Find the rhythm of your exhalation and use your breath as a guide. It can even be appropriately active to disrupt breathing. Let your body naturally go into a state of slight breathing.

If the breath is very smooth, "the brain is well oxygenated". I always want to control and adjust the sound, but it's hard to do what I want.

On the contrary, if the brain is blank, it will become a singing heart. Anyway, the lyrics are already familiar to me, so let's be sensual.

This is the secret that Cheon Myung-hoon taught Taeyeon how to quickly substitute feelings.

In fact, there is no scientific theory to support it, just a little experience of his own. I don't know if Taeyeon had an epiphany or what, but if she speaks again, she will be the same as before.

It is with this remarkable improvement that Taeyeon has shown his skills in the month-end evaluation.

"I'll take the tuition, and I'll enjoy it. Cheon Myung-hoon sent Taeyeon out of the composition room, and couldn't help but make another joke: "Welcome to the next time." ”

……

Finally sat down quietly, Cheon Myung-hoon put on his headphones and closed his eyes.

The two paragraphs that were completed in the previous section, Cheon Myung-hoon has already made them. And the later semi-proposition composition, Qian Mingxun also wrote several versions.

From the one who wasn't even satisfied with himself at the beginning, to the one that Kim Yeon-jung said was almost okay the day before yesterday. Almost squeezed out all of Qian Myungxun's memories.

So he couldn't write a new version yesterday, but today he wants to try it.

"It's not that you can't continue to write, but you also need to consider the relationship between benefits and inputs. ”

Kim Yeon-jung's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he didn't know why he came so early today.

"You can't spend a lifetime writing just one song like this. Kim Yeon-jung sat next to Cheon Myung-hoon and turned her chair to face him.

"Even if it's a debut novel, there's a limit. Too much is not worth it. ”

Cheon Myung-hoon didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Kim Yeon-jung instilled in him a compositional concept. It is about the relationship between the heart of the craftsman and the value of business. Because it is particularly realistic, it cannot be refuted.

"Composition is also a problem where there is no correct solution, only the optimal solution. Now that you've done your current extreme, don't push yourself anymore. Kim Yeon-jung's tone was calm, but every word was so powerful.

"Even if you have the ability to give better and more satisfactory answers later. But the exams are long gone, so what's the use?"

"Does it have to be useful to write?"

"So what I'm saying doesn't mean anything!" Kim Yeon-jung explained unhurriedly. "Use the existing version to give full play to the value of the song, and continue to sublimate the meaning of the song when you have inspiration. ”

“…… I understand. Cheon Myung-hoon finally figured it out and held the computer mouse in his right hand. "Then I'll revise this one more carefully. ”

"Don't be in a hurry!" Kim Yeon-jung stopped Cheon Myung-hoon, who was about to act immediately. "I think there's another way to open up your inspiration. ”

Qian Mingxun didn't do anything else, but asked lightly, "Sister Yeon Zheng wants to say sadness?"

Kim Yeon-jung nodded: "It seems that you have already thought of it, but why don't you want to give it a try?"

"But I want it to be a happy song. ”

"Haha. Kim Yeon-jung suddenly smiled happily: "You still have such a childish side, tsk......"

Cheon Myung-hoon couldn't laugh because that's what he thought. Every day with Yuna: because the weather is good, because the weather is bad, because the weather is just right.

Every day is so beautiful!

So even if he just thinks about a song that Yuna wrote, he doesn't want to mix it with a trace of sadness.

"What happiness is, you don't even know......" Kim Yeon-jung didn't know what he remembered, and his tone was a little depressed.

"The most perfect ending of love is not to experience any crisis. But no matter what kind of crisis you go through, you can't break your love for each other!"

"Sister Yeon-jeong......" Cheon Myung-hoon saw that the corners of Kim Yeon-jeong's eyes seemed to be a little moist, so he handed over a tissue.

Kim Yeon-jung took it and wiped her hands, then pinched a piece of Taeyeon's cut apple and put it in her mouth.

"There are thousands of reasons for happiness! But the human race is very greedy and very difficult to satisfy. It's hard to empathize with happiness that you don't have but others have. But on the other hand, although the reasons to be sad are endless, it is easy for people to empathize with others when they see how sad they are! Even if one person is out of love, the other is unemployed. ”

"Because it can also be summed up as loss!" Kim Yeon-jung wiped his hands after eating: "So, if you don't know which happy memories to replace, it's not a good choice to try to write about sadness." ”

So whether it's a composer, a lyricist or a writer. It's all about doing a good job before you can write a good work. Without rich life experience, how can it be possible to write classics?

Even if you've heard something a hundred times, you're still confused when you actually encounter it. Only if you have really experienced it, you are qualified to review. Otherwise, I just figured it out with my brain, but my heart was far from accepting it!

Just when Cheon Myung-hoon was a little shaken, Kim Yeon-jung made up for the final blow: "Actually, the first time I heard this inspiration from you, I vaguely felt that it would be a sad song. I don't know if you really didn't hear it, or if you didn't want to hear it......"

Thinking about the inspiration for Yuna's birth, it is actually a faint and sad melody!

This thing, no...... This fact ......

The reason why the inspiration came to an abrupt halt at that juncture......

I have exhausted all the good memories to continue writing, but I still can't be satisfied with the truth......

Is Cheon Myung-hoon really unaware?

"Sister Yeon-seong. Cheon Myung-hoon's voice was a little hoarse: "I want to stay alone for a while, can you ......"

……

Kim Yeon-jung has been gone for a while, and the quiet in the composition room is a little scary.

Cheon Myung-hoon closed his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to return to the day when inspiration struck:

In the classroom during the lunch break, it was also so quiet and dull. Everyone else in the class was asleep, and only Chi Myung-hoon himself was awake.

Gently put down the ballpoint pen in his hand, and collapsed back weakly in the chair. The respiratory tract seemed to be filled with some sticky object, and the illusion of suffocation instantly filled the entire brain.

Like a person who was about to drown, when he finally returned to the light, he suddenly remembered that smiling face.

Lin Yuna.

Cheon Myung-hoon sat up straight and breathed smoothly again. After hesitating for a while, he picked up a pen and wrote on paper.

……

Cheon Myung-hoon sat up straight and breathed smoothly again. After hesitating for a while, he grabbed the computer's mouse. After changing a few outsounds at the beginning, I clicked the play button again.

Sister Yeon-jeong...... Your feeling is very correct. Because that's what my inspiration looks like.

……

I closed my eyes and thought of you

The splendid memories of the past are illuminated by the sun, and the warmth is a piece

Walk in the wind

The corners of the clothes flutter in the wind

The road that has been walked hand in hand

I still miss it as much as I did yesterday

The sky was exceptionally clear

You really make me laugh

Remember that day

……

The level that usually stalks here is like a blank sheet of paper at the touch of a button.

Qian Mingxun didn't restrain himself this time, and went with the flow.

……

Two hearts that once loved each other

Why are they all turned into the past and gone with the wind?

Your extraordinarily cheerful expression

The confession you prepared for me

How much thanks in my heart

Now I can't hear it anymore

I miss

……

Paint a picture of your face that is even more ethereal than yesterday

……

Back to the time when you loved me dearly

I want to see your face again

……

The sky was exceptionally clear

You really make me laugh

Remember today

Two hearts that once loved each other

Why are they all turned into the past and gone with the wind?

Your extraordinarily cheerful expression

Speak of affectionate eyes

It's so beautiful

Now I can't see it anymore

I miss you

I miss

Your true feelings

……

Type "Missing and Missing" on your computer to save the title of the song.

Cheon Myung-hoon's face did not have the joy of finally succeeding, and quietly left the composition room.