The President's Sweet Petite Wife

Chapter 408
Qi Yule took An An directly to the recording studio in the company, and put An An in the recording studio. He was busy with his own affairs, finishing up the songs he had prepared before.

An An ignored Qi Yule who was on the other side, and looked around the entire recording studio, feeling very curious and liking it.All the equipment inside is something he has never seen before.

Look here, touch there, it feels strange but familiar, as if he was born for this place.

"Uncle Qi, do these things belong to our company? Can we use them?" An An liked it very much, and kept touching it all the time.

"Of course, these are our company's, we are going to use these to prepare for recording, and then we can burn them out. Then there is our small album, what do you think?"

Qi Yule came out with several notebooks, and put them on the table for An An to read. These were the songs he had prepared before, and he just wanted to wait and see them together. These were more suitable songs for An An.

"What is this?" An An was really curious about this kind of thing, couldn't help picking up the notebook, and said curiously.

"This is the song we're going to sing, you should take a look first. Because uncle doesn't know what kind of songs you like, so I prepared these for you first, and we will record whichever song you like. "

He is not very interested in this kind of songs, he prefers light music, but he still doesn't like this kind of sweet music.

"Okay." An An looked at the songbook one by one, but he didn't hear the music, and he still wasn't sure which song was the best.

And Qi Yule saw his thoughts completely, took the computer on the side directly, and then clicked on the music playing: "Let's listen to it one by one now, and see what style you like, and then we will do it later." The decision is the same."

An An nodded. He is not very good at listening to songs, but he can still clearly distinguish which songs are good.

Time slipped away little by little, and I finished listening to the songs one by one, and finally selected two songs.They are all in the same style, which belongs to the clean and sweet genre. Probably An An likes this style better, so he is so hesitant.

"Uncle Qi, which song do you think is the best? I don't know which song to choose now?" An An heard Qi Yule say it just now, but he likes these two songs more Yes, I really don't know what to choose.

"I think they're all pretty good, it just depends on what the baby likes." Qi Yule couldn't make a choice either. The two songs were different except for the lyrics and melody, but the style was the same, so he really couldn't make a choice.

"I like them all, and I don't know how to choose." An An was a little confused. Both songs were songs he liked very much, but he just read the book, and the lyrics in it were not his favorite: "Uncle Qi, actually I don’t think the lyrics in it are to my liking, I want lyrics with a different feeling, do you think there is any way to change it?”

"Does An An not like the lyrics sung here?" Because the staff specially asked someone to write it, and I really don't know what's wrong with it.

Qi Yule glanced at it, the lyrics were really suitable for children's style, and he couldn't tell what was good or bad for a while.

"Well, I think I can write better lyrics, so I don't want this lyrics." Although An An said so, she didn't know if this was possible, so she felt

"Then what kind of lyrics does An An want?" Qi Yule didn't know what kind of lyrics An An wanted, so he wanted to ask An An.

"I don't know yet, but I want to write it myself." An An wanted to try the feeling of writing lyrics, so she felt a little eager to try.

"You write lyrics?" Qi Yule obviously didn't expect An An to say that, and was very surprised, but then said: "As long as An An likes it, you can write it as you say."

"But I haven't written lyrics." An An felt that this was a very big task, and she didn't know if it could be completed, but she didn't want to give up so quickly in her heart.

"Whether it's possible or not, let's try it first and see if we can write it." Qi Yule still agreed to An An. No matter what, he felt that it would be good if An An could try it himself. By the way, it could be regarded as training An An!

Hearing Qi Yule's words, An An seemed to think that was the case, and she wanted to try even more in her heart: "Okay, I'll give it a try, I'll start writing now, Uncle Qi can't harass me."

With that said, he took those notebooks away, and then walked directly to the other side of the table.

Qi Yule looked at his small body, sitting in front of the table very seriously, and couldn't help but want to laugh for a moment.He didn't bother An An either, he was busy typing his things on the computer.

On the other hand, An An climbed to the table in the recording studio, looked at the blank notebook, and didn't know what to write for a while.

This is the first time he has said that he wants to write lyrics, and his mind is still blank. He doesn't know if he can write it, and he doesn't know if he can write it.

With a sad face, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I bite my pen for a long time, but I can't write anything at all.

He stayed up for a long time without writing a word, which made him feel a little bit difficult.It happened that he saw his mobile phone nearby, so he couldn't help but picked up the mobile phone and opened the live broadcast space directly.

Thinking that I am sad anyway, I should chat with everyone, maybe I will have inspiration.Just now he heard Uncle Qi say that writing requires inspiration, although he still doesn't know much about inspiration.

But I feel that he is just looking for inspiration to be able to write it, otherwise he won't be able to write it even if he sits here until dawn.

"Hi everyone, do you miss me?" Although he had only met you not long ago, he still couldn't help asking you curiously. It may be a long-standing habit, so he asked everyone like this .

In the comments below, everyone said that they cooperated with this. He said: "Think about it, think about it."

"Not seeing each other for a day is like longing for three autumns."

"I miss you so much, I want to see you all the time."

An An, who had a sad face just now, burst into laughter when he saw the messages in front of him. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this recording studio is relatively good, and Qi Yule outside did not hear An An's unscrupulous whispers, but is continuing to work.

An An looked at the messages one by one, feeling very happy in her heart, and read them happily. Everyone thought that An An's appearance of reading characters was so cute, and she was extremely serious. Seeing it, I really wanted to hug her, and said that An An's parents It must be very happy to have such a lovely child as An An.

"I'm in my company now, and I have to write lyrics, but what I'm struggling with now is that I don't know what to write, and I don't have any inspiration yet."

An An felt that she was mainly looking for inspiration on the live broadcast, so she still stated her goal.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fans were amazed, or rather surprised.They felt that such a young child actually said that they wanted to write lyrics, so they had to look at An An differently.

They have to say that to be a child star, a child still needs a certain amount of talent. The lyrics cannot be written by just one or two people. Few adults can write them. This child actually said he could write them.

However, there are still many people who comfort An An, believing that he will be able to write it, and have been encouraging An An, and told An An not to be so anxious or panic in doing anything.

It needs to be done step by step and written step by step. I believe that the lyrics with real materials will be written soon.I can still write lyrics that I am satisfied with. Lyrics written in a hurry will definitely not satisfy people.

Listening to everyone's analysis, An An seemed to think that was the case, so don't worry.

After the live broadcast, he thought of his mother, and called Chu Yiyi directly: "Hey, Mommy, what are you doing now?"

"I'm chatting with my dad right now, what are you doing baby?" Chu Yiyi was still telling Luo Changxie that An An was too heartless, and that she had forgotten about her parents when she asked him to release an album.

"Me! I'm talking about the song with Uncle Qi, but I don't like the lyrics very much, so I'm going to write the lyrics myself now, but I don't know what to write at all. I just thought about it for a long time. I don't know what to write."

Although An An was complaining on purpose, it wasn't a complaint, and she was still very happy in her heart.Mainly because he felt that this was his first attempt, and he still felt that it was relatively new.

"Isn't An An the favorite to work hard? This time I believe that An An can also write it. Many things are difficult at the beginning, but as long as An An can have a good start, she will be able to write it, and she will be able to write it well."

Chu Yiyi was a little surprised when she thought of her son writing lyrics, but she didn't want to discourage her son. She felt that her son must be encouraged to continue to grow.

"I see, Mommy." An An felt that what her mother said was more correct: "Mommy, I will definitely do it. I will work hard and write good lyrics. You can look forward to it!"

"Okay, baby. Come on, Mommy will definitely look forward to it, knowing that baby will write good lyrics."

I don't know if it's because of Chu Yiyi's support, An An didn't think about it for a long time after that, and then she felt as if she had an inspiration.Holding a pen, I wrote stroke by stroke, without a trace of joke on my face, and wrote seriously.

At this time, An An seemed to have forgotten the time and the environment, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to writing the lyrics, and quickly wrote the lyrics.

(End of this chapter)