Chapter 229 Sick
Since the previous two group variety shows were broadcast, Fang Langxing and his friends became popular again, mainly because they were so funny and the number of views directly exceeded 100 million.
After filming the group variety show, Fang Langxing and his friends are preparing for their return with a new album. The title song is still written by Fang Langxing, but there are shadows of other people in the included songs.
Lin Jingmo and Ruan Tianxi each completed a song. For these two songs, the two of them worked day and night without sleep. Fang Langxing was shocked when they saw it.
In fact, all the members have learned to write songs, but the styles of others either don’t match this album or they just can’t make it, so they can only keep working hard.
"Look, don't you guys also stay up late to write songs? And you're still blaming me." Looking at the members whose heads were about to bury themselves in their breakfast bowls, Fang Langxing complained mercilessly.
"Ah? Brother Lang, what did you say?" Ruan Tianxi didn't hear clearly what Fang Langxing said just now. He seemed to have suddenly fallen asleep.
Fang Langxing shook his head: "Okay, finish breakfast and go back to rest. Fortunately, there is no work today, otherwise what would you do?"
"Writing songs is so difficult!" Yun Zhao leaned on Fang Langxing like a boneless person and said with a sad face.
Fang Langxing certainly knew why Yun Zhao was like this. Liu Xu had rejected his song five times, destroying all of Yun Zhao's self-confidence.
"Oh, everyone goes from not knowing to knowing, right? Zhao Zhao, you are so smart, you will pass it quickly." Fang Langxing touched Yun Zhao's hair and said with a smile.
"Lang'er, you are really amazing." Mu Liunian praised sincerely. Although he originally thought that Fang Langxing was amazing, after he started writing songs, he realized that his previous understanding was really too shallow.
Fang Langxing looked at the others nodding their heads and said jokingly, "Hey, hey, hey, it shouldn't be that serious."
"Sincerely." Mu Tianya followed.
Fang Langxing recently submitted all the required songs. After they were approved, he really had nothing else to do, so he just followed the other members and watched them write songs.
"Brother Lang, can you teach us?" Zuo Chi looked at Fang Langxing with anticipation.
"Well, Zuo Zuo, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's mainly because my method may not be suitable for you..." Fang Langxing was a little hesitant and a little shy. His method of writing songs sounded a little bit childish when he spoke it out.
Zuo Chi didn't understand what Fang Langxing meant. He had never seen Fang Langxing write a song. He tilted his head and said, "It's okay. Just tell me. I'll see if I can understand you."
Well then, Fang Langxing blushed silently, hoping that everyone would know his songwriting method and not laugh at him, otherwise he would really embarrass himself to death.
When they heard that Fang Langxing was going to teach Zuo Chi how to write songs, the members who were scattered in various corners of the house ran out one after another, some even holding a notebook, as if they were students who were going to attend a class.
Why are there more and more people? Fang Langxing was crying in his heart, and he felt like he was going to burn.
But looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Fang Langxing couldn't say anything to disappoint them, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "The most important thing in songwriting is inspiration."
"Yeah, and then what?" Ruan Tianxi nodded and answered seriously.
"Inspiration comes from many sources, such as daily life, books, movies, or beautiful scenery," Fang Langxing continued.
"Yes, that's it." Zuo Chi slumped his shoulders in frustration: "I just don't know what to write."
"Lang'er, where do your inspirations come from?" Lin Jingmo looked at Fang Langxing curiously. Although they often saw Fang Langxing writing songs, they never asked about these things because they didn't want to disturb him.
Here it comes, finally here, finally asked this question. Fang Langxing was startled and a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Mu Tianya looked at Fang Langxing. He didn't know why Fang Langxing's expression seemed a little difficult to express.
"Is it not convenient to say? Then we won't ask." Hua Xinyi thought Fang Langxing had something to hide, so she said considerately.
"Ah, no, no!" Fang Langxing waved his hands quickly: "My inspiration comes from dreams and fantasies. I will put myself in the position of the protagonist."
Ah, I said it. Fang Langxing felt relieved. He lowered his head and looked at the small piece of floor in front of his feet, not daring to look at other people's expressions.
"Is that so? That's a good idea." Duan Hanyun touched his chin thoughtfully.
This reaction was somewhat different from what Fang Langxing had imagined. He looked up at the expressions of others, and no one seemed to be making fun of him.
"This method is very useful? Lang'er, is there anything you dare not say?" Lin Jingmo looked at Fang Langxing in confusion.
Fang Langxing said guiltily: "I'm just afraid that you will laugh at me. After all, imagining that I'm the protagonist is a bit childish, isn't it?"
"Who laughed at you?!" Mu Tianya didn't hear the second half of his sentence, but only the first half. He stood up suddenly and was about to help Fang Langxing to fight for justice.
Fang Langxing quickly pulled him back: "No one is laughing at me, I just think I'm a little childish."
"What are you talking about!" Yun Zhao looked at Fang Langxing disapprovingly: "How is this childish? I didn't know that Brother Lang's spiritual world was so rich and colorful!"
"Really?" Fang Langxing scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.
"Of course." Lin Jingmo and the others nodded vigorously.
Ever since Fang Langxing gave them lessons, Lin Jingmo and the others have made much smoother progress. Even the three younger ones are no longer so worried.
It was on this day that Fang Langxing got up in the middle of the night to drink water. When he passed by the living room, he vaguely saw a figure on the sofa, but he didn't know who it was.
How can you sleep here? Will you catch a cold? There was only a dim light in the living room, which could only illuminate a small area on the coffee table. Fang Langxing frowned and walked over.
You're still talking about me, aren't you the same? How hurtful to the eyes! Fang Langxing took a closer look and saw that the person leaning on the sofa was their youngest brother, Ruan Tianxi.
Fang Langxing thought that it would be better not to wake up Ruan Tianxi and just carry him back to the room himself. Thinking this way, he decided to do so.
However, as soon as his hand touched Ruan Tianxi's skin, Fang Langxing felt something was wrong. The touch of his hand was scorching hot, which made Fang Langxing shudder.
"Tianxi?!" Fang Langxing called Ruan Tianxi's name and reached out to touch Ruan Tianxi's forehead.
Ruan Tianxi didn't react. I don't know if he was confused due to the fever. He didn't even open his eyes.
"It's so hot, no, I have to go to the hospital." Fang Langxing muttered to himself, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't drive. He looked at the room upstairs hesitantly, and rushed upstairs.
"Brother Mo? Brother Mo, wake up!" Fang Langxing ran into Lin Jingmo's room in the dark and called out softly, trying not to disturb Mu Tianya who shared the room with him.
"What's wrong?" He woke up as soon as Fang Langxing's hand touched Lin Jingmo's arm. When he saw that it was Fang Langxing calling him, he suddenly woke up.
"Tianxi has a fever, and the temperature is very high. He needs to go to the hospital." Fang Langxing tried to explain things as concisely as possible so that Lin Jingmo could understand quickly.
"What?!" Lin Jingmo was startled. He stood up suddenly and pulled Fang Langxing out.
The two of them didn't make much noise, but the others were paying special attention to Fang Langxing's voice. Mu Tianya also woke up, and without knowing what had happened, he ran out.
"Brother? Where is Tianxi? Why isn't he in the room?" Yun Zhao, who lived next door to Lin Jingmo and the others, was also woken up. He rubbed his eyes and came out, looking at his three brothers in confusion.
Fang Langxing touched Yun Zhao's head and said gently, "It's okay, go back to sleep."
Yun Zhao was keenly aware of the unusualness in Fang Langxing and Lin Jingmo's serious expressions, and he also became nervous: "What's wrong? What happened to Tianxi?"
"Tianxi has a fever, let's send him to the hospital." Lin Jingmo realized that he couldn't hide it from Yun Zhao. If he didn't tell him, he was afraid that Yun Zhao would think too much, so he explained.
"Have a fever? I'll go too." Yun Zhao hurriedly followed him out.
"No, don't you have work tomorrow?" Fang Langxing quickly stopped him. Yun Zhao had a scheduled show to shoot tomorrow, so he couldn't be in a bad state. "We are here, the brothers will accompany Tianxi. Go back and have a good sleep, and Tianxi will be fine tomorrow."
Although Yun Zhao was anxious, they would only waste time if they lingered here, so he could only suppress his worry and nodded: "Okay, go ahead."
Mu Tianya was also fully awake at this time. He ran downstairs and carried Ruan Tianxi on his back. He was shocked by the temperature of his body: "Why is this child so feverish?"
Fang Langxing covered Ruan Tianxi with a large coat: "I don't know. I found him when I came out to drink water. If I hadn't come out..."
Lin Jingmo and the other three knew what he hadn't finished saying. Ruan Tianxi might lie on the sofa all night, and his condition might be delayed.
"Let's go." Lin Jingmo quickened his pace.
Mu Tianya and Fang Langxing hurried to catch up. In the dark night, a beam of car lights gradually faded away.