Song of Qingqiu

The recording work went on like this day by day.Because of more experience, they became more courageous. They began to change scenes, singing on the noisy street, and even in the subway, the sound of friction between the subway car and the track, the whistle of the coordinator directing people to get on and off the car, pedestrians The hurried footsteps to and from work were all recorded in the music.Because that is Qingqiu's most authentic and vivid voice.

Naturally, Bai Qian would report the work situation to Zheyan from time to time.

"You guys are really fast." Zheyan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.Bai Qian heard the pun in his words, couldn't help blushing, then paused, trying to put on a businesslike attitude, and handed him the demo in her hand.

"Okay, let me check." Zheyan took the USB flash drive with a smile, inserted it into the computer, then raised Erlang's legs, picked up his coffee, and waited leisurely for the sound from the computer stereo.

Soon, Mo Yuan's voice drifted into the spacious office.

Suddenly, Zheyan's smile froze.There was an expression on Bai Qian's face that she had never seen before.Zheyan has always been warm, sunny, and even angelic.But at this moment, it suddenly became heavy.Bai Qian's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Zheyan stood up stiffly, ignoring Bai Qian who was standing opposite, but went straight to the window, staring at the endless distance, dazed.

In the office at this time, Mo Yuan's music was still wafting.

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Recording work continues.This time, they chose the top floor of a low building.Mo Yuan said that the voice of the sky can be heard here.

"I want to see the sunset,

Poems and dreams from afar

It's the direction I'm looking for. "

Mo Yuan bowed his head and plucked the guitar, and began to sing softly.Bai Qian leaned on the railing and listened.She thinks that Mo Yuan is sometimes very romantic, and sometimes very evil.Can the voice of the sky be heard here?She looked at the busy street under her feet, and at the rare blue above her head.Where are the voices of the sky without dove whistles, without birds?

"Winter is gone

spring brings endless warmth

i stand here

Quietly feel with you"

Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, and sang to the setting sun on the roof.This is a song "High Place" written by Mo Yuan.Although it is not the main song of Qingqiu, the rhythm has been accelerated a lot, especially after entering the chorus.

"I fly high, fly high,

to unexpected places,

Let you take me to bloom at the highest point in the sky. "

Mo Yuan's rhythm obviously accelerated, and his originally deep voice suddenly rose up, like water breaking through a gate, or like a waterfall flowing down from the top of a mountain, rushing down thousands of miles.

His voice drove the other people in Kunlun Xu, and everyone cheered up.The drumbeats of Zilan beat fast like a whirlwind.And the keyboard of Diefeng is more like a fighter plane flying in the air.Even Chang Shan, who has always been calm, couldn't help playing a few tricks on the bass.

The music of "High Place" echoed on the roof, and Bai Qian seemed to feel the wantonness and mystery of being in the sky.The enthusiasm in front of her was really touching, she couldn't help putting aside the fence, kicking on her high-heeled shoes, joining in with a rattling sound, standing beside Mo Yuan, following his rhythm, writhing with his footsteps , swaying.

The sky is spinning, the sunset is spinning, everything is spinning.And the eyes of the two of them at this moment melted into the golden color of afterglow, bright and dazzling.But the heat of each other's bodies and hearts is much warmer than this sunshine.

Just when everything was at its climax, all the music suddenly stopped together.The entire top floor became silent, as if a needle could be heard falling.

Bai Qian squinted her eyes and followed everyone's gaze.Beside the stairs, standing in a suit and leather shoes, with a calm face.