Chapter 26 Song
"Grandma, have you seen it?" Ren Fenghe asked curiously.
Ms. Miao said: "I have seen it, I know how this painting was drawn."
Ms. Miao had an unconcealable smile on her face as she spoke. She smiled and then pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to smile so obviously, but she could hold back the smile, but couldn't hide her proud expression.
Ren Fenghe became even more curious, and she asked, "Do you know anyone who paints?"
Ms. Miao said: "This is drawn by my child."
"This stinky guy, he carries a bunch of stuff and paint outside all day, and stays in his room when he comes back. The smell of paint in the room is really unbearable."
"She said she made a lot of money from painting and bought a lot of things for her home. I thought it was just a small amount of money, but I didn't expect that even a small amount of money could be used to publish a book," Ms. Miao said more and more happily, her eyebrows raised high, she reached out and took another book, "I'll buy one too."
"Don't you have any at home?" Ren Fenghe asked puzzledly.
Ms. Miao said: “Yes.”
"Then why do you want to buy it?" Ren Fenghe asked again.
Ms. Miao said: "Giving something as a gift from a bookstore and buying it are two different things. I buy it to support my child."
Ren Fenghe gave Ms. Miao a thumbs up in his heart.
Seeing the children's works appear in the bookstore, Ms. Miao, who had no interest in the bookstore except for accompanying Ren Fenghe, became excited. She observed every book on the bookshelf and pulled out the picture books with the same pen name.
Finally, I took out three new books.
Ms. Miao put the books in the basket cart, then remembered something and asked, "Do you want to read these?"
Ren Fenghe also supported Ms. Miao's daughter's career. He nodded and said affirmatively, "See."
The two of them were strolling in the bookstore and had already walked out of the children's book area. Seeing that Ren Fenghe was quiet and would not disturb the people around him, Ms. Miao pulled the basket cart and followed Ren Fenghe, allowing Ren Fenghe to wander among the books and feel the influence of the books and the environment.
Ren Fenghe has a goal.
Children cannot understand classics, but comics also have pictures. Although there are a lot of words, there are also a lot of pictures. It won’t arouse suspicion if she holds a comic book.
Ms. Miao didn't know that she had already been aiming in the direction of the comics area, and walked very naturally to a pile of comics.
Ren Fenghe didn't dare to be too presumptuous, for fear that Jiang Shen would confirm what books she bought after returning, so she only dared to pick two or three books.
She had rarely read comics. When her studies were not so busy in elementary and junior high school, her classmates would read comics, but she used her free time to practice dancing. In high school, she had even less free time, so it was even less likely that she would spend it on reading comics.
The only comics she has read are the fan comics by amanecer.
She didn't know how to choose, so she just picked up the best-selling comics. There must be a reason why they are best-selling.
When he picked it up, Ren Fenghe discovered that the pen name was the same as Ms. Miao's.
She held up the comic to Ms. Miao and said, “I want to buy this.”
With this move, Ms. Miao's eyes fell on the cover, and she naturally saw the pen name on it. She asked in confusion, "Huh?"
It was obvious that she had never seen this comic book at home.
"What a coincidence that we have the same name," Ms. Miao added, "You can buy it, put it in the basket."
After the adult and the child paid the bill, Ms. Miao carried a pile of books and took Ren Fenghe back on the bus.
Ren Fenghe selected ten books in total, and Ms. Miao also bought four. The fourteen books were very heavy, and Ms. Miao stuffed them all into the big bag she specially prepared before going out.
Seeing the big bag deformed by the weight of the books, Ren Fenghe looked along the bag to Ms. Miao's shoulder and said, "Is it heavy? I can help you carry it."
Ms. Miao was delighted. She said with a smile: "Do I need your little doll to help me?"
"It's so easy to lift this weight. You don't know how heavy the big buckets of rice in the cafeteria are. I used to have to lift several buckets in a row!"
Ren Fenghe listened to her patiently. Seeing that she acted as if she understood, Ms. Miao didn't care whether she understood or not and started chatting with her about her past.
Here, Ren Fenghe and Ms. Miao were buying books smoothly in the bookstore. On the other side, Jiang Shen also came to the studio after sending them to the bookstore.
Sitting down in front of the computer, the first thing he did was to yawn loudly and hold back his sore eyes that wanted to close.
After making sure Yuanyuan was asleep last night, he drove out again without stopping and played and chatted with Yuanyuan in the snow for a while. Most shopping malls were closed, let alone boutiques or cultural and creative stores.
He wanted Yuanyuan to receive the Christmas gift she wanted and wanted Yuanyuan to know that she was a good child. So after going to several shopping malls and being turned down every time, he thought for a while and downloaded Xianyu to look for sellers in the same city.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and many sellers in the same city had not replied to his messages. He asked many sellers before he found one who was still awake.
The weather was cold, snowing and dark, and even if he could find a seller, no one was willing to come out. With the man willing to pay more, he finally bought the teddy bear in person.
When he appeared in a black hat and black mask, he scared the other party.
When he returned home and washed up, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. Thinking that he had to get up at eight o'clock, he deleted his schedule for composing music in the evening and fell asleep.
Therefore, it is normal for him to start feeling sleepy while sitting in front of the computer.
His eyelids grew heavier, and as they closed, his head began to nod.
Suddenly, the vibrating cell phone startled him awake from his sleep and he opened his eyes sharply.
The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was not to check my phone, but to go out and wash my face and drink a cup of black coffee.
The caffeine and ice water made him feel a little more alert. He sat back in his seat and picked up his phone.
Displays message notifications for their team group chat.
He looked at the time. It was past two in the afternoon, and it was indeed time for his teammates to get up.
He clicked on the group chat.
"Big news, Shine posted on Weverse!" The teammates also sent a screenshot of Jiang Shen's post to the group.
The number in the unread circle next to the chat bubble decreased after Jiang Shen saw this message.
Jiang Shen sent an emoticon.
"Brother, is it snowing there?" asked a teammate.
"Yes, the first snow. It should have snowed in Seoul these days, right?"
"No, your fans all thought you were traveling to Gangwon Province to relax."
Many teammates came one after another and chatted with Jiang Shen about their daily lives. Jiang Shen knew that his teammates were very concerned about his health, but they were afraid that he would be stressed, so they never asked about his condition and only tried to understand his situation by chatting about the details of his daily life.
Jiang Shen couldn't help but talk about Zhang Tuanyuan with his teammates.
After he decided to take Zhang Tuanyuan with him, he immediately video-called his teammates to talk about it.
This is their daily routine as amanecers, and important decisions are discussed together.
None of his teammates objected; they were just worried that he wouldn't be able to get enough rest while taking care of the children.
Jiang Shen chatted with his teammates for a few more words, and then his teammates went on their journey.
He put his phone aside.
Thinking of his teammates who always supported him, he took a deep breath, moved the mouse to turn on the black screen of the computer, and focused on the audio tracks.
Even if he can't go back, he will support his teammates in another way. He is a member of Amanecer and a fan who will always cheer for Amanecer.
The music played filled the entire studio along with the vibrating speakers, and Jiang Shen was completely focused on the music.
His contract will end in two years, and his teammates will be enlisting in the army in two years. He wants his song to appear in the official comeback album before his teammates enlist.
He had been preparing for this during the half month of rest and before the rest.
Although he can write in other styles, he is better at quiet and gentle lyrical songs.
He spent some time arranging the most basic melody. When he was thinking about what instruments to add to enrich the song, he suddenly remembered the compliments he heard last night and the gifts he received this morning.
He was immersed in his own world and had forgotten the time.
When he moved the mouse back to the play button and clicked it lightly, the original basic melody changed a lot. The music was added with samples of the whistling cold wind and the sound of snow falling on the trees. The sound of the piano slowly appeared along with the cold samples. The violin combination's string music enriched the soundtrack, the childlike and dreamy kalimba and marimba brought out the crisp sound of wind chimes, and finally the rustling sound of firewood licked by the fire in the stove.
A song suitable for winter was born.
He saved it and wanted to listen to it again. Then, as he continued to polish the song, there was a knock on the door. The sound sounded muffled through the door.
"Can I come in?"
Jiang Shen's attention was instantly diverted from the screen. He opened the door and a small figure appeared in front of him.
Ren Fenghe pointed at the non-existent watch on his wrist and said, "It's already seven o'clock, aren't you hungry?"
Jiang Shen rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the clock in the studio. Unconsciously, he had stayed in the studio for so long.
"I'm fine. Have you eaten? Where's Aunt Miao?"
"I ate with Grandma Miao. She was collecting water from the balcony and said she wanted to clean up the place."
It was less than five o'clock when Ren Fenghe and Ms. Miao returned home from the bookstore. Ms. Miao brought dinner out of the kitchen at six o'clock as usual, but found that Jiang Shen had not returned.
They all knew that Jiang Shen was in the studio. Ms. Miao didn't want to disturb Jiang Shen from working, so she just sent him a text message. However, Jiang Shen, who was immersed in the world of music, didn't notice the text message at all.
Ms. Miao and Ren Fenghe ate first. After they finished eating and washed the dishes, Jiang Shen still hadn't come back, so Ren Fenghe suggested going to the studio together.
Then there was the scene where Ren Fenghe knocked on the door.
"Are you done with your work?" Ren Fenghe peeked inside curiously.
Before coming to the studio, Jiang Shen only stayed in the dance studio. This was his first time working in this room.
Although he would use his computer and portable devices to create simple works at home, this room gave Ren Fenghe a sense of sacredness.
That is reverence for a field that one knows nothing about.
Jiang Shen said, "Almost. I made up a song. Do you want to listen to it?"
Of course! Ren Fenghe nodded immediately.
Thus, Jiang Shen had his first listener.
He listened to the music and hummed the lyrics freely and casually, following his feelings.
The gentle and magnetic voice flowed into Ren Fenghe's ears, and Ren Fenghe closed his eyes and listened.
This time when I listened to the songs written by Jiang Shen, I felt no sadness or grief, only incomparable leisure and comfort.
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