Crush on "Big" Stars

In the early winter, caring people held large-scale public welfare activities for the children's welfare home, sending supplies and warmth to the children in the welfare home.Undoubtedly, Lin Mingwei also arranged Jian Yiwei's work into it. This time, he not only sang children's songs for the children, but also sang his own songs for caring people from all over the country, which were well received by them.

In the studio, the printer made a "squeak" sound. Lin Mingwei looked at Jian Yiwei, who was sitting on the chair, looking relaxed when he was done. He raised his arms, stretched his waist, and asked with a smile, "The composition of the new song is ready." ?”

"Ok!"

He immediately got up and walked over, picked up the printed manuscript, and saw that the title of the song "Missing One" was changed to "Missing Once", "Here."

Lin Mingwei put the manuscript paper behind his desk and sat back on his chair.

"The lyrics of this song were written by me at home seven years ago. Due to personal reasons, I have not been able to arrange the music for it. The reason why I have composed the music now is that I don't want to leave any regrets for myself. Are you interested in being the first one? Can the audience listen to me?"

"Okay!" He agreed straight away, happiness seemed to come too suddenly.

Jian Yiwei cleared his voice with a smile, collected his thoughts, got up and went to the sofa and picked up the guitar next to him, moving his right hand on the strings, bringing emotions into the song, playing and singing skillfully.

rainy day in the city

The moment he opened his voice, there was an irresistible feeling of intoxication in his heart. His voice was gentle and magnetic, and he sang the artistic conception of the lyrics with a warm voice.

While listening to the song, Lin Mingwei secretly thought: Every moment with you will become an eternal beauty. I never thought that one day I could come to your side, work together, eat together, chat together, and listen to your singing. Life has never been so real, so real that I am afraid that one day I will suddenly lose it all, even though, even though I have never had it...

can't help but miss

Lying in bed

looking at the raindrops outside the window

Picture that comes to mind

你 微笑 的 脸

just thought about it again

gray rainy day

the sun showed up

I really want to see you again

Even if it's just in a dream

I try to hide

in order not to be found by you

what a cowardly face

you didn't find out either

obviously like it so much

but has been covering up

broken heart no one saw

I'm the only one acting

one day it will end

I don't know what year

I hope we don't meet again

can't escape missing

still want to separate

Myself

leaning against the window

wait for the sunny day

The moment it ended, Lin Mingwei couldn't help applauding, as if resonating with the song in his heart, he knew that this was a song written by Jian Yiwei for his ignorant first love, and the sincere applause also hid a deep feeling that no one knew love.

"Tell me about your impressions." Jian Yiwei smiled.

"Hmm..." His ending sound was very long, and after careful consideration in his brain, he said with a serious expression: "I will feel warm when I listen to it, and I will be healed by your voice. song."

At this time, the art management manager suddenly knocked on the door and walked into the studio, shouting: "Yiwei."

Lin Mingwei turned his face away when he heard the sound, stood up reluctantly, and asked, "What's the matter? Manager."

"A male backup dancer sprained his foot, and the company asked Yiwei to replace him."

Before he had time to answer, Jian Yiwei beside him easily agreed, "Okay." In fact, he knew he couldn't refuse, and he was willing to do it.

The arts management manager nodded, then turned to ask Lin Mingwei: "Does Yiwei have any other work arrangements for the next half month?"

"No other arrangements."

"That's good, come with me to the dance studio now, Yiwei, let's talk while walking."

"Yeah." He got up and put the guitar, and walked out of the studio with the art management manager without leaving a word.

Lin Mingwei stood there, his whole body was in a fog, and he was still immersed in the "beauty of happiness" for a second. It really came and went quickly...