Chapter 1510 Sparks Fly (Thanks to Guo Datui)

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In the morning on the Pacific Ocean, it was shrouded in layers of fog. On the sea level, wisps of soft light shot from the clouds to the sky. The Quicksilver lay quietly in the sea, and everything seemed so peaceful and mysterious.

Looking at the boundless sea, Taylor, who was tightly wrapped in a thick nightgown, stood quietly on the deck of the third floor, letting the sea breeze blow wantonly, messing up his hair and thoughts. Lie down on the cold fence, waiting for the scattered thoughts to be sorted out slowly.

She is a bit cautious. Although Andy's arms are very warm, she still slept a little restlessly last night. She woke up early in the morning. Record your inspiration.

However, after only writing a short piece of lyrics, the inspiration disappeared, which made her very depressed. She hoped that the sea breeze could straighten out her scattered thoughts.

"Ok?"

Some slightly cold sea breeze blows into the bedroom of the cabin, and Andy, whose arms are outside the quilt, feels a bit of chill. He hums lightly, opens his sleepy eyes, sees that the beauty around him is gone, and can't help frowning slightly, and sits up.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, Andy saw the figure standing quietly on the deck, shrouded in mist. Andy lifted the quilt, picked up the nightgown on the side, put on a tight belt, opened the door and went out, embracing him from behind. Live Taylor.

"Good morning, dear."

"Good morning, didn't sleep well? Let's go back to the house, the sea breeze is too strong in the morning, the temperature is low, don't catch cold..."

What a coincidence to kiss Taylor who turned back and smiled!

Hearing Andy's light cough, he narrowed his foxy eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, put his arms around Andy's neck, raised his eyebrows and said with a charming smile, "How is it?"

"Very good, but you don't have to arrange me like this, just like me being a big liar who deceived an ignorant girl..."

"Hmph! You're a big liar!" Taylor said coquettishly, pinching Andy's nose.

"Okay, okay, I'm a big liar." Andy smiled helplessly, then picked up a pen and stroked a few sentences, and said: "These few sentences are the chorus of this song..."

As he said that, under the gaze of Taylor, who opened his mouth wide and his eyes were full of surprise and astonishment, Andy took a pen and began to write on the back.

"Through your fingers through your hair,

Watching the lights go out.

Let your beautiful eyes look at me,

That's enough to satisfy me.

lead me up the stairs,

Will you whisper softly in my ear?

I'm completely captured by you,

Like a fireworks show. . . "

"God" Taylor stared at the lyrics with bright eyes, read out every sentence, and closed her mouth in surprise and joy. Looking at her signature big red chun, Andy couldn't help but chuckle.

"Bobo"

Tyler hugged Andy's cheek and kissed twice, happily exclaiming: "Oh my god, it's so great, yes, that's it, the feelings of the two of you, yes, my dear, this is what I want !"

Andy looked at the happy Taylor with a bright smile on his face, but there was a sneer in his heart. Could it be what you want? This is what you wrote, Nima, I didn’t know that bastard in my previous life made you write this kind of lyrics. Fortunately, I started early, raised them early, and took care of them intact, tsk tsk, youth is invincible or something It was delicious!

"Where is the tune? What tune are you using..." Taylor had already started to frown and pull his hair. He broke away from Andy's arms and ran downstairs barefoot. Soon he saw Taylor holding a banjo He ran up, sat on the sofa and began to pluck the strings casually.

Andy just shook his head and laughed, and didn't bother her. After all, people who are caught in the creative process hate being interrupted, and the fleeting inspiration will dissipate. Andy doesn't want to show her the song directly. Don't look at it. Taylor is usually a bit out of the ordinary, acting a little exaggerated and cute, but in music creation, he is very proud, like a proud peacock.

Creating something from scratch is a joy, and Andy doesn't want to deprive her of this joy. Well, if she really can't find inspiration, Andy will naturally give her a little hint, but the familiar banjo sounds, The corners of Andy's mouth twitched a few times as he was still thinking about preparing to pretend to be 13 for a while. He really is a creative queen. Although there are some differences with the tune in the album, it is still very close.

Seeing her concentrating on tuning and singing the lyrics, and frowning, Andy knew that he had nothing to do here, leaving time and space for Taylor, and he walked into the bathroom, gently Close the door and start washing.

"Okay, my dear, let's put it on for a while, it's time to have breakfast, I found the main theme, just extend it slowly."

Looking at Taylor who wrote a short piece of music with a pen, then played it on the banjo, thought about it and revised it, Andy walked to her and sat down and said.

"There's no rush to eat...I'll play and sing first, how about you listen to it?" Taylor said and started playing and singing.

Andy nodded his head gently following the rhythm, beat the beat, and frowned slightly from time to time. After playing one time, Andy pondered for a while and smiled under Taylor's expectant eyes: "It's a very good song, try to use f big Tune, do it again at 116 beats."

Taylor was taken aback for a moment, then frowned slightly, picked up a pen and redacted a few places on the music score, and then played again, with Andy beating the beat as Taylor sang.

"Up an octave..."

"Here an octave down"

Following Andy's guidance, Taylor did not question Andy. After all, Andy's creative talent was verified by the Grammy Awards, and he took a pen to mark the points pointed out by Andy.

"Sing it again!" Taylor continued to play again.

I have to say that Taylor's singing skills are still very good. The vocals span two octaves and can be easily converted. This time, it is very close to the original tune of the previous life. For a good song, although it does not rule out all synthesis during creation, post-processing is equally important.

"Okay, it's a very beautiful song, and it's enough to be the title song of the third major!" Andy was very satisfied with the effect. Hearing Taylor's live singing, participating in and guiding the whole creative process, Andy was also very happy.

"Thank you, honey!" Taylor smiled happily and kissed Andy on the mouth. She also likes this song very much, especially because it is very meaningful. Created together, the heart has been filled with sweetness.

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