Korean Hurricane Idol

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spnps: Yesterday's [-]~ It was raining heavily, and there was thunder, so I wrote it with trepidation...

This is a music room, with a small layout and unopened walls, indicating that it was originally used as a storage room, but now it is full of large and small musical instruments, such as guitars, electric pianos, speakers, and simple tuners. sound station.On the side of the inner wall of the room, the brass-yellow luster of the drum set and cymbal surface is shining. On a small table in front of it, the laptop screen is shining faintly. The opened software interface is playing the song recorded by Xiaoxian in the afternoon. , with the interpretation of the pure singing voice, the audio waveform is also constantly jumping, and sometimes it will pause with An Junhe's tapping on the keyboard, or turn around, intermittently, and the rhythm is a bit messy.

Probably because of his own temperament, Xiaoxian is more suitable for this song than he imagined.

In fact, the cooperation with Xiaoxian this time is the same as letting Xiuying and the others appear in "Ten Thousand Dollars of Happiness". Whether Xiaoxian, who imitated singing, can sing "Mom's Tree" well, I don't know how long it will take for her to adapt to the first official recording.

Fortunately, all these anxieties melted away like mist in the sun the moment she sang the first line. [

The little girl's clear voice expresses the innocence of a child without the slightest jerk. Originally, she didn't know how to embody feelings, and didn't understand the flaws in singing with all her heart. On the contrary, under the childish lyrics, she showed her unique cute charm .

When people just hear it for the first time, they can outline a serious girl shaking her head in front of her eyes. This is more in line with the artistic conception of the song than deliberate affection.

Thinking of P, Yoona Taeyeon and the others with red eye circles after the recording, Ahn Jun Hyuk smiled.Immediately he was in a trance.

In fact, he is not much better than them. Reason can control him to tense his emotions, and calmly play and analyze from the perspective of a bystander.But the lyrics that came from the child's innocent fantasy still penetrated into the ears and into the heart sentence by sentence after all, pulling out the memories of the past one by one, flashing more clearly, wanting to forget but never forget Lose.

The music is still looping.Xiaoxian's clear singing voice stepped into a high pitch again.

Sitting in front of the computer, he propped his forehead and sighed secretly, wiped his face, and continued to work.

Of course, the formation of a song is not the accompaniment.Just record it, and there is still a lot of follow-up work to be done. Fortunately, "Mom's Tree" does not need too complicated sound effects. The first section is only competent for the piano melody. You only need to add bass and drums in the second section Accompaniment, and adding orchestra to the high ho part to enhance the overall atmosphere, it can basically be completed.

The music reverberating in the room became intermittent again, and segments of audio were cut and imported and exported.Except for the piano part, the bass and drums that need to be added are constantly changing.

After an unknown amount of time, a beam of light shone from the door behind him, and he turned his head to look.Lin Xiujing came quietly behind him, laying gently on his back, with her arms around his neck crossed in front of his chest, slowly rubbing his chest.

"This voice... is Xiaoxian?"

"Yeah!" He temporarily stopped what he was doing.Holding her hand, stroking her nails, looking at the makeup on her face, An Junhe said with a smile: "Are you tired? I'll make dinner today, you take a rest."

"No need..." She shook her head. Of course she was very tired. She kept running back and forth in various commercial performance venues all day long. She wore makeup on her face for more than ten hours. Her muscles and skin were as hard as leather. Feel numb.

But compared to being tired, she hopes to have a meal cooked by herself when he occasionally comes back, maybe after seeing him for a few days, she always feels that he has lost weight and feels distressed.

The two cheeks were touching each other for a moment of tenderness, the music on the computer was still looping, listening carefully to Xiaoxian's singing, she asked him: "Where's Zhixiu?"

"Taeyeon took her for a walk."

"Oh? Taeyeon is here too?" As she spoke, she frowned delicately, looked at the time on her watch, and said worriedly: "It's getting late, why did you let these two girls go out..."

"Hehe, it's okay for Lance to follow them in the car."

Hearing this answer, she was finally relieved. She also knew Lance, and understood that although the man looked unremarkable, he was actually a little childish and reliable, so she asked instead: "You wrote this song?" ?”

"Well, I'm preparing for an event. This is the theme song..." As he said that, An Junhyuk told her about giving the final prize of "Ten Thousand Dollars of Happiness" to the other two mothers in the form of an event. .Listening to the innocent and childish song, Lin Xiujing didn't know what to say for a moment. [

The silence was not for his participation in public welfare. She also felt that An Junhyuk's recent external image was not healthy due to the continuous disputes, and organizing more public welfare activities would indeed help to restore it.

But she doesn't want such an event.

Looking back, she has known An Junhe for nearly a year, and she has gradually become familiar with his character and temper. She knows that sometimes he is not as strong as he appears on the surface.

He also has a vulnerable side, such as Zhixiu who used to be surly and taciturn, such as his mother who he rarely talked about.

Realizing that now, she only knows that his mother, Park Shanling, died in a car accident at the beginning of last year after hundreds of days of ups and downs. She doesn't know much about the others. Not daring to ask, afraid of exposing his scars, tearing his hard-won heart apart again.

For a long time, in the eyes of outsiders, he may be rational, mature and strong, but he is a person after all, not a cold machine, and even because of the suppression of rationality, his hidden emotions may be intense and deep. Injury is also pain.

She didn't like to see him with his forehead hanging down, sad alone, silent.

But this matter is his own decision, she wants to be a good woman who is obedient in his eyes, so she doesn't want to interfere much.

After thinking about it sadly for a moment, she still didn't say much after all, looked at his side face with slightly narrowed eyes, smiled after a while, pouted and kissed: "You do your work first, I'll cook!"

Forget it, he can do whatever he wants!At least, now he is not alone supporting everything, at least she is by his side.

Thinking of this, my mood improved a lot.

An Junhe didn't know Lin Xiujing's thoughts, he touched the place where he was kissed, and said, "I really don't need to do it?"

"No need, you are the one who needs rest the most!" Lin Xiujing wrinkled her nose, then remembered something, frowned again, and said sadly, "Why didn't you call me in advance when you got home? The ingredients you bought today are not enough. It’s too much, so it’s only enough to cook two or three dishes.”

"Two dishes are enough..."

"Where is enough! I heard that "Ten Thousand Dollars of Happiness" is very torturous, have you been starving these two days? Quan Baogen is really too, why did I accept this program for you!"

She muttered, probably really angry, and began to call Quan Baogen directly by his name. In the past, she was always called Minister Quan.

An Junhe laughed, and comforted her a few words, and watched her go out to go downstairs to take off her make-up and cook, then returned to the music room, ready to continue the production.But after a while, Lin Xiujing came back again, poked her head in and whispered: "Jun Hyuk, I forgot to tell you just now, Yuner seems to be in a bad mood, go and see her."

"Yun'er?" An Junhe was taken aback.

Lin Xiujing pointed to the computer with music playing beside him, and he patted his head suddenly, feeling a little guilty.

In the past two days, she wasn't very focused, so she didn't notice how sad this song praising her mother would make Yun'er. No wonder when she brought her back in the evening, she was quiet and didn't make any mischief at all.

"Mother's Tree" may be heard by others, those nostalgic memories may bring sadness, but most of them are tender, but for Yuner, it mostly only hurts.

Thinking of that conversation with Papa Lin and what he said about Yoona's mother, An Junhyuk sighed and went downstairs with Lin Xiujing. [

"When I first came back, she sounded like she was crying."

Pointing to the aisle on the other side of the guest room, a ray of light from the door of Yun'er's bedroom, Lin Xiujing said softly.

An Junhe nodded, went to knock on the door, but there was no movement inside.

"Yun'er, are you asleep?"

After waiting for a while, but there was no answer, he knocked again: "Yun'er, dinner is ready, come out to eat."

Finally, the girl's voice came from inside, and it was exactly as Lin Xiujing said, as if she had cried, her nasal voice was a bit heavy: "opp, you can eat first, I have no appetite..."

Without listening to her, An Junhe gently opened the door.

The lights in the bedroom were dim, warm colors, and the light spreading from the desk lamps, blurring the surroundings.On the bed in the center of the room, the spread thin blanket bulged, Yoona turned her back to this side, and a few huge Mickey Mouse and Winnie the Pooh dolls sat blankly on both sides of her pillow, holding her tiny head Covered, no cheeks visible.

In the direction she was facing, the door was half-opened at a corner, and the cold wind from high above slowly poured in, flapping the curtains, and the night outside was thick.

Closing the door behind his back, blocking the sound of cooking from the kitchen outside, the bedroom fell into silence again, the soft sound of the wind, and the soft sound of the curtain being flapped, lingering in his ears like whispers, and slowly walked to the girl's bed ,sit down.

As if sensing him, the thin blanket moved, and Yun'er stretched out her hand to pull it up, covering her head, leaving only a splayed blue silk like butterfly wings on the pillow.

He pulled the blanket, and the girl under the blanket tugged stubbornly, not wanting to show her face, but she couldn't resist his strength after all. After a few breaths, a face covered with tears came into view.

Under the dim light, the two rows of teardrops flowing down the red and swollen eyes reflected the luster crystally, shining like pearls.

The girl bit her lip and looked at him blankly, her clear eyes were dimmed with tears.

Without speaking, An Junhe also looked at her, and the next moment, he held her cheeks with both hands and gently wiped away the tears.

It was like a signal, the girl's tightly pursed lips began to tremble, and then she suddenly raised her body and hugged his neck, and began to cry.To be continued. )