PS: The second watch is a little later, I haven't rested well in the past few days, and my spirit is a little sluggish!

The melody of the key tapping is soothing and clear, the short prelude passes, behind the glass wall, Xiao Xian, who is wearing headphones, looks at the lyric board in front of him, and his lips open lightly:

Behind my back or in my heart

Always looking at me and knowing my heart

……

The two lyrics were sung, and the moment the crisp children's voice sounded in the speaker, Taeyeon and Yoona, who were originally talking quietly, quietly closed their mouths, and Xiuying's eyes narrowed due to the cold comfort of the soda also widened again, and Yu Li, who was curious about the instruments around her, turned her head with her mouth slightly open, and looked at the girl who was singing seriously in the dim and soft light.

With the clear piano melody, Xiaoxian's singing is ethereal and pure, and the moment the voice comes, it seems to be the dingdong of a mountain spring ringing in his ears, dispelling all irritability, bringing wisps, but continuous transparent and refreshing tranquility.

The singing continues:

When the wind blows, hold me in your arms

Everywhere I am, I am like an angel who guards my love

Although it is not visible, it cannot be touched

I can't hear it either

I know that there is always that love by my side

I'm always happy

……

PD's shot, which was originally aimed at Ahn Joon-hyuk playing the electric piano, moved to Hyun-hyun at some point, incorporating the girl's slightly stereotyped but extremely serious expression into the shot, watching her spit out every word clearly with the notes.

The lyrics are very simple, even a little naïve, not as PD had previously guessed, like Ahn Joon-hyuk's other works, with a poem-like style, or containing emotions that are so strong that they can't be dissolved, if you look at them individually. This lyric is obviously a failure, but at the moment, it sounds surprisingly not shallow.

It is precisely the simple and straightforward lyrics that give the tune a pure charm, and then interpreted by the children's voice, as if a child is simply and childishly telling his love for his mother.

It's like everyone's childhood.

In the midst of intense labor pains, she gave birth to you weakly, and you struggled with blood, and let out the first cry born in this world. The tearful smile she showed when she looked at your healthy appearance and carefully held you in her arms?

No matter how old you are, you are still a baby, and you are so obsessed that she can't leave for a moment. I hold you every day, and I am tired and have a sore back, but as long as you giggle and bend your eyes, it seems to drive away all her fatigue.

When you were young, you probably don't remember, she taught you to talk, she taught you to walk, and worked hard every moment until you finally learned to call Mommy. She picks you up in ecstasy and kisses you the face, tears watering your cheeks.

When you were able to stand firmly on the ground for the first time, spread your little hands, and staggered over to her. Her eyes were a mixture of worry and joy, afraid that you would fall, afraid that you would bump into it, and that worry was so intense. So much so that when you finally walk into her arms, she immediately hugs you tightly.

Time goes unswervingly, you gradually grow up, learn to use dishes and chopsticks from her, learn to use language, maybe because of your naughtiness, she sometimes spanks your ass, but you don't know how much perseverance she used when you cried in pain, so she couldn't help but not kiss your face to comfort. You don't know how to go, when you are reluctant to leave her to go to school, when she cruelly left you in kindergarten, she looked at you pitifully lying behind the window crying from afar, and she was also wiping her tears!

When you learn the first song from the kindergarten teacher, sing it to her, and say to her Mom, I love you, the ecstasy in her heart at that moment lifts you up high, just like holding the highest glory in the world, holding the most precious treasure in the world.

PD suddenly understood that Ahn Jun Hyuk said that the feelings of the song he envisioned should be simpler, because if she grows up again, the little child will one day learn the rebellion of adolescence, let her break her heart for you, and learn to live independently when she is older, let her always worry about you, call you to ask for warmth, and worry that you will be wordy and impatient for this.

Maybe you slowly continue to grow up, enter middle age, and finally realize the love for your mother again, thinking about filial piety to her, let her enjoy her old age in peace, that regained love may be deep, but it is no longer pure.

You will no longer be like when you were tired, spained, or injured like when you were a child, and you will rely on her arms for her protection, and you will no longer confide in her your wild ideas, and let her coax you to weave fantasies with you. The door of your heart is no longer open for her, you are still the only one in her world, but in your world after independence, she is no longer there.

Only in the hearts of children, each mother is the big tree that shelters from the wind and rain, and cannot stay away for a moment, she protects you, you are also attached to her, and the feelings of love are not mixed with any utilitarian or pay and return thoughts, pure and unique.

Sometimes, it is not deep that it is touching, but simply the same can be deeply remembered in the heart, and even more resonant than the former.

Blinking his sour eyes, PD put away his careless attitude a moment ago, endured the dizziness and soreness in his chest caused by the violent beating of his heart, and shot attentively.

Years of program experience tell him that after this scene is broadcast, it may become the most classic shot of "Ten Thousand Yuan of Happiness" from the past to the future, and as the protagonist of this picture, the little girl who is still singing seriously behind the glass wall may be on fire!

……

Taeyeon loves lyrical songs, and she has always felt that only a strong lyrical style can convey feelings, and can make a song completely come alive and turn from a song into art.

But today, this song "Mother's Tree" made her begin to shake her long-standing preference, and she lacked words, and she couldn't describe the throbbing and resonance of her heart at that moment when she heard Xiaoxian's pure singing. Many memories that were almost blurred in my mind when I was a child were pieced together one by one, recalling the bits and pieces of the past with my mother, and the final picture was frozen in the car when I left home that day, my mother's hand waving in the back, and that morning, when my mother combed her hair, she sighed lonely.

Tears flowed suddenly in the memories like this, and she never thought that a simple song. Songs without flowery rhetoric can be performed so movingly.

It is a kind of heartbreak, no sorrow, just from the ordinary, from the depths of everyone's heart for the time flies, for the resonance of the past memory.

Snorting, she wiped the corners of her eyes, dipped the afterglow of tears, and glanced at Yun'er beside her who was stunned and in a daze, and her eyes were slightly red. Xiuying and Yoo-li, who have long forgotten the soda in their hands.

Their tears may be the same as hers, with longing for childhood, with sorry for their mother, for a girl like them who is in a sentimental age, the melody is too infectious and too sad. Thinking about Ahn Joon-hyuk's reason for making such a song, and wondering if he was suffering because he could no longer say "I love you" to his mother, the softest of the heart lake was touched.

In the soreness that spread out from her chest, she looked at the back of the person standing in front of the electric piano and suddenly wanted to go up and take his hand and bury his head in her arms!

Let him not be strong anymore......

No matter how smooth the opening performance is, this is only the first attempt after all, and when the song reaches the second paragraph, Xiaoxian is not very familiar with the score. There was a slight pause in the turn, half a beat slower, and then, Ahn Junhyuk's piano sound was also disrupted, and the ethereal song came to an abrupt end.

The lights in the mixing room are dim. Xiaoxian, who was in the recording room, couldn't see what was going on outside, so he clutched his headphones nervously and whispered to the condenser microphone, "Oppa, I'm sorry." I'm misremembering the rhythm. ”

She was met with silence from the outside.

The little girl bit her lower lip anxiously, she has not yet reached the age when her sisters have sensitive feelings, and she doesn't have much deep association with the emotions expressed in the lyrics.

After all, this is their first time working together, and Joonhyuk Oppa didn't look for another sister, but gave her the opportunity, so she couldn't live up to his trust.

This is the principle that Xu Zhuxian has pursued since she was a child, and in her more than ten years of life, she cannot survive without principles!

Thinking worriedly, if he didn't perform well, would it make him angry, and I didn't know how he sang it, and his heart was up and down for a while.

Fortunately, the silence that brought the little girl anxiety and depression did not last long, and after a while, Xiaoxian, who was in a panic, was startled by the applause from the headphones.

"Whoa-la-"

The applause was extremely warm, the lights in the mixing studio were turned on, and through the transparent glass wall, she saw outside, whether it was Ahn Junhyuk, her sisters, or strange PDs and recording engineers, they all applauded vigorously, and Ahn Junhyuk also smiled and gave her a thumbs up:

"Xiaoxian, well done, don't worry, this is the first time, let's do it again!"

…… It's just good that I didn't mess it up......

Thinking with a sigh of relief, Xiao Xian cleared his throat and nodded vigorously: "It's good, oppa!"

After a while, the melody sounded again under the gaze of the camera and the crowd.

……

When I pressed the code and opened the door, I saw that Ahn Joon-hyuk and Yoon-a's shoes were already placed on the shoe rack next to the entrance.

She put down the paper bag in her hand and changed her shoes, and shouted to the house, "Junhyuk, don't you have to go to the crew today?"

Ahn Jun-hyuk has been very busy recently, she has to shoot a TV series, and it is said that she also participated in a variety show on MBC, she thought that she would see him again in a few days, and she was undoubtedly a little surprised at this time.

But the inquiry was not answered, there was a quiet silence in the living room, frowning suspiciously, Lin Xiujing picked up the paper bag full of ingredients and entered the living room, the living room was cold and empty, there was no usual hustle and bustle of Yuna and Jisoo playing, and there was no busy figure of Ahn Junhyuk.

I looked in the kitchen and bathroom, there was no one inside, and I went to the guest room again, only to see the room that belonged to Yun'er, the light was on, and gently pushed the door open a gap, and in the pink room, on the small bed full of toys in the middle, Yun'er was lying on the bed, motionless, and seemed to be asleep.

Strange why she slept so early, Lin Xiujing was just about to close the door, and on the bed over there, Yun'er suddenly said, "Sister Xiujing?"

"Uh-you're not asleep? Or am I disturbing you?"

"I didn't fall asleep...... Is my sister looking for an oppa? He's upstairs. ”

"Oh......"

Yuna's mood is not quite right, I don't know if it is a delusion, listening to her voice, it seems that she has cried. (To be continued.) )