Chapter 959
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The autumn breeze was refreshing.
A yellow leaf drifted in and landed on her hair.
She didn't notice it at all. She was immersed in her own world.
Her fingers were long, white, and slender.
She didn't wear any ornaments, but her fingers were comfortable to look at.
Mo Liuxi gazed at her, his eyes sparkling.
Listening to her singing in the afternoon, under the sunlight, he felt as if his peaceful heart was being plucked one by one.
On such an afternoon, listening to her singing, with the sunlight shrouding the floor, he only felt as if his tranquil heart was being plucked one by one like the strings of a piano.
Time was peaceful, and it seemed that it was nothing much.
Unfortunately, the song was a little intermittent towards the end. Yan Su raised her head, blushed, and said, "I haven't finished the rest of the song."
"You still need to write the song?" Mo Liuxi tapped his thigh with his slender fingers.
He didn't remember hearing Li Ming mention that.
Li Ming wasn't such a harsh person.
"No, but I've already written the lyrics. I want to try to write the song myself," said Yan Su gently. "Even if I don't get selected, I can make some changes and make a new song."
"You wrote it yourself?" Mo Liuxi was surprised. He hadn't been in the music industry before, but he knew that writing a song wasn't easy. Nowadays, few young singers knew how to write songs, and they all had a music team behind them.
For her to be able to arrange it like this by herself, it could only be said that she was indeed very talented, and her musical foundation was very outstanding in all aspects.
"Yeah." Yan Su nodded. "My team is good, but I prefer to write my own songs. Do you think Li Ming will like it?"
"How would I know? I'm not Li Ming." Mo Liuxi saw disappointment in her eyes after saying that.
He moved his lips slightly and said, "But I think the pitch of your song was a little too high. You didn't have to be that high. Music doesn't move people with a high pitch. What people want is resonance, don't they? I've heard your songs before, and they're not easy to sing. If they're easy to sing, after the movie becomes popular, the number of people watching KTV will increase. That'll be a source of income, and it'll help your reputation."
Yan Su paused briefly. What he said made sense. Her production team had discussed this with her before. "Where do you think the pitch needs to be lower?"
Mo Liuxi walked to her side, bent down to look at the arrangement book in front of her, pointed at a certain part of the lyrics, and said, "What about here?"
"You have such a good memory. You've memorized it after only one time."
Mo Liuxi was quite pleased with the compliment. Although he had long become numb to compliments, coming from her mouth, it seemed to be quite nice.
"I definitely have a good memory as a director."
"Then listen to how I feel when I lower my voice." Yan Su strummed the guitar again.
Mo Liuxi closed his eyes and sensed carefully. "It doesn't have to be that low."
Yan Su raised the pitch again.
One listened attentively, the other tuned.
Unknowingly, more and more students were passing by. The afternoon class was about to begin.
"It's about time for class." Yan Su put down her guitar and stood up.
"Em." Mo Liuxi glanced at the leaves that were tangled in her hair, then abruptly reached out a hand to touch her head.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Su raised her head. From this angle, she happened to see the boy's soft, swan-like short hair and eyelashes under the sunlight. His dark eyes twinkled like stars, and she could see her own petite figure leaning against him in the reflection.
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