My wife is in my arms

Chapter 63 Music Teacher

The fingers gently pluck the strings.

A deep and sad sound gradually spread in this small recording studio. This melody seemed to carry a trace of lovesickness, a trace of tenderness, and a faint sadness that could not be concealed.

Xia Zhiqiu, who was looking down at Li Zongsheng making a simple music score, turned to look at him for no reason.

Among all musical instruments, the erhu has the widest range of functions, but not many people can play it well. However, this Li Zongsheng played the erhu so well that it sounded like crying and complaining. For a moment, thousands of thoughts flooded her mind.

The erhu sound continues.

Sometimes it sounded like a gentle sigh, sometimes it sounded gentle and sad. It was not until Li Zongsheng gestured to her that Xia Zhiqiu restrained her emotions that were affected by the sound of the erhu.

She stared at the simple music score on the board in front of her, and then played the small thumb piano. The sound of the thumb piano was ethereal, pleasant, clear and transparent. When such a sound was injected into the sad erhu sound, it was like the sun pushing away the clouds, and the silky rays of light instantly fell over the city. The sound of sadness was diluted, but inexplicably there was a kind of delicacy and tenderness that went straight to the heart.

Subconsciously.

Xia Zhiqiu turned his head and looked at the reserved window sill made of two layers of diaphragm glass.

From this angle, she saw that in this endless late autumn rain, some yellow leaves had already fallen, and some were carried away by the wind and rain.

The low erhu sound gradually faded into the cold water-like tone of the thumb piano like a mournful wail.

......

After several rounds of adjustments, Zhang You listened carefully to the song several times with headphones on after the recording was completed. The original version of the song he composed was from a Japanese female composer named Yukiko Isomura, and this song was completed by her in collaboration with a famous erhu player.

"The Street Where the Wind Lives"

This is the name of the song.

This kind of pure music is not suitable for the theme of unrequited love in film and television dramas, but Zhang You has never watched film and television dramas, so he just used this song. Anyway, the tenderness and sadness of the erhu and the crispness and depth of the thumb piano can be considered to be suitable for all love dramas.

This song is also Zhang You’s favorite.

Every time his wife cheated, he would work until late at night and come home, often wearing headphones and playing this song... immersing himself in sadness.

“I think piano would be more suitable.”

At this time.

Xia Zhiqiu said, "The piano has an elegance and delicacy that the thumb piano doesn't have. Playing this piece on the piano might add a sense of sadness."

"Can"

Zhang You naturally knew that the piano was better, so he just recorded it and listened to it first.

Even though he remembered the music scores, he was not a professional musician. The reason he could identify music scores by listening to the music was because he had worked with so many top musicians and had honed his skills over a long period of time.

If he could really compose a completely new piece of music, Zhang You would have the ability to do so.

same.

Writing lyrics... He has written no less than twenty songs, but none of them became popular. It is precisely because of this that there are rumors in the music industry... that as long as his songs are not popular, there are basically rumors that he wrote the lyrics and composed the music himself.

"I now believe that you are not the husband of the singing queen Jiang Yiren, but Li Zongsheng"

Xia Zhiqiu said with a smile.

"hehe"

Zhang You chuckled twice and said, "From what you said, I can tell that you are a die-hard fan of Jiang Yiren. Otherwise, you would know Jiang Yiren's husband so well."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah"

Xia Zhiqiu nodded desperately and said, "Her husband is such a jerk. He lost so much money gambling. I don't know how Jiang Yiren endured it. If it were me..."

"What would happen if it were you!?"

Zhang You took over the topic and asked with a smile. "Divorce?"

Xia Zhiqiu gave this answer without even thinking.

"You probably don't understand what love is!? What is marriage!? Once you understand and experience it, you'll know that love is never simple, and marriage is not something you can just leave. It's easy to say you're done with it, but how many people can actually do it? Life isn't an idol drama; it can't be painted with all sorts of romantic colors. Most of the time, life is a quagmire that makes people sink deeper and deeper into it."

When they got downstairs, Zhang You turned around and said to the woman following behind him with a smile.

If marriage could be ended at will, he would not have died suddenly on the stage from exhaustion in his previous life.

Although he has some personality problems, the first key issue is that his wife married him when he had nothing at the time and his career was at its peak. With such a reason, as long as a man still has a conscience, he will not divorce.

“You speak as if you understand everything.”

Xia Zhiqiu smiled and said, "By the way, you used the recording studio on the second floor today and asked me to help you. Forget about the money for helping you, but you still have to pay for the rental of the recording studio. Here, musician Li Zongsheng..."

Zhang You took the payment QR code handed to him by Xia Zhiqiu with a smile, scanned it and transferred 10,000 yuan directly.

This price is indeed a bit high.

But it's still worth it.

"After adding the piano sound, record it and send it to me to listen to."

Zhang You hadn't finished speaking yet.

He noticed that the woman was looking at him with a half-smile. Zhang You asked in confusion, "What's wrong??"

“Do you feel that your routine is a bit old?”

Xia Zhiqiu teased.

"Woman, I have three pieces of advice for you. First, don't think you're beautiful. Second, don't think you're very charming. Third, don't always assume that all men you meet have bad intentions towards you. Don't worry, when this song is accepted by the director, I'll give you a red envelope as a thank you."

Opening his umbrella, Zhang You prepared to leave.

Just as he stepped out of Suiyuanfang store, a woman's voice came from behind him. Zhang You turned his head slightly puzzled.

"Zongsheng Musicians, give me three pieces of advice, and I'll give you one."

Xia Zhiqiu, wearing a simple pair of high-waisted jeans and a light grey, slightly androgynous top, stood in front of the glass counter. Under Zhang You's gaze, dimples appeared on her cheeks again. She said, "All women have names. You can't refer to women by their gender. It's rude. My name is Xia Zhiqiu. I'm the Zhiqiu who cried in the evening, and I'm the Zhiqiu who spent the spring morning hand in hand."

"My name is Zhang You, we are from the same school and friends, comrades are friends, hello, Comrade Xia Zhiqiu"

"I think it should be about cultivating one's emotions and aspirations, and cultivating oneself with determination."

Hearing Li Zongsheng's words, Xia Zhiqiu's lips curled up like a swirl with an intoxicating intensity. She waved her hand and said, "Now we know each other. After you finish this song, I'll give you a 5% discount if you come back next time."

"You give me a discount like this...it makes me want to beat you up."

Made a joke.

Zhang You walked to the car parked in front of the store with an umbrella, opened the door, put away the umbrella, and was about to leave when he noticed that Xia Zhiqiu in the store was still smiling at him.

"come on"

Just like when he first learned that he was not famous, Xia Zhiqiu encouraged him again and said, "I believe you will become famous in the future."

"You should also work hard and don't let down the expectations of all the students who don't have enough to eat."

Zhang You joked.

"Drive carefully on rainy days"

An angry voice suddenly rang out, merging with the drizzle outside the store, forming a clarity and silhouette unique to this late autumn.

(End of this chapter)