"Songwriting? Composing?" Ling Momo’s initial joy suddenly froze. It wasn’t that she couldn’t do it, but could she really do her best? And it was her first album; what if she screwed it up?
"Is there a problem?" Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo as he asked, "Every singer should try writing their own music and lyrics. That’s the only way for others to see your talent. If you only sing songs and use lyrics made by others, then you’re just a vase, a singer without a lasting impact."
Ling Momo had no words to fight back against Li Qingshen’s statent. Despite the imnse pressure, she had no choice but to obediently follow through. She silently psyched herself up and said, "Teacher, I understand."
Li Qingshen nodded and said nothing.
Ling Momo hugged the sheet music he had given her, slightly bowed, turned, and walked toward the piano that stood to one side.
Li Qingshen watched Ling Momo’s retreating figure and hesitated for a mont before speaking, "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. This is just for you to try; take it slow."
"Mhm." Ling Momo hadn’t expected Li Qingshen to perceive the anxiety and worry in her heart. She couldn’t help but blush slightly and, after a long thought, finally managed to squeak out, "Teacher, I’ll work hard!"
Li Qingshen stayed silent, and Momo obediently sat down in front of the piano, carefully going through the sheet music, her excitent growing with each bar.
Li Qingshen’s new album for her contained ten songs, with the main track thed "Secret Love."
It was also the highlight for the Qixi Festival, the Chinese Valentine’s Day.
Ling Momo couldn’t help but wonder, why did Li Qingshen choose "Secret Love"?
Was it because he harbored a secret love for a girl?
Was this song written for that girl?
Ling Momo bit her lower lip, let her thoughts run wild for a bit, and then started to examine the planning thes and promotional focus provided in the docunts.
Qixi Festival was a holiday for couples, but there are many types of love. Most songs highlight mutual love, forgetting that within love, the most beautiful and eternal lody is "Secret Love." Maybe so people have never been in a relationship, but everyone has definitely had a secret crush, so this ti, the main lody is chosen to be "Secret Love."
So that was it...
Ling Momo pouted; regardless of what Li Qingshen’s original intention was for this song, she had to admit that he really had seized a great concept.
The music for "Secret Love" was already completed by Li Qingshen. Ling Momo humd it silently to herself, finding it quite nice. But with Li Qingshen asking her to write the lyrics, how should she fill them in?
Momo sat in front of the piano, wracking her brain for a long ti. She scribbled and rewrote many lines of lyrics on paper. Li Qingshen ca over once during the process and after looking through them, he frowned deeply, clearly unsatisfied, dropped a "rewrite" and walked away.
Ling Momo grew more and more disheartened as she went on, finally just slumping over the piano, staring at the sheet music with wide eyes.
Li Qingshen, still not fully recovered from a severe illness and lacking strength, leaned on the sofa and fell into a slanted sleep.
Ling Momo, biting the end of her pen, continued to scribble on the paper, not knowing how much ti had passed. It had already beco dark outside. It was only then that Ling Momo managed to write another set of lyrics.
After reading them carefully, she felt sowhat satisfied this ti. Looking up and seeing Li Qingshen deep in sleep, she stared at his resting face for a while. Noticing that the dicine on the table had been untouched, she frowned, got up, and went downstairs to get a cup of warm water.
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