64. Elements of the composition of memories

"Shhhh Whew..."

Park Hyun-so didn't care about his words, and after taking a puff of cigarette gently, he said with some surprise

"Ah~~ This Chinese cigarette really lives up to its name!"

Han Yu sat on the chair and looked at the six girls who were playing in front of him, and asked him curiously, "Is Xuan Xiuxi tired of being an agent?"

Park Hyun-so walked to the trash can and flicked the ashes, sat back in his chair, took another puff on his cigarette, and told him slowly and carefully.

"Tired! It's a lie to say no. I'm half nanny, half bodyguard, hehe.

We Korean Anti are very scary, often using knives, splashing dirty water, and even sulfuric acid, although they have not encountered it, but this kind of occupational risk is still there.

In addition to another assistant, I also participate in the management, and sometimes I am busy with filming, and the team has to go on stage to rehearse and move, and I have to fill her position.

Whoever has signs of affection, I must first consider it from their point of view, guide it correctly, and try to help hide it under the pressure of the company.

Ah, the most embarrassing thing is that sometimes girls come to menstruation, and the assistant is taking care of them to record the show, and I have to go...

However, watching them grow up and become super idols naturally makes me feel proud and honored. ”

Han Yu smiled after hearing this, and couldn't help but quip, "Then does your girlfriend support your work?"

"Hehe, our relationship is very solid! It won't be affected in any way, ah... We've been dating for almost 7 years, and we're each other's first love, and we also have plans to buy a house in Seoul this year, and we may have to plan to ...... next year."

First love?

Han Yu was slightly distracted when he heard this.

She was practicing hard to become famous seven years ago, was she her first love at that time?

Seven years later, she finally became famous and appeared on the stage and put on the screen, but she was already married.

"Seagull~Seagull! Come on, Ernie feeds you delicious~", Park Chulong looked at the two men sitting there as if chatting about something, and planned to go over and eavesdrop.

But out of nowhere, a few seagulls suddenly flew in, hovering in the air and spreading their wings, staring down at her.

Park Chulong immediately played with it, grabbed a handful of sand on a whim, and raised it above his head to tease them.

Every now and then, a few grains of sand would slip down her hand and fall on her hair, making her a little scrambling and looking naïve.

Han Yu looked at her glutinous expression and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Poof... It's naïve!"

"Cut, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you~", Park Chulong stuck out his tongue at him, grimaced, and raised his head to summon the seagulls.

But they just floated around, and they didn't land at all.

He pinched his waist, twisted his eyebrows, puffed out his cheeks, pointed at them with his fingers, and squatted down without knowing what he muttered, gesturing and writing something on the beach.

IDOL deserves to be IDOL, at this moment, whether it is the background or the person, a random action quickly forms a wonderful and moving picture.

Blue sky, seagulls, sandy beach.

Under the shining sun, a girl squatted on the beach and pointed something with her slender fingers.

The breeze blew suddenly, and pulled her hair away, revealing a delicate face on one side, and hers

Horizontal eyebrows are tightly locked, as if remembering something.

At this moment, time and space are still......

Suddenly, Han Yu stood up, took out his mobile phone to capture this picture, just ran halfway out, ran back and threw the car keys to Park Hyun-so, this time without turning back and running to the path in front.

After a while, he disappeared.

As soon as I got into the taxi, my mobile phone rang, "Oba, I'm Bomi~ Just now you confessed to Chu Long Oni and was dumped, leaving us here?"

"I'm going to write a song, I'm sorry, you let Park Hyun so Xi play with you!", he hung up the phone after speaking.

"Ernie, what did Han Yu Oba say to you?", Yin Pumei took the mobile phone and handed it to Park Chulong, who was still squatting on the beach with the word Pabo written on it, and asked strangely.

"No, I was playing with the seagulls just now, and he said I was naïve, and then I ignored him and kept drawing here."

Chu Long, who didn't know what was going on, stood up and patted the sand on his shoes, only to react after his phone glanced at the seat where there was only one man left.

"Ah, where did he go? You just called him??"

Yin Pumei shook her arms and shook her head, "Ah Mora~~ Leave us here if you say you want to write a song~"

Zheng Endi and the others also ran over, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Han Yu Oba ran away suddenly, I thought it was a confession to Ernie and was dumped~"

"Ah, shut up!", Park Chulong immediately blushed when he heard it, and his heart fluttered.

"I just called and asked, and he said he was going to write a song!"

Zheng Eundi opened his big mouth and said in surprise, "Oh Mo...... Jinjia, Dafa, got inspiration?"

Park Hyun-so also shook his head, "I was talking to him about my girlfriend, and I didn't notice anything unusual about him." ”

Yin Pumei thought for a while and said, "Uh... Won't you be stimulated? Oba, you've been dating your girlfriend for seven years, and it's still the other party's first love! But Han Yu Oba doesn't seem to have a girlfriend yet, so it's probably the first love..."

Park Hyun-so glanced at a few people who were covered in sand, and some people who didn't care about their image said, "Forget it, let's go back first, it's not good to have some accidents, tomorrow is the press conference, and then I will go to several other cities to do publicity, and there will be a chance to play." ”

"Hmph, I'd like to hear what song Han Yu Oba wrote and left a few of our big beauties here!", Yin Pumei said with some disappointment.

Zheng Endi patted her and comforted her, "Ah, you Pabo~ Oba hasn't written a tune for a long time, and it's all said okay, isn't it?

Park Chulong showed the identity of the captain, which can be regarded as supporting Zheng Endi's statement, "Okay, let's go back, the children are a little tired, take a good rest, and see the media here tomorrow!"

Sun Naen suddenly remembered, "But how can we go back?"

Yin Pumei immediately replied, "Drive back~ Oba has the car keys in his hand!"

Park Hyun-so glanced at her, "You have a driver's license here?"

Yin Pumei smiled and said, "I remember the road!"

But they came here by boat, and the car stopped at the hotel, so how could they find their way back?

I had to turn to the Chinese staff and pick them up and take them back to the hotel.

"Hey, Mr. is looking for your money~".

The taxi driver also met the legendary Hao, and the meter showed 27 yuan, but the man who was a little crazy and didn't stop humming and chirping after getting into the car actually threw a 50 and ran away.

I checked it more than 10 times before I confirmed that it was a genuine banknote and not **, "Hehe, I don't know what happened, I wish you a smooth luck~"

First love... Do.you.Remember……

I opened the door and entered the house, without even changing my shoes, leaving a sand-paved route on the ground, and frantically ran to the computer to turn it on, and quickly turned on the electronic synthesizer.

Music box, suddenly thought of this sound source, very suitable for the feeling of memory and the first love that was a little out of reach for him.

It's said that a lot of this kind of bridge in this anime will use the timbre of the music box.,It seems that the new OPED of these years has not been heard in vain.,It really helped him.。

Pulling out her mobile phone, the scene she produced on the beach resurfaced in front of her eyes,

First meeting with her, strange sensations with her, touching with her body, bickering with her banter, with her ......

Just a little intoxicated, Han Yu shook his head and pulled himself out, at this time, he must keep a clear mind and recall the creative inspiration at that time.

It only took 7 seconds for the SSD to go to the Window page, open Cubase and select the plugin.

12133… 3321322… 221712… 343221…

An inexplicable string of numbers represents a simple notation and a Chinese-style solfège.

There was no pause on the keyboard, and the melody of the intro was quickly completed.

It sounds very simple, but it has a lingering flavor, and at the end it uses a pure fourth and pure fifth interval to progress upwards, creating a sense of unforgettable memory.

And with the end of the creation of the Intro part, Han Yu immediately used the phrase Do.you.Remember, and he wanted to use it again and again to ask, creating a kind of lyrics similar to the common feeling of poisoning effect in KPOP.

In this way, the inspiration and motivation obtained from a MV from them were finally vented in the piano curtain.

Han Yu belongs to the kind of person who can't write a work that satisfies him for a month or even a year, but if he has inspiration and motivation, he can compose music and lyrics in just one or two hours.

The sun had gradually set, and it no longer seemed so dazzling, but some orange soft light poured around.

Han Yu pushed away the chair, stood up and stretched, twisted his neck, walked to the window and took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it, only then did he say with some excitement

"It's finally done... You'll be able to go over there..."

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