7 tx 0x s4, KDn {t ӡ~ VV F kz~ K .o Kk/ Then, the fireworks in the distant sky were like triggered dominoes, blooming one after another, in various colors and splendor, like a long-planned feast, almost rendering half of the dark sky.

Nie Yao has a deep memory.

Young boys and maidens stood in the corner tower of the palace and looked up at the blue sky.

The girl's voice was immature, and she raised her little hand to point to the open field of vision below.

"Sixth brother, I heard from my mother, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the most beautiful fireworks will be set off in the palace, and the emperor will take you here to watch at that time, is it true? ”

The eldest girl, a few years old, smiled softly at her still slightly childish voice.

He grew up in the palace, and his family was jealous of his father, and he was actually not favored among several princes.

Although he is not very old, he already has a mind, and he can't compare with the pure girl in front of him.

He couldn't help but touch her soft bun.

"A-Yao, what's the point of watching fireworks with the emperor, even if you are happy, you can't laugh uncontrollably, the sixth brother promises you, I will definitely give you a unique fireworks alone in the future. Only the two of us are optimistic about whether it is good or not, when you want to cheer, I will accompany you. ”

It's a pity that later things changed, and the promise of the sixth prince Qin Mo had no chance to be realized until the two were completely separated.

After so many years, she almost forgot it, but she didn't expect him to remember it now.

The corners of Nie Yao's mouth curved, and the pear vortex was gentle, "Sixth brother, the fireworks are very beautiful." ”

Hearing this soft voice coming from the earpiece of his mobile phone, Lu Zecheng was stunned.

It turned out that she also remembered.

Although the two are not together now, it is a blessing in misfortune to be able to hear each other's voices through their mobile phones and look at the same sky.

After all, Heaven still favors them.

"A-Yao, if you like it, next time, I'll watch it with you. ”

The two didn't say anything more, just looked at each other's sky and listened to each other's breathing, until Chen Fang called Nie Yao behind him to eat dumplings, and the two hung up the phone.

Here Lu Zecheng hung up the phone, and Lu Qin also opened the glass door and walked over.

The temperature outside was very low, Lu Qin shivered, and then wrapped a cashmere blanket on her body tightly, she leaned over to Lu Zecheng and looked at it, and then grinned, "Sixth brother, were you calling Yaoyao just now?"

Lu Zecheng glanced back at her.

Lu Qin puffed out his cheeks, "If you don't say it, I know, what else is there to hide." Grandma told you to go in, and Auntie made dumplings. The dumplings were made by grandma herself today, so you can eat a few more in a while. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Lu Zecheng to respond, Lu Qin snorted arrogantly, turned around and went back first.

Families are reunited, but there are also people who are still working on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The office building of Tan Qi's studio.

After twelve o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights were still bright.

The singing was far away in the studio.

The teacher, who was controlling the recording of the instrument outside, raised his hand and made a gesture.

Tan Qi received the last note and recorded it again.

Tan Qi took off his headphones and walked out of the recording room.

Two men immediately greeted him.

One is a baby-faced man in his twenties, and the other is a middle-aged man in his fifties with half-white hair.

Babyface said happily: "Sister Tan, this time the recording is the best!"

The middle-aged man also nodded, he was the sound engineer of Tan Qi's studio, and like Song Xuan, he was an old man who followed Tan Qi all the way.

He has been making music for 30 years and is quite experienced, and everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Wu in the studio.

Teacher Wu nodded, "This time is really good." ”

Tan Qi looked at the two of them, twisted her eyebrows and thought about something, and finally she shook her head, "It's still not good, I always feel that there are still some shortcomings, let's record it again in a while." ”

Teacher Wu paused, and then persuaded: "Xiao Tan, you can't bear your throat, if you want to re-record it tomorrow." ”

Tan Qi recorded it more than ten times in a row, and his throat was indeed dry and itchy.

If it weren't for the release of a single on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, competing for the Chunhui list, and celebrating the New Year, she wouldn't have to work so hard at all.

It turned out that her songs had been recorded a long time ago, and even the MV had been filmed, so she was waiting for the release after the New Year, and then climbed the charts.

But she and the teachers at the studio understood that the original single that was going to be released was very average and simply not refreshing.

Whether it is the composition, the lyrics, or even the way she sings, it has not escaped her previous rules.

She is not a newcomer to the music scene, and she has a lot of old songs, and even many classics.

Therefore, if Tan Qi wants to become popular again, she must have a breakthrough, be innovative, and jump out of the area set for her by herself or the audience.

It's quite hard, though.

Not only does she have to put in several times more effort than others, but she also has to be able to meet songs that suit her.

These are what the ancients called the right time, place and people.

Originally, she gave up, but she didn't expect her to suddenly hear the song "When is the bright moon".

The time and place are favorable, only her efforts are missing, Tan Qi is a very serious person, so she almost puts all her energy into this song, striving to be perfect, without a little flaw.

That's why she's so desperate.

Tan Qi nodded, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is indeed a bit too much for her to let the people in the studio work for so long.

She told her assistant to tell her to go and inform everyone that they could go back.

She stepped forward and patted Teacher Wu's arm, "Teacher Wu, I'm sorry for you, let you record songs with me until midnight." ”

Teacher Wu smiled heartily, "What's this, it's so late, you and Song Xuan and I will go back together, go to my house to eat a bowl of dumplings, and spend the night at my house tonight!"

Mr. Wu's home is very close to the studio, and it only takes ten minutes to walk back, and now there are only his wife and daughter at home, the house is very large, there are free guest rooms, and the baby face often goes to Mr. Wu's house to eat.

Tan Qi shook his head with a smile, "Thank you, teacher, no need, Song Xuan and I spent the night in the studio, and I just happened to study where I didn't sing well before, so I won't trouble my sister-in-law." ”

Teacher Wu glanced at her, saw that she insisted, sighed, and nodded, "That's okay, I'll go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow." You two remember to get some hot food, and there are quick-frozen dumplings and dumplings in the refrigerator, which your sister-in-law asked me to bring last time. ”

sent away the overtime staff in the studio, and only Tan Qi and Song Xuan were left in the huge studio.

Song Xuan went to the kitchen to make food.

Tan Qi was alone in the recording studio, listening to his own recording on a loop.

After hearing this, she felt more and more that something was missing in her singing.

Frustrated, she turned off the machine, leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and rubbed her face vigorously.