"Yoo oppa? Is there something wrong? ”

"It's twelve o'clock, and you still haven't gone to sleep?"

It took about five minutes for Park Hyo-min's text message to come again.

"No way, Mengmeng was praised by the teacher in kindergarten today, I'm very happy, I haven't been willing to sleep! I'm still putting her to sleep, and I'm going to go to sleep later. ”

Lin Youmiao held the mobile phone, and suddenly remembered the little girl who was so cute but a little sensitive to strangers.

After thinking for a while, Lin Youmeng realized that he still had something serious to explain, so he hurriedly replied with a text message, "Give me Grandma Xu's medical records and those materials in two days, I will go to the United States for a trip, and I will take it to ask by the way." ”

This time, I waited for a long time, until Lin Youmin was a little impatient, and Park Hyo-min moved again, but it was not a text message, Park Hyo-min dialed the phone directly.

"Oppa, do you want grandma's medical records?" Park Hyo-min obviously lowered his voice, probably just coaxing Meng Meng to fall asleep.

"Yes, I'll take it to the U.S. and ask the experts in this area."

Park Hyo-min hesitated, "But...... Didn't those experts not have an appointment and couldn't find it at all? Moreover, it is not something that ordinary people can relate to. ”

In today's increasingly developed medicine, Xu Meila's condition is not fatal, but South Korea does not have the technology to complete the entire treatment, so he can only go to a famous hospital in the United States.

However, medicine is different from other people, and there are so many people who treat diseases every day. Appointments are almost busier than the president's. Estimated to be the most famous. It's possible to wait until two months, and it doesn't matter at all, so you have to wait.

"It's okay, I can still find it, my house is over there." Lin Youmin asked Park Hyo-min to relax, and his father put it over there, although it was not a wealthy and billionaire family. But social relations are still possible, and it is not too difficult to entrust people to do it.

After patiently explaining for a long time, Park Hyo-min relieved himself and agreed to Lin Youming, and the two chatted again, saying some trivial things, and then hung up the phone.

"Thank you......" This was Park Hyomin's last sentence before putting down the phone, Lin Youmin's mouth slightly arced, and he didn't take it to heart, this kind of thing. There's nothing to thank or not thank, anyway, Lin Youyang thinks so.

The summer rain came in bursts. After a while, it gradually subsided, and the room became silent again, as if no one existed, except for the faint sound of breathing......

As soon as I put down the phone, the mood that had just relaxed suddenly sank again, very abruptly, very suddenly, when I thought of Park Hyo-min, I also unconsciously remembered Hwang Mi-young.

The mood is complicated, whether I am happy or sad, it is twisted into a tight ball, and the inexplicable taste rushes up from the heel to the heart palpitations.

Irritable, his mind was a mess, Lin Youming sat at the desk, spread out the script, and studied it for a while while he couldn't sleep, but just after a few glances, he found that he couldn't read it at all.

Closed the script, slapped his palms at the air indiscriminately, vented his depression, and inadvertently, the rest of his eyes were placed on the stave on the corner of the table, composing...... A hobby, it seems to be good to express your mood.

Lin Youluo sighed, pulled out the staves, and actually began to make music, composition, different from arrangement, these are two different concepts, composition, refers to the structure process of an original music, no need to consider the timbre, compactness, sometimes, inspiration comes, even the instrument is not needed, and even you may only know a little bit of chord knowledge, but you can also make a piece of excellent quality, in short, this is a very casual process, and the degree of cooperation with the instrument is not so strict, many times, Just look at the expression of emotions and flashes of inspiration.

Therefore, Lin Youmian can rely on his half-baked level, coupled with the inspiration that pops up from time to time, to write a bunch of songs that seem to be messy, but are actually of good quality, of course, all he can do is compose, and turn the emotions he wants to express into a simple musical melody.

The advent of an excellent, high-quality song also requires a lot of post-production technology, that is, the arrangement that is often called. From sound, timbre, to the collocation of musical instruments, tuning, all are indispensable, during this period, it also needs to be applied to a lot of software and hardware facilities, which belongs to a kind of re-creation process of the song, which is not something that Lin Youming can complete, it needs to be handed over to the most professional people, and the most professional equipment is also needed.

In modern music, especially pop music, the composer and the arranger are often two people, because many composers only have the grasp and inspiration of the melody, and the arranger has more skills in how to embody the melody. In short, the composer gives the skeleton, and the arranger gives flesh and blood.

Scratched and stroked, wrote and wrote, Lin Youmiao scratched his head, a messy tune, chaotic, followed by a few gentle hums, and couldn't help frowning, he suddenly felt that if there was a guitar at this time, it should be better, right?

It's a pity that not only does he not have a guitar at home, but even if he does, Lin Youlang can't play it.

Looking at the densely written score, the emotional catharsis is almost over, Lin Youmian simply stopped his brushstrokes and breathed a heavy sigh of relief, to be honest, if acting is to experience life and different roles, then composing and singing are catharsis to express their various emotions, the two are not the same, Lin Youmian still has a moment of how he chose to act instead of singing.

Otherwise, like now, maybe he can write a song very smoothly and completely, instead of being limited by "technical" problems like now, the song is half-written, hanging in the air, in a dilemma, and always feels very awkward.

After a long time in a daze, I still couldn't finish the rest of the piece, but I just composed a frame, which is already extremely remarkable for an amateur......

Since he had no clue, Lin Youming simply gave up, stuffed the score into the middle of a large stack of books, took out a blank piece of paper again, bit the pen, and simply wrote the lyrics.

Whew......

"From time to time, I think about those days when we were together, for example, you said that you were so happy that you could die at any time and not regret it...... But that's love that I'll never forget...... For example, one of them is resigned to fate and obedient to the end, so when we find that it is meaningless for two people to be together, you actually say that we can still be friends......" (To be continued......