[Entertainment] Call me idol

Quan Zhilong's smiling expression only lasted for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Quan Zhilong found that he seemed to be laughing all the time today. Of course, they are not a relationship that can be casually dated.When he was on the phone, he just called casually, and he even thought about who he was going to call next.

Ever since Song Mingyue said that he was on the phone with his senior, he started laughing. It didn't mean anything and he just laughed because he was in a good mood.

The laughing Song Mingyue restrained her smile.

Quan Zhilong stopped laughing, mixed the seasonings of the bibimbap according to his favorite mix, then filled a small bowl and put it in front of Song Mingyue, and then signaled Song Mingyue to give him the barbecue tongs. There are actually several tongs on the table.

Song Mingyue let go of the barbecue clip and asked him to take it. She looked at the bibimbap and thanked her, and took another bite after another.

Quan Zhilong took the barbecue tongs, turned the barbecued meat one by one, and said, "This bibimbap can't be eaten anywhere else."

Then came the normal chatting atmosphere. The two chatted without saying a word. The topic started from what is better to bake in barbecue, and then they talked about skydiving.

It was really a whim, Quan Zhilong wanted to go skydiving.Then he thought of Song Mingyue who had had a lively chat with Li Xiayi about bungee jumping in the box.

Speaking of this, Quan Zhilong glanced at Song Mingyue with a smile that was not a smile and said, "You are really courageous." Not just referring to the matter of wanting to skydive, but also referring to her coming out to the appointment alone.

"Senior's reputation is not bad, in the circle."

Quan Zhilong laughed. "Are you serious? Brother, I am very famous in the circle."

"I'm talking about the ballad circle, and you're talking about the circle of friends."

At least in the music circle, there has never been any news about Quan Zhilong playing big names or something. More people said: It is different from imagination, not as cold and polite as imagined.

And just when she was stuck writing lyrics, a well-known producer bumped into her.Why don't you come out?

As for the reputation when playing in the circle of friends, it has nothing to do with her.We are not in the same circle of friends.

Song Mingyue took a mouthful of bibimbap and tilted her head, "I've been writing lyrics recently. So I want to ask for advice."

Quan Zhilong listened to Song Mingyue with a smile, put down the barbecue tongs, wrapped the barbecue with lettuce for himself and asked, "What do you ask?"

Song Mingyue sighed faintly and said, "I want to ask too many questions. When I write lyrics, I always feel unnatural. My teacher told me to watch more movies and other things to find inspiration. Or from my own experience. Off to write.

but…"

Quan Zhilong listened carefully to Song Mingyue saying that he had no source of inspiration.Then it comes to some doubts about writing words.

She is really serious about asking for advice, not like some people who are actually asking for advice under the guise of asking for something else.

Song Mingyue has been saying it since the barbecue tongs.I use the identity of the junior to accompany the senior to eat, so according to the rules, I am the one who comes to barbecue.

Quan Zhilong was just laughing that the kid was really cute.

"Can I have a look at the written words?" Quan Zhilong asked after listening.

Song Mingyue blinked, reached out for her phone, and opened the memo.

Quan Zhilong took the phone from Song Mingyue's hand, flipped through it, and with a different smile on his face, he looked at Song Mingyue and said, "You have too many rules in writing lyrics, why do you have to rhyme every sentence? ? The wording is not bad."

Song Mingyue nodded obediently, looked at Quan Zhilong seriously, and just took out a pen to take notes.

"You trust me." Quan Zhilong pointed at the back of the phone.

Song Mingyue promptly issued a good person card.

Quan Zhilong glanced at her, but only pointed out the flaws, and did not give her any changes.

Not suitable.

Song Mingyue listened obediently, asking questions from time to time.In fact, Mr. Yu Yongzhen also mentioned the question Quan Zhilong raised, but some of the points he raised were completely different from Yu Yongzhen.

Seeing Quan Zhilong pursing his lips, Song Mingyue reached out to fill him with juice.

After finishing speaking in a few words, Quan Zhilong looked at the label below the words and asked, "Should we write the music first and then write the lyrics?"

Song Mingyue nodded, took the phone, and clicked on a short section she had recorded.

Quan Zhilong was a little surprised after hearing this, the words can only be said to be mediocre, not too bad but not brilliant either.But the tune is... great.You can't hear the style of S/M company at all, it belongs to Song Mingyue's own style completely.

Although the things inside are a bit miscellaneous, a little too much, and it can be heard that it is still jerky.But the piano passages put in it are very brilliant, the piano and psychedelic electronic sounds are intertwined.

Quan Zhilong said seriously: "It can be heard that there are a lot of things you want to put in. If there are too many things, it will appear messy and without focus. Subtract some complicated passages appropriately. The piano is added just right, a great idea. Yes. Try replacing the electronic drum part with a harmonica. It will increase the psychedelic feeling of the genre..."

Quan Zhilong took a sip of the juice and said, "There are no professional monitor speakers here, otherwise you can hear it more realistically."

Listening to Song Mingyue, she memorized the suggestion word by word. There may not be such an opportunity, so she took back the phone and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior."

Quan Zhilong laughed, and poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, there was always a feeling that he came out to relax, but suddenly turned back to work mode.

Then I recommended a few books to Song Mingyue, and some songs that he thought were very well written.

Song Mingyue took the phone to write down the title of the book, and by the way recorded the key points that Quan Zhilong said just now.

Chatting and chatting, Song Mingyue found that she actually ate a lot in the end, and when she couldn't eat anymore, she watched Quan Zhilong finish.

When she finally sat in the car, Song Mingyue looked at the time and said helplessly that she ate so much at such a late hour, and if her manager's sister found out, she would be finished.

Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he turned the steering wheel, he took a taxi and drove directly in the opposite direction to Song Mingyue's house.

Song Mingyue said: "Senior, you drove in the wrong direction."

Quan Zhilong glanced at Song Mingyue and said, "Go and digest."

Song Mingyue felt that this senior's behavior was really unpredictable. She rolled the scarf around her face and looked at the river in front of her.

In this kind of weather, what do people who come to the river to blow cold wind to relieve food think?

Quan Zhilong also wrapped his scarf around and thought innocently, he didn't know it was so cold here at this time.

Song Mingyue walked to the place close to the bridge, looked at the extraordinarily beautiful night scene under the lights, took out his mobile phone and took two pictures of the river surface reflecting the lights.

Thinking of Cui Enxi's words again, she handed the phone to Quan Zhilong and said, "Please take a photo for me, I'll post it on INS tomorrow."

Quan Zhilong took the phone, looked at Song Mingyue who was tightly wrapped and had already chosen the angle, raised his eyebrows and said, "You just take pictures like this?"

Song Mingyue nodded, and Quan Zhilong looked at the person in the camera with only half of his face showing.Suddenly, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to wrap Song Mingyue's scarf around again, only her eyes were exposed.Then I found the angle and took a picture.

Then a gust of wind blew, and the two of them looked at each other. Quan Zhilong was dressed much thinner than Song Mingyue, but at this moment, he looked like nothing happened.If you don't look at his tightly wrapped scarf.

Song Mingyue smiled, adjusted the scarf and said, "Shall we continue walking?"

Laughter came through the scarf, and the eyes that were exposed were brighter than night lights.

……

Song Mingyue's moon riders found that they were really happy recently.Their Mingyue Wannianfu social platform has started to be updated!Instead, it is updated with pictures!

Cui Enxi looked at the photos updated today, only the photos with the shoulders up... The dim light hit Song Mingyue's face, and the big scarf wrapped only a pair of beautiful eyes outside, and the lights behind them all became the eyes of this pair of eyes. Eye embellishment.

It's beautiful, and it's different from the previous style of painting.

Cui Enxi turned to the previous photo, and at a glance, he knew that the composition style of this photo was different from the previous ones.Some people have already commented that Lee Jae-yeon is in Jeju Island, this photo should not be from Jae-yeon.So who took the picture?The technician began to pick up the reflection of Song Mingyue's pupils.

It turned out to be a black shadow that was more tightly wrapped than Song Mingyue, and nothing could be seen.

In the end it was over.

Within a week, Song Mingyue handed in new words as scheduled.

After Yu Yongzhen finished reading Song Mingyue's new lyrics, he glanced at Song Mingyue and nodded, "Writing lyrics is a bit like poetry, but it's not poetry, so it doesn't need to be so neat. You were too neat before. This time it's obviously much better. "

Song Mingyue took the few places circled by Yu Yongzhen and edited them. You must know that in the past, after reading her words, Mr. Yu always typed back and never revised them.Now that she has changed it, it means that she can use the word after changing it.

In the following days, Song Mingyue went back and forth between the company's recording studio and the piano room all day long, and only had to put a quilt in the recording studio.After replacing the electronic drum with a harmonica, the effect is really different.Song Mingyue fiddled with it for several days, and finally handed over the recorded demo to Yu Yongzhen with great interest.

Back in the dormitory, Song Mingyue found that everyone was a little weird today.

Li Zaiyan was lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone very seriously, without even raising her head.In the bedroom, Zhang Tong was playing a game, and he didn't turn back when he heard the door open.

Gao Enqing was watching a TV series, and Luo Zhiyu was alone in the kitchen.Usually, everyone would help Zhiyu cook, but today everyone else seems to be busy with their own affairs.

Song Mingyue washed her hands and consciously stood in the kitchen.But there was no room for her to intervene... So I stood aside and passed a knife, washed dishes and so on.

As soon as Luo Zhiyu raised her hand, what she wanted was already handed over to her.

Luo Zhiyu looked at a certain place on the cabinet where the camera hit, with a troubled expression on his face.Mingyue is so obedient, how should this script go on?

"Jaeyan, help me get the cup." Luo Zhiyu decided to skip the kitchen and go directly to the next step.

Li Zaiyan played with her mobile phone as if she didn't hear it, and Luo Zhiyu was preparing to shout for the second time.Song Mingyue poked her head out of the kitchen before her and shouted at Li Zaiyan, "Hey, Zaiyan, bring the cups. Five, the cups you usually drink milk in."

Li Zaiyan raised her head subconsciously and replied, "Inside."

Gao Enqing, who is addicted to TV dramas, stepped on Li Zaiyan's foot. The script clearly asks you to pretend to play with your mobile phone and ignore others. Why did you promise so clearly?