That night, back at the seaview villa in Santa Monica Bay, Song Yan had insomnia.

Far beyond ordinary people's memory, she remembered the two songs Ye Luo sang tonight, each melody in her mind.

The two songs are like angels and demons, repeatedly conflicting and entangled in her mind, unable to forget or sleep.

She took two showers, drank three glasses of milk, tossed and turned in bed, and couldn't sleep.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the bedroom, he could see Ye Luo's villa, where it was so dark that he must have fallen asleep.

"Dead thing." Song Yan looked at the villa outside the window, complained hatefully, and then sighed faintly and sat up on the bed.

Since she couldn't sleep, she subconsciously wanted to play the piano, but in the middle of the night, she was afraid of arguing with Ye Luo, so she had to give up.

After being distressed for a while, Song Yan finally thought of what she could do, that is, to write down Ye Luo's two songs today.

Such a good song, this Ma Daha is at your fingertips, don't forget it when you look back.

As soon as she thought of it, Song Yan got up, walked to her study, turned out a pen and paper, and began to write scores.

From the window of the study, you can just see the balcony of Yeluo's villa, Song Yan subconsciously looked up, but found that a cigarette butt was lit on the opposite side.

Behind the faint light of the cigarette butt, Ye Luo's sideways silhouette was reclining on the edge of the balcony door.

"It turns out that he hasn't slept yet." Song Yan said secretly in her heart, and quickly straightened up and straightened her waist.

The sitting etiquette training she received when she was a child, every detail flooded her mind.

She lowered her head and began to write the score, but now she suddenly couldn't remember it at all, and just subconsciously scribbled on the paper.

The rest of her eyes kept staring at the light of the cigarette butt that was flickering on the other side.

This peeking she did very stealthily because she knew. This side is bright, and his every move is in Ye Luo's eyes.

After a while, I only heard the other side say: "It's cold at night, don't just run around in suspenders." ”

Song Yan couldn't help but be angry for a while, and said, "You said it after seeing enough?" ”

"Bang dang." The opposite balcony door was closed.

Song Yan threw down the pen and paper. With his hands on his chest, he snorted and got angry over there. After a while, she actually felt that this anger was a little funny, shook her head, picked up the pen and continued to score.

Without Ye Luo's gaze, Song Yan's memory returned, and the two songs were quickly restored by her with pen and paper.

After humming lightly with the score for a while, Song Yan simply turned on the computer and pulled out the electric piano.

Song Yan also learned the arrangement. Unable to sleep anyway, she plans to make an official arrangement version of these two tunes.

This time, time went quickly, and just finished "Longer", and the sky outside the window was already bright.

"Not to mention the quality, the speed is far worse than him." Song Yan shook her head, "In the future, let him do this kind of thing." ”

Song Yan yawned. I stretched, and the tiredness came like a tidal wave. Just as she was about to go back and catch up on sleep, just before turning off the phone, she suddenly remembered something.

She immediately perked up and stopped shutting down.

"I haven't listened to the new song of Love's Journey this week." Song Yan said secretly in her heart, her fingers tapped skillfully on the keyboard, and the URL of the Yeluo area appeared on the address bar of the browser.

Hit enter. The two extra songs of this week's Journey of Love have already been on it for a long time.

These are the last two side songs, and the journey of love is coming to an end.

The first song, the prelude is a piano and guitar, and the MV is a picture. Song Yan was very familiar, because she had seen these pictures, which were the scenes when Ye Luo and Chu Mo'er were engaged.

Ye Luo used his engagement banquet picture to make a MV, which made Song Yan a little surprised.

Soon, Qin Shiyue's singing voice sounded:

"The bells in the distance echoed in the rain, and we held hands under the eaves to listen.

The wedding in the Fantasy Chapel was held for the sake of the two of us.

All the way from the mud to the beautiful scenery, accustomed to finding courage in each other's eyes.

I am so tired that I will always want to kiss you, so that I can forget the hardships of love.

You and I agreed not to mention the sad past, and we promised never to let the other party worry.

Be happy and take care of yourself, even if you are lonely one day.

You and I agreed that a quarrel would soon be stopped, and we also said that there were no secrets and we were very transparent with each other.

I will love you well, love you silly, and don't care about fairness or unfairness.

……”

Song title: "The Promise".

A warm feeling, with Qin Shiyue's singing and the picture of the MV, it rose to Song Yan's heart, but soon, this warmth became a bitterness again.

Just as Ye Luo sang last night. Illneverbewithyou。

This kind of warmth does not belong to oneself.

Song Yan suddenly felt very tired, this tiredness was not only physical.

Ye Luo's heart for Chu Mo'er, it can be seen from this song that it is really so affectionate that it can't be dissolved.

Can you really do it yourself?

Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help but raise her head and look at the balcony opposite.

The door to the balcony was tightly closed.

……

Since Ye Luo went to the United States, Ding Shaoyang feels that everything is smooth sailing.

After the Golden Melody Award, Ding Shaoyang immediately released four long-awaited records, and the sales were rising, which was better than last year.

And Universal and Dream, there has been no movement recently, it seems that Ye Luo is gone, and the backbone is gone.

Not only in his career, but Ding Shaoyang has also had a happy event in his life recently.

Deng Qi is pregnant, and Ding Shaoyang will be able to grow old and have children soon.

But although it was a happy event, Lao Ding was very nervous. A forty-year-old pregnant woman can't make her husband worry, these days Deng Qi is the sun, Lao Ding is the earth, and she is circling around her wife.

In the past two days, Ding Shaoyang received an important instruction from Deng Qi, that is, to write prenatal music for the fetus in the womb.

Deng Qi has a good reason: "You are in this business, if you don't do it, who will do it?" ”

This incident made Lao Ding so worried that he pulled his hair, whether it was classical, modern, or Oriental and European and American. Lao Ding was not stunned, he had it when he raised his hand, but he had no clue how to do prenatal music.

However, one person counts the shortness and the other counts the long, and on Saturday morning, Ding Shaoyang pulled Jia Qing and Li Yiming. The three of them sat in the recording studio and wanted to recruit children.

"What should I do?" Ding Shaoyang talked about the difficulty, and looked at his hair and his beloved apprentice, "You have to help me with this." ”

"That's it." When Jia Qing heard this, he also felt that he was duty-bound, "Your child was born, he had to call me godfather, he could listen to the first piece of music in his life, and he had to go through my hands." ”

"Hmm." Li Yiming also nodded. The expression was very solemn.

"It's useless for you to just say anything." Ding Shaoyang said, "What about the method? ”

"This ......" Jia Qing scratched his head, "We still have to think about it in the long run, my daughter-in-law didn't let me write this back then, and I don't have any experience." ”

Li Yiming helped his glasses: "Master, I don't have a daughter-in-law yet." ”

Ding Shaoyang rolled his eyes: "I can't point to you here, right?" ”

"It's not." Jia Qing said, "I heard that prenatal music is mainly to stimulate the development of artistic cells in the baby's right brain.

You're going to have to give us a direction. In which direction do you plan to let your son or daughter develop in the future? Classical. Let's go to the classical, right, let's be popular. ”

"Rock and roll." Li Yiming said, "It's too noisy, a little quieter, don't scare the child." ”

The three of them discussed together for a long time. Finally I got a clue.

Once you have a direction, write a song, and then arrange the music, this kind of work is difficult for these three people in the morning. Add a little bit of afternoon time and the two tunes come out.

"Not bad." Ding Shaoyang listened to it and was very happy, "I can pass the customs when I go back at night." ”

"Two songs aren't enough, right?" Jia Qing said, "Since we're here, let's make a few more songs, and let my godson listen to them every day." ”

"Okay!" Ding Shaoyang nodded, and then said, "But let's take a rest first and listen to the song, isn't it two o'clock in the afternoon?" ”

"Everyone has gone abroad, and you still think about him?" Jia Qing said with a smile.

"Although he is my nemesis, as musicians, we still have to live to learn, otherwise we will be eliminated soon." Ding Shaoyang said.

Li Yiming nodded, there was a computer at hand, and as soon as he finished composing the music, he directly used this computer to connect to Ye Luo's music area.

After the three of them listened to the first song "Promise", Jia Qing said: "Hey, this song is warm, it's okay to do prenatal music." ”

"Don't make a fuss." Ding Shaoyang glanced at him, "Before he was born, you will teach him early love?" ”

"You can swap the words." Li Yiming said, "The song is kept, isn't this another one?" ”

"That's a good idea." Ding Shaoyang immediately picked up the pen and paper and began to fill in the words on the spot.

"Don't be busy, there's another song, let's listen to it together." Jia Qing said with a smile, "This second song, just look at the title of the song, you know that it is suitable for prenatal education." ”

Li Yiming nodded, and quickly clicked the play button of the second song.

After a piano prelude, Lou Jun's singing sounded.

"I don't remember how long it was time since I heard you.

Tell me about you, my favorite story.

I thought about it for a long time, and I started to panic.

Am I doing something wrong again?

You cried and said to me, fairy tales are all lies, I can't be your prince.

Maybe you won't understand, since you said you love me.

My sky, the stars are bright.

I want to be the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe, believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

……”

Song title: "Fairy Tale".

For the last two songs of the journey of love, Ye Luo used "Promise" and "Fairy Tale".

"This song, you don't need to fill in the lyrics, just a pure piano song." Jiaqing said, "It's beautiful. ”

"That's right." Ding Shaoyang nodded, and then seemed to remember something, and said to Li Yiming, "By the way, Yiming, you take down all the songs of the journey of love, see how many of them can be used, and let's make them all prenatal music." ”

"Ho." Jia Qing smiled, "You have to ask Ye Luo to buy the copyright." ”

"it." Ding Shaoyang waved his hand, "Anyway, I'll let Deng Qi listen to it privately, it's okay." (To be continued......)