Chapter 73: Lyricist, "Follow the Light" (2/2)
”Self-taught composition skills, arranger proficiency +1.”
”Self-taught composition skills, arranger proficiency +1.”
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It wasn't until the middle of the night that Ye Lingchen put down her cell phone and took another look at Chen Xiaoyan, who was sleeping soundly, raised her pen and started writing.
Title: ”Follow the Light”
Lyrics: If you say fireworks at sea
I'm a spray bubble
At some point your light illuminated me
...
I can follow you
Sleepwalking like a shadow
I can wait at this intersection
Whether you pass
Whenever i look up for you
Even tears feel free
Some love fall like the sun
Owning and losing
...
Next to the lyrics, attach the score.
After the song was created, the sky was a bit hazy, Ye Lingchen stood up and left, but after a pause, he picked up the pen again and wrote at the end:
Don't be frustrated, life is like an electrocardiogram, and smooth sailing proves that ... you are dead.
Drop it, Y!
Then quietly left.
The content of ”Follow the Light” may look like love at first glance, but in fact, the so-called light is more than love.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Xiaoyan woke up from the bed stupidly.
She raised her hand and hammered her dizzy head, blindfolded.
Her mouth was very dry. She licked her tongue and seemed to have something on her lips. There was a strange smell in her mouth, which made her sick.
The memories of last night started to reappear in my head.
Her pupils suddenly enlarged, her whole body was stiff, and her face was frightened.
I quickly checked my clothes and felt them carefully, and then I was relieved that I was not violated.
It's just that, last night, I seemed to help him ...
Chen Xiaoyan's face was flushed with redness, her face was hot, oh my god, why was she so crazy last night?
The most important thing is that yesterday, he was confused and didn't see what the guy looked like.
However, since he did not invade himself, he barely considered a gentleman.
Chen Xiaoyan was very confident in her appearance and could hold back last night. The man's self-discipline was really strong.
And ... he seemed to have saved himself, and thinking about it, her nausea eased a little.
But no matter what, she quickly ran out of bed and brushed her teeth in the bathroom.
After careful washing, Fan Xiaozai walked out of the bathroom, glanced at the room with a complicated look, and was about to leave.
It was a dream last night.
However, when she stared at the hotel's table, she looked a little.
On the table, the lamp was still on, with paper and pen, and what was written on the white paper.
(End of this chapter)