[Korean Entertainment] Capture the ghosts and gods

The poor Pang Da kid stood there for quite a while. Neither Song Jae-kyung nor Choi Sung-hyun on the sofa noticed him. He was so heartbroken that he could only love himself.

Sitting on the single sofa, Li Shengxian took out the snacks he wanted one by one according to his own taste, and put them on the coffee table.

Cream balls of all flavors are packaged in small boxes one by one. When Li Shengxian took out the lemon cream balls, Song Zaijing naturally reached out and took them, as casual as eating Japanese-style conveyor belt sushi.

Li Shengxian: Spit a mouthful of blood, this is his pick!

Song Jae-kyung: "Brother, would you like to try this lemon-flavored cream ball, I think it tastes amazing!"

As she spoke, she lifted the lid, couldn't wait to take a bite, and then handed the small box to Cui Shengxian.

Li Shengxian: Is it really that delicious? !

Cui Shengxian: "The one recommended by Zai Jing must be the best!" Without doubt, he quickly picked up one and put it in his mouth. >__< So sour!Cui Shengxian, who was frowning, squeezed out a little smile: "Okay... eat... well..." It's just that the teeth are going to be sore...

Li Shengxian: You deserve it!Who made you believe in Song Jae-kyung so easily!

For this, Song Jae-kyung is very innocent: "Is it sour, Oppa? No way... Could it be that the acidity of lemons in Australia is too strong?"

Song Zaijing, who was talking to himself, took another sip of the lemon cream ball. She really didn't feel sour, "I think the sourness in the mouth and the sweetness of the cream after it melts in the mouth are very, very comfy. The taste can be said to be refreshing and sweet! Don't you think Oppa?"

Cui Shengxian: "Yes! It's not sour now! The two flavors blend together in my mouth, it feels great!"

Li Shengxian: Listen to Song Zaijing's nonsense!

Li Shengxian, who complained silently, couldn't resist the temptation, and silently took a bite too.

Li Shengxian: So sour=dish=!Sure enough, you shouldn't believe Song Jae-kyung's nonsense!

Sometimes, a certain taste, not everyone can adapt to and like it.

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Song Zaijing didn't care about him as much as Li Shengxian thought, at least during this visit, Li Shengxian played a very important role.

It wasn't like Li Shengxian saw that she didn't prepare a drink for him.

It's just that when she first saw Cui Shengxian, she naturally forgot about Li Sheng, and even forgot about the drinks.

Until Li Shengxian went to the dressing room, Cui Shengxian accidentally took out a disposable paper cup when he was getting snacks by himself.

Song Jae-kyung: "Ah! I forgot to pour drinks for my relatives."

Originally, it is good to prepare two kinds of drinks, so there will be this ambiguous sentence:

——"coffee, tea, orme?"

Fortunately, it was not too late, and Song Zaijing was the one who discovered the omission and repaired it in time. He immediately took a paper cup and a cup of milk tea, asked Cui Shengxian about the coffee he sent out, and poured him another cup of coffee.

In Cui Shengxian's eyes, this very ordinary behavior was inexplicably vigilant. Why did Jae-kyung treat that kid Li Shengxian so well? !He only got coffee, but Li Shengxian had both milk tea and coffee! !

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and Cui Shengxian suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"Ouba? What's the matter?" Song Zaijing looked up at Cui Shengxian, with doubts in his big eyes.

Cui Shengxian: "I'm full, it's time to work!" After thinking about it, it's wrong, isn't this rushing to Zai Jing, and immediately added, "Can Zai Jing work with my brother for a while?"

"Of course." Song Zaijing smiled, "As long as my brother doesn't find me annoying."

The two packed up the thermos cups and returned to the studio next door.

Even after opening the door for half an hour, the smell of smoke still lingers in the small studio.

Song Jae-kyung didn't like the smell.

As soon as she frowned, Cui Shengxian understood, "I'm sorry, Ouba is too irritable and usually doesn't smoke so much."

Normally, the smell of smoke would never coexist with Song Jae-kyung, and Song Jae-kyung would hate smokers as well.

But the target is Cui Shengxian, and the standard is naturally relaxed, "Smoking is not good. Although writing songs is very brain-burning, Obama still needs to pay more attention to his body." Then, he sat down in the studio.

It has been almost two hours since Cui Shengxian smoked a cigarette, and the exhaust system in the studio has been in operation. The smell of smoke is actually not that strong, which is still acceptable to Song Zaijing.

Seeing Song Zaijing take his seat, the expression on his face did not seem to be upset, Cui Shengxian was also relieved.

The desktop with computers was in a mess, and the pen and paper almost covered the keyboard and mouse.On the electronic keyboard at the side, there were a few sheets of music scattered in a mess. The ones on the ground that were crumpled into balls were obviously unwanted by Cui Shengxian.

After Song Zaijing sat down, he realized that what he was stepping on seemed to be a musical score, but this musical score was destined to be different, because, just now, she stepped on a clearly visible shoe print.

Music score: Hehehe.

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Li Shengxian came back from the dressing room, looked at the empty lounge, and immediately understood that he was abandoned.

What a jerk!He just went to the dressing room for convenience, and the two of them disappeared without even saying hello!

Absolutely can not be friends!break up!break up!

Li Shengxian walked out of the lounge door in an atmosphere, trying to find two people to discuss, but after only a search, he found that they were in the studio next door, and the only two seats in the studio were already full.

Standing at the door for a moment, Li Shengxian was extremely lost.

It's like being abandoned by the whole world.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, Li Shengxian returned to the lounge: (*@ο@*) Wow~!milk tea!coffee!As expected, Jae Kyung still loves him!Beep!So touched!

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In the studio, Cui Shengxian has continued to devote himself to composing.

Cui Shengxian: Jae King is watching from the sidelines!He must perform perfectly!

The ideal is very lofty, but in reality, half an hour later, Li Shengxian: ahhh, I can't write... ahhh, I'm going to die...

No one can save Cui Shengxian's exhausted inspiration at the moment.

Even Song Jae-kyung.

Because, Song Jae-kyung had a great time by himself.

After picking up the sheet music under his feet, Song Zaijing looked at the unusually short lines on the sheet music and found it interesting.

This should be the result of Cui Shengxian's busy work, unfinished.

Yes, Cui Shengxian has been busy for nearly ten days, but there is not one and a half pieces of music, but there are still a few lines of melody.

Song Zaijing held the score, and his hand on the keyboard seemed to be able to feel the notes on the score. He danced slowly on the keyboard, and the pleasant melody slowly floated out.

Song Zaijing has learned everything, and there is nothing difficult for her.

She can't write songs, but it's not difficult to play an instrument.

"On scene?" Cui Shengxian was amazed.

Is there anything else his family can't do in Jing?

Song Zaijing was attracted by the melody on the music score, "I wonder if Ouba needs someone to audition for you?" Such a fresh melody made her musical cells come alive all of a sudden. "Can I play as I please?"

There is nothing wrong with Cui Shengxian.

With the permission of the composer, Song Jae-kyung was freer.

The fingers that have not played the piano for a long time are still a little rusty. After practicing fingering a few times, they will soon be able to master the melody written by Cui Shengxian proficiently.

Repeat several times, getting faster and faster.

Feel like flying.

It feels great.

Just like the portrayal of her mood, those notes that never appeared in the music score also jumped to her fingertips following the joy in her heart.He only gave the beginning, but she wrote the process by herself.

After the casual song ended, Song Zaijing stopped contentedly, let out a sigh of relief, and said loudly, "Excellent! I haven't practiced for a long time."

She can't write songs or compose music, but at the beginning of all songs, she probably wants to express her feelings with notes and melodies.

It was as if Song Zaijing learned anything and did everything for his own pleasure.

Turning his head, he unexpectedly saw Cui Shengxian with star eyes. "Oba, what's wrong?"

Choi Sung-hyun was so touched: "You played Jae-kyung so well!" He directly hugged Song Jae-kyung through his emotions, "Stuck here for so many days, I still can't figure out my song, my song should be What does it feel like? Maybe it’s because I haven’t written songs for too long. My brain is rusty. I’ve been thinking about it these days, but I can’t find the answer. But now I understand, I don’t have to think so much at all, just follow my heart Remember..." Because he is Cui Shengxian!

his!That is the best!

"Huh! Huh?" Song Zaijing actually didn't understand the current situation, but Cui Shengxian was so moved that he seemed to be a little out of control, so of course she had to comfort her.

"Jajing!" Cui Shengxian let go of Song Zaijing, and looked at her with eyes that seemed to be shining, "Can I also fill in your name in the column of my song composer?"

"Ah? Ah!" Song Zaijing said that she didn't understand.

"You also participated in the creation of this piece!" As soon as the inspiration came, Cui Shengxian couldn't stop it, and Cui Shengxian had already started to think about how to modify it on the basis of Song Jae-kyung's performance just now.

The computer faithfully recorded every note she played, just like her confession, each one touched her heart.

"Of course." Song Zaijing laughed, "Ouba is happy." But adding her signature to the song should be just a talk, right?Yang Xianshuo felt that he would not agree.

With Song Jae-kyung's approval, Cui Shengxian got busy happily.

This time, he has a clear goal.

Sometimes, it only takes a little bit of time to write a piece of music, very quickly.

As long as the inspiration comes.

Li Shengxian, who happened to pass by the door and witnessed everything, was a little snacky, but: Brother Tapu's homework can finally be handed in! ! !Long live! ! !Long live! ! !

However, he was too happy.

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Happy time is always so short.

The next night, Cui Shengxian began to worry again:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jiang Dacheng & Dong Yongpei & Quan Zhilong who came back asked Li Shengxian: "What happened to Brother Tapu?"

Li Shengxian covered his ears: I really want Song Jae-kyung to do it again!

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