Mu Yu Xingchen

One week before the broadcast of "Dust Valley Ling".

After the music recording was completed, Yin Chujue didn't have to stay in the music group any more. On the last afternoon, he wanted to invite Mu Feng to have a late dinner on the grounds of gratitude.

This reason is not groundless. During this period of time, Mu Fengwan really helped Yin Chujue a lot and told him a lot about the theme song.

When it comes to music, Mu Fengwan has never been perfunctory.

I always remembered Chen Zhifeng's words, Mu Fengwan didn't want to eat this meal, and found several reasons to refuse.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not let him go, and dismissed his reasons one by one.

Mu Fengwan was anxious, it's not easy to put on a cold face: I don't want to have dinner with you.

Seeing Mu Fengwan's embarrassed expression, Yin Chujue smiled slightly, and lightly parted his thin lips as a joke: "Xiao Wan, are you afraid that Brother Yin will cheat you?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Mu Fengwan hurriedly shook his head and denied, "Brother Yin, what are you going to do to me! I don't have anything."

If he wants money but doesn't have money, if he wants popularity but not popularity, it's just that this face is passable. Mu Fengwan thinks that the people who cheated him are out of their minds, and it's not necessary at all.

After hearing this, Yin Chujue smiled like a spring breeze: "Then give brother a face and have a meal together."

This sentence was said with a sense of pleading, as if it was something wrong with Mu Fengwan if he didn't go, there was no other way, so he nodded and agreed.

After a meal, it was quite harmonious, and the two talked about work and music.

After dinner, the sky began to drizzle continuously, and it happened to be the rush hour for taxis, so Yin Chujue proposed to send Mu Feng home late.

The car drove to the gate of Furongyuan Community.

"Brother Yin, thank you for today, treat me to dinner and take me home." Mu Fengwan unbuckled his seat belt, thinking about how to return the favor.

"You're welcome, you've helped me a lot during this time, so I should thank you."

"This is what I should do." Mu Fengwan said as he opened the door and got out of the car, and said, "Brother Yin, please drive home and be careful."

Yin Chujue replied with a caring tone: "Okay, you go in quickly, you will catch a cold if you get wet later."

"Yeah, Brother Yin, goodbye." After Mu Fengwan finished speaking, he ran into the community in the drizzle.

Seeing Mu Fengwan's back disappear into the rainy night, Yin Chujue curled his lips slightly, took out his phone and sent a Weibo.

Yin Chujue: Thank you Xiao Wan for taking care of me during this time. @Mu Fengwan

The accompanying picture is a group photo of the meal just now, and the two people in the photo both smiled and bent their eyebrows.

As soon as the Weibo was posted, it was immediately liked, commented, and forwarded.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my Chuchu family finally posted a selfie. 】

[Sure enough, the handsome guy's good friend is also a handsome guy. 】

[Excited heart, trembling hands, I can't get over me at the beginning of the day. 】

[I feel that Chuchu has a very good relationship with this little brother. 】

……

After a few glances at the fans' comments, Yin Chujue threw the phone on the back seat, whistled happily, then turned the steering wheel with one hand, turned the car in the other direction, and glanced at the car in front of him before starting the car. Upscale neighborhood.

At the beginning of July, "Dust Valley Ling" officially launched as a summer TV series.

On that day, Mu Fengwan was so excited that he didn't go back to Furong Garden after get off work, but went back to his parents' place, ready to share this happy moment with his family.

As soon as he entered the house, Mu Fengwan yelled loudly: "Ms. Ye, Mr. Mu, your precious son is back."

Hearing the voice, Mu Zheng took his eyes off the garlic in his hand, and raised his head to look at his precious son: "You're back, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired at all, Dad, what are we going to eat tonight?" Mu Fengwan likes to eat home food the most, mainly because his father's cooking is so delicious, as long as Ye Zhiqiu knows how to cook when he comes home , so as not to be disliked.

“Sauerkraut Fish, Tomato Soup, Kung Pao Chicken, Stir-Fried Asparagus.”

Ye Zhiqiu was tidying up the closet in the bedroom. Hearing the sound, he rushed to the living room with a feather duster: "Little brat, you still know how to come back? I thought you forgot that your mother's name is Ye Zhiqiu."

It has been more than a month since Mu Feng went home for the first time at night. The main reason is that the TV series is about to start, and many things have to be finished. I am a little busy, so I didn't go home much.

"How can it be, Mom, I'm calling you and playing videos every now and then. I'm just too busy during this time. Look, I'll be back as soon as I'm done." Mu Feng hugged Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder before night.

"Shaking what, shaking your old lady dizzy." Ye Zhiqiu said so, but still let his precious son shake: "Hurry up and help your father, Tiantian knows how to eat."

Mu Fengwan blinked aggrievedly at Ye Zhiqiu, knowing his father, and didn't ask if he was tired just after returning home.Knowing that the two of them have a good relationship, the son is there to show his affection, which is too much.

It's just that he didn't dare to say these words, because once he said them, he would eat more dog food, so he wouldn't have to eat tonight.

I don't know what method his father used to marry such a star chaser as his mother.

Mu Fengwan's parents met in their sophomore year. They got together after graduating from university, and got married in the fourth year after graduation.The two walked along the way, not only did the relationship not be diluted by time, but it was like boiling tea, the more it was boiled, the stronger it was.

Even Mu Fengwan's name is because Ye Qingqiu likes maple leaves very much, so Mu Zheng gave it to his son after he was born, Fenghewan in "Stop and sit in love with Fenglin Wan, frost leaves are as red as February flowers".Maple is a maple leaf, which represents fiery love; Wan also has a hidden meaning, and the pinyin of Wan means I love you (wan—woaini).

Giving a son a name is all about showing affection and spreading dog food. It is simply a model of a child being an accident.

Mu Fengwan said that his father is so handsome, he can be called the best of Dihua.

The TV show was broadcast at eight o'clock in the evening. After dinner, Mu Fengwan couldn't wait to sit on the sofa with his parents and watched the commercial for half an hour.

While watching the commercial, I also called Gu Xi to remind him to watch TV and listen to the theme song by the way.

Mu Fengwan was extremely excited. This was the first time in his life that he had completed the lyrics and music of a song by himself, and it could even become a music album.Although he has created many lyrics and music before, they are all completed in cooperation with others.

At eight o'clock, the TV series started on time, and as soon as the camera went dark, it entered the opening title, which was the theme song.

Hearing the familiar melody, Mu Fengwan jumped up from the sofa and pointed at the TV excitedly: "Mom and Dad, I wrote the lyrics and music of this song, isn't it nice?"

Seeing his son's embarrassing look, Ye Zhiqiu suppressed a smile and deliberately hit him: "What are you yelling for? Others don't have the same momentum as you when they release an album."

"Cut..." Mu Fengwan sat back on the sofa, pursed her mouth, "Comrade Xiaoye, can you give me some encouragement to encourage your son not to mark?"

"Okay, encouragement, encouragement." Ye Zhiqiu praised Mu Fengwan after finishing speaking, and rewarded him with a piece of seedless watermelon after the compliment.

Mu Fengwan was watching TV while eating watermelon. The opening song on TV hadn't finished yet. When he saw Chen Zhifeng displayed in the music column, he burst into a smile.

I introduced to my parents that this is their music director, he is a very nice person and has always taken care of himself.

Both husband and wife don't like to owe favors. Hearing what Mu Fengwan said, let him invite Chen Zhifeng to come to his house as a guest when he is free. It would be good to have a light meal.

The drama "Dust Valley Ling" was shot very well. Whether it is the plot or the acting skills of the actors, down to the exquisite costumes and props, the family of three sat quietly in front of the TV and watched the drama, especially the mother and son It was fascinating to watch.

Just watching the exciting part, the phone rang very abruptly.

Mu Fengwan stared at the TV without even turning it. He picked up the phone and connected it. Gu Xi's urgent voice came from the phone: "Mu Fengwan, you are not the songwriter of the theme song. What's the matter?"

After the TV series was broadcast, the digital album was also sold on the music software. This album was created by Mu Fengwan. As a best friend, Gu Xi naturally wanted to support it and buy dozens of copies.

Gu Xi first bought one and played it, then clicked into the lyrics, and found that the lyrics and music columns were not Mu Fengwan's name at all.

Hearing the news, Mu Fengwan was also taken aback for a moment, then went into the bedroom with his mobile phone: "No way, did you see other places?"

"It's really not you." At that time, Gu Xi also thought that he had read it wrong, but after reading it carefully many times, he was sure it wasn't: "It's Yin Chujue."

Gu Xi originally planned not to tell Mu Fengwan about this. The other party happily called him to watch TV an hour ago, so it must be unacceptable to suddenly become like this.But after thinking about it again, after a while, Mu Fengwan will know about it and see it on TV.

With a "bang", Mu Fengwan's phone slipped from his hands onto the wooden floor, and he still maintained the posture of answering the phone.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

The living room and the other end of the phone asked him what was wrong at the same time.

"It's okay, I accidentally dropped the phone on the floor." Mu Fengwan cleared his throat, replied towards the living room, then bent down to pick up the phone, and put it back to his ear: "Xiaoxi"

"I'm here, Brother Mu, you..." Gu Xi wanted to ask the other party if there was anything wrong, but felt that there was no need to ask, the answer was obvious.

Gu Xi usually wouldn't call Mu Fengwan brother. Although he was four months younger, he had a relatively calm personality and usually called each other by their full name. He would only call him brother when Mu Fengwan was angry or unhappy.

"It's okay, I'll look at it later, it's a small matter." Mu Fengwan tried his best to calm down the turmoil in his heart, and said a few more words to Gu Xi absent-mindedly.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Fengwan took his mobile phone and clicked into the music software, bought a digital album, played the theme song, and then clicked into the lyrics. The lyrics and music showed that it was not him, but Yin Chujue.

His eyes were still fixed on the phone screen, but his thoughts flew out of the sky, how could it be Brother Yin?How is this going?Did post-editing get it wrong?

With complicated emotions, Mu Fengwan went back to the living room to continue watching TV, but this matter seemed to have taken root in his mind, causing him to stop watching the TV series, and his mind was full of lyrics and music. The TV series is coming to an end.

Finally, when the first episode of the TV series was finished, and then came the ending song, Mu Fengwan stared at the TV screen without blinking. He felt that the editor made a mistake in the later stage, and wanted to confirm it on TV.

From the cast list to the music production list, it took more than a minute, Mu Fengwan seemed to have experienced it for several years.I was very nervous, so nervous that I was in a state of self-contradiction. I wanted to see the songwriter immediately, but I was afraid to see it.

The ending song was displayed a little too fast, and Mu Fengwan crossed it before he could see it clearly, so he had to press the replay button, and then paused.

Music Production: Pengcheng Media Music Studio

Producer: Chen Zhifeng

Composer: Yin Chujue

Lyricist: Yin Chujue

Composer: Yin Chujue

Music editors: Chen Zhifeng, Mu Fengwan

Piano: Mu Fengwan

……

After carefully reading the words on the TV screen more than a dozen times, Mu Fengwan's mood "down" fell to a trough. There was no other problem, only the lyrics and music became Yin Chujue.

It's the same on music albums, and it's the same on TV. It's impossible for such a big media company to make such low-level mistakes, so there must be something tricky about this matter.