"I have confirmed the time of Wu Hongrong and Qian Jinyun, there is no problem with both of them, the demo of the new song will be recorded next Saturday, and it should be completed next Wednesday. Chen Minhao came out of the study and said to Kang Hui.

"That's good, do you need to do anything on my side?" Kang Hui nodded, in fact, she was also full of expectations for Chen Minhao's new song.

Chen Minhao said: "Two things. You need to prepare several non-disclosure agreements. Several of Qian Jinyun's classmates and teachers will also participate in the arrangement of the new song. Also, you helped me find a music theory teacher, a little more senior. ”

Kang Hui asked puzzledly, "Haven't you written all your songs?" Why did you suddenly think of finding an arranger teacher? ”

Chen Minhao said: "I now realize the truth: a person who can write lyrics and compose music but does not know how to arrange music is as promising as a bun with thick skin and few fillings. ”

Central Conservatory of Music, a music classroom on the fourth floor.

After hearing Chen Minhao's agreement, the students who gathered together suddenly became happy, and the music classroom immediately turned into a sea of laughter.

In the middle of the classroom stood a good-looking woman, wearing a small pink and purple shawl coat, a bright yellow velvet knee-length skirt, and a pair of black high boots, making it difficult to tell her age from her appearance.

She clapped her hands, motioned for the students to calm down, and said: "First of all, we want to thank Qian Jinyun for fighting for this opportunity for everyone, but we have a total of twelve classmates, and so many people have gone to the mess, which is a bit rude, so it is impossible for everyone to participate in the arrangement of Chen Minhao's new song." In this way, in addition to Qian Jinyun, I will bring 2 more classmates. ”

The enthusiasm of the whole classroom was like being poured with cold water, and it quickly cooled. Everyone held their breath and looked at the teacher cautiously, hoping that the teacher would call their names.

This teacher is Qian Jinyun's current professor, Qu Rong of the Folk Music Department of the Central Conservatory of Music.

Qu Rong looked around the classroom and said: "Recently, Wang Jia and Li Hui have been practicing the piano hard, and when I went back to the teaching building at half past 10 o'clock last night to get something, I saw that the two of them were still practicing in the practice room, so let's go to the two of them." ”

Qian Jin was lucky, looking left and right at the faces of his classmates who were not named, it was really everywhere he looked, and his face was like ashes.

And Wang Jia and Li Hui were so excited that they wanted to cry, and the two agreed to go shopping for clothes and cut bangs after class today, ready to meet Chen Minhao with the best appearance.

At 4 p.m. on Monday, Qian Jinyun parked his car in the parking lot of the Central Conservatory of Music, waiting for Wang Jia and Li Hui, as for the teacher Qu Rong, she had her own car.

Qian Jinyun wore headphones, shook his head and hummed softly: "I'll send you away, ...... thousands of miles away."

Breaking through the two strange women and patting the car window, Qian Jinyun felt a little inexplicable, and he looked at it and saw that it was Wang Jia and Li Hui.

It's a pity that such makeup techniques don't shoot Douyin's face-changing videos.

"I didn't expect you guys to look good with makeup. Qian Jinyun praised sincerely: "But why don't you usually wear makeup?"

Wang Jia rolled her eyes and said, "I'm usually not motivated." Sometimes before going to bed at night, I think about getting up tomorrow morning to put on makeup and go to class, but as soon as the alarm clock rings the next day, I feel that I can sleep for another half an hour and get up and go out, and then when the class is about to start, it is good for the students to face the sky. ”

Qian Jinyun asked, "Then why did you put on makeup today?"

Wang Jia and Li Hui looked at each other and smiled, and said, "Today is full of motivation." ”

.........

When Chen Minhao took the guitar to his studio, he found that Wu Hongrong, Qian Jinyun, and his teachers and classmates had already arrived.

After Qian Jinyun briefly introduced a few people to each other, he couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Chen, what is the title of your new song?"

Chen Minhao tuned the guitar while holding it, and said: "Blue and White Porcelain." ”

"Blue and White Porcelain?" Qian Jinyun immediately opened his mind when he heard the title of the song, and fell into a reverie: China with a capital letter in English is Huaxia, and China with a lower case is porcelain, and the reason why China is called China. Is this a coincidence because porcelain is famous? Or is it because of the prosperity of China that porcelain is called by the place of origin? In the end, who comes first and who comes last? The song I am preparing today is called "Blue and White Porcelain".

However, the question of chicken or egg comes first is irrelevant, the important thing is that simply from the title of the song, it gives people a strong Chinese style expectation.

Qian Jinyun looked at Chen Minhao with admiration on his face, his eyes were simply glowing.

After Chen Minhao noticed this fiery gaze, he adjusted his sitting posture slightly, trying to avoid looking at Qian Jinyun: People with too big brains really can't afford to mess with them.

Chen Minhao put his right hand on the strings, and a slightly hoarse but clear and crisp voice sounded:

[The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes,

The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup,

Ran Ran Sandalwood through the window I know,

The pen on the rice paper is half set aside,

The glaze rendering lady picture charm is privately hidden,

And your smile is like a bud waiting to be released. 】

Chen Minhao's simple and soothing guitar voice and hoarse voice resounded throughout the room and in the hearts of everyone present.

"Kneel, that's so nice. Wu Hongrong touched his chin and thought excitedly: "Chen Minhao's Chinese-style songs are very good, and the first few sentences of each song can attract people's attention firmly." ”

As a professor of central music folk music, Qu Rong can be said to be an expert in the field of Chinese folk music, and she can naturally hear more things: Chen Minhao's singing voice is simple and tender, with a slight tone of his hometown Kunqu Opera, coupled with beautiful lyrics, no wonder Dean Shi Jiazhi has repeatedly invited Chen Minhao to give lectures in Central Music.

But it's no wonder that Chen Minhao refused without hesitation every time. Although Chen Minhao may be a little arrogant, Chen Minhao does have proud capital.

[Azure is waiting for smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you.

Smoke rises from the stove, thousands of miles across the river.

At the bottom of the bottle is engraved to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty,

Just when I was foreshadowing to meet you. 】

Everyone felt a tactful and delicate lovesick emotion, but they wanted to complain like a clamp, and the charm was different. The rain of June fell in everyone's hearts, not in a hurry or suddenly, and the Jiangnan in the drizzle, splashed ink into the painting, and turned the water into a poem: the white angelica is sorrowful and smoky. Qu Qiong rolls the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

[Outside the fence, the plantain provokes the shower knocker and provokes the patina,

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you,

In the splashed ink landscape painting,

You are hidden from the depths of ink. 】

A picture of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River appeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant, and there was only one word of beauty in their minds.

Qu Rong is a girl from a water town, married to Beijing for more than 20 years, hearing this sentence 'And I passed by the Jiangnan town to provoke you', she suddenly missed the beginning of the Jiangnan plantains, the smoke and rain in the Jiangnan, the door knockers in the Jiangnan, and the patina in the Jiangnan.

........

[Azure is waiting for smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you.

The moonlight was salvaged and the ending was blurred.

Such as the hand-me-down blue and white porcelain is beautiful,

You've got a smile in your eyes. 】

Qu Rong suddenly remembered a poem he liked when he was young: "I walked through the south of the Yangtze River, and my face in the season is like the blooming and falling of a lotus." ”

As Chen Minhao finished singing the last sentence, his guitar sound also came to an abrupt end, but everyone was still immersed in Chen Minhao's Jiangnan ink painting sketched with his voice. Fupin Chinese