Ling Momo quickly took it, said "thank you" again, then turned and left.
Just after leaving the hospital, Ling Momo's cell phone rang. She looked at the number and saw that it was Li Qingshen. She quickly answered, "Teacher."
"What's the matter on the phone?" Li Qingshen's voice came faintly from the other side of the phone.
Ling Momo hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Teacher, where are you now?"
"Villa." Following Li Qingshen's reply, Ling Momo heard the sound of something falling to the ground. Just as Ling Momo was about to speak, the call was suddenly cut off.
Ling Momo frowned, and when she called, the phone informed that it was turned off.
Feeling vaguely uneasy in my heart, I quickly stopped the car and rushed to Li Qingshen's villa.
When Ling Momo arrived, Li Qingshen was sleeping on the sofa in the music room on the third floor, her face a little pale.
Ling Momo stretched out her hand and gently touched Li Qingshen's forehead. It was a little hot. She bit her lower lip. Just as she was hesitating whether to call the doctor, Li Qingshen suddenly opened her eyes.
The man's eyes were particularly deep, staring straight at Ling Momo. Ling Momo was so frightened that her fingers trembled, and her fingertips gently touched the man's forehead.
Li Qingshen frowned slightly, Ling Momo quickly retracted her fingers and took two steps back in embarrassment.
Li Qingshen lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes fell on her white hand that had just touched her forehead, and her eyes became a little warm.
The music room is very quiet.
Ling Momo bit her lower lip, quickly took out the packet of medicine the nurse gave her from her bag, and handed it to Li Qingshen with both hands: "Teacher, I went to the hospital, but when I arrived, the teacher happened to be discharged from the hospital.
, I met the nurse and asked me to bring the medicine back to take with you."
Li Qingshen stared at the bag of medicine, frowned slightly, then nodded, turned his head calmly, took out a stack of paper from the table, and handed it to Ling Momo.
Ling Momo took it with both hands respectfully and took a curious look. It was neatly filled with music scores. Ling Momo raised her head suspiciously and looked at Li Qingshen.
These sheet music looks like new music. If Li Qingshen gave her these, they couldn't be...
"This is the style I selected for you and some already prepared songs from the new album. Take a good look at it." Li Qingshen paused and then said, "If you don't understand anything, you can bring it to me.
ask me."
It turned out to be the same as her guess, it was a song from her new album. However, Ling Momo had a more curious question, so she asked tactfully: "Teacher, did you make these songs?"
Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo and nodded.
Ling Momo was secretly excited in her heart. The music composed by Shinhwa... could she not be excited?
Li Qingshen kept looking at Ling Momo, and when he saw the excitement flashing in the girl's eyes, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, while his face remained as calm as water: "These songs don't have lyrics, you try
I write the lyrics myself. There are also some songs that I haven’t finished yet, but I’ve written down the specific styles and meanings for you. You can try to make them yourself. When you’re done, you can bring them to me and I’ll make adjustments.”
"Write lyrics? Compose music?" Ling Momo's original joy suddenly froze. It's not that she doesn't know how to do it, but she may not be able to do her best. And it's her first album. What if she messes up?
