Chapter 41 Meow Meow Meow
Chapter 41 Meow Meow Meow
Until all the sounds stopped abruptly, the more than 100 viewers who were watching the live broadcast were still immersed in the emotions just now and could not recover.
The screen was completely black, and there was no sound - it should be that Fang Huai's phone eventually ran out of battery, and the live broadcast was terminated.
In fact, they only heard a very few passages, which were written hastily and without embellishment.
But...how should I put it.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhh why did I cry when I listened to the song? 】
【How much progress has Zai Zai made? !This is where the inspiration is lost, is it clearly good? ! ! 】
[I... am speechless, the gods write songs. 】
[Sisters, delete all the recordings or don't spread them outside, don't cause unnecessary trouble, don't be impatient.In the end, we still have to wait for the official announcement from Zai Zai, please, please. 】
【learn. 】
This is the eve of the opening ceremony of "Frost".
Lin Shengyun sat by the window sill and offered a glass of wine to the patriarch; Wang An was flipping through the materials, wondering who should replace Fang Huai to compose "Frost"; the staff of the crew were doing the final confirmation and verification, interviewing the media and proofreading the manuscript... …
There are also marketing accounts that are chasing the heat, posting something like "A singer who can't sing, a composer who can't write music, dragged down the entire "Frost" crew's 'Star' by himself, this farce will How did it end?" article.
There were more than 100 people, recalling the melody they had just heard suddenly, tossing and turning, feeling overwhelmed, unable to fall asleep until midnight.
Fang Huai is writing a song.
"Moonlight in the Abyss" is quite different from the songs he has written before.His previous songs are lighter, the tip of the pen is soft when it falls on the paper, about the heaven, earth and nature, about the stars and rain, about the breath of life.
But "Abyss Moonlight" is different.
It has an obvious sinking part, which is suppressed and presented with the deepest and heavy notes. Every beat is trembling and pulsating against the heart, and breathing is very laborious.He sank all the way through the muddy, dark and cold sea water, to the bottom of the sea without any sound or light, in the abyss...
Suddenly saw the moonlight.
The moonlight was unbelievable, and so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.I thought it would be a handful of cold snow, but it turned out to be the gentle moonlight, quietly spreading in the deepest abyss at the bottom of the valley.
The melody also reversed at this moment.
"..."
After writing a whole song, Fang Huai closed the keys and let out a breath.
He glanced at the watch on the wall, it was two o'clock in the morning, and there were still nearly five hours before dawn. "Moonlight in the Abyss" only has the main theme and rough lyrics, but has not been polished yet, and further thinking is needed on how to arrange the music.Besides that, he has another thing.
"Moonlight in the Abyss" was a song written for Ye Yuyuan, and he didn't intend to use it for anything - and now, he still has a song to write.
"Frost" theme song.
Once started, everything seems to be in order.Fang Huai held the script and half leaned on the small sofa, only turned on a small night light, and read the script with the dim light, separating the emotional flow between the lines.
"Unswerving romance and ideals until death."
He was already familiar with the story of Frost.
The boy was lying on the sofa with his legs bent, his light amber eyes were half down, he was holding a board covered with paper in one hand, and a pen in the other, and the pen was twirling between his slender, white fingers.
He closed his eyes, and for a moment he seemed to be in the middle of a long and dark tunnel, with a mountain wind blowing from afar.
Many pictures flashed one by one piecemeal.
The gunfire roared outside the window, and the ragged woman sat on the steps with her knees hugged, singing a lullaby softly; the childish young man in military uniform, after dancing a waltz with the scarecrow in his arms, shot himself with a smile; the painter dipped his pen in blood, One stroke outlines the continuous territory of the motherland...
Numerous pictures are intertwined and intertwined to form the melody in the brush.
At four o'clock in the morning, the main theme and lyrics of the second song were basically determined.
At this time, sleepiness came up belatedly.Fang Huai yawned, lay down on the small sofa, curled up his long legs, and closed his eyes.Although this position is not very comfortable, but there is not much time, and I will wake up after a short sleep, so I can make do with it.
Suddenly, the blue-screen elderly phone vibrated.
Fang Huai opened it and saw a new text message in his inbox, from Ye Yuyuan:
"have you slept?"
Fang Huai glanced at the time, it was four in the morning.He often told fans not to go to bed too late, but he didn't do it himself. He touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed.
He subconsciously typed and sent: "Sleeping."
After posting, I suddenly realized something: "..."
Fang Huai put the elderly phone aside, nestled on the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.After a long while, someone opened the door silently, hugged the boy on the sofa to the bed, covered him with the quilt, and whispered good night.
He really wanted to stay here with Fang Huai.
But as an 'ordinary friend', it doesn't make sense both emotionally and rationally.At dawn, Ye Yuyuan had no reason to stay here.
The next day, the opening ceremony of "Frost".
The main creators and staff started to get busy very early, and Wang An got up very early.He is the music director, and now that Fang Huai is in such a situation, he must be the focus of attention when the media interviews.
Soon the media came one after another.
Before the opening ceremony officially started, Wang An sat on his seat and poured himself a cup of tea.Some familiar media have gathered for interviews, and the main questions really focused on questioning Fang Huai.
Old God Wang An was sloppy on the ground.
The reporter asked him: "Have you considered changing the composition?"
"Please wait for the announcement of the final list," Wang An smiled. "We will naturally have the best treatment, and we will not disappoint everyone who is looking forward to "Frost."
When the reporter heard it, he actually had such a meaning, and it was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood:
"Then are the rumors true? Fang Huai can't sing or write, and—"
Wang An smiled:
"Feel sorry."
The opening ceremony will begin soon.
Feng Lang was the last to arrive.The tall and handsome man was wearing a light gray suit, the first two buttons were unbuttoned, his light golden eyes were absent-mindedly drooping, he walked to the seat with long legs and sat down, and began to play games.
But the media got excited.
Feng Lang is the focus no matter where he goes - he is handsome and flamboyant, coupled with his terrifying resume and countless scandals that make people think, he is very popular with the media.
"Feng Yingdi, is it true that you have lived together with Ms. Guan in secret marriage? I heard that the two of you made love in "Iceland Forest", after that..."
"Fake." He said casually.
"Feng Yingdi, is the late-night secret meeting between you and Mr. Lin..."
Feng Lang yawned: "Who?"
"..."
Lin Shengyun coughed heavily on one side, and reminded with an uneasy expression:
"This is the opening ceremony of "Frost", and there is no comment for any irrelevant issues."
The time is up soon, but there are still two seats vacant.
One is Xu Shu, an actor in a supporting role.The other is Fang Huai.
Xu Shu is a supporting role, and there is a scene with him today, so he should have joined the group long ago.But he procrastinated and hasn't come yet, as for Fang Huai...
Fang Huai actually woke up at seven o'clock.
He also remembered one thing, the gift given to Ye Yuyuan, because of all kinds of mistakes, it has not been sent out until now - I don't know if Ye Yuyuan is still here?But he may have rushed back to work.
When he woke up, he was lying on the bed, the morning light fell softly on his eyelids, and the memories of last night flooded in like a flood.In the morning in the water town, the fisherman's songs are melodious, and there is a faint fragrance of breakfast.
Fang Huai and Shi Feiran made a phone call, and Shi Feiran went to buy breakfast, while Fang Huai went for a morning jog and voice practice after washing up. This is his long-standing habit, no matter where he is.But he didn't expect that not long after he ran out, a woman wearing a work permit was waving at him.
"Are you a group performer? Hurry up and change your clothes. After the opening ceremony over there, the first scene will start filming soon." I don't usually watch variety shows, so I really didn't recognize Fang Huailai, "Wear the clothes over there."
Fang Huai: "But..."
"Go, it's running out of time."
Fang Huai: "..."
The one who delivered the clothes was an aunt who scanned his figure up and down, and then stopped on his face in amazement, and then pulled out a set of military uniforms and handed them to him: "The dressing room is at the back, change quickly, don't worry about it." waste time."
She could tell that Fang Huai's bones were good, the corners of his eyes were slightly drooping, and he was usually handsome and youthful, but with a little modification, he could control various styles, but now he was a dragon, and he might become popular all over the world after a while.
The suit she handed to Fang Huai was more delicate than others, and it was a set with two lines.
Fang Huai was at a loss for words for a while, and was rushed to change clothes.
"that……"
"Change quickly!" The aunt lightly tapped her clothes, a little irritable, "Why are young people so busy now!"
Fang Huai: "..."
This dress is indeed a bit complicated, he doesn't know how to wear it, he hastily put it on, he doesn't know what to do with the cuffs, and pushes open the door:
"Sorry, I don't know how to tie it here."
The dressing room of the group performances was very noisy, several people were smoking and chatting shoulder to shoulder, the smoke was lingering, the aunt who distributed the clothes was shouting at the top of her voice, "Don't smoke anymore", and the person in charge of the group performances hurried back and forth , boiling noise and down-to-earth, chaotic.
But at this time, the boiling water seemed to be thrown into a piece of ice, and it suddenly became quiet.
Countless eyes suddenly focused.
Fang Huai stood where he didn't know why.
The previous designer said it well, Fang Huai is very suitable for wearing military uniforms.
——Light gray standard military uniform, the buttons are meticulously buttoned to the top, the trousers outline the long legs, and the trousers are tucked into military boots.Fang Huai has a good figure, with graceful lines from the shoulders to the waist and abdomen, which can fully support the military uniform.He wore a pair of white gloves, his back was straight, and he looked handsome and ascetic.
The early morning light rests quietly at the corners of his eyes and brows, his light amber eyes are slightly rippling, his eyelids are lowered, and the shadows outline a sense of story.
Many people just feel like their heart is about to stop beating.
Everyone is a vulgar person, and they can't say anything good, they just think it looks good.It's not superficially good-looking, he stands there like an oil painting, the light from the corners surrounds and dotes on him, the color is bright, like a long shot in a movie that is still full of meaning.
The person in charge of the extras was speechless for a while, but the aunt murmured, "Honest, so handsome."
Some group performers involuntarily took out their mobile phones to record a short video, uploaded it on TikTok surreptitiously, and some took pictures and posted it on Weibo.
And at this moment, a girl squeezed through the crowd and walked in. She was slightly taken aback when she saw this scene, and quickly realized:
"Are you Fang Huai?... Director Lin is looking for you at the opening ceremony over there!"
"Fang Huai hasn't come yet?" The media also whispered, "Are you afraid to come? Because you can't write a song for fear of losing face—or is it that "Frost" is already planning to change the composition?"
According to the normal movie opening ceremony, the composer, lyrics and theme song singer will not be present.But everyone knows Lin Shengyun's eccentricity. He wants the main creator and crew of the theme song. Every time his movie starts, the main composer will attend.
"I don't think I dare to come, there are still 5 minutes to start."
"Fleeing?"
"Director Lin, may I ask you to choose Fang Huaiwei to compose the music despite everyone's objections, is there any shady-"
"No, because he..." is good enough.
When Lin Shengyun said this, the words on his lips stopped.
The scene was also quiet for a moment.
Countless eyes focused on the entrance, all the way fixed on that person, following his steps forward.
It took a full half a minute before the media woke up like a dream, reacted from the beauty attack, and put the microphone in front of Fang Huai: "Hi Mr. Fang, is the rumor that you can't write a song true? Unable to create, I will quit the main creator of "Frost" in the near future, is it true?"
Many people's hearts were raised.
Among them was Lin Shengyun.Fang Huai didn't come early, and Lin Shengyun mentioned something before, but he didn't specifically tell him how to answer this kind of question—he was afraid that Fang Huai would say something wrong and someone would catch him, and he was also afraid that Fang Huai would be caught by others. Speaking of sad points, even more lost.
After all, it's true that you can't write songs.
There were even more vicious words. The media present were screened, but it did not prevent some people from taking a slant for eyeballs:
"Mr. Fang, you have neither talent nor strength. Is it fair to occupy this position? Don't you usually have a bad conscience?"
"..."
Fang Huai was slightly taken aback.
He stood there quietly, his light amber eyes were as clean as they had been washed with water.Feng Lang, who was still playing Xiaoxiao just now, squinted his eyes in displeasure, put down the tablet, and was about to stand up——
In the next second, Fang Huai bent his eyes and asked the staff on the side:
"Excuse me, can I borrow the piano?"
The grand auditorium was borrowed for the opening ceremony, and I will go out to offer incense and worship God later. There is indeed a piano in the corner of the auditorium.
Many people didn't know what he was going to do, and all kinds of strange, disdainful, and probing eyes gathered for a while.
After getting an affirmative answer, Fang Huai went to the piano and pressed the first key.
There was a tremor.
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