Gu Jiang was taken aback when she heard this, she was also selected, no wonder her smile didn't disappear yesterday.

Wang Jing is the captain of the drama team and the object of praise from the teachers, and the performance of Senior Zhuyang will definitely attract everyone's attention.

Qi Qi and Zhu Yang are two people with a very classical charm, the Hanfu looks glamorous, and the teacher's eye for picking people is really good.

"I'm honored. Gu Jiang gladly accepted.

Since there were already rehearsals in the drama studio (such as "The Doll and the Little Bear"), the four of them were pulled to her personal classroom by Teacher Wu and began to rehearse the play, for the school celebration party in a month.

The regular program of the school celebration party is the classic drama of the drama team plus niche drama and the original drama produced by the teachers.

As the captain of the drama team, Wang Jing not only came to rehearse the little prince, but also organized rehearsals in the team.

The Hanfu Club in Zhuyang developed a handicraft group and cooperated with the drama team to undertake the production of costumes. As the president, he doesn't have to be too busy, but he is so busy that he has to make clothes after the rehearsal.

"Gu Xuemei, where do you go in a hurry after rehearsing every day?" Zhu Yang supported his head with his right hand, half-squinted his long and narrow peach blossom eyes, and asked Gu Jiang who was still in the rehearsal room.

"If you seniors are idle, why don't you come with me and see what I'm doing?"

Gu Jiang sent out an invitation, in fact, her micro-film has been filmed, but it is in a post-processing state, she wants to write a song for this micro-film, but the recent recording of the song is very unsmooth.

Zhuyang is a senior with a good voice that she admires in school.

Zhuyang is used to running because his father often performs dramas, so he has no time to participate in club activities in the school.

As soon as he stepped into Gu Jiang's music room, he was attracted by those professional equipment, this level turned out to be a student's music room, worthy of being a senior singer who had already mixed in the circle.

"Senior, you sit here, I'll play a song for you. Gu Jiang took the score out of his bag, picked up the guitar and began to tune the strings.

At first, Zhu Yang was still careless, trying to distinguish the prelude, but later his fingers couldn't help but start tapping the table top, in rhythm with the guitar.

Gradually, the music reached its climax, and the fingers could no longer keep up with the beat, so I couldn't help but do it and listen attentively.

The hand plucking the strings slowly slowed down, and the melodious sound gradually became lighter, and it was still unfinished coming back to his senses.

"Gu Xuemei, what's the name of this song, is there only a word in the chorus?"

""Trickling", silver bells fluttering. The words were only written a little, and I didn't have time to finish them. Did you feel anything after listening to it?"

Gu Jiangka was stuck filling in the lyrics, and the chorus part of this song was the words that he thought of when writing the script, but he didn't finish writing it completely.

Zhu Yang thoughtfully asked, "Can you show me the score?" and carefully took the score, as if it were a treasure.

"Gu Xuemei, your musical attainments are quite profound, this song can become popular with its melody, and it doesn't affect it if the words are not finished. Can I sing?"

Zhuyang's voice is very clean and sunny, and there is still a bit of sadness and sorrow in Gu Jiang's singing, but there is some freedom and ease in Zhuyang's singing.

Gu Jiang listened, and his inspiration returned, and he picked up the pen and began to write.

Zhuyang didn't bother after singing, picked up other manuscripts and looked at them, no matter what, the title of "ghost talent Gu Jiang" is really not an exaggeration for fans. After a long time, he heard Gu Jiang stop writing and said-

"Senior, would you like to record this song?"