——Like as if he was shot, he had no soul

——I just want to laugh, so I laughed, just laughed, just like that [..com]

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"Stop! Let's take a break."

Hearing the sound from his headphones, Li Qiu immediately stopped the vibration of his voice cords and slowed down to Fang Shihe outside the glass window. This was the fourteenth time he called to stop today. He could have said that he had some flaws a few days ago, but after singing this song all the time, Li Qiu had completely, and certainly, his voice had completely integrated into this song, but Fang Shihe still kept calling to stop.

Fang Shihe shook his head, waved to Li Qiu, and signaled Li Qiu to leave the recording studio first.

Li Qiu's "The Word of Angels" is indeed very suitable for expressing the feelings of this song, but he always feels that something is missing, or it shouldn't be that it is missing. Li Qiu has already perfectly expressed the essence of this song. Whether it is tingling the heart or shocking the heart, Li Qiu did it, but he vaguely felt that there was one thing missing.

But, in the past few days, he has not been able to catch such a thing...

He wrote this song. He understood very well why he didn’t feel anything when he recorded it these days?

Li Qiu put down the music score, walked out of the recording studio, sat on the sofa and took a sip of water, and asked Fang Shihe, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"No, it's very good, just..." Fang Shihe frowned and looked at the music score meticulously, trying to grasp the ethereal and ignorant thing from the music score.

"Uncle, you have said this sentence a lot. In a few days, it will be mkmf." Li Qiu murmured. This song is very suitable for him. He thought it would be recorded in about three days, but this is the fifth day. Although the stage rehearsal with his sister did not fall, it was really tiring to run on both sides.

"Well, you actually sing well. Your control over the emotions in the song is the strongest among singers I have ever met. Logically speaking, there is really nothing to be picky about in this song, but why do I still think there is nothing missing?" Fang Shihe knocked on the score, and the sound of knuckles and paper colliding was very crisp.

"What's missing?" Li Qiu also picked up the music score and looked at it seriously. This was the first time he heard Fang Shihe say that he had some things missing when he sang this song.

This song, one tune and one note, pays attention to the pursuit of a feeling, sadness, pain, so much so that it feels like a shot in the heart, lingering and sad. Coupled with Li Qiu's own voice, such a perfect music, there is actually something missing.

"How is it, do you have any ideas?" Fang Shihe rubbed the corners of his sore eyes and found that Li Qiu was carefully looking at the music score, so he asked casually.

"Thinking? No, uncle, you are the creator of this song. You can't see anything. How could I see anything?" Li Qiu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"That's not necessarily. I have been confined by my own emotions by writing this song. I can't break out of this confinement, and I definitely can't see anything."

"Is that true?" Li Qiu thought for a while, and didn't want to say it at first. After all, he was just a singer. How could Li Qiu do whatever he wanted in front of a gold medal composer? However, Fang Shihe's words gave Li Qiu some courage. Indeed, he had some ideas.

"Did you really see it?" Fang Shihe was shocked. He was just talking casually, but he didn't expect Li Qiu to really see something.

"I don't know, maybe what I think is different from what you think of, uncle, that's it." Then, Li Qiu immediately explained some of his own insights.

Indeed, the song "Like Being Shot" is undoubtedly Fang Shihe's top and most emotional work, but because it comes from Fang Shihe, this song is as Fang Shihe said, missing something.

The melody of this song does not need to be doubting how perfect it is, but the only flaw is that the melody of this song makes people sound, and only makes people think that this is just a story of the composer, and does not make the listener miss his own story with a "bang".

Fang Shihe didn't see that it was precisely because he had been confining his relationship with his girlfriend that he did not expect to infect the listener, the kind of thing that makes people completely forget space, time, and all the beauty of the world after listening.

The so-called authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, and Li Qiu, who knows the story behind this song, is different. Li Qiu can only feel the emotions that Fang Shihe pours into when he creates this song from the song. The story described in the melody fascinates him, and the pain like a gun in his heart, but all this did not make him deeply trapped.

"Uncle, let's try to turn off the music and let me sing the lyrics in a cappella." Li Qiu's only opinion was given.

After listening to Li Qiu's words, Fang Shihe was puzzled for a while, and his newly relaxed nerves tensed up again, locking the threads on his brows.

"Try it."

Li Qiu entered the recording studio again, and the staff who had just rested for a while immediately devoted themselves to extremely concentrated work.

Li Qiu did not wear headphones because he didn't need to. He picked up the manuscript with the lyrics written. Li Qiu sang it in a cappella at Fang Shihe's instructions.

"This... is indeed a different feeling." Li Qiu only sang a few lyrics, and Fang Shihe had already felt the difference between now and before.

Once upon a time, before Seo Tae-chi led the hippop trend, there was a kind of music that dominated the Korean music scene, called narrative songs.

This kind of music, which is like storytelling, has gradually been forgotten by people today when dance music is prevalent.

Fang Shihe's brows, which had been frowning for five days, finally let go. The song was finally completely perfect. He finally understood. The only flaw in this song was that he injected too much emotion, so that the whole song was full of confusion.

This guiding confusion also guides Li Qiu. Only after removing the melody can Li Qiu take aside the storyline buried by Fang Shihe based on his own feelings and interpret a song that awakens the person who hurts the most in the depths of his memory.

After finding the problem, Fang Shihe breathed a sigh of relief. Although he really hoped that only she could hear this song, as a composer, he could not do this, so he always felt that there was something missing in this song.

After recording it again, the song is completed. What is left is the work of matching the lyrics sung by Li Qiu in the later period with the melody of the song.

Of course, this is not something Li Qiu needs to worry about. Fang Shihe, a Korean gold medal composer, will do it perfectly.

"I'll treat you tonight, let's have a meal together." Fang Shihe patted the console staff's shoulder and laughed loudly.

Li Qiu took off his headphones and walked out of the recording studio with relief. The song was finally finished.

"Li Qiu, thank you." Fang Shihe bowed to Li Qiu and thanked sincerely.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Li Qiu hurriedly replied. Fang Shihe, as a senior, Li Qiu definitely would not accept this bow with peace of mind.

"You're so busy, you can go back first. If you're interested in composing, you can come to me." Fang Shihe patted Li Qiu's shoulder and walked out of the recording studio.

Li Qiu looked at Fang Shihe's back and smiled, packed up his own things, greeted the staff in the recording studio, and followed him out the door.

Fang Shihe, who returned to the office, sat on his office chair, took out a photo from the drawer of the desk, and gently stroked it, his eyes couldn't help but become rosy.

Dear, are we completely over like this? Will we never see each other again?

It has been a long time since we last met.

We said goodbye to the airport, and you didn't look back at me for the last time.

You said if you meet someone you like, try to love, but will I meet someone I like more than you? If there is really, will it still be love between us?

Dear, I am really scared, I am really scared. I am afraid that you will forget me. Do you understand? So I chose to wait for you all the time. I believe you will come back because I am here and waiting for you with roots.

You know, how heavy this feeling is in my heart and memory, so heavy that I can no longer bear it. I don’t want to forget or unload it.

The Buddha said that if it hurts, it will naturally let go, but if it hurts even more, is it more painful than if the heart is shot? I hope you can hear this song, "Like I'm Shot", I have no soul without you.

Even if I drink bitter coffee and eat ramen without flavor, I still miss you, Ji Na.
Chapter completed!