My wife is in my arms

Chapter 29 Songwriting

There is no instrumental accompaniment.

Zhang You didn't care too much about it, it was just a matter of spending more time reminiscing.

As long as the melody is still in his mind, he will definitely be able to compose it. Under the gaze of the little girl, he sat on the chair and began to think about writing the song for Jiang Yiren.

I want to make this soft rice more secure.

It is impossible for him to do nothing.

Like many industries, the speed of singer replacement is also quite fast. Even though Jiang Yiren is now a queen of singing, she has not reached the level of Faye Wong, who has not sung for many years but still has countless fans buying into her singing. She still has to take it step by step.

In particular, Jiang Yiren's reputation as a singer mainly came from the support of entertainment companies, which means that her reputation as a singer is quite watered down, and the failure of her last single has already proved this point.

If she were a real powerful singer, no matter how poor the quality of the singles she released, she would not be able to even make it onto the hot song charts. There are two reasons for this situation. First, even though Jiang Yiren has the title of a singing queen, she has not been recognized by her fans. Second, the quality of her songs is indeed not high.

Take out a pencil from Xiao Zishan's stationery pen.

Zhang You lowered his head and began to write.

"What are you writing!?"

Zhang Zishan, who had been paying attention to Zhang You's movements, asked curiously.

"Write a love letter to your mother"

Zhang You replied casually.

"I'm already this old, do I still need to write love letters!?"

The little girl put the key to the music room in her pocket, walked over to Zhang You, and looked at what he had written. As a first-grade student, it was impossible for her to know too many words. The little girl looked at it for a long time before asking, "Is it really a love letter??"

"kindness"

Zhang You nodded.

The song he is writing now is called "Ask", a song that does not require too many singing techniques and is more based on plain narration and lyricism. It was this song that made many women with stories cry when it was released.

Li Zongsheng's three questions reveal the whole life of a woman.

It also expresses three levels, starting from the deepest love, to the unrequited love, and finally to no regrets.

In the Chinese music scene, Li Zongsheng, as a man, understands women the best, and Xiao Shiyilang, as a woman, understands men as well. If these two get together... I don’t know who understands who better.

"Who makes your heart beat, who makes your heart ache, who makes you want to hold him in your arms occasionally..."

Zhang You wrote bit by bit.

Ten minutes later, he had completely written the song "Question". It was not a movie script or lyrics. Unless he composed a new song, it would be written very quickly. There were no musical instruments. Otherwise, he would have spent another twenty minutes to slowly sort out the music score according to his memory.

After checking the time and finding that it was almost noon, Zhang You put the lyrics into his pocket and turned to walk into the kitchen. Just as he was about to cook, his cell phone on the table rang.

Zhang Zishan picked up the phone and saw that it was her mother calling, so she directly pressed the answer button.

"Give the phone to Zhang Zishan"

Jiang Yiren's slightly anxious voice came from the phone.

"mother"

The little girl spoke.

Hearing her daughter's voice, Jiang Yiren was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly, "Your father didn't beat you, did he?!"

"no"

The little girl secretly glanced at her father who was cooking in the kitchen, and then whispered, "Mom, my dad was writing something just now. I asked him what he was writing, and he said he was writing a love letter to you."

"..."

Jiang Yiren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard her daughter's voice was normal. As for the "love letter", she didn't take it to heart. She just thought that Zhang You was just making it up when her daughter asked about it. After thinking about it, she said, "Keep the key to the instrument room tightly, and don't let him touch it." Even though Jiang Yiren knew that if Zhang You really wanted to touch it, her eight-year-old daughter couldn't stop him at all, but Jiang Yiren felt that unless Zhang You really intended to force her to divorce, he would definitely have some reservations.

However, there was one thing that Jiang Yiren still didn't understand.

You have to know that when she was beaten by Zhang You two days ago, he took his daughter directly to the hotel. Because he left in a hurry, he did not lock the door of the instrument room. He could have taken the opportunity to take one and sell it. After that, he was alone at home and had more opportunities like this, but he did not steal it and sell it. However... today, he must have had a sudden impulse.

Jiang Yiren could only think so.

This incident inexplicably made her original belief become wavering.

perhaps.

Just go in and take a look.

Because it was just him and Zhang Zishan, Zhang You fried two dishes and made a tomato and egg soup. After the meal was ready, the father and daughter started to eat lunch.

"Dad, I told you not to steal my mom's guitar, are you really not going to hit me?!"

The little girl asked while eating.

"First of all"

Zhang You picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it into Xiao Zishan's bowl, saying, "I didn't steal your mother's musical instrument to sell, I just planned to compose music."

"Composing music, do you know anything about music? Why don't I know?"

Xiao Zishan asked doubtfully.

"You're so young, of course you don't know. Your dad not only writes songs, he also composes music, and he can even write movie scripts. He's even a very good actor. It's just me who doesn't want to work. Otherwise... I could have found several aunts to be your stepmothers."

Zhang You said with a smile.

"shameless"

The little girl curled her lips and said, "With someone like you, only my mother would be willing to marry you. If you were someone like Aunt Zhang Yi, I heard her talking to my mother last time. Aunt Zhang Yi said that if you were her husband, wouldn't you like drinking? She would put some sleeping pills in your wine, and it wouldn't take much. A few times would send you away without you knowing anything."

"..."

The corners of Zhang You's mouth twitched twice.

How deep is this hatred and resentment?! However, if Zhang Yi really did what he said, the security guard might actually be sent away, and the public could declare that he died from drinking. As the security guard's wife, as long as she didn't call the police, under normal circumstances, no one would suspect anything, let alone an autopsy.

"And he said..."

"Stop talking and eat quickly. Your dad is timid now and can't stand hearing such crazy things."

Zhang You stopped Zhang Zishan from speaking and said, "After dinner, go to bed. I'll wake you up at 1:30. If you can't sleep, do your homework in the living room. You said I was going to steal your mother's musical instruments and sell them. I didn't beat you, but you didn't sleep and didn't do your homework. That gives me a reason to beat you. I believe even if your mother comes back, she won't say anything."

"how about you!?"

Zhang Zishan asked.

"I sleep too"

Zhang You replied.

"You always sleep, can't you find something else to do? Didn't you buy an electric car and send me to the magic pen in the afternoon? You will go to deliver food for an hour and a half. My mother makes money, you can't not make money! Aunt Zhang Yi said that men have to make money."

Xiaozi Shan said.

"Can we stop talking so much? I still like the way you looked before I picked you up last night."

Zhang You said helplessly.

"You're dead! You're not allowed to talk even if you don't make money."

The little girl said unhappily.

(End of this chapter)