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After the meeting with Mr. Tan Qing, Gao Qiyin did not start the arrangement work immediately, but wrote the other songs in the album first, and occasionally returned to the arrangement when he suddenly had some ideas, and then recorded them. Tried them all.

Leyin does not force artists to create in the studio. After all, some people do prefer to write songs at home or in a specific environment, just like Gao Qiyin went there when he wrote youth-themed songs. Z is the largest.

But relatively speaking, Gao Qiyin is still used to creating in Leyin's studio. First, there are more equipment here. When he needs to use some instruments or sound effects that he does not have, it is relatively convenient in the company.

Another reason is that the concepts of company and home are still somewhat different. After all, he used to create at home, but no company provided him with opportunities.

For creators, sometimes inspiration can't be stopped when it comes, and even the wind and rain can't even think about it.

When it was almost time to get off work on Friday, Gao Qiyin came to inspiration and started to write a new song. Even Liang Feng came in and greeted him when he was off work. Interrupting him, he left first.

So when Gao Qiyin reacted and looked at the time, the hour hand had already passed twelve o'clock.

Leyin's studio floors are all equipped with a lounge with a single bed and a shower room, but he didn't bring any clothes with him, so he simply sorted out his things, called for a rental and went back to the dormitory, and then brought a simple change of clothes the next day I went to the company again, so as not to waste time on the way back and forth.

For the whole weekend, he locked himself in the studio, completely forgetting that Fu Ning said that he would take a promotional photo next week, and stayed up for two days and nights to finish writing the song. On Monday morning, he saw dark circles under his eyes. Think about taking pictures.

After Leyin got on the right track, Le Zhen didn't come here very often. After all, his main business was in the real estate area, and most of the time he went to the head office. It was enough for Leyin to come here for a day or two a week.

When he came to Leyin that day, he went to the ninth floor for a stroll as usual. For some reason, every time Le Zhen would habitually take a look at Gao Qiyin before returning to his office to work.

I went up to the ninth floor and saw that there was no one in the studio. I thought that Gao Qiyin hadn't come yet, so I turned around and wanted to go upstairs, but I ran into him coming out of the lounge with messy hair and rubbing his eyes. I didn't see him, so I went to wash up I almost hit the door.

When Le Zhen saw it, she thought that a homeless man from nowhere had broken into the company. When she followed him into the bathroom, she was shocked again when she saw two shadows under the other person's eyes: " Hey, are you going to Chengdu to take a promotional photo with the national treasures?"

Gao Qiyin just finished squeezing the toothpaste and put it in his mouth, when he saw Le Zhen appearing, he was taken aback for a moment, and instinctively responded "Huh?".

After being stunned, he asked him with bubbles in his mouth that he couldn't hear clearly: "Boss, why are you here?"

Le Zhen took out her mobile phone and clicked on the calendar, and showed him the screen: "Monday, why are you here." Monday is usually the day when Le Zhen comes to Leyin to deal with things.

Gao Qiyin let out an "oh" and didn't say anything further. He just moved the toothbrush slowly, and he didn't know how much effort he used.

Le Zhen put away her mobile phone, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and leaned against the door frame to look at Gao Qiyin's side face, while the other party stared blankly at the mirror, and glanced at Le Zhen's reflection in the mirror from time to time.

"Stayed up late?" Le Zhen asked him suddenly.

He nodded.

"How many days have you been up?"

He looked up at the top of the mirror, recalled it in his mind, then raised his empty left hand to make a gesture of two, then picked up the water glass and began to rinse his mouth.

"Write a song?"

The person who was rinsing his mouth responded with a "huh" amidst a burst of "grunts".

The voice gradually stopped, Gao Qiyin put the used toothbrush cup aside, pulled off the towel hanging beside it and wiped his mouth.

Le Zhen shook her head, then walked to the other party, took the towel in his hand, and wiped off the foam on his face that was not wiped off.Gao Qiyin only listened to the other party's tone of concern that he heard from this person for the first time: "If you work so hard, you will not be able to write songs if your body is damaged."

He took the towel handed back by Le Zhen, lowered his head, and explained guiltily: "It's just these two days, you know, sometimes inspiration comes and you can't stop it, it's not because you're afraid of waking up from sleep Just forget it."

Le Zhen couldn't help laughing, he knew it anyway.He only knew that fortunately this was just a promotional photo, and it was just a shot of a distant view or a silhouette, and it would be fine to cover the dark circles with concealer. If it was a frontal album photo, he would regret it by then.

"Have you finished writing that song?" He asked Gao Qiyin.

"After finishing writing, I just need to record a demo tape."

So Le Zhen ordered: "Wash your face, have breakfast, go back to the dormitory to rest after the recording, and go directly to the shooting tomorrow."

Gao Qiyin quickly responded, soaked a towel in water and wiped his face indiscriminately, and then asked after drying, "Boss, is this considered a paid leave?"

Le Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she couldn't help but pat Gao Qiyin on the head, and said, "Do the math!"

Gao Qiyin then simply went to the underground staff cafeteria to have some breakfast according to the next task, then finished recording the demo tape at the most efficient speed, and went home to rest after hearing the order.

Fortunately, the mental state of the young man also recovered quickly. After adequate rest, most of the dark circles disappeared the next day.

Gao Qiyin has only made music for a long time, and the previous self-made albums only designed the discs, so there is no need to mention taking album photos.

When he finished his makeup and changed his clothes and entered the shed, the staff were still making preparations, so he followed the guide and sat on his own resting seat beside Liang Feng.He kept looking left and right, and felt that it was very fresh. Although it was a strange environment that he had never experienced before, he felt at ease, making him feel that he was indeed doing the work of a signed singer.

This thought made him happy, and the tension in his heart was suppressed, replaced by more expectations.

However, the promotional photo of the singer was just as Le Zhen thought before, only a silhouette of the profile face and hand movements playing the guitar.

Gao Qiyin's profile is very beautiful, from the forehead to the chin is perfect, especially the curvature of the two lips, his lips are slightly parted, and people can't help but look there, imagining that from such a What music will flow from the lips.

The photographer understands the popular point very well, because originally another kind of photo was to capture the distant view of him holding the guitar and standing on the stage, but he found that Gao Qiyin's fingers are also very slender, and it looks different no matter how they are placed on the guitar strings. In order to find a sense of harmony, he changed the long shot to a close shot, enhanced the lighting behind him, and took the second promotional photo.

These promotional photos are used to display on the company's official website and in the tantalizing promotional video. It is said that the video is actually a five-second photo.Not only that, but it was divided into several batches. For the first promotion of "singer", only silhouette photos were used, and for the second promotion of "self-created", this half-stage photo of hands and guitar will be used, and a short paragraph will be added at that time Music audition, and the third start is related to the officially released album, and this part will be filmed later.

Two days later, Fu Ning sent the repaired promotional photo to Gao Qiyin. The toned photo was more saturated. He looked at it a few times and was very satisfied, and then forwarded it to the group at home.

Although the last message is still the one I sent before.

The creation of the new song is still going on in an orderly manner. Gao Qiyin successfully completed two more songs, during which time he re-edited a version of the song for "START".At that time, he and Tan Qing agreed not to send the compiled music to the other party, but to listen to it together when he returned to China for a meeting.

In this way, only "Departure Station" and another song are left that have not yet completed the demo tape.

The last song has no inspiration for the time being, and he didn't think about what specific theme to write about, so he put it aside and prepared to write the title song by hand.

The whole song is roughly divided into three parts by him, the first is the original intention, the second is the preparation, and the third is the departure. Correspondingly, the song can be roughly divided into the first verse, the second verse, and all the choruses.

He already had a general idea for the song, and the lyrics for the chorus part went smoothly. After all, this idea has been lingering in his mind for a long time, and he just visualized it into lyrics at this time, almost blurting it out.As for the second verse, he spent a day in the studio and finished the lyrics.

But in the first verse after the prelude, Gao Qiyin seemed to be in trouble.

He sometimes sits in the studio with his guitar in his arms for a whole day, and he may not be able to write any good words.Even if I wrote two paragraphs, I felt terrible when I read it the next day, so I continued to wipe it off and start over from scratch.

He suddenly realized that this result might have come from the family group in WeChat that had never received a reply.

Even though he tried his best not to care about whether there was a reply from his parents, his body and sincerity could not deceive anyone.He would always click on WeChat by accident, and even if he pulled down the message prompt bar countless times, he still didn't give up, and went to see if there was any new news like an obsession.

He had never felt this way before, but now that everything was on track, he realized that he still wanted a word of approval from his parents.

Although it usually doesn't have any impact on my creation, when I really face this problem, I realize that it has been stuck in my throat like a tiny fishbone, I can't pick it out, I can't swallow it, only when it should be When he sang his ideal loudly to the world, he strangled his throat and choked all the words he wanted to say back into his throat.

When Le Zhen came that day, Gao Qiyin was writing the last song in the album except the theme song, and when he saw him coming in, he played a part for him and asked him how he was doing.

Le Zhen bent her mouth and clapped her hands, praising: "Very good."

Gao Qiyin knew that no matter what tune he played, as long as it was not an alien tune that was too difficult to understand, Le Zhen would not raise any big opinions. As he said before, he was free to sing whatever he wanted.

So Gao Qiyin's play was just a show rather than a question, he just wanted to play the tune and let the other party listen to it, although he didn't know why in his heart.

After hearing the other party's answer, he smiled at him, and quickly lowered his head to write down the tune in the music book.

Le Zhen looked down at the hair twirling on the top of his head, feeling something was wrong.

Although Gao Qiyin smiled at himself just now, if a small branch was inserted into his hairpin, the branch should be wilted, because the smile was not very wide, and it hadn't even persisted until it turned completely. Turning around, it was like a faint forced smile.

Le Zhen intentionally wanted to make him happy, so she said, "You know what, you look like those down-and-out scholars in ancient times who failed in the exam and were forced to wander." Compared with the back, "It's the kind that wears a hat and carries a rag schoolbag."

Normally, Le Zhen would never make such childish actions, but now he not only acts like coaxing a child, but has not been rewarded. He only received a blank stare from the other party, and a complaint by the way: " Boss, you are really vicious."

Le Zhen didn't understand, so Gao Qiyin explained to him: "Are you cursing me for being exhausted?"

Le Zhen laughed when he heard the words, why did he become him and curse him again.

Since the trick of making people happy doesn't work, we can only chat normally, so Le Zhen put on a serious expression and asked him directly: "What's on your mind recently?"

After finishing speaking, Gao Qi felt that the emotions around him dropped instantly, and the wilting branches bent down a little more.

He said softly: "Has the boss changed his career to become a psychologist? Is this going to open another psychotherapy room and ask me to test the waters?"

Le Zhen heard that his tone was wrong, and was about to say something, but he lowered his head and continued: "I sent a message to my parents."

Then he laughed again, and continued, "They didn't give any response."

Gao Qiyin thought that they might scold him, and even thought of what they would scold him, but he didn't expect to ignore them.

He simply poured out these two sentences, and then he seemed to be worried that the boss would be worried about the album after hearing these words, so he hurriedly explained.

"But boss," he called Le Zhen softly, "there's just a little signal failure right now, and it's already being repaired, and it will start again after the repair is over, boss, you don't have to worry about me."

Le Zhen looked down at the ball of hair quietly.In fact, on the day he came back from Z University, after hearing Gao Qiyin's words, although he was the one who secretly persuaded the other party to inform his parents, he actually thought about whether such a situation would happen.

In fact, waiting for Gao Qiyin to figure it out is not impossible, but it may take a little longer.Although Le Zhen felt that there was no need to worry that the other party would affect the final progress of the album, he thought he had a better way.

So Le Zhen asked him: "Are you free in the next few days?"

Gao Qiyin raised his head abruptly, his gaze fell into the other's dark brown eyes, and he replied somewhat mechanically, "I've been in the studio all the time."

Le Zhen raised her hand to look at the time, and it was almost time for the video conference.He nodded and said, "I'll go up first, and I'll send you a message later."

After speaking, he moved his fingers hesitantly, and finally raised his hand and rubbed it on Gao Qiyin's head, messing up the hair that had been disturbing his mind.

When Le Zhen walked out, Gao Qi was stunned because he raised his hand to touch his hair.Different from Le Zhen's casual touch last time, he seemed to use some force this time, and the slight heat in his hand seemed to spread all the way to his scalp, and he even felt his head was inexplicably hot, until the phone's message notification sounded He wakes up.

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, I will pick you up at Bilingyuan."

Gao Qiyin watched the news, although he didn't know what Le Zhen was going to take him to do, but he raised the corner of his mouth from the bottom of his heart, and replied: "Okay."