The live broadcast ends.
Guo Qilin came out of the study and found Hehe watching cartoons with his aunt.
Quite happy, chatting from time to time.
With his sister here, he can rest assured, and he can only bother her to take care of her in the next few days. He needs to visit the project from time to time.
If the movie can explode at the box office, I will be closer to my mission goal.
I don’t dare to expect two movies to reach a box office of 10 billion. I at least hope that three or four movies can do it.
So now we need a starting bonus.
So August went by so fast.
In mid-August, Guo Qilin went to participate in "The Founding of the People's Republic of China" as announced. His role was not many, but it was a lot compared to others.
Played a character of the Kong family.
A period of filming was completed.
It's my daughter-in-law's birthday in August.
For her birthday, Guo Qilin racked his brains to think of what to give her.
As a rich woman, what could she lack?
More than ten years ago, she was a popular star, touring across the country. She was not poor in material terms, but the only thing she liked was singing.
When I thought of a song, I wrote a song for her on a whim and played it on the piano at home.
The style is relatively quiet and dismissive.
Very different from my wife's style.
But you can hear a very comfortable aesthetic feeling from inside.
"I never thought you could write a melody while filming?"
"Just because I'm busy, I haven't even written the lyrics."
Deng Ziqi is already very happy to hear the music written by her husband, because she has loved his creations from the beginning.
Speak immediately.
"It's okay. Leave the lyrics to me and I'll make up for it. I'll be satisfied. You know my strength."
"Understood. But it's not over yet."
"What?"
Suddenly, the door of the music room opened, and a little girl wearing a beautiful skirt and two pigtails tried her best to hold a large rose bouquet that could cover half of her body, and walked in carefully step by step.
After taking a few steps in, he let out a milky voice.
"Mom, birthday~Happy birthday~~"
Seeing his daughter struggling to hold the flower bouquet and even looking a little tired, Deng Ziqi, as a mother, had a bright smile on her face.
He He is their angel and gives surprises from time to time.
"Thank you baby."
"Dad said he would prepare delicious food for mom today."
"Really?" Deng Ziqi held the flower bouquet, "Hehe is also looking forward to eating delicious food, right?"
"Yeah."
The little girl was very honest and agreed.
"Okay, let dad prepare to cook. Mom wants to listen to the music dad wrote again."
Hehe left with his father.
I thought about helping my father when he was cooking. Even though I couldn't help much, I just watched with the dog.
Deng Ziqi put down his flower bouquets alone in the music room and slowly thought about how to write lyrics for this song.
When it comes to singing, I am always so happy and always so excited.
It's a pity that I thought about it for half an hour.
The sentences that can be definitely used are less than fifty words written down in the lyrics book.
Writing songs wouldn’t have been like this in the past.
She relied on inspiration to write and was very expressive, which is different today.
I racked my brains and couldn't write anything good.
Or maybe I want to do my best to match the melody my husband wrote, which is why I become so fussy about it.
A few more minutes passed.
Suddenly the door opened, and Guo Qilin looked at his wife, "That's it, don't think about it, it's time to eat. If you don't come here, He He will not be able to hold on anymore, and he will already be greedy for the shrimps he bought today.
Not to mention He He, your sister is just as greedy. I think her eyes are shining. ”
Turning his head, Deng Ziqi was happy to see her husband calling her while taking off his apron.
"What's so funny about you?" Guo Qilin wondered and laughed at the same time. Laughter is contagious.
"I always feel very happy."
"Who says it's not the case? I will prepare delicious food for you. Come and eat."
Today is his birthday. Guo Qilin made a special table.
There is everything delicious.
It’s like a mini New Year’s Eve.
There are no less than three or four hard dishes.
Needless to say about the rest of the dishes.
Full of color and fragrance.
Seeing the delicious food, Deng Ziqi felt happy. There is nothing happier than marrying a husband who is good at craftsmanship.
Because there is delicious food, I am really happy.
"Mom, it's time to eat~" He He couldn't wait and urged his mother.
"Eat, hurry up."
A birthday party was held by several members of the family.
Originally, Deng's mother wanted to come, but she was already in Xiangjiang and could not come. She could only spend time with her daughter through video.
It took a long time to eat a good meal. After finishing the meal, Deng Ziqi continued to write lyrics. This time she had too much inspiration.
There were just some phrases that I was still not sure about, so in the end I had to ask my husband to polish it and change some places, and then a nice song came out.
"Great. I decided this song will be called..."
Deng Ziqi paused for half a minute in the music room while holding the lyrics book and looking at her husband.
Guo Qilin stood beside her, looked at her and asked, "What is it called?"
"It's called "Slowly Falling in Love with You"!"
"Well, that's it."
"I can sing this song at the end of my concert in the future. It's so suitable."
"It's up to you."
Seeing his wife's smiling face, Guo Qilin couldn't help but pamper her.
After many years of marriage, she is still her, the same happy and sweet little girl, and time has not left any trace of change.
Maybe this is love.
It can maintain a person's mental age.
With her personality, who could imagine being the mother of a four-year-old child.
Especially when I think of the time when I came to look for myself in tears in the middle of the night.
“Next I’ll start recording demos to try out the feeling~~”
All recording equipment and musical instruments are properly adjusted.
Deng Ziqi recorded a song demo in the music room, and Guo Qilin accompanied him with other instruments.
“Books always write about the evening when I am overjoyed~
The bicycle riding and the conversation between him and her~
Boys love to see girls wearing white clothes~
…”
Sing along word by word.
Finish a song.
The couple sat together and listened to the sounds played on the computer.
Come down again.
Guo Qilin nodded. His wife's singing energy is very great and can burst out on the stage.
Because of this, most of the songs she writes are combined with pop rock.
"Slowly Falling in Love with You" is different.
A taste of slow time, with something new.
"No, I feel like it's not worthwhile for me to sing alone. I want to hear you sing it again."
The computer clicked to stop playing. Deng Ziqi was in a bad mood. He turned his head and saw a pair of beautiful eyes with a hint of begging.
"My daughter has imitated you all the time. Sometimes her eyes look exactly like yours. Okay, I'll sing it again."
"Do you want other instruments?"
"No, just the piano."
Leaving the computer, Guo Qilin moved to the piano and slowly sang the lyrics written by his wife, word for word.
"Just order whatever you like for dessert after dinner~
I'll let you sleep on the right side of the bed tonight~
I also want to go to the beach last time during this trip~
Sneakers and watches~
The socks and shirts have been ironed and put in the suitcase~
Waiting for you to wake up in the morning~
Slowly falling in love with you~
Get intimate slowly~"
……
Everyone has their own yearning and yearning for love. This lyrics is Deng Ziqi's yearning and yearning for love.
There is no need for a grand romance.
Every little bit of daily life is the greatest romance for her.
Because this is the most rare touch of tenderness in a busy life.
So when her husband slowly sang in a low voice, Deng Ziqi sat next to him, feeling tingling in his heart.
Love only becomes more and more precious as time accumulates.
"Husband, you understand me and what I want to express." Deng Ziqi said proudly.
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"It's as if we just met each other. The child is four years old."
"Then how soon will you publish?"
"What should I publish? You publish it, you sing it, let them listen to a different love song Deng Ziqi, leave it to you."
When it comes to music, Guo Qilin relies purely on his wife's guidance. Without his wife's guidance, he would not consider music.
The song was written for her, and it would be just as good if she sang it.
Deng Ziqi was not too polite to her husband. Knowing that he was busy with movies, he smiled and made a phone call to someone in the studio to make an appointment for recording and production.
I really want to see its final effect.
By the way, I would like to mention on Weibo that there will be new songs coming out in the future.
When they learned there was a new song, fans immediately came over to watch it. When they found out that the song was written by Guo Qilin alone.
The anticipation is overwhelming.
At the same time, I felt quite dissatisfied.
Guo Qilin didn't respond much when he usually urged songs and albums. In order to make his wife happy, the good guy decisively wrote a song.
There is no such thing as spreading dog food.
The song is settled.
The couple came out together to take a breath, and their expressions changed one after another when they came out.
The meal was eaten and the cake was eaten.
The rest is left to my daughter and sister to slowly kill off.
As a result, my daughter almost changed her appearance while sitting at the table.
The cake on his face is eaten like a little cat.
Both sides of the face, the tip of the nose, and the chin are all there.
I saw my parents coming out, looking at them with curious eyes as if they didn't know.
"Why is our daughter so greedy? She is almost turning into a tabby cat." Deng Ziqi smiled bitterly.
"There is no way, who asked us to give birth to her? What we look like, she looks like."
"Are we so greedy?"
"I made a video call before, and I was so greedy that I almost felt aggrieved. Anyway, I didn't know who it was."
Deng Ziqi couldn't hold himself any longer and burst into laughter.
Looking at my daughter's colorful face, I realized that she was just following them.
One night.
The family went over happily.
After that, Guo Qilin returned to focusing on movies.
It took half a month to set up the scene before it looked like it.
Come September.
It's ready to start filming, and companies are starting to promote their movies.
Then do as promised.
Guo Qilin took a plane alone to pick up his little actress Yang Enyou in Chengdu.
They have started school in September.
But for the sake of her own role, she had to ask for leave to attend the opening ceremony and kick her out of her role.
After she passed by, I found out through the phone that she was in school, so I went with her grandmother to pick her up from school on Friday.
Her school is not a prestigious school, but a simple public school. No one disturbs her daily life because of her reputation as an actress.
"Does she still like to eat braised pork ribs?"
"Yes, I still like to eat."
Four years later, Guo Qilin is not sure whether she is still the carefree and restless girl she was when she was seven or eight years old.
When I was filming, I always missed my grandma’s braised pork ribs.
Sometimes I cry when I want to eat.
Children are still children. Not only do they want to eat well, but they also want to be with grandma all the time.
Jingle bell bell~~
A rapid bell rang.
The campus, which had been so quiet that it seemed dead, became active again at this moment.
One after another, students of about the same size walked out of the classroom and out of school with smiling faces and schoolbags on their backs.
It's Friday, and the students have been looking forward to it since Monday.
After a while, a familiar figure appeared.
Her appearance made Guo Qilin's eyes wide open.
Beautiful for sure.
I just didn't expect that at only eleven or twelve years old, the little girl was much taller than the seven or eight-year-old girl. I never paid attention to it in the previous video.
The bald figure is definitely taller than 1.5 meters, maybe closer to 1.6 meters.
Not much worse than my own wife.
Coming out with his schoolbag on his back, Yang Enyou saw his grandmother and brother Dalin and immediately started running.
When I ran in, I realized that Brother Dalin was looking at me straightly.
Inexplicable.
"What's wrong?"
"You grow up too fast."
"Hey, I figured it out, there are girls much taller than me in our class."
Guo Qilin wanted to laugh, but he was taller, and his mentality and appearance were still that of a child.
Does not affect your own shooting.
"Let's go, we'll go to a restaurant for dinner later, and we'll go to Yanjing tomorrow."
"Is grandma coming with you?" Yang Enyou has been brought up by her grandma and has a deep relationship with her.
"Of course, let's go have fun together. You can go to Tiananmen Square with grandma."
The old man next to me seemed very happy when I heard about Tiananmen Square.
The older generation has always had a special liking for Tiananmen.
It’s a good idea to go and have a look.
"That's great, but brother Dalin will accompany me to buy some stationery first."
"Let's go."
Carrying his schoolbag, Yang Enyou skillfully grabbed Brother Dalin's arm and walked to a stationery store that he thought was good.
Few people recognized them on the way there.
This is just a small town, and most of the people coming and going are elderly. Only when they meet young people will they occasionally stop to ask if the person wearing a mask is the familiar Guo Qilin.
On the way to the stationery store, Guo Qilin discovered that there were many food stalls, and the area was filled with students who had just finished school.
He couldn't help but remind him of his junior high school days.
But in my junior high school, let alone buying things like them, I didn't even have the courage to ask for pocket money.
Education with small setbacks will make people fear their parents, so it is impossible to take the initiative to ask for pocket money.
When I came to the stationery store, there were also many students inside.
They buy things they like in twos and threes, with girls the most likely to do so.
"Brother Dalin, what do you think of this notebook? Does it look good?"
“Good-looking.”
"What about this? A blue pencil case with many stars painted on it."
"Not bad."
With Guo Qilin by his side, he could experience the scene of taking his daughter to buy stationery. Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to appreciate whether it looked good or not, so he could only answer reluctantly.
After all, the student days have passed.
At the end of the selection, Yang Enyou used his own pocket money to pay the bill, even if brother Dalin wanted to pay the bill, he was unwilling.
After walking out of the stationery store, Guo Qilin complained.
"Study hard in the future, don't imitate me. Now I understand that reading is much more important than cross talk."
Yang Enyou was still naughty and smiled, "Well, I will definitely finish nine years of compulsory education."
"It's not enough to complete nine years of compulsory education. Try to go to university." (End of Chapter)