't even live together."

Wang Zihao suddenly said, "In another seven or eight months, the fifth one will be here."

"Cough~ cough~" Lao Wang was choked by the smoke and tears came out. It took him a long time to recover. "From which one?"

"Yueyue." Wang Zihao said.

Lao Wang threw away the cigarette and said, "I'm going home. You can take care of the baby by yourself."

Wang Zihao did not object and watched Lao Wang leave.

After Lao Wang left, Wang Zihao also returned to Liu Xingchen's cart.

"What did you say to your dad?" Liu Piaopiao asked.

"I said the fifth baby is coming." Wang Zihao said.

"That's all?" Liu Piaopiao was a little dissatisfied.

"What else can I say? I'm afraid of being beaten to death." Wang Zihao squatted down and teased Liu Xingchen.

So chubby and cute.

It’s a bit annoying when the baby cries, but it’s okay, you can just leave it to the babysitter.

Because of the presence of the nanny, the relationship between the parents has remained stable.

I heard that many couples have a bad relationship after having children because they don’t have money to hire a nanny and taking care of children is too exhausting. (End of this chapter)