The whole world calls me God

Ye Shengge's answer made Ling Xiu doubt his ears, so he asked again, "Just sit?" He remembered that Ye Shengge asked him to cooperate in composing music, so why did he sit like a model and do nothing? .

"Yes!" Ye Shengge said firmly, "Just sit down."

Ling Xiu: ...

Ye Shengge looked at Ling Xiu with fiery eyes, "When I saw you, inspiration came from the bottom of my heart, and I could write a song with one stroke."

"So as long as I'm in your line of sight?" Now that you have promised to cooperate,

Ye Shengge nodded repeatedly, looked at Ling Xiu, and moved his throat, "If you feel bored, I won't refuse you if you want to have closer contact."

"Don't even think about it." Ling Xiu said coldly, he was indeed a pervert.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour, Ling Xiu couldn't sit still after reading the newspaper for half an hour on the sofa, Ye Shengge's eyes fixed on him seemed to engulf his whole body I touched it up and down.Ling Xiu stood up slowly. Anyway, as long as he didn't leave Ye Shengge's line of sight, it should be fine for him to look at it while working.

Ye Shengge's workbench was fan-shaped. Ye Shengge sat on the innermost side, and outside were a mess of books and staves. Ling Xiu took a chair and sat on the outermost part of the workbench.There was a pile of songs outside that were all made by Ye Shengge. In this era, Ye Shengge still kept the habit of writing songs by hand throughout the whole process. Although the staves were placed in a mess, the content on them was very clean and there were not too many Alteration marks.

Ling Xiu picked up the staves one by one. The beautiful notes on them made people look very comfortable. He was fascinated by them without knowing it. He had never heard dozens of pieces, but the old traces on them did not seem to be Just made it.

Right in front of him, Ling Xiu's earnest look at the music score fell into Ye Shengge's eyes, and he was attracted again. He put down the pen in his hand and lay down on the workbench, watching Ling Xiu fascinated.

"You are really my muse." Ye Shengge's eyes blurred, and he blurted out the words uncontrollably.

Ling Xiu regained his senses from the score, and hurriedly put the staff in his hand back on the workbench, "Sorry, these numbered scores can't be moved."

"No, no, no," Ye Shengge waved his hands again and again, "You can watch whatever you want here. I wrote these songs before, so you can take them if you like."

"Why haven't I heard these songs before?" Ling Xiu picked up the numbered musical notation again. Before coming here, he had listened to all the songs that Ye Shengge could find on the Internet. He was indeed worthy of his reputation in the domestic music industry, with a variety of styles. The composition is bold, and each song can give people an amazing feeling, but what he holds in his hand is different from those.At first glance, these songs seem to be disorganized and random, as if they were written casually, but if you look closely, you can see that these songs are far more attractive than those best-selling songs, and what they want to express is not on the same level.

"These were created suddenly when I was inspired, and I didn't intend to put them on the market." Speaking of these songs, Ye Shengge was very proud, "They are all my children, and they are different from the ones on the market. I want to treasure them and hide them where others can't see them."

The thing in his hand was suddenly hot, Ling Xiu put the numbered score back as if shaking off something dirty, "I still don't want such a precious thing, you put it away quickly."

Ye Shengge was in a hurry, so he stood up suddenly, and stuffed the stack of numbered musical notation into Ling Xiu's hands, "Don't get me wrong, I really want to give it to you, you can take whatever you want."

The more enthusiastic he was, the more Ling Xiu didn't dare to ask for it, and backed away again and again, "How can I ask for something so important to you, you'd better keep it for yourself."

In the end, the numbered score was still not in Ling Xiu's hands, Ye Shengge looked lonely, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you are very alienated from me."

"No!" Ling Xiu explained, "I admire you very much, you are not alienated."

"This is different." Ye Shengge left the workbench and stood opposite Ling Xiu, "Admiration is admiration, alienation is alienation, you are not as close to me as you are to Mu Xiu, and you have never said anything to me except business thing."

They have only known each other for a few days, and they have been together for a few hours. Besides business, what other things can they talk about?Ling Xiu avoided Ye Shengge's eyes and explained to him further, "I've known Mu Xiu for a long time, so naturally we got closer. We just met and didn't know each other well, so of course we can't be as close as we are with Ling Xiu."

Ye Shengge frowned, "I have had a special feeling for music since I was a child, and inspirations will come unexpectedly. What you hold in your hand is a collection of my inspirations over the years. Inspiration is extremely important to creation, and I can usually write Come to the tunes, but those are completely different from the one-stop creation when the inspiration comes!"

Speaking of which, Ye Shengge suddenly grabbed Ling Xiu, "But as long as you are in front of my eyes, inspiration is like being close at hand. This feeling... This feeling is like being full of energy." Ye Shengge said these words His expression gradually became crazy, and then his expression became terrifying, "You don't know how great this feeling is."

Ling Xiu has received excellent music education since he was a child, and it lasted for more than ten years. He can understand the madness of music for those who devote themselves to music.Being crazy about what you love looks like a lunatic to the world, and it cannot be understood by the world, but only when you really immerse yourself in it can you know that the happiness and satisfaction they bring are not comparable to the happiness and satisfaction that ordinary people pursue. It is easier to be a genius Experience this joy and satisfaction.Just like taking w drugs, their pursuit of this kind of satisfaction is not to be praised or recognized by others, but to enjoy the creation itself. When the inspiration comes, the state of creation is like taking drugs. Once you enjoy it, you will never forget it. .

There is only a thin line between a genius and a madman. Countless geniuses in China and abroad, ancient and modern, behaved insanely. They were sent to a lunatic asylum, they were sent to the guillotine, and they were still creating at the moment of death, but Ye Shengge was similar to them.

"I can't take your music." Ling Xiu picked up the numbered musical notation scattered on the ground and put it solemnly among Ye Sheng's singers, "It's too precious, I dare not take such precious things, you should give them to someone who can play them people."

"You play!" Ye Shengge ran to the stairs and pointed to a piano downstairs, "You can play."

piano.

Ye Shengge did have piano pieces in his creations, and he was also a music lover, so he was eager to play, so he took the piece from Ye Sheng's singer and went downstairs to sit in front of the piano.

The white piano looks like new, without any dust or scratches. He opened the piano cover, and the keys are also in good condition.After more than ten years of habit, he sat in front of a new piano and tried the sound first. His fingers slid across the keys, and the sound was pure and beautiful.

He had read Ye Shengge's piece once, and he had already memorized it in his heart. He sat in front of the piano and played his favorite piece without the slightest pause.Ye Shengge's piano music was played perfectly with skillful technique and devoted emotion.

Ye Shengge went down to the first floor and stood next to the piano, only an arm's length away from Ling Xiu. When Ling Xiu played the piece, his fingers clamped the broken hair on Ling Xiu's forehead, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips. .The feeling of peace and tranquility played by Ling Xiu is something that he didn't have when he played by himself. At this time, he was full of inspiration, and there were sheets of paper in his heart. He closed his eyes and drew the notes in his heart stroke by stroke. go up.

"How is it?" After finishing the last note, Ling Xiu asked Ye Shengge for advice.Ye Shengge was awakened suddenly, and the strength in his hand became stronger. Ling Xiu was in pain and cried out in pain, "It hurts."

"I'm sorry." Ye Shengge quickly withdrew his hand, and then said, "You are the one who is suitable to play them, and it would be great to give you the music."

"Let me dispose of it?" Just now Ling Xiu thought of a wonderful way, "Even if I give it to someone else, it's okay?"

Ye Shengge was still enjoying the aftertaste of the song, so he answered without hesitation, "No problem, it's yours if you give it to you, and it's okay if you give it to someone else."

"That's good." Ling Xiu showed a big smile, "Thank you very much."

Ling Xiu's smile made Ye Shengge's eyes widen. It was the first time Ling Xiu smiled at him. He stuffed the numbered musical notation into Ling Xiu's hand like a fool, and kept saying, "Here you are, I'll give you everything." , I will give you whatever you want."

The corners of Ling Xiu's mouth curled up, "No need, I have already remembered these things, and I will never forget them for the rest of my life." He has a photographic memory.

For the rest of the time, Ling Xiu spent time with Ye Shengge in this small villa. When he felt bored, he went out and walked around. He didn't go far, and he never met anyone else. Only Ye Shengge would choose such a remote place. Let's do studio.

Cleaners come over every morning and evening, and when they come, they bring back enough daily necessities, and the food is also ready-made. If Ling Xiu is not used to eating, he lists the ingredients and asks them to bring what they want to eat every day. He cooks by himself. That's right, Ye Shengge stuffed the food into his mouth and said it was delicious, every time he made a CD.

When he was sleeping at night, he and Ye Shengge shared a room. They were both on the first floor.He was a light sleeper and woke up at the slightest sound, so every time he fell asleep, after Ye Shengge, although he slept late, fortunately he would wake up naturally tomorrow, full of energy.

For more than ten days, except that the assistant occasionally sent some things according to his request, it was like being isolated from the world. On the 16th day, Zhang Mu called him.

"The "Gaze" is about to start. You are ready to start, and you are going to be busy."

The launch date of Gaze is set on November 11th, and there are still three days before the launch. According to the agreement, Ling Xiu will be at Ye Shengge's place before the launch of "Gaze". sky.

"You just need to adjust yourself to the best condition. I will arrange other things. Cheng Jiu contacted Ye Shengge personally. I will pick you up at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." This is his first play, he has already prepared it, and it is bound to be a success.