[Korean Entertainment] My right hand is supernatural

The warm sunlight poured into the room through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the man sitting on the ground with a layer of soft radiance.

The interior is a piece of tranquility and peace commensurate with the great sunshine, except for the occasional rustling of pens across paper.

This subtle sound not only did not destroy the leisurely and lazy atmosphere in the afternoon, but also highlighted the tranquility and peace in the room.

The man sitting cross-legged and writing in front of the tea table is naturally Mr. Quan Zhiyongquan.

When I was listening to Ah You's previous songs, he suddenly had an inspiration, so he temporarily stopped the Amway activities and began to write lyrics for Sun's new song.

In this regard, Ah You raised his hands and feet to support him, in his mind.

Writing and revising, the thinking is still quite smooth.But Quan Zhilong was not satisfied at all.

Because, word.good.ugly.

Looking at the Korean characters that he wrote with his left hand as neatly as possible but still crooked, Quan Zhilong's lips pursed slightly unhappily. His handwriting in elementary school might be better than it is now.

Poke the notebook with the tip of a pen, Quan Zhilong couldn't help squinting at the face in the palm of his right hand that was leisurely closing his eyes and enjoying the sunshine.

And the right hand is going to be stiff.Lose.up.

In order to cooperate with Ah You, Quan Zhilong not only can't write with his right hand, but also violates the most comfortable posture with the palm facing down and the palm is slightly curved, forcibly turning the wrist so that the palm faces up, and the palm of the hand can't be too curled up.

For a short time like this, Quan Zhilong didn't feel that there was any problem, but after an hour, he felt like his hand had fallen off.

The instigator still looked so leisurely, the unhappy Quan Mengmeng bit the penholder.

Bathed in the sun, everything is so natural, comfortable, peaceful... no wonder!

boomshakalaka, boomshakalaka, bboomshakalaka, dandandandandance.

Ah You, who was finally able to be quiet, went crazy, and was obviously repeated twice by Quan Zhilong's single. Why did this rhythm take root in his mind?

The feeling that the more you want not to recall this rhythm, the more this rhythm emerges spontaneously and consciously... It's ecstasy.

Ah You, who originally wanted to close his eyes to calm the Divine Comedy to no avail, opened his eyes and glared at the producer of the Divine Comedy.

Is he writing the lyrics for the demo this morning?Fortunately, it wasn't composing, otherwise another electronic sound might sweep her brain.

Ah Youyou was so thankful, while looking at most of Quan Zhilong's face as far as he could see.

The face is really small, looking at Ah You, it is crooked. The man's brows are a little gathered because of the master's deep thinking, the slender eyes are deep and serious because of the master's concentration, and the thin lips are pursed together. The most important thing is the softer face contour in the sun...

It made Ah You kind of stretch out his hand to cover it to see, is it her hand that is bigger or his face?

ah.correct.Isn't her own face in his hands now?That's why she's a veritable slap face ahaha.With crooked eyebrows, Ah You made himself laugh silly.