Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

After the screening session ended, Yan Feiran checked the schedule and asked Cui Xiaoru to spare him a few days.

As a popular superstar, as long as he wants to pick up, there will be endless announcements.In particular, even though "Companion" has not yet been released, word-of-mouth popularity has already exploded, and film appointments continue.

Cui Xiaoru had a discussion with him about whether to continue to be an actor.What Yan Feiran means is that you don't force yourself, that you are not expensive, that you are fine, and that you are not expensive.Just because he can play "Companion" well doesn't mean he can play other roles.

If there is a book that can read the eye, the salary will be ranked second.After all, he is a singer and doesn't need to use salary to prove himself.

Cui Xiaoru was not surprised that Yan Feiran took the initiative to ask for a vacation.Every year he randomly arranges some rest time for himself, and there is nothing important right now.

With a vacation, Yan Feiran packed a suitcase, took a passport, took a six or seven hour international flight, and went to a small island he bought in the Indian Ocean for vacation.

When he was young, he fell in love with the bustle and bustle of the world.

Now, he prefers to be alone in nature.

When he was in his teens, he read a martial arts book, and there was a sentence in it that he remembered deeply: Where there are people, there will be grievances, and if there are grievances, there will be Jianghu, and people are Jianghu (1).

He didn't understand it then, but now he would rather not understand it.

Sitting on the terrace of the wooden house by the sea, he put a pair of long legs on the white railing, looking at the clear blue water in front of him, the sea and the sky are the same color.

He closed his eyes, felt the smell of the sea breeze, and recalled the wonderful feeling at the end of the screening.

reborn.

The depression in my heart dissipated a lot, and even the thought of Sheng Jin was no longer a fog with no end in sight.

Perhaps, they really have a chance to start over.

When Yan Feiran returned to the public eye, the first to notice his changes were Yan Feiran's fans.

【Where has Ran Ran been recently? It looks like she has been completely reborn】

[I can’t say it, but I feel a lot lighter]

【Well, how can I describe it, although Brother Yan is very cool and handsome, but I like him more now】

Yan Feiran arrived at the company very early and sat in front of a pile of printed sheet music, sorting them out.The golden sunshine unique to autumn comes in from the window, reflecting him like a handsome man in ancient Greece, and his every move is pleasing to the eye.

What he has compiled is the original soundtrack of "Companion", and he wants to release a separate EP.At the request of An Peng, he has ready-made studio versions of the theme song and the ending song with vocals. Now he only needs to organize the pure music before it can be released.

As for the release time, he hopes to synchronize with "Companion".

It's not that he wants to catch the popularity of the movie, but he knows his fans too well, and they will definitely find that he is the music producer of the movie.Music is the best way he can repay them.

When Sheng Jin opened the door and came in, this was what he saw.

"Of course." His tone was a little cautious.

It's been a while since I saw him again, he missed him, but he didn't know how to get close to him.The thoughts in his heart surged like a tide, allowing his feet to have their own thoughts.Even before he even thought of an excuse, he had already arrived in front of Yan Feiran.

How would he react when he saw himself?

Will it break up again?

The dignified president of Canying, a vigilant opponent in the market, can still be neither humble nor overbearing when facing the helm of Akemi, and has a well-founded advance and retreat.

The only thing that can make him feel uneasy is that there is only one person in front of him in this world.

Hearing his voice, Yan Feiran raised his head slightly.Under the shroud of sunlight, his eyes were as clean and clear as gold, free from dust.

"You came?"

A simple greeting, no rhetorical questions, no questioning, and no business-like alienation and indifference.

"It's just in time," Yan Feiran summoned him very smoothly, raised a sheet of music in his hand, and said, "Help me find the next one."

In the movie, the soundtrack is performed according to the needs of the plot.

Or soothing, or passionate, or brisk, or depressing melodies, most of the time they are only presented in fragments.But to produce an EP, a complete movement is required, and pure music is also a complete narrative expression.

Yan Feiran asked Xia Lu to print out all the music scores he had written, and now he is sorting out and supplementing them one by one.In addition to the printed ones, he also had a stack of blank staves by his hand, and when he encountered incomplete parts, he added them while playing the piano.

This work is not complicated at all. Even if there are only fragments of melody, these fragments are the essence of each movement and the main theme.Once you have the core, all it takes is time to make it complete.

It's not easy to say, but no one can do it except him.Even as an assistant, you also need to have certain attainments in music to help.

Xia Lu and Zhou Qinqin obviously couldn't help, Yan Feiran drove them out, and spread out in the room by himself, with manuscript paper all over the floor.

However, Sheng Jin was different.

Many times, Yan Feiran thought that Sheng Jin's talent in music was no worse than her own.

After all, he is the son of Sheng Changge, the most famous musician in this century, after a family of musical instruments and a famous family.Even in the most difficult days, mother Fang Yi never gave up her love for music.

Sheng Jin has been exposed to music since she was in her mother's womb, and possesses a music aesthetic that is difficult for ordinary people.To a certain extent, his understanding of various musical instruments is even higher than that of Yan Feiran.

If he hadn't been more keen on doing business, he would definitely be able to shine in the music industry.

It's all about sorting out the score, it's a matter of hand.

Yan Feiran didn't care about his status or whether he had other arrangements.In short, since this person came to your door, there is no reason to let him go so easily.

He stepped forward, stuffed the sheet music in his hand into Sheng Jin's hands, and said, "Help me get this movement in order." After speaking, he went to the piano and sat down, starting to perfect the prelude of one of the movements.

Sheng Jin was suddenly stuffed with a sheet of music in his hands, and he didn't realize it all at once.

The psychological construction I did before seems to have been done in vain.What he was worried about didn't happen, Yan Feiran not only didn't drive him away, but also arranged things for him.

This made him feel dazed for a while.

The last time I worked with Yan Feiran was six years ago.Since then, the two have never lived in peace like this.

Moreover, Yan Feiran has always done his own music, and he is fully capable of finishing the score by himself.

Why did he suddenly make such a big change?

Sheng Jin didn't understand, and didn't want to.

As long as Yan Feiran is willing to let him stay here and work together, it is more important than anything else.

Sheng Jin's emotions have always been restrained, and it is difficult for outsiders to see his true thoughts from his smile.But now his heart is stirring, and his whole face is radiant.Anyone who saw him knew that he was in a very good mood right now.

Happiness is contagious, Yan Feiran glanced at him, eyes bent.

Sheng Jin couldn't help taking a few steps towards him, then stopped and looked down at the score in his hand.He read music very quickly, and hummed while reading.

The man's voice is warm and magnetic, filling the room in the autumn sun.Putting this space full of musical instruments endows it with a golden artistic atmosphere.

This is the melody composed by Yan Feiran himself, of course he is very familiar with it.Following Sheng Jin's humming, he softly played the soprano part.

Two melodies sounded at the same time, one in the middle and one high in the air, injecting new vitality into the melody.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Yan Feiran gave a sudden pause, and gently put his hands on the black and white keys.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened them again.The right hand rises high, and then falls gently like a feather. When it lands on the keys, it is a series of accents.

Immediately afterwards, his left hand also joined in, and along with his right hand, a cheerful and exciting new melody popped up.After a while, both hands fell back to the keyboard and played the same note as the end.

Yan Feiran's upper body bent down towards the piano, and then slowly raised up with the notes, like an elegant fish.He tilted his head and looked at Sheng Jin under the sun with a bright smile.

"It was you who inspired me." Yan Feiran smiled, "And "White"."

Sheng Jin stood where he was, dazzled by Yan Feiran's smile, and couldn't believe the treatment he received.He was a little dazed, was this just a fantasy dream because he missed him too much?

Yan Feiran got up from behind the piano and walked up to Sheng Jin, "The night Shen Lingyuan used me to change the subject, I had a fever."

Sheng Jin's face tightened, and when he was about to speak, Yan Feiran raised his hand to stop him, and continued: "I was jet-lagged, it was midnight when I woke up, and I wanted to call you, but I didn't."

"Of course..." Sheng Jin's throat tightened.If he had known this was the case, he shouldn't have just stayed downstairs.

"I was in a bad mood at that time, and I don't know what went wrong." Yan Feiran continued to speak to himself, speaking faster and faster, "Chu Jianan's news came in, and I asked him to buy me medicine. Come. He came and said he wanted to take care of me, but he fell asleep quickly. I saw your car parked downstairs, I looked at the roof of your car, and "White" popped up."

"Sheng Jin," Yan Feiran looked at him, his eyes became brighter and brighter, "I understand what you mean to me, you are always different."

Sheng Jin thought about that night, Yan Feiran had just returned to Beijing from the crew of "Companion", and the attacks on him on the Internet were rampant before landing.Everyone on his team was dealing with it, and he was home alone with a fever.

Sheng Jin's eyes were red with sadness, and her voice trembled: "I don't know anything, I... It's because I didn't do well that I made you suffer."

"I don't blame you. You have been helping me solve the problem, and the Ansu Cave incident in the past." Yan Feiran paused, and said, "You have been protecting me."

Now Yan Feiran seldom speaks so much in one breath.

He was originally a lively person, and he was the real him in front of grandma.Willful, arrogant, presumptuous, and occasionally venomous.He will take care of other people's feelings, but he will not let himself be wronged, and he will definitely go back when encountering things.

But it has been too long since his debut. When every word and deed will be studied by the public with a magnifying glass, silence has become the best protective color.

After a long silence, it actually blended into his character.

There are many things he doesn't bother to distinguish, many things he doesn't want to say, and he doesn't expect the other party to understand.

But now, he has a strong desire to confide.He faithfully expressed his thoughts at the time, which was something he thought he would not tell Sheng Jin.

"However," Sheng Jin's eyes sparkled, "I didn't even know that "White" had something to do with me."

The author says:

(1) Source: Jin Yong's "Swordsman"