Cheng Xiaoyu finished writing the score, browsed it, and found nothing wrong. He said to Lei Xin, who was standing near him and always paying attention to his movements: "Director Lei, I've finished writing. Please come over, Pei Yanchen."

Lei Xin ignored Qian Jiahao, who was investing in the filming, and quickly shouted "CUT", walked to Cheng Xiaoyu and said suspiciously: "Junior Cheng, have you finished it so quickly?" He lowered his head to look at the score written by Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu had no intention of giving the score to Lei Xin, but just shouted: "Senior Pei, I have written the score, come and take a look."

Pei Yanchen didn't expect Cheng Xiaoyu to finish writing so quickly. He wiped the sweat on his face with a tissue and walked towards Cheng Xiaoyu. She was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt, an orange suspender skirt, and her long hair was like water in the summer.

Under the setting sun, it was blown to pieces by the breeze.

Qian Jiahao followed Pei Yanchen a little depressed, and muttered to the reporter next to him: "This is too perfunctory, isn't it? What good can be written in only ten minutes?" Since Cheng Xiaoyu came, he discovered that everyone's

His eyes were drifting towards Cheng Xiaoyu intentionally or unintentionally. Even the girl in the crew who had a crush on him was secretly filming Cheng Xiaoyu writing the score. However, he who had always been the center of attention seemed to no longer exist.

Pei Yanchen turned his head slightly and said coldly: "Others are geniuses, don't judge them by the standards of an ordinary person like you."

Qian Jiahao didn't expect that Pei Yanchen would hear it. He was speechless and didn't know what to say. He could only keep his displeasure in his heart.

Seeing this, the recorder comforted him: "With Cheng Xiaoyu's music, it's hard for you not to be famous. After all, you wrote this song and sang it in the movie."

Qian Jiahao felt better after thinking about this, and began to pray that Cheng Xiaoyu would not do it randomly.

When Pei Yanchen arrived, everyone on the crew knew that Cheng Xiaoyu had written the song after reading the script for just over ten minutes, and they gathered around again. Everyone was originally looking forward to Cheng Xiaoyu's work, but this creation

The speed was so fast that people had to doubt Cheng Xiaoyu. Of course, everyone was not doubting his talent, but just doubting his sincerity.

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored all the curious and expectant looks around him and handed the written score to Pei Yanchen. Pei Yanchen put the violin case on the chair aside and then reached out to take it. She really couldn't change the elegant handwriting.

Familiar. She focused her eyes on the score, and while reading the lyrics and comparing it with the staff, she suddenly felt that Cheng Xiaoyu was writing about her. Maybe he had exactly the same feeling about herself.

Pei Yanchen, but these lyrics made Pei Yanchen think that Cheng Xiaoyu was teasing her. While playing the melody written by Cheng Xiaoyu in her mind, she secretly gritted her teeth and said in her heart: "I said you are a big idiot, so you just call me a coward, right?"

!Cheng Xiaoyu, you are the coward, you are the most coward in the world."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Pei Yanchen's complicated expression and felt a little uneasy, thinking that she didn't like the song. After Pei Yanchen finished flipping through it carefully, he said, "What's wrong, Senior Pei? Don't you like it?"

Pei Yanchen turned away from Cheng Xiaoyu and raised his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, as long as everyone likes it." After saying that, he handed the score to Lei Xin and motioned for him to take a look.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't know that he had offended Pei Yanchen again because of the word "coward". Seeing that her opening statement was full of gunpowder, he could only keep silent.

Seeing this, Lei Xin pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He did not take the sheet music from Pei Yanchen's hand, but said with a sad look on his face: "Pei Yanchen, please stop teasing me. I don't know how to read a staff!"

Du Xing saw that the special nurse next to Cheng Xiaoyu was still carrying a guitar case, and immediately said: "Director Cheng's songs are also very good. I, Du Xing, have never been convinced by anyone, not even Director Cheng. How about Junior Cheng singing for us live?"

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The surrounding crew members immediately cheered and burst into applause.

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored the booing from these people, looked at Pei Yanchen and said with a smile: "If Senior Pei doesn't like it, I'll rewrite it until Senior Pei is satisfied."

After speaking, Cheng Xiaoyu reached out to Pei Yanchen to take back the score. Pei Yanchen said he didn't like it, but in fact he kept his eyes fixed on the score and was reluctant to leave. He avoided Cheng Xiaoyu's extended hand and argued: "I mean, do I like it?"

It doesn't matter if you like it, but...I don't...have...said...I...don't...like it."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Pei Yanchen's somewhat evasive eyes. She put her right hand on her chin and held the music sheet in her left hand. There was an undisguised shyness on her face. This made Cheng Xiaoyu feel that teasing this cold senior sister was really interesting.

He took the guitar case, opened it, and said: "Since you like it, I will sing it to you." (BGM "Coward" Gigi Leung, there is a male version by Fang Jiongbin, but I personally think the male version is average, this song

The song is not a golden song, but I feel that at this moment, there is nothing more suitable for these two people than this song.)

How beautiful can dusk be?

The only thing that can be seen is the vague orange light in the summer evening, the honey-like clouds floating in the air, and the lush camphor trees in the distance swaying gently in the breeze.

But all this beauty is not complete. We still lack a melody like a glass of mint-flavored ice drink.

The voice should not be too warm. Sounds that are too warm will make people feel depressed in the evening when the heat has not dissipated. Don’t make the music too sad. Music that is too sad will not make people feel the music in this season when fireworks and flowers are bright.

lonely.

Cheng Xiaoyu's voice is like the sun and rain in the summer evening and dusk, or the deer slowly walking out of the emerald forest. The crisp guitar strings play the most appropriate background music for this moment.

In this artistic alley, when there are the most people at this time, the orange sunshine mixed with dark shadows are spread under people's feet like a Persian carpet. Suddenly, music sounds and time begins to slow down, like

It was when someone put a few coins into the jukebox during an empty period that the old records jumped in, infusing the gentle beauty into the silent sound.

You love coffee, low-key feeling

My preference for collecting your music is very strange,

Oh, you are special, every little detail

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae... Such a match...

When Cheng Xiaoyu sang for the second time, Pei Yanchen couldn't help but pick up the violin that was put aside, enter the music and start to accompany Cheng Xiaoyu. At this time, the whole world disappeared, and only each other was left in their world.

I'm afraid of waste, emotional illusion

I hate that I am as cautious as a hedgehog,

Hey, I am very opposed to shedding tears over a broken love...

Stay away from you. I like to see you frown slightly and call me a coward.

This beautiful melody immediately attracted countless people to stop and appreciate it. The two people couldn't help but admire them both in appearance and music. Many foreign friends took out their cameras and started taking pictures. It originally looked like a very large round shape.

The square began to become filled with water. Lei Xin kicked the camera and whispered: "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and take a picture!"

The slightly bland and cool music was undoubtedly the most delicious ice cream at this time. More and more spectators gathered around, but no one made a sound. The fountain also began to spray mist, and the small square extended into a blue lake.

The white clouds are within reach around you.
Chapter completed!