I was stuck on the same day for a thousand years

Wu Chen’s words are very beautiful, of course, this is not the point, An Menglan has been paying attention to what Wu Chen writes, she sits opposite Wu Chen, looking backwards with some difficulty.

After a while.

Wu Chen is still writing.

An Menglan couldn’t help it, she stood up, bypassed the table, sat on the chair next to Wu Chen, and tilted her head next to Wu Chen.

Generally, young and beautiful women will not easily sit next to men who are not close, even if they are friends for many years, between men and women, they will not sit next to each other like this to prevent each other from misunderstanding something.

An Menglan didn’t think so much.

Her thoughts are all in Wu Chen’s lyrics.

Moreover, she has such a personality, she is so frank and casual! It’s okay, what’s there to worry about?

About ten minutes later.

Wu Chen has written the lyrics, purely handwritten, and the total number of lyrics is about 400 words!

After that, start composing!

Various annotations!

Wu Chen even marked out where true and false sound conversion was needed to determine the general feeling of the lyrics!

Too detailed!

It took about half an hour in total, and Wu Chen filled three pages of A4 paper, various circles and lines, indicating various annotations, and it looked full of “draft” feeling!

Finished writing!

Wu Chen put away the pen, covered the cap of the pen, turned his head to look at An Menglan and smiled: “It’s okay!” Saying that, he moved all the pages in front of An Menglan.

An Menglan picked it up and directly began to look seriously from the beginning, chanting while watching, but the voice was extremely small and it was difficult to be heard.

Wu Chen took a sip of coffee and turned his head to look out the window.

After a while.

An Menglan is already reading the second page, and subconsciously humming the sound, she is looking for feelings, singing the chorus, and the toes are subconsciously on the ground little by little, looking for rhythm.

“…… There was a knock on the door… The sleeves are empty… Once the sunshine… Not in his face, his vicissitudes … Despair…… Hopefully…”

An Menglan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

As a very professional musician, she can easily substitute herself into the mood of music.

And now, she already knows what Wu Chen wrote in this song!

It is written about a wife or mother, waiting for her husband or son to come home from the army, day after day, waiting for the door to be knocked on, and finally the war is over, and the man is back, but he is full of wounds and sickness, and he is left disabled.

The man who used to have a sunny face has become a warrior who has experienced many vicissitudes!

He has experienced despair and ushered in hope!

Wu Chen’s song “Ringing” does not have any gorgeous words, the lyrics are very simple and very simple, but with the melody, singing it really makes An Menglan feel a little uncomfortable!

This is a “story” that expresses the cruelty of war! In essence, it is naturally an anti-war song calling for peace!

I don’t know how long it took.

“When the door was…” An Menglan suddenly made a slightly louder voice, and then instantly closed her voice, which was an instinctive reaction out of cultivation – you can’t sing in a western restaurant!

An Menglan was too focused, and finally “woke up” at this moment, she raised her head and looked at Wu Chen and said, “I’m sorry Mr. Wu…”

That’s what I found! There are more and more people in Western restaurants.

Because the time was already more than eleven o’clock at noon, lunchtime, naturally began to come guests, many guests have already noticed the superstar An Menglan and looked towards An Menglan.

They all saw An Menglan sitting with a young man.

“How? Satisfied? Wu Chen twisted his head and smiled at An Menglan.

“Hmm… Well written. An Menglan said, but she was a little uneasy, and paid attention to the surroundings again.

It’s because there are more people.

The troubles of the star!

Although the people who come here to eat are people with status, no one has come to disturb them yet, but after a while there are more people, it is likely that someone will come over to take a group photo or sign an autograph.

Moreover, being secretly photographed and posted on the Internet is also very likely to happen, which will cause scandals! An Menglan didn’t like this unnecessary trouble!

Looking down at the manuscript in her hand again, An Menglan raised her head again and looked at Wu Chen and said, “Mr. Wu, is it convenient to follow me upstairs?” There is a piano in the room, I want to try this song now…”

An Menglan invited Wu Chen to the room!

She didn’t think too much, she just had to change places, she would be watched here, and she really wanted to try to sing “Knock” now, she could feel that it was a good song now, but how good it was, she had to really sing it to judge one or two.

“Good!” Wu Chen nodded, agreed, and smiled at An Menglan again: “Wait for me at the elevator.” ”

An Menglan reacted for a moment before understanding what Wu Chen meant.

The two can’t walk together, they will be noticed!

“Okay, thank you, Mr. Wu.” An Menglan also smiled at Wu Chen, and then took out her mask and put it on, holding the manuscript and getting up.

An Menglan left the western restaurant first.

Wu Chen gestured to the waiter nearby and paid for the coffee before getting up and leaving.

Leave the restaurant.

Walk through a long, luxurious corridor to the elevator that belongs to the guest room area.

An Menglan was standing there, because she was wearing a mask when she came out, and no one recognized her when she met the new people.

Two people enter the elevator.

An Menglan swiped the VIP card and went upstairs!

Fifteenth floor, presidential suite!

The presidential suite of more than 10,000 a night is naturally expensive, such as the presidential suite of the K. Wah Hotel, which is equipped with a piano room!

This room was arranged by Song Xuan for An Menglan, and An Menglan, as a pop music superstar singer, prepared a presidential suite for her in the piano room, which is a very intimate arrangement.

An Menglan took Wu Chen into the presidential suite.

Wu Chen stopped after passing the entrance, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at the living room of this presidential suite, luxurious and beautiful!

An Menglan clicked her high heels, walked quickly to the sofa, took off her high heels directly, put on slippers, took off her mask, and then turned around and gestured to Wu Chen: “Mr. Wu, over here.” ”

She took Wu Chen in the direction of the piano room.

In fact, Wu Chen also saw it without her signaling, the piano was placed in an open room, and the other side was a lighting balcony, which could be seen directly.

An Menglan walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down in front of the piano.

The reason why she changed her shoes is to play the piano, wearing high heels to step on the pedals under the piano is very uncomfortable, not impossible, just uncomfortable!

Flats are best, as are slippers!

An Menglan is professional! She is proficient in piano and violin!

“Ahem!” An Menglan put the manuscript up, opened the piano keyboard cover, put her hands on it, cleared her throat again, and took two deep breaths… The status adjustment is fast!

She’s about to start! This song makes her can’t wait!

Boom……

Clear and cold piano music!

After the prelude, An Menglan spoke, and with her recognizable and magnetic voice, she sang the song “Knock”!

Play and sing to yourself!

Although it is the first time to sing this anti-war song, Wu Chen’s composition is very clear, from the singing level, An Menglan will not have any problems, what Wu Chen writes, she can sing!

Wu Chen stood aside, listening to An Menglan’s singing.

About a minute later.

Wu Chen suddenly stretched out his hand, took the first page of the manuscript standing on the piano, and put it aside… It’s time to change pages, An Menglan forgot to spread out the three pages before!

Although she sings very well and plays very well, after all, she just got the lyrics of this song, and it is impossible to memorize it without mistakes!

She needs to play and sing while staring at the manuscript.

More than two minutes passed.

Sing a song.

An Menglan frowned slightly, because she didn’t feel right.

“I’ll do it again.” An Menglan said.

She is in a state and very focused, and there are many less unnecessary politeness with Wu Chen.

The clear and cold piano prelude sounded again!

An Menglan sang it again!

Immediately followed by a third time!

Fourth time!

She has always frowned slightly, just dissatisfied, not dissatisfied with the song, but dissatisfied with herself, just feeling… I didn’t sing that feeling!

“Why do you play wrong every time?” Wu Chen suddenly asked.

“Huh?” An Menglan, who was about to start the fifth pass, suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at Wu Chen, and she slowed down before asking, “Did Mr. Wu hear it?” ”

“I get a few notes wrong every time, how can I not hear it.” Wu Chen smiled and said, “Or I’ll come, you sing, I’ll play, you may need to stand up to have enough breath…”

An Menglan reacted again, before asking Wu Chen in surprise: “Mr. Wu can still play the piano?” ”

The question of déjà vu.

Li Ruobing also asked Wu Chen like this.