During the non-recording period, the information communication between the two main creators of "Talent Co., Ltd." generally needs to be transmitted through two layers of intermediaries, Shao Qing and Miao Miao.

So on Wednesday night, at eight o'clock, when Yan Qing got the submission and the content of Weng Huaijing's handwriting, the content of Shao Qing's speech dictated by Miao Miao became like this:

"In the manuscript that... The part of the person's lyrics was originally written by her mother, Ms. Weng Yu, whose father left their mother and daughter when she was very young..."

"Little Meow probably has some empathy, right? What kind of expression is appropriate..."

Yan Qing was keenly aware that this was the first time that Miao Miao called Weng Huaijing in a soft voice, and she would grit her teeth every time she "that person" before.

"It's very likely that I'm aware of her past..."

After a hurried sweep, Yan Qing rolled up the thin two sheets of A4 printer paper in his hand, and carefully chose to maintain an expression of attentive listening, but a strong doubt rose in his heart.

"It turned out to be her mother's surname, and her family background information was completely unavailable on the Internet before, so it seems that some of my speculations are not quite right... Could it be that Weng Huaijing's resources come from Weng Yu?"

Miao Miao's soft and glutinous voice continued to relay: "But her mother has been waiting like that, until she died, and she didn't wait..."

「？？？ The resources behind Weng Huaijing are not from her family background..."

Yan Qing's hidden confusion was like a stormy wave.

"How is this possible? Wait..."

Miao Miao raised her head to look at Yan Qing, her misty eyes mixed with complicated emotions.

Yan Qing's mind controlled his facial muscles in a flash, naturally revealing a trace of compassion and restraint.

"The PR game behind the Oscars should be extremely complicated, but she easily won the title, the top fashion circles are hot in the eyes of the full range of LV endorsements, Vogue's gold nine silver ten covers... Where does her resources come from?"

Yan Qing tilted his head slightly, and staggered the intersection with Miao Miao's eyes just right.

"What has she gone through to get to where she is now... Outstanding professional artistic achievements, good literary literacy, free acting skills, and a natural singer with a unique singing voice..."

Trying his best to hold back his stirring thoughts, his face was like a peaceful lake, Yan Qing seemed to have unintentionally raised his mouth: "Sister Qing has anything else to say?" ”

Looking at the two sheets of A4 paper that Yan Qing gently rolled up in his hand, Miao Miaonu said: "Ms. Weng Yu's experience is very similar to the core of the story of this submission, Sister Qing also said, knowing that you have a suitable tune, you will definitely be able to use it." ”

"The meaning of Shao Qing's words is very clear, "I" know her life experience, the more I know, the more doubts I have, and... How do I know what "I" have written..."

Yan Qing, who was in a predicament, looked a little distracted.

"The end is tied together, like a dead knot that cannot be untied..."

After all, Miao Miao's frightened and timid gaze on the side brought Yan Qing back to his senses, he slowly spread out the two pieces of paper, and carefully read Weng Huaijing's draft again, as well as the lines of text written in Junyi's handwriting:

"You know my life

Just for you to be persistent and waiting

I have a deep affection for you, a strong meaning, and a lot of love

Waiting for you to hug me tightly

Tell me you only have me in your heart

Love me forever and ask for nothing more than me"

…

"The world is a valley of echoes, and there should be echoes in the mind."

A sentence floated out of his mind for no reason, which calmed Yan Qing's originally restless heart inexplicably, and a wisp of singing sounded in his ears.

"It's... In my previous life, an episode of a movie called "Da Huhai" - "A Lifetime of Waiting".

Yan Qing pursed his lips and continued to think, "Since I can't think of any tune that "I" have written, let's come up with a more suitable song."

Silently humming a few words to the melody in his head, Yan Qing secretly thought to himself:

"It seems that compared with the movie in the previous life about the old Shanghai Sea Ten Mile Ocean Field during the Republic of China, this song is more like the story of Mrs. Du and the inner confession left by Weng Huaijing's mother."

"Little meow, I'm not in a daze, it's just... I thought of a new song that would be more suitable..."

Yan Qing's gentle words comforted Miao Miao, who was suspicious, and he made up his mind in his heart.

"As for Weng Huaijing's doubts, let's leave them to be solved slowly on the way to continue to regain my memory."

In line with the original intention of wholeheartedly doing a good job in the program "Talent Co., Ltd.", Yan Qing returned to the study room in the small building of the office building. He found a blank sheet of sheet music and neatly transcribed a six-line sheet for guitar and a sheet music for accordion.

Before he went to the practice room every night to do Grotowsky's physical training, he first turned on the studio's newly purchased high-sampling rate voice recorder, and then played and sang to himself on the Su-7 upright piano in the practice room, and recorded a simple audition sample of "Waiting for a Life".

Yan Qing lowered his voice as much as possible during the audition, and added a slight vibrato with the semi-transcribed singing voice that Weng Huaijing was accustomed to:

"You know that in this life, I am only attached to you

It doesn't matter what other people's hearts think, how they see with their eyes, and what they say.

…

"You know this life, I'm just waiting for you

I have so much affection for you, so much affection, so much love."

…

"Waiting for you, waiting for you to hug me tightly

Tell me you only have me in your heart, and you have no choice but me."

…

"You know that in this life, I am only attached to you

It doesn't matter if he's happy or sad, bitter or sweet, right or wrong.

…………

"Xiao Meow, Ms. Weng Yu's words, this song is still operated like "Light Chaser".

After recording the sample, Yan Qing didn't think much about it and handed over the two versions of the score and the recorder to Miao Miao, who had been guarding beside him, and was pursing his lips and gently biting the two little tiger teeth at the moment.

Don't forget to tell Miao Miao that when recording the show on Friday, let the program team prepare an accordion in advance, and Yan Qing turned around to do his physical training.

"It's good that Lao Zhang didn't come with me, otherwise I would be too embarrassed to look like this..."

Miao Miao bowed her head and returned to the general manager's office with tears in her eyes, she skillfully operated the scanner to scan the two versions of the score into electronic files, and packaged the pdf document with the audition sample in the recorder and a slightly modified document to Shao Qing, while still reading in pieces:

"Every time Brother Qing'er is in a daze, it's really because of that person, if it weren't for the community of interests planned by Brother Qing'er and Sister Qing... I won't pity her. ”

…………

Although the intermediate transmission link of the news of the two main creators was very cumbersome, Weng Huaijing still received Yan Qing's reply at about ten o'clock in the evening.

Glancing at the locked bedroom door, Weng Huaijing sat at the desk by the window, facing the screen of her notebook, and a copyright revenue authorization document, a demo, and two music scores lay quietly in her email.

Holding the guitar in his arms a little tighter, with a little girlish excitement and anticipation, Weng Huai clicked on the sample audio that had been downloaded to the computer.

had deliberately lowered the volume of the notebook, Weng Huaijing was still not at ease, so she simply got up and took the headphones and plugged them in, and soon a low singing voice with a slight trilling voice sounded in her ears:

"Waiting for you

Waiting for you to slowly approach me

Accompany me to the end of the long night

Don't leave me alone.

…

"Waiting for you

Waiting for you to gaze at me silently

Tell me your future belongs to me

I want nothing more than me.

…

Weng Huai turned on the guitar notation and gently hummed the two lyrics of the chorus along with the piano accompaniment:

"You know that in this life, I am only obsessed with you

It doesn't matter if he's happy or sad, bitter or sweet, right or wrong

…

You know that in this life I am only waiting for you

I have so much affection for you, so much affection, so much love."

…

The sample sound source is very short, but it is more than 90 seconds, and the progress bar will soon bottom out.

Weng Huai's beautiful face was obviously puzzled and satisfied.

"Why isn't that tune, Yan... Did he take into account the differences between Eastern and Western genres? After all, the French chanson style of that piece is too strong, so I changed it to this melody with some nostalgic and eccentric sounds."

After thinking about it for a while, he operated the mouse to click on the single song to play it on a loop, and Weng Huaijing secretly promised: "This will be more appropriate to the plot of that story..."

Accompanied by the singing, two scenes emerged in front of Weng Huaijing's eyes:

The first scene is the whispered netizen @黔默於心 who contributed to her, and she described the scene in text - Grandma Du, who is over 100 years old, is on crutches, waiting alone outside the courtyard of a towering and trembling old building, and there is a phantom of a young man wearing a well-fitting ironing military uniform next to her hunched figure.

The second scene is Weng Yu, who always wears a dark green close-fitting cheongsam in his childhood memory, sitting in front of the table of the Eight Immortals on the small stage of the Yucheng Folk Music Theater, caressing the Yueqin in his arms, and singing excerpts from the traditional opera "Qingyin" [Stacked Broken Bridge] in the Sichuan-Chongqing region.

Sure enough, he still remembers my mother's story very clearly...... What are the implications of these two versions of the score? ”

Weng Huaijing felt that he had vaguely guessed Yan Qing's intentions.

"When it's time to perform, let me play the guitar, does he play with the accordion?"

To hold the yellow rosewood guitar and go on the show with Yan Qing, she never thought that there would be such a plot, Weng Huaijing's cheeks were slightly hot, and she was flushed.

"This time it's no longer Lina facing Solei, who should I play on stage..."

An arm as white as jade hung above the pen holder, and Weng Huaijing whispered in a cold voice:

"In order to help Sister Qing, who has lost the cornerstone of her career, she decided to do a good job in the show, and the two of them have to cooperate well, at least... That's how it should be on stage. ”

Grabbing a pen, Weng Huai's voice was like a fly: "This set of words used to persuade myself seems to... It's no longer tenable..."

A black notepad spread out on the desk, a blue signature pen, the pen wrote a paragraph of grass like a dragon and a snake:

The person who pestered me with a frivolous hippie smile back then was you;

The person who keeps challenging the bottom line of my inner principles is you;

You are the one who writes all kinds of love songs with different styles but can make people so sweet that they are tired;

In the end, you are the one who makes a big mistake and gives up on yourself with a numb face;

You are the one who reads out the cold passage of Lawrence's "Serpent" categorically;

You are the one who has disappeared without a trace in my world;

However, after all these years:

Are you still the one who looks calm and calm in the face of me......

Also, after all, the person who still calmed my heart for many years so easily and couldn't hold it anymore is still you.

But who is the one who sings "The past is null and void / When love has passed / The next life" is you?

Or is it a soray line?

And how do I deal with myself?

…

“… But..."

Weng Huaijing pondered for a moment, perhaps influenced by the infinite loop of singing in his ears, and a line of black lines like floating clouds jumped on another page:

As long as the ending is a comedy

You can cry as much as you want me to cry during the process

Happiness can come more slowly

As long as it's true

If we can be together in the end

I don't really care if it's late

- Weng Yu

…

Although Weng Huai was looking forward to six main courses in the ballet professional course schedule of the Imperial Capital Dance Academy on Thursday, there was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes at this time.

"That's what my mother said!"

Putting away the notepad properly between talking to himself, Weng Huailonging, with beautiful eyes, looked at the familiar chord notes on the guitar notation, and gently flicked the strings of the guitar in his arms.

Weng Huaijing hummed softly and practiced the song "Waiting for a Life" repeatedly.

"That's just like what you wrote in the lyrics, stick to your heart and principles, no matter what you think, what you see, and what you say."

…

PS: "A Lifetime of Waiting"

Original singer: Chen Shuhua

Lyrics: Takeo

Composer: Zhang Duoduo

Recommended version: Wang Ruolin

Album: "The Things We Do For Love"