Chapter 98, you don't seem to know how hard it is to write songs
The rehearsal time was not long, but Lee Taemin maintained an attitude of enjoying fun, so his mentality has always been very good, but he was able to teach Kang Cheol to dance his own songs and dances on the spot, which made him feel more comfortable.
I like to see Jiang Zhe look unhappy, but his body is very honest and dancing with the movements.
There's nothing more pleasant than flirting with tsundere.
After Jiang Zhe stepped down, he saw that Sun Sheng was finished, and simply followed Li Taimin back to the standby room, coincidentally, the other members also arrived, and the four of them wore the same sweatshirt and sat on the sofa chatting, looking at the clothes on the members, Li Taimin suddenly turned his head to look at Cui Zhen, and didn't understand where this inexplicable 'team uniform' came from?
The reason why Cui Zhen wasn't here just now was to pick them up, and when he noticed Lee Tae-min's eyes, he explained, "I bought it outside before, and I happened to visit the new company today, so I put them in the room."
"Brother, why didn't I~" Lee Taemin cast a complaining look, and when he looked at the members, he was even more envious, whether the team uniform was super handsome or something.
"Okay, okay, yours too, in the car" Cui Zhen quickly coaxed the grumpy Lee Tae-min, turned his head to look at the others, stretched out his hands and pressed them twice in mid-air, and said in a loud voice, "Okay, children! Look at me here~ The day after tomorrow is Taemin's fan meeting, I specially listed a stage plan, the company has released a notice, you will all arrive the day after tomorrow, children, don't let the fans down, you know?! ”
"Got it!" *5
The five people responded in unison, and the next second it was back to the same.
Jiang Zhe pursed his somewhat dry lips, tilted his head and slumped on the sofa and began to be a salted fish, and the members on the left and right sides were like chatterbox, there were endless topics to talk about, and he was used to it, so it was natural to collapse there, and simply sleep with his eyes closed.
But there were people at the scene who didn't want to see him lazy to sleep, Cui Zhen rummaged in his backpack for a while, anyway, he found a thick document bag, turned his head and put it on Jiang Zhe's lap, and then continued to rummage until he found three file bags, he stopped moving, and the probe woke him up from his sleep ruthlessly in Jiang Zhe's ear.
"Ah Zhe, don't sleep, come and see me here, I have work to do, wake up!"
“.... Brother, disturb people's dreams, there will be retribution"
The person in the salted fish was ruthlessly pulled up, and Cui Zhen pulled Jiang Zhe for a while, as if he wanted to fill all his hard-won vacations with work, while letting him perfect the semi-finished songs in his hand, and on the other hand, let him take over the one-time work as a music producer, the purpose of which was to make a high-quality album for his good teammates who were fighting alone.
"Ang ~ Taemin is the next solo set? February? ”
Listening to the content of the plan that Cui Zhen was talking to himself, Jiang Zhe took out the file and looked at it quickly, wrote down most of the content, and then saw the preparatory songs at the back, most of which were half-finished products written by himself, which made him a little puzzled.
The sleepy head was a little clearer, Jiang Zhe counted the number of songs on it, and then looked at Lee Taemin with a blank look, and asked, "Taemin, is the company planning to let you release a mini album?" ”
"Well, it's a matter of time, and... What I'm asking for is all the songs you write, let's be angry, let you earn enough royalties" Lee Taemin raised his eyebrows at Jiang Zhe and smiled proudly.
However, he felt that this was a very simple thing, and in Jiang Zhe's opinion, it was...
Pit! A big fire pit!
How can I, a pure injustice, go back to the city for a vacation, as if I don't have a vacation!
Jiang Zhe unconsciously pinched the document bag in his hand, his knuckles turned white, and after a few deep breaths, he slowly calmed down, and sat back on the sofa with a wooden face, in fact, he was about to turn this cheeky scolding upside down.
I only have so many days on vacation, sacrificing my vacation just to make an album for you, and I have to rush to work in a hurry due to time constraints, and I have to change the words and record these semi-finished products that I want to throw in the trash, and I have never been so tired of running a tour.
"Ah, Li Taimin, if you don't record me well, you'll die."
"Ahem, I... Striving"
Hearing that Jiang Zhe's words were almost impossible to hide the murderous aura, Li Taimin moved a little to the side and bowed his head in response.
is still the qualification that collapsed on the sofa with his head up, and he couldn't wait to integrate himself into the laziness of the sofa, but this time Jiang Zhe was still holding a not thin lyric book in his hand, and he was still holding a pen in the other hand, humming a tune and singing while scribbling and changing on the paper.
The voice in the waiting room quieted down suddenly, Jiang Zhe was only immersed in his own world, so he didn't care about this change, the members stared at Jiang Zhe when he got the album return plan, didn't disturb him silently, just stared at him directly, and because of the singing that suddenly softened down, the smile on his face never stopped.
It wasn't until a staff member came over to remind that the evening celebration had begun, that Lee Tae-min left the table, briefly touched up his makeup at the request of the makeup artist, and then walked out of the standby room with Choi Jin.
There were other artists who were notified of the opening of the celebration, and when Sun Sheng came over to see Jiang Zhe, he found that he was half-lying on the sofa, both eyes were on a thin A4 book, his face was very serious and obsessed, and the content on the paper should be the lyrics, and the whole paper written by him was a mess of notes and lyrics, even if she tried hard to see it, she couldn't understand which paragraph was which.
A song you haven't seen before, did you just write it? Or is it a waste song that has been reused?
"This..."Sun Shengwan subconsciously wanted to inquire about the situation, but thinking that it might disturb Jiang Zhe, she held back, turned her head and whispered to Wen Liu at the very edge, "Wen Liu Oba, if Zhe is done, please tell him, just say that we have gone to the front to prepare"
"Well, don't worry, I'll definitely take him to the front to see" Wen Liu understood what Sun Shengwan meant, smiled at her, and gave her a reassuring smile.
Before going out, Sun Shengwan looked at Jiang Zhe, who was still in his personal world, she didn't feel unhappy about being ignored now, but was very interested in the songs in his hand, and she didn't want to disturb him.
It was very tiring to take out the scrap song and revise it again, Jiang Zhe took a lot of effort to pull back the long-term memory, almost changed all the lyrics of eighty percent, and had a rough melody rhythm in his mind, Cui Zhen took eight songs, he revised all the lyrics, and it felt almost tangible, so he slowly brought himself back to reality.
"I almost thought that half my life was gone, oh, dizzy" put the notebook back in the file bag, Jiang Zhe took out his mobile phone and saw the time on it, his eyebrows jumped and he quickly jumped down, and after looking around the standby room, he found that only he and Wenliu were left here.
"Brother, where are they?"
Wen Liu was staring at the TV with his back to him, and when he heard the voice, he immediately looked back at him, and said with a smile, "The show has started, Wendy let me remind you, they went to the stage, let's go over too, Minho, they are all in their seats"
Although you can't perform on stage, it's okay to get a good seat.
Jiang Zhe nodded, and quickly walked out of the standby room with him, he actually didn't like to go to the audience seat a little, one was too loud, and the other was that he couldn't see the stage clearly, who made him a short-sighted eye, in the audience, even if he wanted to say a few words to the person next to him, he couldn't hear clearly.
On the way to the audience, Wen Liu turned his head and asked curiously, "Have the lyrics been changed?" ”
"Well, I still have to talk to Taemin, if he is not satisfied, I will change it again" Jiang Zhe nodded, because he mentioned the lyrics, and a trace of sadness appeared between his eyebrows.
Hearing this, Wen Liu laughed in a low voice again, "You ask Taimin for his opinion, and then you have to stay up late to change the words again, do you plan to record the song during the holidays in the next few days?" ”
"Isn't that what Brother Zhen meant? We're going back to the army in the next year, and I won't have time to run back to help him make an album" Although the time is a little rushed, but according to their experience, Jiang Zhe has also thought about it, and it doesn't feel like a big problem, but it is to sacrifice his sleep time, which makes him a little unhappy.