Collapse, surrender to me!

"I locked myself up for a whole week to practice signing. I had so much fun!... No, no! I locked myself up to write lyrics, but I couldn't write a single word!"

Grexiu suggested, "How about you listen to some rock songs from our world? And pick one you like?"

"Then, then, then, isn't that plagiarism?!" Pochi-chan was so shocked by Grayshure's words that she couldn't even speak clearly.

"If you want a cover, I can buy the copyright for you, and then just put the other person's name on the lyrics and music."

“Ah… if that’s the case.”

After listening to what Grayshuin said, Pochi-chan suddenly felt that she could give it a try, mainly because she had never heard the music of this world.

Even if it can inspire some inspiration, it would be good.

however.

Half an hour later.

Pochi-chan laid on the table, sobbing with tears streaming down her face.

"It hurts...it hurts so much. Why does it hurt so much?"

The whole mental state is just like someone who has listened to NetEase Cloud Music EMO.

After all, the world is collapsing.

Art comes from reality.

Most of the songs are about some EMO knife tragedies, while the other part is inspirational and gives people hope.

Unfortunately, when Pochi-chan ordered a few songs, they were all knives.

Now it feels like I was stabbed to death. Blood is tears, tears are blood. I can’t stop crying. I am so heartbroken that I can’t help myself.

Chapter 15 This is not inspirational, this is called chicken soup

"Yili, wake up!"

Grace woke up Goto Ichiri, who was like a noodle.

“Are you inspired now?”

"Spirit, inspiration..."

Pochi-chan was in a daze, then collapsed dejectedly, holding her head.

"Ahh, I'm such an idiot, it's Paramecium!"

"Are you insulting yourself, or are you praising Paramecium?"

Gresh shook her head.

"Haven't you ever written lyrics before... No, if you can't write lyrics, Hongxia won't let you write them."

Hongxia often talks to herself.

But I'm just more straightforward and say whatever I think.

If Yili said that he couldn't write lyrics.

Hongxia probably just asked someone else.

"Ah, the main thing is... I was praised by Kita at that time, and then I lost myself hehehe."

Pochi-chan grinned, then changed back to her normal form.

"Of course, I wrote the lyrics, but they are quite dark and I don't think they are suitable for our band..."

The girl looked visibly confused.

The long pink hair was twisted according to the mood.

Think about the guys in a band.

Liang is a professional player who joined after quitting another pop band.

Shimokitazawa's Angel Hongxia.

Kita shines as a social expert.

Grace, the great and elegant artist.

Besides, it would be too inappropriate for a girl like Kitano, who is such a sunny and bright girl, to sing such dark songs.

It should be the kind that is a little sunnier.

"Yes, that's it!"

Pochi-chan said loudly.

"I thought of it!"

She took out her own pad and pen and began to write.

While writing, he muttered something like "I'm always by your side," "Dreams will come true," "Brave boy, go create miracles," and "Believe in yourself."

About an hour passed.

Pochi-chan finally raised her head and wanted to shout, "I've finally finished writing!"

But when she saw Grace, she suddenly became quiet.

Gray is painting.

The person in the painting was Goto Ichiri.

It was just Goto Ichiri who was writing the lyrics just now.

In the picture, she was lying on the table.

The girl's long pink hair flowed along the white marble table like water.

His originally sky-blue eyes were now half-open and half-closed, and he looked obviously distressed.

The pen in his hand was suspended in mid-air.

There are some lyrics written on the paper, but they seem to be sporadic and all over the place.

Outside the window, the sun is setting slowly after noon.

The increasingly heavy sunlight sprinkled on the note like gold.

It gives the ink on the paper a gorgeous coat.

As Grace put down the last stroke.

Goto Ichiri couldn't help but exclaim.

"Amazing!"

It’s different from the abstract paintings I did before.

This painting of "Pochi-chan Writing Lyrics" is just beautiful and gorgeous.

Be well behaved.

At least there's nothing wrong with Goto Ichiri.

even.

There is a kind of envy that I wish the beautiful girl in the picture was me.

"Like it?"

Grace put the painting away and handed it to Goto Ichiri.

"gave it to you."

"Thank you so much!"

Goto Ichiri was very excited.

But Grace just felt like she had failed again.

If the previous paintings were spiritual but invisible, then the painting she just drew for Yili was visible but without spirit.

because.

Although Yili was impressed after watching it, he actually felt that the person in the picture was not himself.

Or another more perfect self.

Maybe his name is Goto Jiri?

But for Grace, she just described everything she saw.

What she painted was Yili.

What you see is what you get.

She did not exaggerate, nor did she deliberately beautify Yili.

This was the girl who was writing lyrics in her eyes just now.

The differences among them.

On the one hand, it was caused by Yili’s long-term lack of self-confidence.

On the other hand, Grace just drew an empty shell.

If... Yili could live in the shell she drew, the effect would be very different.

"Hey, hey! Grayshu, what horrible things are you talking about? I'm a human, how can I get into a painting?!"1

Goto Ichiri listened to Grace's mumbling.

He was so scared that he hid in the corner of the studio.

"Nothing, you heard wrong."

Grace acted as if nothing had happened, picked up Ichiri's note, and looked at the lyrics written on it.

“So inspiring!”

The girl was surprised.

"How about it! This is what I wrote with all my strength." Yili slipped back at some point.

"how to say……"

Gray practiced Buddhism.

"It's just that... there are too many inspirational words piled up, and it feels unreal."

"Unreal?" Yili was stunned for a moment, it seemed that it was indeed true.

Grace thought about it and gave an example: "It probably changed from inspirational to chicken soup with little nutrition."

"I see... But I can't write more cheerful lyrics anymore."

Goto Ichiri sighed.

Her enthusiasm and sunshine had just burned out.

“Come on! As long as you don’t give up, the road ahead will continue to extend!”

Gresh encouraged, but then couldn't help but feel curious.

"You always say your lyrics are not good, so how dark are your dark lyrics? Are they as emo as the songs we just listened to?"

"That's not true."

Pochi-chan shook her head.

Her own loneliness was certainly not as painful compared to the misery of the collapsed world.

"Then what are you worried about?"

"Mainly, it's not suitable." Pochi-chan said, "Xiduo is so sunny, she will collapse if she sings the lyrics I wrote."

"It will not happen."

Gresh shook her head.

"I think if Kita sings these, it might have a special effect. And Ryo is the composer, so why don't you show her the lyrics."

"Makes sense!"