[Idol trainee] please pick me up

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[Humans are strange creatures. 】

[The so-called love is not only a defect of human beings, but also a special emotion possessed by human beings. 】

【It can be a matter of a second, a minute, a day, a week, a month, a year, or a lifetime, or even longer, when human beings meet love. 】

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[Congratulations, the game is cleared. 】

When I got the phone again, a message from an unknown contact with such content appeared in the inbox.

Needless to say, it must be from "that woman".

Although it was true that it was a "villain" script in the traditional sense, it unexpectedly kept its promise.

He laughed, but also heaved a sigh of relief.

His luggage had already been sent back to the company before the dinner, so now he just needs to wait for the company to send a car to pick him up.

Sitting at the bus stop listening to music with headphones on, Park Yuzhen felt the emotion called "loneliness" for the first time since the program recording began.

Although the female voice in the headphones was relaxed and happy, the surroundings were full of traffic and people's voices, and everything in front of his eyes and ears was extremely lively, but this excitement seemed to have nothing to do with him.

It was only less than 10 minutes apart, and he had already started to miss those noisy and sincere teenagers.

There are female high school students who are waiting for the bus to discuss the new boy group 2nd, and they are even discussing who is more suitable to be a boyfriend and who is more suitable to be a husband.He listened to Ben Xian's boredom with relish, and nodded his approval from time to time.

And at this moment, although no one noticed, the central figure of the topic they were discussing suddenly appeared like this.

The teenagers' car to the new company appeared on the road in front of him at a red light.

It was as if Pu Yuzhen's ears were actively filtering out all other noises, accurately capturing the voices of the teenagers amidst the noise.

He waved to the lowered car window, and the teenager wearing a mask and bucket hat inside the window waved to him too.

They didn't speak, and couldn't speak, they just looked at each other quietly with smiles in this short period of time.

Pu Yuzhen suddenly felt a strange trance, as if this kind of staring had happened countless times between them.

Under the sunshine in the afternoon of spring, the palms raised by the two were softly blurred.The sun was so warm around the only bit of their skin that was exposed.

But soon, the signal lights flickered and changed, the car moved slowly, the windows went up, and the people in the car disappeared together with the car.

Everything returned to its original silence.

Pu Yuzhen wore headphones and continued to smile behind the mask, and hummed softly along with the song in the headphones, "No matter how many light years apart, I will continue to hum this song."

"The one in the car just now...is it Cai Xukun?"

But the female high school students on the platform realized it later.

The girls turned around slowly like that, and turned their eyes to Pu Yuzhen who was sitting at the side.

They have been covered so that only the eyes and hands are exposed, how did you microscope girls recognize it—it’s really just a random guess.

He was panic-stricken, hoping that the company would suddenly appear like a superhero to save himself from fire and water, but he still managed to look normal.Well, anyway, they are just guessing, as long as they pretend to be calm, they shouldn't...

"Excuse me...are you Park Yuzhen's trainee from MMO?" one of the girls asked cautiously, and at the same time shattered all of Park Yuzhen's illusions.

As a member of the final round of an talent show with record-breaking ratings, almost all eyes were on him as soon as the female high school student said those words.

Pu Yuzhen was sweating profusely and almost wanted to run away, but he still forced himself to be calm, squinted his eyes and smiled, nodded and waved at her.

"Ouba! Oppa, do you know how much I like you? Your singing voice is very touching. I use a notebook to write down every line you sing and bring it with me. I will show it to you—"

Who would have thought that the girl would have completed a character change in a second as if possessed by something, rushing to hold his hand was a burst of emotional confession, and even scratched the back of his hand because of being too excited up.

Although Pu Yuzhen was taken aback by her action, at this moment, he could only calm down her emotions and signaled her not to rush and speak slowly.

MMO's car finally arrived to rescue the distressed, and the accompanying assistants had to squeeze the overly dense crowd out of a passable road, and pulled away the girl who was holding on to Pu Yuzhen.

"I like Cai Xukun's IWannaGetLove very much. Can Ouba sing a few lines? Just two lines! I'm satisfied with two lines—"

Pu Yuzhen kept apologizing and bowing, and walked safely to the car parked in front of the station under the protection of his assistants and bodyguards.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he heard the high school girl behind him who had been out of control since just now shouting.

He held the car door and turned around, looking at the girl who was about to overflow with longing in his eyes, and even looked like she was about to cry. He really couldn't get into the car with such anticipation as if nothing had happened.

"Okay." So he smiled and reached out to take off his mask.

"If you call me baby I will come so fast, If you call me baby I will be your side."

He didn't start singing from the beginning, but just clenched his hands into fists and put them to his mouth to clear his throat, and sang out his favorite two lines.

His singing voice is completely insulated from sexiness, but he looks at the girl so tenderly, and sings the lyrics with the same gentle smile——

The girl covered her mouth with tears streaming down her face, feeling like she was about to faint in the next second.

Pu Yuzhen fulfilled her little wish, and finally boarded the car to isolate the outside crowd.

"You still like to do these incomprehensible things all the time."

He got such an evaluation, but he was always smiling.

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【Interested to listen?My new song. 】

Cai Xukun, who was resting in the dressing room between rushing to the show, received a message from Park Yuzhen.

After the finals, Park Yuzhen returned to mnet, but was so lucky to get the opportunity to enter a university for further studies in related arts because of his songwriting ability shown in the show.

He will return someday in the future as a music producer.

Of course, in order to prevent being completely forgotten by the fans who supported him before that, it is necessary to always pay attention to bringing forth the new.

The song that Cai Xukun is now tasting is precisely the first complete and independent composition of Park Yuzhen after his rebirth.

Naturally, it has not yet been published on the Internet.

In fact, he hasn't even had time to show the finished piece to anyone.

Cai Xukun, the first listener who didn't know about this, received an untitled music file as a follower of kindness.

He looked around at the teenagers who were taking the time to close their eyes and rest, and he untied the tangled earphones and stuffed them into his ears to open the music.

Starting with a brisk country road tune, it gradually becomes more and more exciting during the repetition of the main theme, and after reaching its peak, it returns to silence amidst the sound of timpani as if someone had struck a stick.

After a brief silence, the low-pitched cello began to tell the story again, and then other musical instruments and gradual vocals were added one after another to make the music appear multi-layered, bringing the music to a similar magnificence and grandeur.

At the end of the song, amidst the loud voices of the singers, the song came to an end in infinite light, as if it had already ended, and it seemed to be unfinished.

The whole piece of music is like a record of the adventures of a brave man in a different world, from being a fledgling, to fighting the dragon bravely, falling into a slump after being defeated, then returning to the battlefield with his partners, and finally returning triumphantly with the fangs of the dragon— —It will give people such rich plot associations.

And this extremely rich change is only completed in the continuous variation of a main theme.

This is not the piano piece he used to compose, but is presented entirely with brass music and vocals.Completely different from his usual stereotype, this piece is grand but not heavy.

It seems to have a sense of sight, and even people who don't understand music can be given dreams in a few minutes, a narrative poem of a young hero.

And his ending has always been clean and neat, and he stopped abruptly at the end of the song.Never sloppy, there will be no sense of extension, and the deep meaning in the music can only be remembered by the audience.

Although it is the first time to compose a complete song, it is mature enough.

【It's really good, does it have a name? 】

Unexpectedly, the other party was so talented in composing, Cai Xukun replied with his cute emoji package.

【not yet. 】

Park Yuzhen also responded with an emoji of himself supporting his forehead.

Teenagers have become accustomed to stealing pictures from talented Weibo netizens and using these emoticons to fully express their inner emotions in chatting.

Cai Xukun bit his lip and thought for a while, but the words he typed on the keyboard were repeatedly deleted by himself.And just when he was hesitating, Pu Yuzhen sent a new message.

[Actually, I want to use this song as a sequel, and I will add a few strokes to it every once in a while. It should be decided when the second piece is written. 】

【it is good. 】

In the end, I deleted the part I just wrote, and only replied with such a word.

[If the second song is finished, do you want to come to MMO to listen? 】

【it is good. 】

Cai Xukun thought about it, and deleted the "We'll find you together" that had already been typed out, leaving only one good word.

And Pu Yuzhen over there raised his coffee and took a sip, while relaxing his body and leaning against the back of the chair behind him, the bitter and slightly sour taste spread from the tip of his tongue to the entire mouth.

When exactly did it start?

Completely unknown.

Pu Yuzhen was not surprised by this strange emotion that seemed to sprout suddenly, but took it for granted from the bottom of his heart.

As long as you think of each other, there will be a warm current gushing from the bottom of your heart, as long as you are together, your heart will be slightly sour and beating with joy.

All this made him soberly aware that it was not out of love or other emotions——

As if predestined, this is the emotion called love coming quietly.

Yes, his heart was in love.

On the night when the second song was finished, Cai Xukun saw this scene when he walked into the MMO practice room.

Pu Yuzhen stood alone in the corner by the window, strumming the strings and playing a gentle tune.

The young man has a tall and straight figure, but has bangs that are as soft as wool and can cover half of his eyes when he closes his eyes. With his eyes closed and his mouth smiling, he is completely immersed in his performance, and the music sound is also rare for him. Gentle, as dreamy and beautiful as first love, it seems to be met under the cherry blossom tree on this spring night.

Such scenes will never be forgotten.

"Do these two pieces have names now?"

After his performance, Cai Xukun handed over the special products he brought back from his China tour, and asked.

"Both pieces have the same title—you know that."

Pu Yuzhen smiled slyly, and Cai Xukun spread his hands to express his ignorance.

"Marchenmeines Lebens."

He smiled with pure tenderness in his eyes.

Although there was a slight redness on his face, his expression was extremely calm, without any shyness or concealment.

When it was time to be frank, this man was unexpectedly very frank.

He is confessing with music.

I like you and want to know...do you like me too?

The author has something to say:

The title is Marchenmeines Lebens, which means "stories written for you".

The song I hummed was "Previous Past Life"

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In the past two days or not, she had a lot of chats with Fu Sheng. She did want to write something special. The recent bamboo horse chapter should be serialized smoothly.

I will simultaneously serialize a special joint episode corresponding to her plot, but if you don’t read mine, it won’t affect your understanding of the content of her story

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As for myself, people may think that my painting style changes suddenly in the later stage, but in fact, this kind of provocative writing style that seems to be FGO narrative is the original me.

For the time being, I was doing things that I was not good at at all, so the effect has not been good, and this has been very distressing, so let's try when I hit a wall.

Just now that the text is over and everyone has basically given up, I can let myself go kkk with peace of mind.

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Before that, because I found that few people liked my stories, I also thought about making some changes to follow the fashion trends.

But as expected, compared to being seen by more people, I still want to write my own story in the end, so I will always adhere to this principle while making some changes that can make my own articles interesting.

I did feel the harmony in my comment section after reading Fu Sheng and her comments on a certain article. I can meet so many little angels, and I don’t like to abandon the article directly instead of running to scold me. People are already very thankful.

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Because writing like this is a failed attempt, and revealing the truth is just to let the story have a beginning and an end. In fact, I have given up a bit and want to be perfunctory.

So for the next book, firstly, I will not bury the long-term foreshadowing that makes everyone curious. After all, I have too little experience and I am not good at writing. This will save everyone from having to read again to see what I want to express.

The next book will continue the story of this kind of little person. As a food lover who eats all the famous places nearby, I even want to write about a late-night canteen.

I'm really not good at funny things, after all, I'm a boring person myself.

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My Jinjiang has a problem again and I can't log in at all...Maybe it's blocked by the wall every day, so I didn't update yesterday (falling to the ground)

I can't reply to yesterday's one, it shows that it has been deleted... I tried my best