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- There is a somewhat messy rooftop with an old wooden chair in the middle. A brown acoustic guitar, silhouetted against the orange glow of the setting sun. His eyes looked far away, with deep confusion and persistence in his eyes.
I am alone talking about love
After sending away love
Choking in the memories weaved by myself
Even if you are far away
I also hope you can be happy
Please hide my love deep in your heart
If there is an afterlife
Then we will fall in love again
No longer shrink back from fate in the next life
Soothing chords, no fancy techniques, just a simple melody. Softly and gently. Like a casual provocation. With a morning-like laziness. His eyes were half asleep and half awake, full of a little fondness for the morning sunshine, and a little nostalgic for the bed beneath him. If we just listen to the melody of the guitar, maybe it will be a way to relax for us. However, when the comfortable voice is mixed with the hoarseness of vicissitudes of life. The comfort in my heart has disappeared, leaving only a kind of unhappiness and congestion. The hoarse vicissitudes of life pass into your ears in waves, stimulating your hearing and confusing your mood. His fingers still seemed to be sliding on the strings without any strength. It seemed like he would stop in the next second due to the dizziness of sleep. However, the bent body and the veins on his neck tell us that he is awake at this moment, very awake. Those roaring sounds were as sad as cuckoos crying blood. His hoarse voice was filled with deep desire. There is no going back, everything is irreversible. There are sighs, sorrow, and an indelible longing in despair.
Han Jiahang used a masochistic way to vent his inner feelings to the fullest in this song.
"Papa pa pa"
There was a thin but rapid burst of applause from behind the camera. Park PD looked at Han Jiahang with a somewhat melancholy look, with a sad look on his face, perhaps because he was reminded of some sad memories in the past. "Great," "Jiahang, it's really great." There were no gorgeous compliments, just a few simple words repeated from his mouth over and over again.
"Hehehe." His face was a little pale, and sweat could be clearly seen on his forehead. One song seemed to take away all my strength. However, there is still a heavy haze in my heart. Alas, it is really difficult to forget.
"Uncle Park. It's been a month."
"Well, it's been a month. My shooting should be over." There was a deep sense of helplessness in his tone. Although following this child every day for a month has occasionally been a bit boring. However, over the past month, little by little. I still saw a lot of things from this child. His talent, his humor, his persistence. And his aura that comes out from time to time, is it loneliness? Who knows? PD shook his head gently.
"Ah. It's great. I don't have to be like a guinea pig anymore. I live under surveillance every day." A big smile appeared on Han Jiahang's face. It was as if he had finally been liberated.
Park PD looked at the child in front of him who was smiling like an idiot. Although the smile is very cheerful, but. The palpitating loneliness in his eyes could not be ignored.
Time flies by, and it¡¯s almost the end of January before I know it. There are only two months until Han Jiahang's debut. The company's planning department has begun full operation, and a blank space has been opened on the company's official website, where all Han Jiahang's personal information has been uploaded. And Han also accepted a household registration-like interrogation by the company, covering everything from his family and school to his personal relationships. And he has been severely warned to sort out his personal emotional issues. After Han Jiahang's repeated promises, this unforgettable experience finally came to an end. As the time approaches, Han Jiahang becomes even busier. The recording of the album and the shooting of the MV. During the first stage practice, there were still some messy things. Therefore, Han Jiahang has always felt like a top spinning on the ice recently. There is no possibility of stopping, because there is always a whip behind him that is always paying attention to him.
"Jiahang, we will start recording tomorrow. Protect your voice and pay attention to rest. You don't need to attend your acting class during this period." Manager Huang Mingyu said to Han Jiahang who was nodding and reciting Amitabha in front of him.
"Yeah. I understand." Drowsily, Brother Mingyu's mosquito-like voice came to my ears. He looked up at the time on the wall with wandering eyes. 1.15am.
"Brother, let's get here today. I'm going back to sleep. Call me tomorrow."
After saying that, he walked towards his room in a blur
The recording room of ms company.
"Jiahang. In terms of love, you are a pig."The producer teacher's voice entered the headset from outside the glass.
"Uh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Han Jiahang kept apologizing. The look on his face that showed an open mind to be taught, coupled with Han Jiahang's unconfident voice, added up to a sense of joy. This made Kim Taeyeon next to her burst into hearty aunty laughter from time to time.
"Come again. I'm telling you, little bastard. If it doesn't work, you don't have to come out." Theone's voice sounded like gunpowder.
"yes."
"The love of ice cream, the imagination of beating heart
Sweet heartbeat, slowly melting
Falling into the hope of a happy moment
Get close, feel it, myseelesslove¡±
Not long after the music started, it stopped again. Han Jiahang's heart tightened instantly, God, it couldn't be wrong again. Looking out of the glass, the teacher looked like he wanted to eat someone. Han Jiahang felt scared for a while. Fortunately, it was separated by glass, otherwise it would be very troublesome.
"Han Jiahang, do you really not want to come out today? Huh?" The voice kept rising, "I find that anyone who says you are a pig is insulting the pig's IQ. You are simply worse than a pig."
"The pigs are fatter than you."
Of course he is fatter than me, otherwise, how could pork be so delicious?
"You are just a piece of wood. A rotten piece of wood that won't even burn a fire."
How is it possible? It is easier to burn firewood with rotten wood. Teacher, do you have any common sense in life? I despise you. Serious contempt.
"Emotions. Feelings. The songs I wrote and sang like this. Look at Taeyeon, have you ever been in love?"
"Yes, teacher, I understand. Give me ten minutes."
"Get out of here quickly."
"only myself
Please pretend you don¡¯t know and go away
Don¡¯t even make eye contact
On days like wind and sand
Don¡¯t give me anything
I am the only one giving up
I am the only one hiding my tears
It¡¯s like meeting for the first time
Like a stranger
Just go away like that. That¡¯s the only way.
I am alone talking about love
After sending away love
Choking in the memories weaved by myself
Even if you are far away
I also hope you can be happy
Please hide my love deep in your heart
If there is an afterlife
Then we will fall in love again
¡°You will no longer shrink from fate in the next life.¡±
"Okay, it's over. The last song tomorrow." The teacher's voice came. Three songs in half a month. This speed is enough to show the teacher's pursuit of excellence. At the same time, we can see how miserable Han Jiahang is.
(The first chapter of the New Year, I wish you all a happy new year. I¡¯ve had a lot of babies on my hands, so I¡¯m trying to find the feeling. Please forgive me if it¡¯s a little rough)
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