The King of Crossover Entertainment

Time in college always flies by, and in a blink of an eye it’s the day of the midterm exam.

Although Yunfeng took the art school exam for the first time, he was still very relaxed and did not feel any pressure.

The custom-made novel seems to have run out of content. It has been more than half a month and there is no news yet. It is most likely that it has become obsolete.

Very annoying.

He had already finished writing the outline and details, and as soon as the passion was ignited, it was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Also, the main business achievements have been growing very slowly recently, only a few points a day.

He guessed that "Zhu Xian" and "Maoyan" did not have any big breakthroughs at this stage and could not create much achievements for the main business. However, they were only a few hundred short of reaching 10,000, which made him very anxious.

Just when Yunfeng was distracted, the class bell rang, and Yan Lide walked into the classroom with the test paper.

"The exam lasts one hour, and papers are not allowed to be submitted in advance except under special circumstances." Yan Lide changed his expression to a serious one today, looking a bit like an invigilator.

Suddenly, a prompt sounded in Yunfeng's mind: "It has been detected that the host is taking an assessment for a cross-border profession, activate the side mission."

[Side mission: In the midterm exam, be among the top three in grade. 】

[Task reward: one silver professional resource and one silver professional skill book. 】

Depend on……

Yunfeng almost cursed.

This system is real. Couldn't you have released the task earlier? The exam has already started, and there is no time to prepare at all.

Fortunately, I usually listen carefully in class, otherwise, I would definitely not be able to complete this task.

Having said that, there are two classes of 50 in the Department of Music and Literature, with about sixty people. It is not that easy to get into the top three.

It's not that there are many good people, but that the exam is not difficult.

Unlike mathematics, physics and chemistry, which require logic and calculation abilities, they tend to focus on memory and understanding abilities.

After getting the test paper, Yunfeng read the questions first.

Sure enough, except for the last question, which was about the interpretation of the lyrics of a classic song, the other questions were basically theoretical knowledge from books.

"simple……"

Soon, Yunfeng finished the previous questions and looked at the time. There was still half an hour.

As for the last question, you have to think carefully about how to answer it.

The title of the song is "Late Autumn", a Chinese-style ballad.

Yunfeng has never heard of it, but it doesn't matter, it's not like he wants to sing.

Interpretation is not about interpreting the emotion that the song wants to express, but about interpreting the rhythm, structure, and expression of the lyrics.

Yunfeng didn't write for a long time.

The main reason was that the system suddenly issued this task, which immediately put a lot of pressure on him. He was afraid that because he failed to answer the last question well, he would not be among the top three in the midterm exam.

Those are two silver rewards, so I can’t refuse them.

When Yan Lide was inspecting, he saw Yunfeng holding a pen, frowning, and delaying answering the last question, and he suddenly became confused.

"That's strange. This question shouldn't be difficult for him. Why don't you answer it?"

But this was an exam, and it was hard for Yan Lide to remind him.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. Suddenly, he had an idea. He coughed twice and said, "There are still fifteen minutes until the end of the exam."

Yunfeng let out a heavy breath, and after studying the lyrics of "Late Autumn" several times, he finally started to answer.

It's very smooth, finished in one go, and all thirty-two lines of lyrics are done.

After answering, I checked the time. There were still five minutes left for the exam to end, so I checked again.

"Well, it should be fine."

Seeing that Yun Feng had finished writing, Yan Lide breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to look at the watch, grabbed the time and stood up, and said: "Okay, the exam is over, stop writing."

"How was the test?" After handing in the test paper, Li Junyi came over.

"You don't have to ask Yunfeng. He doesn't have perfect scores, but he is also first." Xiao Tianpeng also came over.

"Alas, I haven't finished deciphering a few lyrics of the last question." Xia Dachuan sighed, then clasped his hands together and said, "God bless me, don't just count down."

Yunfeng looked at it and shook his head, then silently thought in his heart: God bless me, I must be among the top three in my grade.

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After taking the midterm exam, it happens to be the weekend, and the results will not be known until next Monday.

Saturday, cloudy.

When Yunfeng came back from morning exercise in the morning, he found that everyone was gone.

"Am I the only one in the dormitory?"

It should be said that he is the only single person.

Li Junyi went to Danfu University to find his girlfriend as usual.

As for Xiao Tianpeng, he and Xu Mengwei confirmed their relationship last week.

As for Xia Dachuan, he also fell in love with a girl in the class.

Thinking of this, Yunfeng was not in the mood to write.

I took a shower, changed my clothes, and went to the school’s piano building.

There is a saying in behavioral psychology that repetition for more than 21 days will form a habit.

But developing a habit is not an easy task, and many people give up before forming a habit.

Music theory knowledge is the hardest to forget. Just like recognizing Chinese characters as a child, even if you live in other language environments for decades, you will basically never forget how to read them.

The ability to read music will not decline significantly for a period of time, but if you leave music for a long time, you will still become rusty.

If you can memorize the repertoire, you will remember all the repertoire at first, but after a period of time without playing it, you will quickly forget it, but in the end you will definitely remember part of it, which means you can barely remember it and play it.

Finger skills will degrade if you don't practice them for a day, and the more difficult it becomes, the more so.

So, piano is not only about studying hard, but also about practicing hard.

Yunfeng remembered a pianist named Lang Lang on Earth in his previous life who practiced for several hours every day, even when filming a variety show.

He didn't want to waste the skill book [Skill Piano: Easy to Play·Amateur Level] that he got after completing the task with great effort because of neglecting to practice.

Came to an empty piano room.

Yunfeng took out a piano etude sheet borrowed from the library.

Carol 849, a textbook with a simple professional level, unique to Blue Star, a total of twenty pieces.

"I haven't heard it anyway, just pick one to warm up my hands first."

Opened a page casually and looked at the speed mark in the upper left corner, 80 beats for a quarter note, the actual performance requirement for a 32nd note, and 640 beats per minute.

Yunfeng gently placed his hand on the piano keys, and a familiar feeling arose, as if he had met an old friend.

I saw his fingers jumping deftly on the black and white keys, and the beautiful melody echoed in the piano room.

From the initial unfamiliarity, he gradually became fluent, with his left and right hands working together seamlessly.

After playing a song, Yunfeng felt that it was a little off, and was about to play it again, when a voice suddenly came from the door.

"When you enter the second section, you can be more aggressive, with some percussion, the effect will be better."

Yunfeng tilted his head and saw a beautiful girl standing there.

The girl said embarrassedly: "Well... the door was not closed properly, I just happened to pass by and listened for a while."

Yunfeng smiled slightly and said: "It's okay, I really don't play well."

"I can see that you just haven't played for a while. You will get back to your previous level if you practice more." The girl pushed the door and walked in, stretched out her hand, and said: "Hello, I'm Ling Yunuo, a sophomore in the Department of National Vocal Music of the West Campus."

Yunfeng was a little surprised, but still stretched out his hand and shook it politely, saying: "Yunfeng."

Ling Yunuo smiled and said: "There are too few pianos in our West Campus, so when I have time, I will run to the piano building in your East Campus."

Hearing this, Yunfeng stood up and said: "Did I occupy the piano you want to play?"

"Ah, no, no." Ling Yunuo waved his hands repeatedly, as if he was very embarrassed, and immediately stopped smiling and explained: "I'm in the piano room 3105 in front."

Now Yunfeng didn't understand what she meant.

Ling Yunuo has a pair of bright eyes, clear and bright, with sharp features, strong lines and three-dimensionality, a bit like a Uyghur girl.

Everyone likes beautiful things, and Yunfeng is no exception.

But apart from appreciation, there is nothing else.

Both of them were silent, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Just then, Yunfeng's cell phone rang, breaking this embarrassing situation.

Seeing this, Ling Yunuo said quickly: "You can play a few songs of Carol 559 first to let your fingers recover their memory. Sorry, I disturbed you."

Then he turned and ran away.

This made Yunfeng stunned. He shook his head and smiled. An interesting girl answered the phone immediately: "Hello, Brother Chen."

"Hello, Xiaoyun." The call was from Chen Cheng, "We are ready here. At 12 noon, "Childhood" will be released on the entire network."

Chen Cheng on the other end of the phone seemed a little excited. Yunfeng forgot about it and asked: "Brother Chen, do you need me to do anything?"

Chen Cheng replied: "Not for now, just to tell you, and then, the specific situation of the profit sharing and promotion of each website, I will send you an electronic document, it is best not to pass it out, you can just read it yourself."

Yunfeng replied: "Okay."

Chen Cheng said again: "I'm still busy here, I'll hang up first, and I'll invite you to dinner another day."

After hanging up the phone, Yunfeng closed the door and continued to practice the piano.