After sending Liu Shishi to school, Wang Yan did not continue to stay, after all, this is a public place or a university campus, if it is seen by the boring student party, it will be a storm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time, when I came to the capital, I had already said hello in advance, so the Tang branch in the capital had prepared a hotel for Wang Yan, so that he could have a good rest when he arrived, and then prepare for tomorrow's start-up press conference.

Longquan's bodyguard and driver's driving skills are still good, and after a while, he came to a five-star hotel, and it is not far from Hairun. Wang Yan is now the first brother of the Tang people, maybe he doesn't care about how he lives, but the Tang company can't lose face.

People live with a face, and trees live with a skin.

If Wang Yan was arranged to an unknown three-star hotel and was exposed, Tang Company would have to send a public relations officer to explain for a while, so the waste of financial and material resources was much more than Wang Yan's living in a five-star hotel, and Sister K, as the leader of Tang Company, was naturally unwilling. Moreover, Wang Yan's first brother lives in a five-star star, and he also advertises for their Tang company for free, at least their contracted artists are not badly treated.

At this time, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon, so the capital was not so congested, if it was time to get off work at night, it would be miserable, the road was smooth, Wang Yan and the others did not make any stop and came to the hotel.

Five-star hotels are naturally different, at least much higher than the three-star hotels where Wang Yan and Sister Tong had fun together.

got the key to the room, Wang Yan didn't want to continue to drag out the time, but went directly to his room, he still has a lot to do?

After putting away his travel bag, Wang Yan sat on the bed and wrote and drew on a handful of white paper in his hand. After such a long period of study, I can now draw music scores and lyrics that I couldn't understand before, and I can draw them myself.

The lyrics and music scores of the song "No Makeup" were all recorded according to the flow of information in my mind, and after a while, a lot of notes and lyrics were drawn on the two large white sheets.

With a sigh of relief, Wang Yan shook his hand, concentrating on doing things is the most energy-consuming, Wang Yan is like this at the moment.

Standing up, Wang Yan looked into the distance along the huge glass, the capital is still the same as the last time, people come and go, cars come and go, it can be said that this is the ocean of people, the ocean of cars.

After resting for a while, Wang Yan took out the lyrics and music scores again.

Staring at the score, Wang Yan hummed the tune gently, gradually becoming familiar with the song and eating the song thoroughly.

Humming the tune twice, Wang Yan brightened his voice.

Before singing, you must adjust your voice well, which is a compulsory course for every singer. From the bass to the treble, each syllable has to work hard to adapt, which is more suitable for the protection of the voice.

After doing adaptive exercises, Wang Yan opened his voice and tried to sing a few words.

It was another quiet evening

A person snuggled up in a rocking chair to cool off

I'll admit it's really peaceful

Same as the old man downstairs

Just sang the beginning, Wang Yan frowned, feeling as if something was wrong. The feeling was very vague, he couldn't see or touch it, but he did feel it.

"What went wrong?"

Wang Yan frowned and stared at the lyrics and music scores in his hand, thinking, and his mind couldn't help but drift away.

I can't feel the vague touch, as if there is a silk thread in the dark, as long as you grasp this thread, all problems will be solved.

Pacing inside the room, Wang Yan looked out the window. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Wang Yan's body through the window, dyeing him red, standing in this afterglow, feeling the warmth that was about to fade, Wang Yan closed his eyes.

After thinking about it for a few minutes to no avail, Wang Yan still didn't give up, he is not a person who likes to give up, especially for problems that he has not solved.

On the street outside the window, it may be that the students have finished school, and at the intersection, many young junior high school or high school students with happy smiles on their faces are walking back home. Among them, there is a pair that arouses Wang Yan's interest, this young student of a man and a woman should be a young lover, much stronger than Wang Yan at the beginning, at least the pair is together, and he is just thinking about it.

Maybe it's because the family is on both sides, this pair of students in love seems to be a little inseparable, and they have waited for two traffic lights to pass at the crossroads and haven't left.

The female student looked at the watch in her hand, and she didn't know what to say to the boy, and after summing up that sentence, the female student took advantage of the green light on the opposite side, trotted over, and then gradually disappeared towards the other end, while the other boy looked at the girl's back for a few seconds, and walked to the other side with a slightly frustrated expression.

Wang Yan watched such a scene outside the window, and he had to smile bitterly, could it be that they broke up?

Parted......

A thought popped up in Wang Yan's mind, as if he had finally caught the slippery information in the song.

"That's right, it's a breakup!" Wang Yan's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists and said excitedly.

He finally captured the soul of this song, "No Makeup" actually doesn't really instigate everyone to pretend, some people, even if they throw away all their makeup, they can't go back to no makeup. This song "No Makeup" is just using easy-to-understand words to express a thought.

Wang Yan finally accurately grasped the clear context of this song.

On the bright side, this song is about the plain makeup on the human face, but the deep thoughts buried in it are about a pair of male and female classmates who graduated from the campus, after the breakup, his unchanged and her changes, the duet between the two is full of memories and nostalgia for the youth, and it is the unchanged human heart that is the eternal plain makeup.

After sorting out the true intention of this song, Wang Yan smiled, at this moment Wang Yan finally knew what was wrong with him, he understood it wrong at the beginning, or he didn't have a deep understanding of this song at all, just listened to this song with the ears and eyes of a listener, and felt that this song was good, but he didn't delve into the meaning.

And now everything is different, he figured out this song again as a singer, captured the soul of this song, and the truth it wants to expound is that people's hearts remain unchanged is a small philosophy without makeup.

And the first few lyrics, Wang Yan now has a different understanding.

It was another quiet evening

A person snuggled up in a rocking chair to cool off

I'll admit it's really peaceful

Same as the old man downstairs

Although it is still the same way of singing, Wang Yan obviously feels that he seems to have changed a lot, and the music seems to be able to penetrate into the soul and cause emotional resonance.

The moment the lyrics are sung, the picture outlined, just imagining, Wang Yan can't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He clearly knew that maybe after the song was released, someone might raise the unclear words to a high level. However, putting aside the intention of the real original creator for the time being, Wang Yan put aside those transposition techniques and so on, musicians, listen to their sounds, listen to their hearts, so these notes bring them pleasure and freedom.

Music is a free country, and in just a few words, pleasure and freedom are enough to enjoy.

Rainstorm days

Take a look at the streets

Laughing at other people's faces

If I look at you again

Will there still be a feeling

The truest joys, sorrows, and sorrows are all buried yesterday

No performances of any kind

sang the whole song all over again, Wang Yan really laughed. As a singer, he can feel the superficial artistic conception in it.

If you want to say the specific truth, Wang Yan can't say it, but he can feel a simple picture.

In the season of late summer and early autumn, the residual temperature of the scorching heat is still not over, "No Makeup" is played in a loop, and suddenly it is so flavorful, it seems that it can't find a key word, can't find a core, and can't even analyze it sentence by sentence, but every sentence can't be decomposed, can't be grasped, can't be explained, and is brought into his artistic conception.

The catchy melody arises spontaneously, all the simple words, piece together little by little, and finally get together, gathered into a complete soul, this soul transforms into a silhouette or a small person, with an appearance, a voice, it is the past that has always lived in your heart, the past years, the people and the times, a song, bring you back, those who can never go back.

Although it has been sung, a song is a glass of wine, and it takes time to taste the profound meaning of this song, just like a mellow wine, the more time it is placed, the stronger the aroma of the wine.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell, and with the last trace of warm sunlight, it finally rolled down from Wang Yan's body and gradually disappeared on the horizon. Wang Yan stood in front of the window in a daze, as if he was stupid.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, which also woke up Wang Yan, who was intoxicated by the song.

Frowning, Wang Yan felt a little dissatisfied and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The hotel is ready to eat, are we ready to eat, do you want me to bring you in?"

Hearing that it was about eating, the trace of dissatisfaction in Wang Yan's heart also disappeared, after all, people care about themselves, and Wang Yan can still distinguish between good and bad.

"You send it in, I don't want to go out. Wang Yan gave an order, but he stopped talking.

Sometimes it's like that, it's very hard to hear a song you like. Wang Yan also empathizes with the feelings described in this song, because this kind of trivial thing often appears on campus, and it can even be said to be a common thing, but the original creator started from this small place and wrote such a beautiful and meaningful song, and his delicate grasp of emotions has to be said to be very strong. (To be continued.) )