My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1290 Fireworks Fade Easily (Part Two)

Last year.

Her husband gave Xu Lun a song called "Seven Mile Fragrance" and a song called "Sunny Day". At the time, the way these songs were written also followed the style of prose poems.

But this year... even though she hasn't finished reading it yet, Jiang Yiren clearly felt that the lyrics of "Fireworks Fade Easily" in her hand were more profound than the two songs from last year.

It also seems to imply the creation of another song genre.

Just a few words.

It is full of ancient charm and style.

Continuing on, you come to the lines: "The rain falls in torrents, the old hometown is overgrown with weeds, I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city, the sound of shepherd's flutes on the outskirts of the city falls on that wild village..."

The imagery seemed to materialize at that moment.

As for "the rain falling in torrents," Jiang Yiren remembers the rain falling in torrents during the Qingming Festival, but she never expected her husband to use it here. "The rain falls in torrents, the old hometown is overgrown with grass and trees." These lyrics have already deviated from the scope of traditional lyrics.

After watching the song "Fireworks Fade Easily," Jiang Yiren looked at her husband. She wanted to say that she could sing this song too, but hesitated for a moment and didn't say it.

Because as soon as she opened her mouth, Mr. Zhang would inevitably say, "Send the songs I gave you first." After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yiren stopped worrying about it. Xu Lun was, after all, a singer under the studio. If he became a big star, her studio could also make a lot of money.

If she sings, her career might improve further, but she's only taking on a small number of jobs right now. No matter how famous she is, she won't earn money if she doesn't go out to work.

Xu Lun is different. As a signed artist of the studio, the more famous he is, the busier he is, and the busier he is, the more money he can make for his studio.

Now.

Jiang Yiren finally realized that her husband hadn't shown any interest in Xiao Yan's contract, which still had two years left, but instead favored Xu Lun, mainly because he wanted to make Xu Lun a star.

Especially since this is not a difficult thing for them.

She picked up the lyrics to a song called "Red Dust Inn" and read them. After finishing, Jiang Yiren put the lyrics down, hugged her son, and turned to leave. From the two songs she read that night, Jiang Yiren knew that her husband had already figured out a new way of writing lyrics, and what's more, he had succeeded.

Li Ran is a gifted girl.

Her master was no different.

Last year, "Seven Mile Fragrance" and "Sunny Day" were not explored in depth, but this year they were able to write in such an ancient and elegant style.

"The eaves and window lattice reflect the tree branches, where we sit on the ground, drinking tea together."

This single sentence not only highlights the atmosphere of the occasion, but the following sentence also reveals the scholar's refined taste.

The lyrics seem simple, just words rearranged and recombined, but even with such combinations, she hasn't been able to create a single song in all her years in the industry.

Mr. Zhang's big head...it's truly enviable.

If Mr. Zhang usually enjoys reading classical Chinese poetry and wrote these two songs tonight, Jiang Yiren could maintain a calm attitude. However, she has never seen her husband read them during the long time she has been at home.

This is... talent is something that others find utterly unfair.

Lying back in bed, Jiang Yiren looked at her eldest son, who was still awake in her arms, and asked softly, "Son, tell your mother, what talent did you inherit from your father...?"

Before the words were finished, Mr. Zhang's laughter rang out, saying, "Gambling, beating wives."

"roll"

Jiang Yiren laughed and scolded him, then ignored her husband and stared expectantly at her son, saying, "Jiang Ziyi, say something! Tell your mother that we don't have the talent for studying, nor the talent for playing the piano, but writing lyrics is fine too!"

He saw his eldest son yawn.

Jiang Yiren gave a wry smile, turned around and laid him flat on the bed. Then, she said to her husband, "The lyrics to 'Fireworks Fade Easily' are very well written."

"It's really good."

Zhang You nodded in agreement.

"..." Jiang Yiren stopped talking.

Xiao Zishan must have inherited this trait from her father.

However, compared to Xiao Zishan's high-profile behavior without any real talent, Mr. Zhang is indeed talented. Even now, some lyrics from the song "Fireworks Fade Easily" are still in her mind, such as "The mottled city gate, with old tree roots, and the echoing words on the stone slab are 'waiting again'."

With the release of these two songs, Jiang Yiren believes that Xu Lun's career will inevitably enter a fast track, and he may well establish his status as a newcomer king based on these two songs alone.

Regarding the lyrics written by Vincent Fang... it's not just "Fireworks Fade Easily" and "Red Dust Inn"; many of his lyrics are incredibly brilliant. "Blue and White Porcelain" is a masterpiece, and there's also "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales," which directly combines history, culture, and emotions. The lyrics are still so well-structured and coherent, truly amazing.

You can't argue with that.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Yiren stopped taking Xiao Zishan and Li Ran to the recording and let her husband take them instead. The main reason was that if he went, he could personally represent the foreigners from the international television station.

He wasn't satisfied with what others said.

After her husband took the two excited girls out, Jiang Yiren first went up to the sunroom on the third floor to check on the potted plants. Seeing that there were no problems, she then carried her son downstairs.

Soon after, the fitness coach arrived, and Jiang Yiren began exercising under the coach's guidance.

Around 10:30, Han Hui and Wang Yu, who was with Xiao Lanlan, also came over. Han Hui asked, "How's the negotiation for the production rights of 'The Voice' going?! Didn't you say it was already worth 33 million?!"

"Um"

Jiang Yiren nodded, then said, "But my husband didn't agree."

"Insatiable greed"

Han Hui commented, "Aren't you afraid of scaring people away?"

"They won't be scared away"

Wang Yu offered a different opinion, saying, "We don't know how much money 'Special Voice' made overseas, but other foreign TV stations certainly do. So, since they're here, their starting price is definitely much higher than we expected, since they'll be making US dollars from producing it themselves."

"Where is Xu Qingya!?"

Seeing that Wang Yu said so, Jiang Yiren felt a little relieved and then asked.

"Still sleeping!"

Wang Yu smiled wryly, "My Qingya has a job and she can endure hardship, getting up early every day. But if she doesn't have a job, she's like a pig. As for sleeping, sleeping more is a blessing when you're young, but when you get to our age, sleeping more is torture."

While chatting with Jiang Yiren in the gym on the first floor, Wang Yu noticed that Xiao Lanlan was quite interested in the exercise equipment, so she taught her how to play with it. However, the little girl couldn't even pull the lightest piece, and she stopped playing with it after a while.

After Jiang Yiren finished her workout and the fitness instructor said goodbye and left, the group went to the living room on the second floor of Jiang Yiren's house.

What are you doing in someone's study?!

Seeing Wang Yu go upstairs and head straight for Jiang Yi's study, Han Hui couldn't help but speak up.

I'll find two sheets of paper for my daughter to write on.

Wang Yu's voice came through, saying, "Don't treat me like a thief. If I really wanted to steal... I'd definitely steal your husband."

"Then you'd better hurry up, or I'll look down on you."

Han Hui smiled.

After waiting for a while, Han Hui did not hear Wang Yu's voice. Just as she was wondering, a cry of "Holy crap!" came from inside.

Then came the comment, "These lyrics... damn, they're awesome, absolutely amazing."

(End of this chapter)