silver sea

Qiu Sheng thought, he saw Wen Youxia's panic, and a slight coolness flashed across his fingertips like an electric shock.

Sheng Xiaoman's drum beats were missing in the corridor, and it was unbelievably quiet.Qiu Sheng didn't expose Wen Youxia, ignoring the vibration in his eyes, just pretending that he had just been selectively deaf, and walking over, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You guys came early enough." He held the doorknob and pushed it in, and Wen Youxia stepped aside cooperatively.

Gu Qi pretended to show his teeth and claws: "To stop you!"

"Can you stop it?"

"Mother Gu" nagging: "Then keep an eye on you, otherwise you'll stay up late if you're still taking medicine, get off work on time today, and leave at six o'clock, or I'll let Wen Xia carry you away..."

The eavesdropped conversation seemed to pass like this, but Qiu Sheng obviously felt that Wen Youxia's eyes softened a lot.

The rehearsal room still retains traces of use from the previous day, and Gu Qi's guitar is just placed on the piano stand.Qiu Sheng took a look, and his expression immediately became disgusted: "I'm not here, you are just like going to a hobby class."

Gu Qi felt guilty: "I walked too fast, and it's not like this every day."

"What good happened?"

"A-Lian invited me to dinner yesterday." Gu Qi said, her voice rising involuntarily, "After dinner, Xiao Lu went for a walk with her. Hey, listen, is Xiao Lu going to be in trouble soon?"

"Yes." Wen Youxia said, "He asked me the other day if I knew what flowers girls like nowadays."

Gu Qi: "Just you?"

Wen Youxia had a helpless expression: "That's right, how do I know girls."

Qiu Sheng turned his face away, hiding his smile by pressing the tip of his nose.

Lu Yining made no secret of his affection for Allen, but Allen seemed to only regard him as his younger brother.This relationship makes Lu Yining feel dissatisfied, and it is estimated that the blatant pursuit will not go too far.Gu Qi was still gossiping about whether they could get married in the end, Qiu Sheng said angrily: "Is it useful for you to worry about this?"

"Let's chat casually." Gu Qi was not shocked at all, "But Qiu Er, you and Wen Xia really look more and more like each other."

"What?" Wen Youxia was named innocently.

"Just now, you two have exactly the same expressions, and you both look disgusted, with five words written on your face."

Qiu Sheng:?

Gu Qi: "Take care of yourself."

The two of them were stunned at the same time, their eyes widened slightly, with an unbelievable look, Gu Qi couldn't help holding out his hand: "Really, now it's really like don't move, I'll take a picture for you—"

"Fuck you, let's get down to business!" Qiu Sheng became annoyed and snatched Gu Qi's phone.

Gu Qi stepped aside: "Okay, tell me."

Lu Yining was not there, but the drum he made up played instead of him.The score was stuffed on top of the snare drum by Qiu Sheng and pressed down with a wipe to prevent it from being blown off by the wind. He sat down on the stool behind the drum kit, turned on the computer, and dug out the file named "Flying Bird-2017". Connect the speaker and adjust the volume.

"I have recorded some samples at home these days." Qiu Sheng said, "But I always feel that there is something unnatural, so I plan to come to the company today and find a professional sound mixer to discuss how to deal with it."

"What sample?" Gu Qi asked, "Can I listen to it?"

Qiu Sheng stared at him meaningfully for a moment, and then said, "Oh, let's use a speaker."

Gu Qi quickly regretted his extra question.

Wen Youxia turned around in silence after pressing play in the sound of Qiu, concentrating on "Tui Tui Le" - changing from a candy bar to a slightly older smartphone, he loves this little game as always.Gu Qi wondered at first, isn't the unplugged version of "Birds" very pure, so that it is not so secretive...

Completely dumbfounded after 1 minute.

The sound of the water is like the waves stirred up by the collision, the rapid breathing, the friction between the sheets and the body.

The surround effect enhances the atmosphere to the extreme. Gu Qi has lived with his girlfriend for so long, and it would be too pure to say that he doesn't understand.And judging from Wen Youxia's reaction, he already fully understood when this song was.

No wonder Wen Youxia's reaction was so funny when this song was mentioned: embarrassment, shyness, and a little indescribable expectation.

"... Wild." Gu Qi bit his tongue as soon as he opened his mouth, enduring the pain, "Hiss... lead singer, are you sure? Are you really going to be so direct?"

After making too many psychological preparations, Qiu Sheng asked indifferently, "What's wrong?"

"I don't think it's very good, of course, that's what I think." Gu Qi scratched the side of her face, "Maybe I've been with you for too long, and I knew it was you... two men, there's always a little... that ,Right."

Qiu Sheng was silent, and after a while turned to someone who was pretending to be deaf and dumb: "Do you have any ideas?"

Wen Youxia put down the phone: "There are some."

Qiu Sheng nodded: "Say."

"...It's not easy to say." Wen Youxia paused, "Either listen to it again."

How the recording came about, how the demo of this song was gradually born in their day-to-day entanglement, and how it originated from the snowy night five years ago, no one has a deeper understanding than Wen Youxia.

Qiu Sheng didn't believe that he couldn't remember, so why did he play it a second time?He observed Wen Youxia's expression, trying to find out what the other person really thought.They used to quarrel a little while talking about music arrangement, but now they don't quarrel, not to mention Gu Qi, Qiu Sheng is not used to it.He was ready for Wen Youxia to object or criticize, but the other party frowned slightly, pressing the edge of the phone with his fingers from time to time, and the whole process was even quiet and peaceful.

After listening to it, Wen Youxia was more natural than before: "I don't think there is any need to re-record it."

"why?"

Wen Youxia simply said: "Not enough affection."

Qiu Sheng almost couldn't help but laugh, Wen Youxia understood his struggle after all.

Although the production concept of the previous version was rough and explicit, it fit perfectly with the enthusiasm, courage and passion when "Bird" was created.If you record again, even if the sound effect is in place, the breathing rate will lose its naturalness, and the deliberate effort will make the audience feel more ingenious.If you have to avoid its original style, you can make it into a quiet and dreamy little love song like the unplugged version of "Watching the Show", which is more popular and acceptable.

As a result, Qiu Sheng felt that the meaning of "Flying Bird" had been lost again—that bird was the scar he paid for Wen Youxia, who loved it, and it shuttled between the two of them, lingering, until Wen Youxia finally saw it.

When Wen Youxia said "no need", Qiu Sheng seemed to have received some kind of support, and suddenly gained confidence.

So the previous hesitation and entanglement were swept away, and Qiu Sheng held his chin: "Actually, I also think that re-making may not be so good, and it is... quite troublesome."

He stopped, but Wen Youxia had the same worry as Gu Qi, and reminded: "But you can keep your voice a little lower."

Qiu Sheng asked, "Where?"

"Just use breathing, the effect of water... Those few sounds..." He pondered for a while, "Anyway, you find a place to stuff it in, cover it with drum beats, it won't be so obvious, if they can hear it, then, talk later."

Qiu Sheng stared at Wen Youxia intently.

His ears were red, and when he corrected carefully, he used more obscure words and blinked his eyes a few times quickly.

Gu Qi didn't notice that the two people looked at each other very ambiguously, and asked self-consciously: "If it's really not good, the heartbeat sound is actually a very conventional way of thinking, or change it to a heartbeat sample? I think the foreign one..."

"It doesn't have that smell anymore." Wen Youxia denied it, and said matter-of-factly, "The implicit handling here is not naked enough."

"Yes, it should be released, not deep."

Gu Qi is one against two, but he can't argue: "Okay."

Wen Youxia picked up a bottle of mineral water at his feet, and bit the mouth of the bottle—this was his gesture to hide his shyness—he took two sips before whispering: "And the heartbeat sampling may be suitable for other songs...I have it alone an idea."

When he heard it, Qiu Sheng suddenly remembered another song they hadn't recorded, released, or even heard by the band members.

Moonlight, moonlight, stay for you.

you pass me for a few seconds...

When Qiu Sheng lowered his eyes, he couldn't help being stained with tenderness, his eyelashes trembled, and his ears were filled with Youxia's voice in the morning light.

It turned out that he hadn't forgotten either.

The arrangement plan for "Flying Bird" was decided, and the process went smoothly beyond Qiu Sheng's imagination.After adjusting it twice, Qiu Sheng posted a piece of warm baby to make himself feel better, and heard that You Xia and Gu Qi tried the newly composed song.

The expression of "Flying Bird" takes a different approach. The voice that should have been the protagonist exits the stage and acts as a bystander.Bass and guitar play the protagonists of the story, the bass is the sea, the treble flies to the sky, and the melody changes one by one, as if following the white birds flying out of the scars across spring, summer, autumn and winter, across the north and back to the south.

At the beginning of the climax, the drumbeat was gradually weakened, and finally disappeared completely, ending with a harmonica.

After the fourth time in the afternoon, Qiu Sheng was finally satisfied.

Just as he called to stop, there was a burst of applause at the door of the rehearsal room——

It was as if a certain scene suddenly reappeared.

This was so much like a lingering psychological shadow, Qiu Sheng stood up on a conditioned reflex, a line of hot sweat oozed out of his forehead, and then he began to feel dizzy.He pinched his palms and turned his head.

"Sang Xue?" Qiu Sheng looked at the tall and slender female singer in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Gu Qi hugged the guitar, smiled, and squeezed to Wen Youxia's side.

Qiu Sheng's attention was limited, so he didn't pay attention to his actions like standing in line and his meaningful eyes.He saw the assistant following Sang Xue, and brought juice for the two of them: "Watch the rehearsal, and don't say anything in advance."

"Just passing by, thank you Teacher Qiu." Sang Xue was not polite, she walked in and found a chair to sit on, "I just met Xu Ran."

Qiu Sheng said so.

Sang Xue: "He said that you seem to be rehearsing, so I wanted to come over to try my luck. But I was caught by my manager halfway to talk about things. I thought you were over. Good luck, I heard the song just now. It's a new song. ?"

Every time she said a word, Qiu Sheng's face became gloomy.

Reason reminds Sang Xue that she didn't do it on purpose, but Qiu Sheng can't help thinking about what happened one day.

Except for the band members, Liu Wangyu and that bastard, no one knew that Zeng Yinshan was on the verge of collapse because of a "rehearsal".Qiu Sheng forced himself to remain normal, Sang Xue couldn't possibly be like Bai Yanhui, he smiled politely: "Just finished rehearsal, this is the song that will be staged in the variety show."

Sang Xue said "ah": "It sounds good! But it seems almost meaningless..." She looked around the whole rehearsal room, her eyes paused for a moment on Wen Youxia, and then she said, "That's right, the drumbeat just now was a program ? Isn't the drummer here?"

"The drummer went after the girl." Qiu Sheng said.

Sang Xue couldn't stop laughing: "Teacher Qiu actually agreed with him to go after girls?"

"I don't care about him, and today I suddenly wanted to rehearse." Qiu Sheng said, unwilling to continue this topic, "Do you have anything else to do with me?"

"I'll just come and see you. Before the reorganization of the band, we met at least once a week. After the reorganization, we haven't seen anyone for several months." Sang Xue signaled the assistant to bring an exquisite gift box, "Here, I specially asked people to line up for you The pastry you bought is a thank-you gift from Mr. Qiu for helping me write a song—the ingredients are the healthiest, and the sugar content is not high."

Qiu Sheng said "thank you", but he didn't show any interest after mentioning it, so he let it go.

Sang Xue is here, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Her concern for Qiu Sheng was so obvious that the staff around Sang Xue didn't know about it. The woman hinted once or twice that she didn't get a clear answer, and the pressure was transferred to Qiu Sheng——his expression was too subtle. Whether Sang Xue chooses to understand, but Qiu Sheng is really annoyed by sending things over and over again.

The muffled bass sound from the speaker sounded twice, Qiu Sheng turned his head, and in the corner, Wen Youxia plucked the strings again on his own, and played a set of bass notes as if he was practicing.

Sloppy, impatient, interrupted with a faint embarrassment in the air.

"Oh yes," Sang Xue realized belatedly, "You guys are rehearsing, isn't it inconvenient for me to keep it?"

Before Qiu Sheng could answer, the bass sound suddenly increased, like some kind of urging, and the rhythm became faster and faster.The female singer in front of her turned her eyes and stopped talking awkwardly. Her assistant showed a rather playful expression.

Qiu Sheng didn't find Wen Youxia's "disrespectful" embarrassing, on the contrary, the other party took the initiative to be a villain and asked him to find the steps.

Although he was a little sorry for Sang Xue, he did think to himself:

Finally, there is a reason to drive people away.

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