1RomanceEB Was the red envelope in Chapter 83 too small?
Was the red envelope in Chapter 83 too small?
Was the red envelope in Chapter 83 too small? (Burst Update Mode 20)
Five songs, enough to make a mini album?
Yao Feng felt like his brain wasn't working properly.
He glanced at his daughter instinctively.
14 years old — oh no, 15 after the New Year, and she's going to release an album? And it's written by her 9-year-old brother —
This looks a bit unreal.
He snapped out of his daze, picked up the leather notebook, and felt the rough texture of the cover with his fingers.
"These are all... all songs you wrote?"
"Um.
""
Chen Lang scratched his head and laughed.
"Most of them are still just ideas, not yet fully formed."
"But these few songs already have complete lyrics, and part of the music has also been written."
For him, the difficulty has never been writing songs.
The question is how to explain the origins of these songs.
Since they had already gone to great lengths, using Qiong Yao as a shield, to cover up the situation regarding "Conquest,"
That one and the four songs were sold for the same price; they all had the same explanation.
These songs don't have much shelf life left, so we need to use them up as soon as possible.
Yao Feng took a deep breath, rubbed Chen Lang's head, praised him with "Great job," and opened his notebook.
He turned the pages one by one, and the more he read, the greater the shock in his heart became.
This notebook contains all sorts of wildly imaginative ideas.
Some are simplified musical scores of a melody, with words like "sad" or "intense" marked below.
Others have complete lyrics, with the inspiration for the creation written next to them.
"June 17, 1992, cloudy. My grandmother said that when I was little, I was in an incubator, and it reminded me of a song lyric—"
Upon seeing this line, Yao Feng knew where the song "Listen to Mom" came from.
In 92, this child was only 6 years old!
"August 12, 1993, rain. Watching The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Rong'er makes beggar's chicken, and a melody comes to mind—"
October 2, 1993, sunny. Listening to Michael Jackson's songs, the drumbeats are great, I might try using them in upbeat songs—
"On March 7, 1994, the wind was so strong. My wife was watching Chibi Maruko-chan and insisted on learning the Japanese songs from it. I don't understand Japanese."
Pop, rock, love songs, martial arts songs, children's songs, and even some musical concepts he couldn't understand.
Yao Feng looked up and glanced at the two large bookshelves that reached the ceiling in Chen Lang's room.
It was covered with books and tapes.
Yao Feng suddenly felt that he might understand.
He continued flipping through the pages and found the three new songs.
"A Dream", inspired by the TV series "Desire".
"The Dream is Over," inspired by the film "The Bridges of Madison County."
"Betrayal", inspired by the book, Journey Under the Midnight Sun.
Just by looking at the song title, you can tell it's in the same vein as "Conquer".
Yao Feng carefully looked at the lyrics and sheet music.
All three songs are very well-made, with complete lyrics and melodies that include most of the verses and choruses.
Every word was written with heartbreaking intensity.
From those words, one can feel an intense, overwhelming emotion.
He found it hard to believe that this was something written by a 9-year-old child.
But the childlike handwriting in the notebook clearly told him that this was the truth.
Judging from the creation dates marked on the notebook, the inspiration for these songs was concentrated in the last six months.
He also saw several other song titles at the end of this series.
"Silence," "Cut Love," "Listen to the Sea," "It's Not Easy to Have Someone Who Loves You," "Turns Out You Don't Want Anything" —
However, none of them were very well completed; they were just some scattered sentences and melodic fragments, and he couldn't make heads or tails of them.
Yao Feng closed his notebook and let out a long sigh.
There was no more doubt in my mind.
A child who can see, read, and listen, and knows how to record their inspirations, can achieve such results.
Although it's unbelievable, it's completely understandable.
Yao Beina also came over to take a look.
When she saw the songs prepared for her, her eyes were filled with surprise.
"Little brother, are all of these...are these all for me?"
Her voice trembled slightly with excitement.
Chen Lang raised his chin, looking slightly smug.
"Yes, they're all for my older sister."
Yao Beina covered her mouth in surprise.
She subconsciously touched the small wallet in her pocket.
Did I think the red envelope I just gave was a little too small?
Aunt Li Xinmin also picked up the notebook and flipped through it curiously.
As a singer, understanding lyrics and music is naturally not a problem.
As she looked at the delicate yet slightly childish handwriting, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
"How happy I would be if Xiaoqin were still here."
She sighed softly, her voice slightly choked with emotion.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat melancholic.
Upon seeing this, Liu Xiaoli quickly stepped forward.
She pulled Chen Lang into her arms and kissed him on the cheek.
"Even though Xiaoqin is gone, she still has me as her mother!"
"Isn't that right, Langlang?"
Chen Lang also wrapped his arms around Liu Xiaoli's neck and nodded vigorously.
"Yes, I have a mother."
"The best mom."
With just one sentence, he made both women beam with joy.
Li Xinmin, who had just been looking sad, now burst into laughter through her tears. She came over and hugged Chen Lang, looking him over from left to right, clearly smitten.
"Oh my, our Langlang is such a clever little thing."
In the past, Yao Feng would always argue with An Shaokang about how An Shaokang had arranged a marriage for Chen Lang before they even met.
They said he was too late; such a good son-in-law was snatched away.
Back then, she would always tell him, "The child is still young, don't keep saying these things."
But today, even she couldn't hold back anymore.
"Oh, it would be great if Langlang were our Beina's male general."
"A marriage between close relatives, how wonderful!"
Yao Beina, standing to the side, blushed with embarrassment.
Liu Yifei, who hadn't said a word, was unhappy.
With a stern face, she walked to Chen Lang's side, forcefully pulled him out of Li Xinmin's arms, and dragged him behind her to assert her dominance.
This is my male general!
The adults in the room were amused.
"My aunt was just joking."
Chen Lang offered a reassuring remark and then changed the subject.
"I think since I can't sing on stage, I'll write more songs."
"Let Sister Beina sing a little more."
"I'll accompany my wife to learn acting from now on."
Liu Yifei was satisfied now.
She nodded vigorously, and the corners of her mouth turned up.
"Yes, yes!"
"Langlang and I will play Guo Jing and Rong'er!"
"Let Sister Bella sing us the songs we see on TV!"
Okay.
On TV, they were rebroadcasting the 94 version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
Everyone laughed at the child's innocent words.
The atmosphere in the room became cheerful again.
Yao Feng looked at Chen Lang and felt a surge of emotion.
Such a talented child, yet he suffers from stage fright.
God, sometimes you really do have a way of playing jokes.
Fortunately, Li Rui said it wasn't serious and the child would gradually overcome it as he grew up.
Anyway, they were still young at that time, so it didn't matter if they didn't go on stage. Becoming famous too early would also affect their studies.
In his opinion as a composition professor, it's no big deal if you don't perform on stage; being a top-notch behind-the-scenes creator is much more prestigious.
Since Sisi likes performing, let these two children become actors together.