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Ling Xuexuan almost laughed out loud when he heard He Qiuliang say this.

Seeing Yang Huimin glaring angrily, she coughed a few times and said, "Everyone has their own preferences, don't be too demanding."

Yang Weizhu looked at Yang Huimin angrily and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Looking at

He Qiuliang, Yang Weizhu smiled and handed him the document in his hand and said, "Come, the simple score has been written, you and Jiang Tingting will practice together this afternoon, and strive to practice well tonight."

He Qiuliang took the brief score and glanced at it, and said with a smile

: "Okay!" Jiang Tingting also walked over and said, "Then let's start now?" Yang Weizhu said: "Let's start

!" He Qiuliang and Yang Weizhu

started to play the guitar directly on the spot and practiced together.

Yang Weizhu asked Ling Xuexuan to correct him.

After ten times, Ling Xuexuan looked at Yang Weizhu and said, "After all, it's just the school's orientation party, I feel that this level is almost the same." If they ask too much, they will be overly stressed and behave abnormally.

Yang Weizhu nodded, looked at He Qiuliang and Jiang Tingting and said, "Then follow this, and the two of you will practice more in private."

Jiang Tingting hurriedly thanked her, and pulled He Qiuliang to leave.

Yang Weizhu hurriedly said: "He Qiuliang, wait a minute."

He Qiuliang looked at Yang Weizhu suspiciously.

Yang Weizhu smiled and said to Jiang Tingting: "You go and get busy first, He Qiuliang may need some time here."

Jiang Tingting let out an "oh" in disappointment and left alone.

He Qiuliang asked, "Dean Yang, I'm —

" Yang Weizhu looked at Ling Xuexuan and said, "You ask him to try?" Although he is not professional, he can come up with the idea of creating such two songs, at least in terms of inspiration, I don't think it may be worse than yours." He's talent, you're hardworking. Sometimes, hard work alone may not work, and a flash of talent can make you see the clouds.

Yang Huimin teased: "Mom, you also think too highly of him! Although he is indeed a bit powerful, I don't think Ling Xuexuan can do it, but he can't compare to Ling Xuexuan!"

Yang Weizhu's face directly fell.

Yang Huimin pursed her lips and shut up.

Ling Xuexuan took out his mobile phone from his clothes pocket, clicked on a video screen, and pointed the screen at He Qiuliang and said: "Look at this video, if you were asked to match the background music, what kind of music would you match?"

He Qiuliang: "......"

, you also think too highly of me

! I know how to dub with a hammer

! I know how much water I have, I know better than anyone else!

But facing Yang Weizhu's expectant gaze, He Qiuliang stiffened his head and said: "I, I'll see, don't hold out hope." "

The phone screen is a patchwork of a lot of clips.

It seems to be an ancient town all year round and sunrise and sunset.

The overall duration is about five minutes.

He Qiuliang's forehead was sweating a little, and he quickly recalled the previous songs in his mind.

Yang Weizhu said: "This is one of the four ancient towns in our new country, and this year Wucheng TV has launched a list of places of interest, aiming to let the younger generation not only stare at foreign countries. Although there are indeed good tourist attractions abroad, our new country also has a unique style, and it is not available in other countries. "

Let's just say that this ancient town has a strong cultural background.

"So, if I want to add background music to this five-minute clip, I have summarized that there are probably three requirements that must be met.

"First, the tune should not be too radical, after all, it is an ancient town, after the precipitation of the years, just like an old man, the tune is gentle, like telling a story, telling the story.

Second, the lyrics should cover the four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, sunrise and sunset.

"The whole should be optimistic, it can be low, but it must not be sad.

Ling Xuexuan covered his forehead with his right hand and said, "Every time I am dubbed by TV stations and Wucheng TV stations, I have a feeling that I want to hit the wall. They have too many requirements, which is several times more difficult than creating them themselves.

Yang Weizhu said in a deep voice: "Create by yourself, you are freewheeling, dubbing these programs, you represent the society and the whole, so naturally you need more, at least to express an optimistic attitude." If you can't break through even that, it's hard for you to go down the path of music. "

A good music producer is one who can meet any seemingly rude request from a client. "

Have you thought about it?" Sometimes it's not that people ask too much, but that you don't have enough ability?"

Yang Huimin laughed.

Yang Weizhu glared at the past and said, "Didn't you say you?"

He Qiuliang looked at the phone screen for a while, and suddenly, he thought of a song.

He had heard it just before the crossing.

Thinking of this, He Qiuliang said: "I thought of a paragraph, I don't know if it is suitable or not."

Yang Weizhu, Ling Xuexuan, and Yang Huimin looked over together.

So fast?

Yang Weizhu said: "You play it?"

He Qiuliang let out a "hmm" sound, and then he bounced.

A low tune flows slowly.

When the tune sank, He Qiuliang hummed along with the tune and said: "The blue brick house, the dim light, the mist and cool mist, and the smoke curling. The old man didn't talk about it in his twilight poem, and the reeds by the river rippled in autumn. The crowd in the small city slowed down the pace, listening to the teahouse and the next port......."

The three girls listened to it, and their eyes widened.

It wasn't until He Qiuliang finished playing and singing that Yang Weizhu's breathing became a little short, and he said in a trembling voice: "This song!

She couldn't believe that the problem she had been worried about for so long had been solved by such a little boy!

Yang Huimin swallowed.

She had some suspicions that she was dreaming.

The boy in front of him has actually composed three songs?

Moreover, one is more amazing than the other?

This tune, this sound, seems to be knocking on his heart.

Suddenly, she noticed that although the boy in front of her was still dressed so roughly, he seemed to be shining.

The men who had been with him before were instantly bored!

He Qiuliang saw the three girls looking at him like this, a little like sitting on pins and needles, and said: "What, I, that's all I can think of." I, I'm not a music major, and you expect too much from me. Pointing

to the mouth, He Qiuliang said: "If it's okay, I'll go first

?" Yang Weizhu came back to his senses and hurriedly grabbed him and said: "What is that's all? Are you a genius? You are definitely a genius! Just watched the short video screen a few times, you can actually create such a song, are you a genius?"

He Qiuliang

: "......." Yang Weizhu looked at Ling Xuexuan again, and said excitedly: "Do you see it? See it, Xuan'er!" This is talent! What you lack is a flash of inspiration like him! If you can get a little aura from He Qiuliang, you can soar to the sky!"

He Qiuliang laughed awkwardly.

This tune is not my ....... either

Ling Xuexuan looked He Qiuliang up and down, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed down and said, "Classmate He Qiuliang, I'll help you perfect this song, and then send it to Wucheng TV Station to participate in the election, how about it?"

He Qiuliang hurriedly said: "You just look at it." "