you were there

That night, the three of them had their own worries and couldn't sleep.

In those few days, Xia Moqiao didn't run the announcement, but went to the company's recording studio.

The company has a lot of recording studios, and they are all top-notch.The end of the year happened to be the film release period, and the recording work had already been completed. Compared with the busy office and public relations department, the recording studio seemed extraordinarily quiet.

The staff were a little surprised by Xia Moqiao's arrival, but they were also a little surprised.They wanted to call an idle producer to entertain him, but Xia Moqiao refused.

After the staff left, Xia Moqiao closed the door and played with the electric piano alone inside.

Maybe because of a flash of inspiration, Xia Moqiao had the urge to compose.Although he is well versed in music theory, he has never tried to compose music. Since his debut, he has always sung other people's songs, and rarely has his own original songs.

He went into the studio and didn't turn on the turntable because he couldn't use it.

He turned on the recording button on his phone, closed his eyes, and sang the melody in his mind softly.

His singing voice is also ethereal, and this song is also the key of girls, but in the verse part, it is the bass that he rarely uses.

For the interview that day, he has been brooding.In the past, he didn't want to prove anything, he just wanted to satisfy himself.

At this moment, he changed, and began to find fault.

He is persistent and serious in music, and emotionally is no exception.

After he finished singing, he walked out of the recording studio, put on the Sony earphones in the cabinet, and began to compose the melody he sang on the computer.

Xia Mozhen once taught herself Audacity for a while, but she was not proficient. She only lowered the key or lowered the noise of the song.

It may be that I am not very good at using the software in the computer, so I simply found a few pieces of paper, drew a stave, and marked the notes on it.

Without a ruler, the lines he draws are still straight and the fonts are still beautiful.It was the same as the font he signed on Zheng Qiaomei's sign-in form when he entered the school.

After a long time, when he put down his pen, he realized that Chen Zehai had been standing behind him.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice the presence of this person behind him.

Xia Moqiao got up in a hurry, showing a faint smile in the astonished expression.

"Good morning!"

Chen Zehai nodded slightly, and picked up the staff on the table.

"Is this the song you wrote?"

Xia Mozhen was a little shy, and explained: "It's just boring."

Unexpectedly, Chen Zehai sat in front of the electric piano and played according to the notes on the music score.

The black notes on the white paper seem to be dyed with colorful colors, interweaving colorful pictures in the air.

However, there is a touch of sadness and regret in that beauty.

"It's very pleasing to the ear. Have you thought about publishing it?"

Hearing this, Xia Moqiao was a little caught off guard.

"I also heard that you want to release an album, but our contract is about to expire. If you want to cooperate, do you want to consider renewing the contract?"

Xia Mozhen was a little silent, but he had already made a decision.

He also had no better reason to reject Chen Zehai, because the person he was looking for had already returned to his side, but he hadn't "recognized" him yet.

"When Mr. Mu Yuqiong introduced you, I was still a little hesitant, thinking that you were not suitable to be a star. Later, you impressed me with your efforts, and I spared no effort for you. I didn't know you and Mr. Mu Yuqiong I haven't contacted you yet, if it was him, I would advise you to stay."

Xia Moqiao still remembered this person.At the seaside ten years ago, Xia Moqiao met him once, and it was he who made Xia Moqiao decide to leave Qiuchen.

Xia Mozhen is still grateful to him, because he encouraged himself when he participated in the competition, and introduced himself to Fumo Records.

"I want to stay." Xia Moqiao's voice was firm, making Chen Zehai's eyes shine.

"Really?"

"Can the contract be signed for only one year? I'm not sure how long I can maintain this momentum. I don't want to delay the company."

Although Chen Zehai hesitated for a while, he still agreed.

"Then I'll let them prepare the contract, hold a press conference in a few days, and announce the signing and future plans to the outside world."

Xia Mozhen nodded.

"This song is very nice. It can be the title song of your new album. I can find top producers to help you with the lyrics and arrangement."

"Actually, I want to try it myself!"

Xia Mozhen's attempt to create has undoubtedly become another selling point.

"I'll go back and find a teacher to teach you, along with making an album. If you feel like it, you can be a producer and music director yourself."

Xia Mozhen was equally grateful for Chen Zehai's understanding.

Even after leaving Qiuchen, he still has these people who encourage and support him.

No matter how lonely I am, the warmth of this world seems to never dissipate.

Chen Zehai left, and Xia Mozhen was left to modify the melody from the depths of his soul in the recording studio.

In fact, the lyrics have been lingering in his mind for a long time, but he didn't write them down.

He has already defined the emotion of this song, but he is still thinking about it.

Perhaps, he has been waiting for a moment...

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Chen Zehai hired a producer for Xia Mozhen, who is responsible for teaching Xia Mozhen about music production.

Xia Mozhen is very talented and learns quickly. Not only can she operate the record table for recording records, but she also learned basic arrangement and harmony writing.

In the past few days, Xia Mozhen didn't sleep much, and has been soaking in the company to learn how to make music.Sometimes after studying abroad, I simply slept in the recording studio.

The weather turned cold, and when Xia Moqiao walked out of the company, the thin jacket could no longer stop the chill of late autumn.

Being used to walking, he walked back to the hotel, took a hasty shower, and collapsed on the bed.

However, he still did not fall asleep, and the notes and melody were still in his mind.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he knew that the melody he thought of before going to bed still lingered in his ears.

He remembered that he went to bed after two o'clock, and the total amount of sleep in the past few days did not exceed ten hours.

When he lifted the quilt and was about to record the melody in his mind, he realized that the biting chill had already seeped into his skin.

The originally sober mind was also a little dizzy, and the bright eyes became much dimmer.

At this time, the door rang.

He dragged his feet to open the door.When the door opened, Xia Moqiao was a little surprised.

Qiu Chen was dressed in a casual suit, her strong and tall figure was very eye-catching, but there was a hint of sadness hidden in her eyes.

Xue Minran hasn't gotten up yet, because it's not yet time to leave.

Today's recording is a reality show, which is about outdoor sports.

When Xia Mozhen saw Qiuchen, she didn't exchange any greetings, but took the sportswear in the closet and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Xia Moqiao locked the door, and that door seemed to be a barrier between the two.

Ten years ago, two people could share a bathroom at the same time, but now they have to lock the cold door like a stranger.

Qiu Chen felt a little sentimental, but said nothing.He just paced around the room, replaying the good old days in his mind.

Suddenly, he was awakened by a voice immersed in his memory, and that voice also pulled him back to reality.

Accompanied by that sound, there was also the sound of the mouthwash cup falling.

Qiuchen rushed to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Hey!"

There was no response from inside, the call seemed to fall into the deep sea, and after a few echoes, there was no news.

"what happened to you?"

There was still no response from inside, and Qiuchen's heart suddenly jumped.

He hit the door with his strong body, and the scene inside could not be seen clearly through the blurred glass. This was the first time Qiuchen panicked.

After more than a dozen clicks, the door lock was a little loose. He pressed his elbow hard a few times, and the crisp sound of the door lock falling made him suddenly rush in.

The familiar body collapsed in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the upper body of the penis did not take away Qiu Chen's gaze, nor did it ignite his penis.

Xia Moqiao's face was pale, like a lily that had been sucked out of its nutrients.His lips were tightly closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he buried all the pain in his heart and endured it alone.

Qiuchen's two sword eyebrows curved anxiously. He shook Xia Moqiao and called his name, but Xia Moqiao still didn't respond.

Simply, he picked him up directly, put the jacket of the hall on his body, and went straight out of the hotel.

On the road, the silver BMW still surpassed one car after another.At this moment, he was not enjoying the feeling of transcendence, but was worried about the unconscious person beside him.

He didn't know why, but at the moment when he saw his pale face, his heart seemed to be bleeding.He wasn't worried, but afraid—he was afraid that he would lose him again...

Looking at his pale face, he regretted it!

Ten years ago, I shouldn't have left him.If I could be more rational and tolerant at that moment, the two people would not have no intersection in these ten years, leaving a blank space.

Obviously, he still loves him, but because of his stubbornness, he doesn't want to tell him, let alone admit it.

Time heals all and forgives all.Those devastated will be healed by the potion of time; those full of anger will also be extinguished by the magic of time.

At the moment, those resentments don't matter anymore.He just wanted him to wake up, tell him his true thoughts these days, and tell him how he missed him these years.

Obviously I quit everything about him, but when he appeared, those habits became natural again.

Those good things were given to him unconsciously.It's just that, from the original intimacy, to the present silence.

He still treats him well, and still loves him, but from a kind of intimacy to the current indifference.