Chapter 358: “Knocking”
Wu Chen’s handwriting is very beautiful. Of course, this was not the point. An nglan had been paying attention to what Wu Chen was writing.
She sat opposite Wu Chen and had difficulty reading backwards.
After a while, Wu Chen was still writing.
An nglan couldn’t help it anymore. She stood up, walked around the table, and sat on the chair next to Wu Chen. She tilted her head and looked at Wu Chen.
Generally speaking, young and beautiful won would not sit next to n with whom they were not close with. Even if they were friends for many years, n and won would not sit next to each other like this to prevent the other party from misunderstanding.
An nglan didn’t think much about it.
All her thoughts were in Wu Chen’s lyrics.
Moreover, her personality was such that she was so straightforward and casual!
It was fine, so what was there to worry about?
About ten minutes later, Wu Chen had written the lyrics.
The total number was about 400 words!
Then he started composing the music!
Various annotations!
Wu Chen even marked where the conversion between true and false sounds was needed to determine the general feeling of singing the lyrics!
It’s so detailed!
It took about half an hour in total. Wu Chen filled up three pages of A4 paper, with various circles and lines, and various markings. It looked like a “draft”!
It was finished!
Wu Chen put away his pen, capped it, turned to look at An nglan and said with a smile, “That’s it!”
As he said that, he moved all the pages in front of An nglan.
An nglan picked it up and started to read it carefully from the beginning. While reading, she was still talking, but her voice was very low and it was difficult to be heard.
Wu Chen took a sip of coffee and turned to look out the window.
After a while, An nglan was already reading the second page and subconsciously made a humming sound. She was looking for a feeling.
When singing the chorus, her toes were subconsciously tapping the ground little by little, looking for the rhythm.
“…There was a knock on the door… His sleeves were empty… The sunshine of the past… was not on his face, and his vicissitudes… despair… hope…”
An nglan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
As an extrely professional musician, she could easily imrse herself in the emotions of music.
And now she already knew what Wu Chen’s song was about!
It’s about a wife, or mother, waiting for her husband or son who joined the army to co ho. Day after day, she was waiting for the door to be knocked, and finally, the war is over.
The soldiers ca back, but they were covered with injuries and disabilities.
The man who once had a sunny face had turned into a warrior who had gone through many vicissitudes of life!
He experienced despair and also ushered in hope!
Wu Chen’s song “Knocking” did not have any gorgeous rhetoric. The lyrics were very simple. But singing it with the lody really made An nglan feel a little uncomfortable!
This was a “story” that expressed the cruelty of war! In essence, it was naturally an anti-war and calling for peace song!
She didn’t know what to say.
“When the door is shut…” An nglan suddenly made a slightly louder voice, and then stopped for an instant. This was an instinctive reaction due to upbringing – you can’t sing in a Western restaurant!
An nglan was too focused. Finally being “awake” at this mont, she raised her head, looked at Wu Chen and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Wu…”
As she said this, she looked around again.
Only then did she realize that there were more and more people in the Western restaurant.
Because it was past eleven o’clock at noon, guests naturally began to arrive during lunch ti. Many guests had already noticed the superstar An nglan and looked towards An nglan.
They all saw An nglan sitting with a young man.
“How was it? Are you satisfied?” Wu Chen turned his head and asked An nglan with a smile.
“Hmm… it’s very well written,” An nglan said, but she was a little uneasy and looked around again.
It’s because there were too many people.
The troubles of celebrities!
Although people with status ca here to eat, no one had co to disturb them yet. But if there were more people in a while, it was very likely that soone would co over and ask for photos or autographs.
Moreover, it was very possible for soone to secretly take photos and post them online, which would lead to scandal! An nglan didn’t like this unnecessary trouble! She lowered her head
and looked at the manuscript in her hand. An nglan raised her head again, looked at Wu Chen and said, “Mr. Wu, can you co upstairs with ? There is a piano in the room. I want to try this song now…”
An nglan invited Wu Chen to the room!
She didn’t think too much. She had to change places. She would be surrounded here, and she really wanted to try to sing “Knockiing” now. She could feel that it was a good song, but how good was it?
To judge the extent, she had to actually sing it.
“Okay!” Wu Chen nodded and agreed, then smiled at An nglan and said, “Wait for at the elevator.”
An nglan reacted and then understood what Wu Chen ant.
The two of them couldn’t walk together, they would be noticed!
“Okay, thank you Mr. Wu.” An nglan also smiled at Wu Chen, then took out a mask, put it on, and stood up with the manuscript.
An nglan left the western restaurant first.
Wu Chen signaled to the waiter nearby, paid for the coffee, then stood up and left.
He left the restaurant.
He went through the long and luxurious corridor and ca to the elevator belonging to the guest room area.
An nglan was standing there. Because she was wearing a mask when she ca out, no one recognized her when she t new people.
The two of them entered the elevator.
An nglan swiped her VIP card and went upstairs!
On the fifteenth floor, there was the presidential suite!
The presidential suite cost more than 10,000 yuan per night, but it was expensive for a reason. For example, the presidential suites in the Jiafu Hotel were all equipped with a piano room!
This Song Xuan arranged the room for An nglan. As a pop star singer, she prepared a presidential suite with a piano room for her, which was a very considerate arrangent.
An nglan took Wu Chen into the presidential suite.
Wu Chen stopped after passing the entrance. He put one hand in his pocket and looked around the living room of the presidential suite. It was luxurious and beautiful!
An nglan, wearing high heels, quickly walked to the sofa and took off her high heels. ,Sheput on slippers, took off the mask, then turned around. She gestured to Wu Chen and said, “Mr. Wu, this way.”
She led Wu Chen towards the piano room.
In fact, Wu Chen saw it without her signaling. The piano was placed in an open room, with a balcony on the other side that could be seen directly.
An nglan walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat in front of the piano.
The reason why she changed her shoes was to play the piano. It was very uncomfortable to wear high heels and step on the pedals under the piano. It was not impossible, but uncomfortable!
Flat shoes were best, but slippers were also fine!
An nglan was a professional! She was proficient in piano and violin!
“Ahem!” An nglan set up the manuscript, opened the piano keyboard cover, placed his hands on it, cleared her throat, and took two deep breaths…
She adjusted her state quickly!
She was about to start straight away! This song made her impatient!
Dang…
The clear and cold piano music played!
After the prelude, An nglan opened her mouth and sang “Knocking” with her highly recognizable and magnetic voice! She played and sang by herself!
Although this was the first ti she sung this anti-war song, but Wu Chen wrote the score very clearly. From a singing perspective, An nglan would not have any problems. She could sing whatever Wu Chen wrote!
Wu Chen stood aside and listened.
About a minute later, Wu Chen suddenly reached out, took away the first page of the manuscript, and put it aside… It was ti to change the page. An nglan forgot to spread out the three pages before!
Although she sang very well and she played well, she just got the lyrics and music of this song. It was impossible to morize it and play without any mistakes!
She needed to play and sing while staring at the manuscript.
More than two minutes passed.
She sung the song.
An nglan frowned slightly because she felt sothing was wrong.
“I’ll do it again,” An nglan said.
She was very focused when she was in the state, and she and Wu Chen were less polite.
The clear and cold piano prelude sounded again!
An nglan sang it again!
Then the third ti!
The fourth ti!
She always frowned slightly, but she was not satisfied, but not with the song.
She wasn’t satisfied. She felt… she didn’t sing it the way she should have!
“Why do you play it wrong every ti?” Wu Chen suddenly asked.
“Huh?” An nglan, who was about to start the fifth ti, stopped suddenly and turned to look at Wu Chen.
She paused for a mont before asking, “Mr. Wu, you can tell?”
“You miss a few notes every ti. How could I not hear it?” Wu Chen smiled and said, “How about I do it? You sing and I play. You may need to stand up to have enough breath.”
An nglan asked Wu Chen in surprise, “Mr. Wu can also play the piano?”
It was a familiar question.
Li Ruobing also asked Wu Chen this.
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