Chapter 108 Germination
“Awesome, you are really a big star now.” Ban Liang said with emotion as he walked back to the teaching building.
"I don't dare to walk with you two anymore. I feel like the girls' eyes are piercing me." Zhu Qinglun slowed down as he spoke, gradually becoming marginalized.
“Damn it, I can’t be more handsome than them.” Chen Fan, who was showing off his clothes outside, also admitted defeat.
Li Ruofei, the sunshine boy, is the only one left who dares to hug Li Yan on one side and Lin Heng on the other, "Do you feel it? The girls admire you two."
Li Yan smiled and said, "Handsome Lin should be very happy."
"Indeed." Lin Heng swept his hair, "The admiration of my sisters is the motivation for my hard work."
"Promise me that you two will never turn against each other because of women."
Li Ruofei's words shocked both of them so much that Lin Heng couldn't stand it anymore: "Are all literary giants so emotional?"
“I’m just kidding, but seriously, haven’t you guys ever considered...recording an audio or video? The singing is really great.”
"Record it, what do you do next?" Lin Heng shrugged.
"Publish it on a music website. I really think you two can form a group. Let's go directly to the Happy Boy Competition."
"Hey..." Lin Heng didn't take it seriously. "This kind of thing..."
"That's true." Li Yan answered.
"Huh?" Lin Heng was very surprised, "Are you serious, Yan?"
"Seriously, why not? TV shows are far away, so what's the point of recording some songs? Let's just write our own songs."
Li Ruofei was excited, "Then I'm looking forward to it."
“Writing songs is difficult. You need to be able to write lyrics, understand music theory, be able to arrange music, be able to play musical instruments, and be able to...”
“You can learn.”
Lin Heng I was stunned. I would just laugh these three words off when applied to other people. How come Li Yan said it and it was as heavy as Mount Tai?
It's like if he said he wanted to learn, he would definitely learn it.
“Okay, it’s a deal.”
There were several girls in the back row who were discussing non-stop. When they saw the two big stars shaking hands for no reason, their eyes were filled with excitement. Risk the stars.
During the lunch break, Li Yan and Lin Heng both chose to go back to the dormitory building, and were still discussing songwriting along the way.
"Chinese-style songs, like "Blue and White Porcelain". You happen to be very good at Chinese, so I think it's okay." Lin Heng already had a direction.
"Just interpret the words directly."
"Huh?"
"The words of Tang poetry and Song lyrics were originally sung. If you want Chinese style, be completely Chinese."
"This... feels so difficult and difficult to perform."
"We can deconstruct, part of the original text and part of it using modern text, to sing out the emotions in the words that last for thousands of years."
"Really...can it be done?"
"You said it, Lin Heng, this is our stage."
"It makes sense, alas, there are still many things to learn. ." Lin Heng took out a few books from the bookshelf, "I can understand music theory but can't compose it. We can study together, or we can go to Teacher Tao."
Li. Yan took the book and put it back on the bed, "Let me deepen my understanding of singing first. If there are any performance opportunities later, we will jump in."
Although Lin Heng was a little confused, he originally It was Xiantian's performance of the Holy Body, and Li Yan couldn't be happier.
He never imagined that Li Yan was just trying to improve his music score by singing, and then perform a series of performances to upgrade out of thin air.
From knowing nothing about music theory to starting to arrange music, from being a novice on musical instruments to starting to play, it only takes a blink of an eye.
It feels so good to think about it.
Both of them didn't sleep at noon. As a result, Lin Heng yawned all the way back to class.
Once you get used to taking naps, it’s really terrible if you don’t sleep. But Li Yan was full of energy. As soon as he arrived at class in the afternoon, he came to Guo Qiwen in the office with a manuscript.
""Fireworks in Lincheng"... This theme is indeed suitable for "Linjiang Literary Weekly". It seems that you have put some effort into it."
Teacher Guo still looked unfazed. Very stable.
Contrary to Li Yan's expectation, this man, who usually reviews essays for half a minute, read Li Yan's 2,000-word article for five minutes without saying a word.
Li Yan became nervous and did not dare to say a word.
"Very good, not even a word needs to be changed." Guo Qiwen closed the manuscript, stuffed it into the envelope on the spot, wrote the submission address without stopping, dipped the pen tip into some water from the office aquatic potted plant, and affixed the stamp. .
This set of movements is so smooth that I think he himself contributed a lot.
"Should I vote for you or yourself?"
"I'll do it, teacher." Li Yan took the envelope.
“You write with some sincere nostalgia, Li Yan.” Guo Qiwen looked at him, “At this age, I really can’t understand why you have nostalgia.”
Li Yan frowned.
"I didn't doubt your intentions. I just found it incredible from the bottom of my heart that you had only left Lincheng...for two months."
But before being reborn, I studied in college for five years plus After working for a year, I can still recall the subtle emotions towards the little Lincheng.
But he couldn’t even say that he would be beaten to death, so Li Yan just laughed, turned around and left.
In the subsequent Chinese class, Guo Qiwen announced the news of the "Warm Winter" art performance to be held at New Taipei No. 1 Middle School in mid-December.
One of the themes is "promoting traditional Chinese culture". As a Chinese teacher, Mr. Guo expressed his hope of "integrating Chinese classical literature".
"I hope everyone can actively exchange ideas and sign up enthusiastically. Our class will have at least one performance spot. Tiancheng, please organize this matter and collect everyone's ideas or recommendations."
Including Liang Tiancheng, the eyes of Class 0 students focused on Li Yan and Lin Heng.
Guo Qiwen's smile froze. Does this have to do with you, Li Yan?
This year’s class has a very, very extraordinary student...
Li Yan exchanged glances with Lin Heng - this song lyrics can't be done without singing.
"Hey, Mr. Yan," Bai Xiaosheng poked Li Yan on the back, "I think you and Lin Heng are singing together, and you are asking Lin Zhengmo to provide you with music."
"Soundtrack?"
"She can play traditional musical instruments, and you can sing something Chinese-style. I can't even imagine how beautiful and wonderful the picture is!"
Li Yan nodded perfunctorily. , he was really thinking about it, but what he was thinking about was whether he would have the opportunity to learn guzheng from Lin Zhengmo...
Just as she was thinking about it, this talented woman suddenly turned her head and quickly performed a standard "He hesitates to speak", then flicked her ponytail and turned away again.
Although she has cueed him in front of Li Yan many times in public, the two have not spoken in private so far.
Without him, this girl is usually so cold and cold that people avoid her, and she can't grasp any opportunity to speak.
In addition, Li Yan didn't even think about how to grasp the timing of speaking.
One of his creeds in life is "I will treat you as you do to me." He responds enthusiastically to his enthusiastic and direct attitude, and he responds enthusiastically to his cold and aloof person, hehe, he plays the role of the Little Prince of the Iceberg.
So he didn't bother to worry about it. It was difficult to guess a girl's thoughts. If he had the time, he might as well learn more skills.
Waiting for some beautiful young girl to hit him in the face with a straight ball, then think about the story of spring.
There is something even more impatient to do now, and that is tonight’s badminton training.
It's not because he didn't practice during the entire National Day, but Li Yan's core strength has been significantly improved during this National Day, and he finally improved several major fourth-level physical functions to more than 40% progress.
As far as his feelings are concerned, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has gained a new body. Shouldn't he use his teammates as a first-year junior high schoolmate to practice on?
When he walked into the badminton hall that night, Li Yan shouted "Good evening, team" very loudly.
The training had just begun, and Wu Qiang's eyes widened as he accelerated and turned back:
"Why is this kid different?"
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