Chapter 46 Chapter 46 Whoever kisses first loses
In early May, before joining the group, Jeon Sung Ai finished producing the title track, which had just been titled "WITCH THERAPY." As for the pre-release track, a lyrical pop-R&B dance track with a nursery rhyme as the prelude was chosen after everyone's discussion. The main melody was based on a piece of classical music that Jeon Sung Ai composed on the piano during her time in Kagoshima. The entire album also decided on "GRIMM'S ASYLUM" as its theme.
The music style is a combination of classical music, hip-hop and electronic dance music. It can be said that it is a faithful portrayal of Sarah, who grew up under classical orthodox music education in her previous life but has a rebellious, decadent and crazy heart.
After several months of theatre arts classes at Seoul National University, Jeon Byung-ae has learned a wide range of artistic expressions, including storyboarding. She enjoys studying the diverse forms of Eastern and Western theatre art in her classes at Seoul National University, which has been very helpful in her overall control of the album's visual concepts and has given her a lot of creative inspiration.
After setting the general tone and direction, all the producer's tasks finally came to an end for the time being, leaving only the last and most important task of arranging the pre-release song.
"By the way, who is this JY? The arrangement columns of several solo songs you wrote in Kagoshima seem to have the shadow of this name." Mike asked curiously.
"Oh, it's a senior producer I know." Quan Xingai said lightly, and Mike just nodded.
"I've never seen this producer's name before - I even asked Hyun-ho, but he looked like he couldn't say anything. My boss also told me not to guess or ask random questions. Who is this guy? Some mysterious big shot? Voldemort, he can't even mention his name..." Mike filled in all the unspoken words of Quan Xingai in his mind. Because he was a foreigner and was not familiar with Korean names, he didn't recognize him at first. The other staff members in charge of the album also knew it tacitly.
JY, that's JY. Are you asking if I'm GD? Ah, I'm just a staff member. You should ask the main producer for details.
Quan Xing Ai snapped her fingers in front of Mike, shutting down his wild ideas. "Don't ask who JY is. He's very busy anyway and doesn't have time to help me arrange music and provide guidance all day long."
"So you're going to join the crew for Netflix filming the day after tomorrow, and you're still thinking about rushing to finish the pre-release song today?" Mike, an American, has a carefree personality and didn't bother to think about who this JY was.
"Seeing how much I love my work, shouldn't you be moved to tears, Mike?" Quan Xing loves to joke.
"Madam, you have seriously affected my salary. Well, actually I am very happy with how you are now. It is unbelievable that you have been unknown for so many years. Is Wu Xianhao so moved that he cried?" Mike teased Quan Xingai with the same skill.
"Yes, Hyun-ho brother now fully approves of my behavior of not wanting to accept any notices. He said that producers should just focus on writing songs in the production room, and let teammates participate in other matters, hahahaha." Quan Xingai couldn't help laughing when he thought of his agent's kind fat face.
"Okay, keep working on the whole production. I think it would be better for you to work on your own now. I'm going to get a hamburger and a Coke. Do you want me to bring you one?"
"Thank you. I'm in desperate need of a fat guy's happy meal of carbs and junk food. Could you bring me one, please? And I want freshly fried fries."
Not long after Mike closed the door, Quan Xingai heard the door open again. She asked, "Mike? So soon?"
Then her eyes were covered, and the scent of wild musk hit her faster than the other person's hand. "Guess who I am?"
"It's a bad dog." She said casually, then took the childish hand away from her eyes, "Didn't we agree to ignore me at the company? How dare you walk into my production room so brazenly?"
"The disrespect for elders is getting more and more excessive. What is a bad dog? Am I bad? Why should I be ashamed?" Although it is already May, there are no four seasons for fashionistas. Kwon Ji-yong is wearing a fancy colorful sweater with PMO shorts and Converse sneakers on the lower body, revealing the cross tattoo on his calf. He has a rebellious expression on his face, and he truly demonstrates: the more you forbid me to do it, the more I will do it.
"Oppa, are you now focusing on whether he's a bad guy instead of whether he's a dog or not?" Quan Xingai turned her head and looked at Quan Zhilong, who had a stunned expression, then slowly raised her eyebrows as if she was going to beat him up.
"I don't have time to argue with you. Why didn't you look for me when you were writing the pre-release song? Wouldn't it be fun if we created together?" Although Kwon Ji-yong didn't often appear in the new company, he was fully aware of the dynamics of RD's new album. Of course, he didn't care about RD. He was just interested in Jeon Star Love. He just liked the atmosphere of being with her and making music impromptu anytime and anywhere.
The title song was also inspired by the day when he and Xing Ai stayed up all night in the company to talk about music production, but he only provided the direction, and Xing Ai followed the idea to produce a pleasant and beautiful product. Naturally, he found that the pre-release song was also the piano music written by Xing Ai that he had heard in Kagoshima. He couldn't sit still after that and came directly to the company to "question" this little bad guy who only wanted to escape from him.
"It was very enjoyable. You heard me playing that time, and haven't we already discussed how to better combine classical music and hip-hop?" Quan Xingai muttered, feeling neither justified nor confident.
"Ha, you know we've discussed this together, and now you're going back to your country and leaving me aside?" Quan Zhilong looked down at him with his arms folded.
"Aren't you busy selling shoes? I can do it myself." Quan Xingai blinked and tried to get away with it, but Quan Zhilong was unmoved and pulled a chair over to sit in front of the control panel and started playing the audio neatly.
"The pre-release song you're planning to use, which combines classical string music and industrial noise, is too non-mainstream and won't work. The current version's code is the short, flat and fast Jersey Club style, and the RD is far from reaching the level of artistic quality..." As soon as Kwon Ji-yong saw the demo and sound track of Jeon Star Love on the mixing console, he guessed what she wanted to play.
"The album you made before your military service was very good. It combined the market and art very well. Why can't I do the same?" Quan Xingai grumbled unconvinced.
"You're already thinking about heading into a no-man's land before even setting foot on the main road? Your top priority right now is marketization, yet you're still pouting and refusing to accept it."
“Actually, I know what to use, but I can’t help but want to try the effects of experimental music.”
"Aren't you going to join the crew the day after tomorrow? Why are you wasting time now? You could take a shortcut, but you're being stubborn." Kwon Ji-yong's tone softened again. He could see that although Jeon Seong-ae's head was full of idle thoughts, once she started, she would be 100% committed and serious - this was somewhat different from Sarah. His Sarah was always like a warrior full of fighting spirit, not a lazy one.
"Hi, Iris, is she here to look for Sarah? She's in her studio..." Suddenly, Quan Xingai took off his headphones, ran to the door to listen to the noise outside, then opened it a crack and listened more carefully. Sure enough, he heard Mike and Jin Wen chatting in the distance after buying hamburgers.
It's over, she forgot about Mike! She closed the door quietly, then without saying a word, grabbed Quan Zhilong's hand and ran around like a headless fly.
"It's over, it's over. Mike and his teammates are at the door. Why are you here for no reason? There's nowhere to hide here!"
"It's not an affair, why are you hiding? Can't I come to you? It's normal to talk about music with the younger generation..."
"What's normal about this? Senior, we're not familiar with each other!"
"Tsk--ha, let's go to my studio. They won't open my door, will they?" Quan Zhilong sneered, but still cooperated with Quan Xingai.
But the footsteps at the door were getting closer and closer.
"But they seem to be at the door and there is no time for them to come to my place." Quan Zhilong said gloatingly.
"...Ah! The lounge!" Quan Xingai finally gave up and ran to the next door production room after wandering around. Then, he suddenly remembered that there was a small lounge in his own production room with a wardrobe inside! Hide in the wardrobe!
She dragged Quan Zhilong into the narrow lounge and pushed him into the closet without a word. At the same time, Mike's voice entered the production room, "Where's Sarah?"
Quan Xingai held her breath. Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows and showed a mischievous smile. He stood in the closet and hugged the girl in his arms and took her into the closet together, closing the closet door at the same time. Wild musk and darkness invaded her at the same time. She was rubbed into the broad chest, her nose hit the other's chin, and both of them let out a muffled groan.
The conversation between Mike and Park Jinwen was still going on at the door.
"Oh no, it's not in the production room, but the speakers are still playing."
"Maybe he went downstairs to smoke and find inspiration?"
"Senior Mike, Xing Ai has quit smoking! She just smoked for a while because she was in a bad mood!"
"Creators are under a lot of pressure. I wish her success in quitting smoking."
Quan Xing'ai listened carefully to the movement, but Quan Zhilong put his hands on her waist without hesitation, playing piano music on her slender waist, and his breath sprayed on the girl's ears again and again. Before she realized it, she seemed to feel nothing, but once she realized it, Quan Xing'ai could no longer ignore the hot body beside her.
"You seduced me?" She raised her head and whispered angrily into Quan Zhilong's ear.
"It was obviously you who seduced me. You leaned so comfortably in my arms, your hair caressing my neck, and your lips constantly brushing my chin. You were the one who seduced me." The hand playing the piano at his waist stopped, then pressed closer to him, while leaning over and speaking slowly in his ear.
Even in the dark closet, both of their eyes were frighteningly bright. They knew that the other was staring at them without blinking, as if they were gladiators, and neither of them looked away.
"Oh, you are really a very bad little dog." Quan Xingai took a deep breath, grabbed the other's collar and pulled him closer. When the other thought his lips were about to kiss, Quan Xingai spoke calmly and restrainedly.
Quan Zhilong had a triumphant smile on his face, but the girl suddenly stopped and just let her breath touch his nose.
"You... are such a cunning fox, Xingai." Quan Zhilong felt that his breathing began to become disordered. Why did the space begin to heat up? He felt sweat all over his body in his sweater, but he fought back unyieldingly.
Neither of them was any better than the other. Their breathing was rapid, their eyes locked, but neither of them wanted to give in. Suddenly, the door to the lounge opened. Quan Xingai's eyes widened, her heartbeat soaring to 180. Quan Zhilong seized the opportunity and grabbed the back of the girl's head, pressing his lips down hard, suppressing all her reluctance...
"Eh, she's not here either... Forget it... Senior Mike, Xing Ai is not in the lounge either. Let's go. She may have gone to find other producers." The door of the lounge was closed again, and the conversation between teammates and Mike slowly drifted away.
Feeling a stinging pain on his lips, Quan Zhilong let go of Xing Ai with a hiss, only to find that his lips were being bitten hard by the other party. The little fox's eyes were as cunning as the bright Sirius.
"Hiss—it's broken! And you still blame me? You are the dog." Quan Zhilong's lips were bitten, and he didn't pat the other party soothingly until he felt the taste of blood on the tip of his tongue and softened his voice.
"Since you like sneak attacks so much, then just show your bitten lip and tell the world that this scar was caused by Quan Xingai." Quan Xingai finally let go of the other person's lower lip, pushed the other person away and escaped from the closet. Her frantic heartbeat had not yet subsided, and she could not tell whether it was because of the nervousness of being discovered or the uncontrollable kiss.
Quan Zhilong was not annoyed. He walked out of the closet slowly, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingers and licking them with his tongue.
"I'm sorry, if you don't accept it, why not just treat it as a greeting between friends?" His whole body was filled with joy, and he was in a very good mood because of this unexpected wardrobe.
"Ha, you greet your friends with a kiss, right?" Quan Xingai laughed in anger.
"Others can't, but Xing'ai can." Kwon Ji-yong knows exactly what expression makes him look the most pleasing, so he shows a sunny and cheerful smile, and looks at Quan Xing'ai with sincere and passionate eyes without blinking after doing something bad.
"Bad dog!" Quan Xingai looked at Quan Zhilong and was speechless for three seconds, then ran out of the lounge after saying that.
The back figure looks like he is fleeing in panic.
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