Gu Huo felt that she had a point in saying that.

After eating, the two gossiped for a while in the hallway.

Gu Huo said that from tonight onwards he would be closed to concentrate on writing songs, and he would give the card to Miqi and tell her to go out by herself.

Mi Qi thought to herself, this person really thought of a play, and he only came out to travel for more than ten days, and if he wants to write a song, you can't write it after returning home.

Although she vomited frantically in her heart, she actually said "oh" without saying a single punctuation mark.

Gu Huo saw that she was very well-behaved, and for a while the dragon heart was happy, saying that he would write Miqi into his new song.

Miki lazily said no.

"If you want to scold me, just scold me in front of me, don't beat around the bush and scold with notes. ”

"Look at you, you are guilty of living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Gu Huo taught her: "If I write you into a song, it must be with love to write you in, how can I write a song to scold you." Besides, as long as you are as well-behaved as you are today in the future, I won't scold you, it's too late to hurt you. ”

Miqi vomited: "Okay poet, go back and write songs." ”

Guho glared at her, pulling out his wallet and tossing it to her. "Yen, dollars, yuan, and a credit card, it's enough for you. As he spoke, he looked up at the ceiling, trying to memorize his credit card password. Miki slapped him on the lips and stopped his irrational behavior in time.

"Stop, I don't want to know your bank card password, and it's a public place with cameras everywhere. I know you have a lot of money, but no matter how much money you have, you don't have to spend it for nothing. ”

After speaking, she opened her wallet and roughly clicked it, and the yen, dollars, and yuan added up, and the conversion of human coins was also a few thousand yuan. She doesn't shop, she just eats and drinks, and she doesn't spend so much money.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid your credit card won't work for me. Your wallet is so heavy, I'll help you spend all the cash first to reduce your burden. ”

Gu Huo said in a strange voice, "Thank you so much." ”

After saying that, the two went back to their respective rooms. Miki watched the TV for a while, heard someone knocking on the door, and looked through the cat's eye, it turned out to be Gu Huo.

"Come with me to buy a guitar. Guho said to Miki.

It turned out that he didn't plan to write a song this trip, so he didn't bring a guitar with him. I just tinkered with GarageBand on my iPad in the room for a while, and I felt very uncomfortable, and I still wanted to use the guitar. The reason why he suddenly wanted to write a song was because Miki mentioned the Golden Record Award at the dinner just now, which bit stimulated his sensitive nerves.

TheLava has been nominated for the Golden Disc Award five times in the six years since their debut, and people in the circle have ridiculed them as professional escort champions. At last year's Golden Disc Awards ceremony, they met Luo Gaoyuan, the godfather of music. The old man is almost sixty years old this year, thanks to the scientific way of speaking, although his voice is not as clear as when he was young, it is still mellow and pleasant, and his skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. His passion for music creation is as good as it was back then, and it can even be said that it is even better.

It's strange that people often use the term "Jiang Lang" when talking about an artist, which shows that it is often difficult for a talented person to maintain his creative enthusiasm and even more difficult to consistently produce high-quality works.

But the music career of the godfather of music is just the opposite, he did not have many works when he was young, but after the age of fifty, the debutant of the same period has been a judge teacher in various talent shows for several years, but he suddenly burst out of creative passion, and continued to create several hit songs one after another.

The media pursued the reason, he said that when he was young, he was "a teenager who didn't know the taste of sorrow, and he was worried about giving new words", and now that he is older, those perceptions of life naturally arise.

The last time he met him, Guho asked the old-timer to give him some guidance.

In his own opinion, every song he writes is painstaking, impeccable in terms of musicality, and at the same time resonates with the general public. Why he never won the Golden Disc Award, he can't think of the reason.

In this impetuous era, newcomers who make music with their hearts are really rare, and Gu Huo, as one of the best, has long attracted the attention of Luo Gaoyuan, who is committed to the revitalization of Chinese music.

He immediately replied, "Your music is too neat and not smart." ”

After saying that, the old man gave alms and left, leaving the young man to meditate on the spot.

Mi Qi inadvertently mentioned the Golden Disc Award, and Gu Huo realized that the year was about to turn again. Although he received the guidance of Godfather Luo in December last year, he probably still couldn't escape the fate of running away in December this year. "RockHard", released in the first half of the year, is a purely commercial music album, although the sales have reached a new high, but the Golden Disc Awards have always focused on the musicality of the song itself, and "RockHard" obviously cannot enter their eyes.

For a moment he felt very remorseful, feeling that he had wasted another whole year. So he immediately changed his mind and decided to start working on it today. Before the age of thirty, he wanted to win a Golden Disc Award no matter what.

Miki listened to his request, and without saying a word, took his wallet and went out to buy a guitar with him.

She searched the Internet and found a guitar store nearby, so she led Guhuo around and finally found the store in a residential area.

Coincidentally, the clerk of this store happened to be a Chinese student, and he was very enthusiastic about recommending suitable products for Guhuo.

Miqi didn't understand the market, and seeing that this side didn't seem to end soon, he went out to buy something to eat at a bakery not far away. When he returned, Gu Huo had already chosen his favorite guitar and was waiting for her to bring her wallet back and pay for it. Miki was a little embarrassed to keep him waiting so long, and hurriedly handed his wallet over.

The clerk saw that they shared their wallets and had a very close relationship, so he said casually: "Your company is quite open-minded, and its artists don't care about love." ”

Gu Huo and Mi Qi only then reacted, this kid was silent, they thought he didn't know TheLava. It turned out that he had already recognized Gu Huo, but he didn't say it.

In this case, Gu Huo had to explain: "We are not boyfriend and girlfriend relationships, she is my assistant." ”

"That's right. The international student didn't say anything, and this stubble was over.

It seems that he is not a star chaser, just an ordinary melon-eating crowd.

It was already more than eight o'clock in the evening when he returned to the hotel, Gu Huo opened the door and entered the house, sitting on the edge of the bed and plucking the strings from moment to time.

After all, this is a hotel, and even the most advanced hotel has limited sound insulation, and Miki is worried that Guhuo will be complained about by other guests.

She asked Guhobe to play guitar in the hotel, and tomorrow they would go together to find a quiet park where they could go on a picnic.

Gu Huo had no objection, so the two rested in their respective rooms.

Early the next morning, Miki was woken up by the biological clock, and today she didn't plan to go back to sleep, so she simply washed up, dressed neatly and went out. When I opened the door, I saw that Gu Huo next door had just come out.

The two said good morning to each other, and went to the restaurant for breakfast while talking and laughing.

After breakfast, they really found a big park near the hotel. It's a weekday, it's early in the morning, and the elderly in Japan are not as keen on morning exercises and square dancing as the Chinese elderly, so there is silence in the park, and you can only hear the chirping of birds, which is a perfect environment for creators.

Gujo sat on a bench playing guitar and humming and singing, and Miki sat next to him for a while, then took several pictures of him, and then went for a walk on his own.

Towards noon, Miki went to a nearby supermarket to buy food. There are many kinds of fast food in Japan, and she bought some of them, and thought about buying some fruits to supplement with vitamin ABCDEEFG. The shortcomings of the Japanese island nation were manifested at this time, the land area was narrow, the scale of crop cultivation was limited, and the price of agricultural products was naturally quite expensive.

However, Miki thought about it, in fact, the high price of agricultural products also led to the high income of farmers, which is not a good thing.

After buying something to eat, she bought a picnic cloth and disposable cutlery, and that was pretty much it.

Back in the park, there was a guitar lying alone on the bench, and the owner of the guitar was lying on the grass, with his hands folded behind his head, looking at the sky intently.

Miki sat beside him with a large bag and talked to him as she took things out of the bag.

"What's wrong, no inspiration?" she asked casually.

Gu Huo is at the peak of his creation at this age, and he is often full of talent, and he can't stop it. But it's one thing to be inspired, it's another to visualize abstract inspiration.

He looked at the clear blue sky that he could only see when he was a child, and seemed to be muttering to himself, and he seemed to be confiding in Miki.

"There was a senior who said that my music was too neat and not smart, and I kept thinking about the meaning of this sentence......

Miki tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "If that's the case, it seems like it's true." ”

"Tell me what. As he spoke, Guho's eyes were still looking at the sky.

"I'll put it in front of you, I don't know how to make music, I'm just an ordinary listener, so my idea is definitely unprofessional, you are not allowed to get angry after listening to it, and you are not allowed to laugh at me. Miki said.

Gu Huo finally glanced at her: "Look at what scares you, don't be afraid, what I want to listen to is the opinion of your ordinary audience." ”

With his words, Miki was relieved. She sorted out her language and said the following.

"That's right, your song is catchy, and it's easy to think of what the next one is when you listen to the first line. Is there a problem with that? I don't think there's a problem. It's just that everything is too logical, so there is less freshness, and it feels boring to listen to it a few more times. Of course. The advantages of Langlang are also obvious, catchy, high singing, and sales will naturally be high. ”

Her opinion made Gu Huo secretly surprised, originally thought that she was really an "ordinary listener", but it turned out that she was not ordinary at all, and this kind of appreciation ability completely reached the level of a "professional listener".

Seeing that he didn't speak, Miki mistakenly thought that he didn't understand what he meant. So she made another analogy to further illustrate her thoughts.

"Just like that big guy with dreadlocks we saw in the restaurant yesterday. Imagine if he combed his hair and wore leather shoes, and honestly wore a white shirt under his suit, would he become that typical gentleman image? But if he was dressed like that, I wouldn't look at him more, because I'd seen enough of that. Good looking is good-looking, but boring. The reason why Big Brother Dirty Pigtails is impressive is because of the conflicts and contradictions in him that are obviously very unreasonable, but so reasonable. ”

After listening to Miqi's analysis, Gu Huo Mao was stunned, and at the same time felt that his assistant was by no means an idle person, and he secretly thought that with her level of appreciation, if she really debuted as a singer, she must be the type who is very good at picking songs. There are such people in the circle, often those songs that are rejected by other singers, but he can find their unique charm. The key is that he is good at arranging, even the most monotonous melody, as long as it passes through his hands, it will be gorgeously transformed into a highly musical work.

This kind of peer is the most infuriating, spending the least amount of money and buying the most expensive songs.

What Luo Gaoyuan said Gu Huo finally understood, but it was useless to comprehend it alone, his creative style and creative habits had been formed for many years, even if he wanted to change it, he couldn't change it for a while. And the ideas and thinking have been set, and it is really difficult to break through.

Gu Huo lay on the grass with a sad face and looked at the sky, deeply worried about his creative career. Miki sat next to him and ate a lot, really naïve and carefree.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" everything was about to be eaten up, and she pretended to care about Gu Huolai.

Gu Huo glanced at the leftovers on the tablecloth, "I don't have an appetite." ”

Gu Huo, who has no appetite, bought a bottle of beer on the way back to the hotel, and drank it while walking, his image is very melancholy and very prodigal, and the artist's temperament is probably like this. Of course, Miqi will not let go of this kind of picture, and picking up the phone is another wild shot.

The next day, Gu Huo closed the door and buried himself in creation, and Mi Qi sent food to his house when he arrived like a prisoner. I happened to catch a glimpse of the inside of the house through the crack in the door: clothes piled up on the bed and sofa, and scrap paper piled up on the floor and table. I saw Gu Huo sitting in a pile of empty wine bottles with his guitar in his arms, his hair unkempt, a pen in his ear, and his eyes closed, looking like he was thinking hard. Suddenly, he picked up the beer on the side, craned his neck and poured it into his mouth, threw away the empty bottle, took off his pen, and wrote hard in his notebook.

Seeing this, Miki retracted her head and quietly closed the door. I really don't know the world of artists, and as soon as I understand it, I want to scold people, and I have a clean and tidy room, but in a day or two, it will be ruined like a pigsty, and she just wants to scold people.

Fortunately, Gu Huo was out of the customs the next day, and he put on his guitar and generously invited Miki to the park to taste his new work.

As he spoke, Miki noticed the black bags under his eyes, not to mention that it was quite distressing.

"When you write a song, you write it when you have something to write, and forget it when you don't have something to write. She persuaded Gu Huo to think about it: "No one forcibly assigned you revolutionary tasks, so why don't you force yourself like this?" ”

Gu Huo didn't speak, thinking that he was forcing himself. Seeing that the Golden Disc Awards are coming again, he doesn't want to go home empty-handed anymore. Even if he can't release the film before the end of the statistics, he will make a splash at the awards ceremony and surprise the audience with a completely different new song.

Miki didn't know about his fancy intestines, but they were all very cooperative with his actions. It was less than seven o'clock in the morning, and I didn't eat breakfast, so I went to the park to listen to and appreciate the new song. She doesn't know if music is someone else's spiritual food, but it's certainly not her spiritual food. People are iron and steel, and they don't eat hungry for a meal.