Chapter One of the Night

  Chapter 5 Heartbroken

  No one expected Xu Zhenghua to sing.

   Obviously this song is already very familiar in his heart, to the point where he can sing it at any time.

   It may not be true that it was written for An Xiaojing at the beginning of the freshman year, but it has been written for a long time, but it should be no problem.

   Li Yuquan was stunned for a moment, so he had to shut his mouth and listen with everyone.

  An Xiaojing even opened her eyes slightly and listened carefully.

   "I deliberately turned a blind eye,

   You have her hair on your coat,

   She should listen to you very much,

   She should follow your footsteps,

  Stay at home obediently,

   quietly guarding the phone.

  …”

   It should be said that Xu Zhenghua's vocal condition is indeed quite good, and he can be favored by his manager Guan Yulan and signed by a record company. He sings this song with obvious emotions.

   And what's especially rare is that this melody sounds like it's really okay.

   is very pop, but it sounds good.

   feels very mature, not a semi-finished product for practicing creation.

   "I have cut my hair short,

   cut off the care,

   Cut the branches that are not loved in one place,

   long and short, short and long,

   is struggling inch by inch.

   I have cut my hair short,

   cut the punishment,

   cut through my embarrassment,

   repeatedly, clearly,

   cut in two,

  Your love words, your lies. "

  An Xiaojing lightly clenched her fist excitedly.

   These two paragraphs... This is a really mature work!

   It feels like you have already made an accompaniment and you can record it at any time.

   And...the melody of this chorus is so catchy!

  Although she has not made any achievements worth boasting about in music, An Xiaojing is still very confident in her ability to appreciate and judge music.

   Whether a song is good or bad, she is confident that she can still hear it.

   Just listening and listening, she couldn't help blinking her eyes.

   These lyrics... It's clearly written from the perspective of a girl. Could this be a song written for me?

   But she quickly realized - that's right, it's just not a love song.

   is also not right, it's a love song, but it's not a love song for a boy to a girl as he said just now. On the contrary, the girl is complaining about the passing of love.

   But think about it the other way around, isn’t that how art creators should think?

   Divergence at any time, a thousand years.

   Maybe he really saw a girl with short hair before, and as soon as he thought about it, a spark of inspiration burst forth directly, so a beautiful and sad love story was born.

   Then, with the help of the girl's tone, he made a summary of the relationship.

  Er...that's how it should be, right?

   He didn't say it was a love song for himself, he just said he liked his hairstyle...

   blinked and looked at him.

   sings so emotionally.

   I really didn't expect it, he said he could write songs, and he also wrote songs for himself, which is really not bragging.

  With such works, he can really be called a creator.

  Compared with this work, what Pang Yongxi, Li Yuquan and others tried to write to them before were indeed too jerky and immature.

   Judgment.

   Although it seems to be a little simpler in structure, this is not a disadvantage for pop songs.

   It’s a really heartwarming piece of work!

  …

   A very wonderful feeling.

  I don't know whether others were moved or not, but when he sang the first sentence, Xu Zhenghua suddenly felt that he was moved first.

   Something seems to flow in my mind.

  It should be a song stored in the depths of his memory. As he opened his head, it flowed out so slowly, as if the sun was basking in the sunset, and it seemed to be plated with a layer of gold by some force...

  Unconsciously, those long-dead melodies gradually became clearer and clearer.

   is so clear... I even heard the original accompaniment.

   It was as if there really was a Walkman playing in the back of my mind.

   This feeling...it's amazing.

After singing   , he froze in place, thinking about it for a few seconds.

   "Wow! Xu Zhenghua, you are amazing, this song is very good! Anyway, I think it sounds good! Xiaojing?"

   Unexpectedly, Yuan Wei was the most excited and the first to speak. She put her arms around An Xiaojing's shoulder and shook it slightly, her face full of excitement, and asked, "What do you think?"

   Not to mention that everyone is a professional learner of music, even ordinary people actually have the most basic appreciation ability - to appreciate pop songs, the aesthetic level of most people is sufficient.

   Otherwise, it would not be popular. It is always a good song.

  Especially before the arrival of the so-called Internet traffic era, before the audience was always brainwashed by capital with simple melodies, the public's aesthetics were actually very high.

  An Xiaojing was shaken, but her eyes were always on Xu Zhenghua.

shining.

   It wasn't until Xu Zhenghua looked over and the two eyes met that she suddenly turned her eyes away.

   His eyes seemed to have the meaning of inquiry, as if he was also asking himself how he felt, but at the same time, he felt that he was not really looking forward to his answer—that look, that demeanor, was clearly very proud.

   obviously has full confidence in his own work.

   But he… does have pride.

   is a very nice pop song.

   But An Xiaojing still turned her head to look at Pang Yongxi, and even took a moment to glance at Li Yuquan.

   Seeing that Li Yuquan's face was a little ugly, she didn't seem to want to speak, so she finally looked at her cousin Pang Yongxi and asked, "Xiaoxi, what do you think?"

  Pang Yongxi was thinking about it with a serious look. After a while, he raised his head, but he ignored An Xiaojing and looked at Xu Zhenghua, "Have you ever written a symphony? Fragments and drafts are fine, can you communicate?"

   "Uh... not written."

Pang Yongxi suddenly showed a look of regret, but quickly said seriously: "I think you can try to write a symphony, which is much more interesting than pop music. That will be more subtle, more complicated, and more grand, you know? It's very fun! When you have an idea, call me anytime, and we can talk."

Suddenly he said: "By the way, shouldn't your piano department teach this? There are some basic teaching materials for symphony writing, all of which are the basic knowledge of symphony. I have it there, and some of my own collection, published abroad. Photocopied manuscripts of some great composers, if you want to see them, find me anytime, and I will send them to you!"

   "Don't worry, it's easy to get started."

"for you."

   A group of people were stunned and listened to him alone.

   He even took out a black man about the size of a palm from his backpack on the spot and said, "Can you give me the number of your dormitory? You can also write down my mobile phone number, and I will send you the book back!"

   That is a mobile phone that has gradually become popular in the past two years.

"Uh…"

   had to exchange numbers with him, and notified each other of the room number of the dormitory.

   Fortunately, the original owner had the habit of carrying a small phone book with him, and Pang Yongxi also had a pen in his backpack.

Write down.

   Yuan Wei smiled, looked at Xu Zhenghua, then Pang Yongxi, and bit his ear with An Xiaojing, "Your genius seems to think it's not bad. Does this mean admiration?"

  An Xiaojing also pursed her lips and smiled.

   Xu Zhenghua wrote down his number on a small notebook and returned the pen.

Pang Yongxi put away his pen, put on his backpack again, turned his head, and finally looked at An Xiaojing, his expression was still serious, and at the same time, with a little satisfaction that came from nowhere, he said, "His composition is already very mature, he is better than me. A lot. And I personally think that this song can be regarded as a very complete pop song. And he chose a very narrow range, you can definitely sing very easily. But this is only a professional point of view, whether it is suitable for you to sing, I don't know, it's up to you or your agent to make up your mind."

   He said, An Xiaojing turned her head subconsciously and looked at Xu Zhenghua again.

   It happened that he also came over.

   That smile, confident and brilliant.

   "Yeah. I like it very much. I believe my manager, Lao Lu, will like it too." An Xiaojing said.

   Then he turned his head and looked at Li Yuquan again.

   Li Yuquan moved his lips to meet her gaze, but finally turned his head away in embarrassment.

So An Xiaojing turned around and looked at Xu Zhenghua seriously again, "This is my absolute favorite among the dozen songs I've gotten in recent months! I can use your song to post my first song. A single?"

Li Yuquan was startled when he heard the words, "Xiaojing, calm down! Although I also think this song is very nice, isn't its structure too simple? Think about it, don't rush to make a decision! "

   (end of this chapter)