Reborn in the world, starting from looking for relatives for Zheng Juan

Just now, when Lu Tian was reading Zhou Rong's poems, one of the modern poems called "For Whom" caught Lu Tian's attention:

"Traces of different shades/Who has been practicing

The time of clouds and clouds/The dust in the heart is filled with endless cutting

Wandering/Poetry has passed through the calamity of love, weathered through the imprint

For whom

Qianmo will not lose the current/staying station, it appears in the illusion

Where is the wind blowing?

The sound of the feet trembling slightly, the cutting is the most beautiful

Notes and dialogue with the past

Inadvertently/The fallen leaves before my eyes are like butterflies

The occupied movement folds into ecstasy

Dressed in a prosperous dream, touching the falling flowers/picking up the echoes of the years

For whom

Splash all the red dust with ink painting

Putting aside the collision of souls, swaying the vast sea..."

After reading it, Lu Tian felt that this poem was beautiful, but it was not the mainstream of this era, so it was naturally impossible to adapt it into music and participate in a performance full of positive energy.

However, the title of this poem reminded Lu Tian that a few decades later, the song also called "For Whom" would be very suitable for this era.

So, he slightly changed a few words in the original lyrics to fit the main theme of this popular era, and then released it in full glory.

Zhou Rong took the lyrics and read them several times. After thinking for a moment, she raised her head and looked at Lu Tian, ​​"Master, the lyrics are very powerful, very close to the people, and can touch people's hearts. I like them very much."

Hearing Zhou Rong call him master, Lu Tian smiled and said: "Zhou Rong, why do you think of calling me master today?"

"I learned something from you, of course I have to call me master."

Zhou Rong smiled slightly.

"Then you can call me master from now on."

"That's not good. You are one year older than me. Calling you master doesn't make you old." Zhou Rong shook her head.

"Okay, if you don't want to scream, don't scream. Then I will hum this song for you and you can listen to it."

"Okay, you sing and I listen." Zhou Rong opened her eyes wide in anticipation.

Lu Tian coughed twice and tried to clear his throat.

He stood up and sang:

"Mud covered the trouser legs, sweat soaked the back of the clothes..."

For Lu Tian, ​​the song "For Whom" has a story.

When he was in college, Lu Tian sang "For Whom" with a girl in the department and won the second prize in the school singing competition;

After graduation, I often sang with princesses in KTV.

It can be said that Lu Tian has mastered this song so well that even without musical accompaniment, he can still master it without going out of tune.

After a few minutes, the whole song was finished.

After Zhou Rong heard this, she couldn't help but applaud, cast an approving look at Lu Tian, ​​and said excitedly: "Lu Tian, ​​your singing is so shocking!"

After hearing Zhou Rong's words of praise, Lu Tian thought:

"A classic song that can become the main theme decades later, in this era, of course, will be killed indiscriminately."

However, if I think so, I can't say these words out loud.

In fact, Lu Tian's original intention was not to bring his past works to this era. He was worried that the so-called butterfly effect would occur and an unpredictable future would occur that he would not be able to control.

If one of Zhou Rong's poems could be adapted, there would be no need to do this.

Unfortunately, there isn't even one.

The next best thing is to borrow works from before the rebirth.

Now that I have the lyrics, I have sung the tune myself.

The next step is to compose the music.

Without music score, there is no accompaniment, and without accompaniment, there is no way to perform on the stage.

Thinking of this, Lu Tiandao said: "Zhou Rong, can you compose what I just sang?"

"Yes!" Zhou Rong nodded confidently.

"That's good. Then while I'm singing, you can compose the music score."

"Okay." Zhou Rong responded.

…

It took a whole day, and with the joint efforts of Lu Tian and Zhou Rong, the music was finally composed.

After proofreading each note, Zhou Rong played it a few more times on the harmonica.

Hearing the familiar melody, Lu Tian couldn't help but sing along.

After singing the song, Zhou Rong shook the harmonica in her hand and said to Lu Tian: "Lu Tian, ​​now that the music score is available, there is one more thing that needs to be solved."

"What's the matter?" Lu Tian asked.

Zhou Rong took the composed lyrics and music and said:

"Lu Tian, ​​this song is a duet between men and women, which means that you and I both have to perform on stage.

Stationmaster Guo said this morning that accompaniment will not be provided for the performance. If you need accompaniment, you have to handle it yourself. You and I are both performing on the stage, who will provide us with accompaniment?"

Zhou Rong's words woke up Lu Tian little by little, "This is indeed a problem, but under the current conditions, it is not realistic to have a band to accompany you."

"There is no need to form a band. I think the melody of this song is particularly suitable for accordion accompaniment. Just find someone who can play the accordion to accompany us."

After listening to Zhou Rong's words, Lu Tian nodded. Indeed, the melody of this song is indeed suitable for accordion accompaniment.

Now that we have lyrics, music, and singers, if this song has no accompaniment, it will seem to be a fly in the ointment.

After thinking about it, Lu Tian thought of Zhou Bingkun. He was learning allegro in the art troupe. There must be someone in the art troupe who could play the accordion. If there is a suitable one, just ask him to introduce one.

Thinking of this, Lu Tiandao said: "Zhou Rong, go back and ask Bingkun if there is anyone in the art troupe who can play the accordion. The stationmaster said that if you ask outsiders to help, the Environmental Sanitation Department will give you some material rewards, so your work will not be in vain."

"Yeah, why did I forget about Bingkun? Bingkun doesn't know how to play the accordion. There must be someone in the art troupe who can. I'll ask him tonight."

Seeing that there was a solution, Zhou Rong was very happy and happy.

…

Phototype film, Zhou family.

As soon as she got off work, Zhou Rong hurried home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou's mother cooking in the outer room. Zhou Rong asked: "Mom, where is Bingkun?"

Li Suhua saw her burning look, put down the firewood in her hand,

"Your brother hasn't come back from the Cultural Palace yet. Didn't you two quarrel as soon as you met? Why did you think of your brother today?"

"My eldest brother is about to go to the Corps. From now on, we will be the only ones left at home. Who else will we look for if we don't look for him? Mom, you can go into the house and rest. I will light the fire."

With that said, Zhou Rong took off the small schoolbag she was carrying on her shoulders and sat on the small bench in front of the stove.

Looking at Zhou Rong playing with the firewood, Li Suhua became more and more pleased and said, "Rong, you've been laughing so much lately. This is the first time I've seen you laugh so much in your life. Is there some happy event?"

?”

"Who said that, haven't I always been like this?"

Zhou Rong seemed to be worried about what her mother said, so she quickly denied it.

"You are the flesh that fell off my body. I know better than anyone whether you are happy or not. Have you met the one you like and hooked up with her behind Mom's back?" Zhou's mother came closer and tried to ask.

"Mom, don't make random guesses. It really doesn't happen. I am just recovering from a serious illness. I am in a good mood after my body recovers.

It's not like what you said.

Besides, if I have a crush, can I not tell you?"

Zhou Rong said while playing with the firewood.