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In the third game, Hersha's serve. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bang!

The serve again, still so ordinary, seemed to be not very strong, however, the tennis ball disappeared from most people's sight after touching the racket, and when it reappeared, it was already bouncing off the ground, and its speed was again more than 210 kilometers.

However, no matter what, for Ina, who is 2:0 down in the game, no matter how powerful her serve is, the only thing she can do now is to consume Hesha's physical strength as much as possible before the end of the match.

However, as the confrontation between the two sides continued, the score became bigger and bigger, and there was no intention of narrowing the gap.

15:0！

30:0！

40:0！

Rounds...

3:0！

………

4:0！

5:0！

6:0！

Handicap...

1:0！

Hersha leads.

Then came the second set, which was still one-sided.

1:0！

2:0！

3:0！

4:0！

5:0！

At this time, Ina was already out of breath, but she was surprised to find that Hesha on the other side didn't look tired at all!

That's impossible?!

"How is it impossible?" Hersha, who had her turn to serve in the sixth game, asked Ina while throwing the ball, "How big is the sky, how can you toad at the bottom of the well understand?"

“15:0！”

Then came the second and third goals......

“40:0！”

Hersha's serve became more and more vigorous, and Ina only felt more and more tired, staggering, and almost fell to the ground!

The last ball.

Bang –

"The set is 2:0, Hersha Zimmer wins!"

With the announcement of the referee, Ina fell to the ground, but Hersha was not extremely excited after winning, because she found that after studying with Yang Tang for so long, the "land shrinking method" was not the most powerful thing she had learned......

"The most powerful, the most powerful is actually ...... My stamina!?"

After Hesha understood this, her face suddenly became embarrassed, you know, during the days when she trained with Yang Tang, every time she fought against him, she was mobilized to run back and forth, and it was impossible for her physical strength not to increase.

After shaking hands with her opponent at the net, Hersha returned to the sidelines to greet her mother and Kroos, but the two of them could see her displeasure at a glance: "Sasha, what's wrong?"

Hersha hesitated for a moment, and whispered her annoyance to the two of them. Hersha's mother and Cross were both stunned, then looked at each other and laughed: "Silly girl, it's a good thing to increase your physical strength, what are you worried about?"

"I'm just annoyed that I've fought that guy so many times, and I haven't even been able to beat him once!"

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Inside the salon.

After listening to the singing, Tian Yu had already thrown himself to Yang Tang's five bodies, if it weren't for his son Tian Taihua on the side, he almost didn't kowtow on the spot.

"Brother Yang, those songs just now were all original by you?"

Yang Tang, who had already cultivated the face of the "Golden Bell Jar", said: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Then you teach me to write songs!" Tian Yu finally couldn't help but make his little request.

Yang Tang glanced at Tian Taihua and said, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate......

"What's wrong?" Tian Yu said.

"You're still a student, and your top priority is to study!" Yang Tang advised.

When Tian Taihua heard this, he hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Brother Yang is right, the most important task for your kid now is to study!"

"Dad, but I just can't learn!" Tian Yu did not deny the fact that he was poor in learning.

At this moment, without waiting for Tian Taihua to interject again, Yang Tang had already said: "That's not good, if you want to learn to write songs, you must have at least two excellent courses......

"Which two?" Tian Yu asked.

"Language and English..."

Tian Yu was embarrassed: "Why these two subjects?" Like most boys with poor grades, what he hates most is Chinese and English.

"It's very simple, do you want to write lyrics for songs?" Yang Tang asked, "And this lyrics can be regarded as a simplified composition!" As he spoke, Yang Tang began to demonstrate with the guitar, singing while playing, "Of course, there are narrative compositions, which are the kind of storytelling, such as this song 'In the panic city, even the wind is not free; the lively street is my loneliest ......', this is the narrative! There are also prose lyrics, such as 'Leaves, are wings that can't fly, wings, are leaves that fall in the sky...... 'Well, this is lyrical prose, if you don't speak well, how can you write lyrics?'

Although there are only two songs at the beginning, Tian Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Brother Yang, those two songs just now ......"

Yang Tang glared and said, "I'm talking to you about language!"

"I know, I'll study it well when I go back, but I don't know the English thing... Smack!" Before the words were finished, Tian Yu was slapped on the back of the head by Tian Taihua.

"What do you say? What do you call that?"

"That's what it was..."Tian Yu muttered.

Tian Taihua raised his hand and wanted to fight again, but Yang Tang stopped and said: "Brother Tian, let's convince people with reason, there is no need to do it......" After speaking, he turned to Tian Yu and said in English: "This classmate, please use the guitar to play a piece of folk music that you are best at!"

"Huh?" Tian Yu squeezed his eyes to the side and was dazed, "Brother Yang, what did you say in English just now?"

"Bang bang bang...... That's right!" Yang Tang clapped his palm. "Don't you want to learn to write songs? Composition and lyrics are the two most important parts of writing songs, you have language skills, you can be quick in terms of lyrics, but when it comes to composing, in terms of professionalism, I am far from catching up with the Royal Academy of Music!"

"Then what do you ......mean by that paragraph?"

"I just ask you to play a folk song that you are familiar with, but the teachers of the Royal Academy of Music may ask questions in English during the exam, if you can't even understand the questions, how can you take the exam?" Yang Tang educated Tian Yu, "Besides, many Western music only have foreign language textbooks, if you don't know English, how can you study in depth?"

Hearing this, Tian Yu was already indisputable, buried his head and struggled: "I just want to learn to write songs, don't I need to go to the conservatory of music so seriously, right?"

“NONONO…… You have to be so serious, learn Chinese and English well, and then be admitted to the conservatory, you can write songs and compose music or something, and you don't need me to teach you at all!"

"Huh?"

******

The next day, with the help of Tian Taihua's secretary Sister Ma, Yang Tang sent another song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" to various radio media lists. In the afternoon, he and Concubine Tao Yu got on the train from Yujing to Wudu.

The New Year is approaching, and the office building of Xinyue Original Music Network is still busy. I have to say that at this point of the Spring Festival, it is not the teachers and staff of large, medium and primary schools who want to take time to rest...... It is very difficult, at most it is only a day or two around the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the rest of the time, those who should be "old and young" have to rush.

Zeng Shuai arrived at his work grid half a minute later than the normal work time, and the phone on his desk was already ringing.

"Hey, whoever, here'......"

"Me, editor-in-chief!"

"Editor-in-chief, I—I just went to make coffee..."

“…… Turn on your computer and pick up the internal files!"

"Ahh

Zeng Shuai put down his bag, took off his coat, and reluctantly pressed the boot button, knowing that this month's full attendance award had been lost again!

"Editor-in-chief, what you just passed over is Yi and Yi Meng...... New, new ......"

"That's right, the third song he wants to hit the charts in his new album, the one he just sent to me above, you look at the arrangement, the publicity position can't be too much!"

"I understand, I understand..."As he spoke, Zeng Shuai hung up the phone, quickly put on his headphones and began to enjoy the newly acquired "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky".

The lyrics in front are a little bland, and the tune is more flat.

“…… I pray to have a transparent heart and tearful eyes, to give me the courage to believe again, to embrace you beyond lies, to guide me closer to you whenever I find no meaning in existence, whenever I am lost in the night, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me closer to you......"

When he heard this, Zeng Shuai only felt that the hairs on his body exploded, and there was an incomparable beauty that drove his imagination.

"Good, that's good, another good song!"

Zeng Shuai kept praising "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", and people had unconsciously stood up from their seats, spinning in place with their eyes closed.

"Damn, you're so handsome and crazy again?!"

"Isn't it?"

"Could it be that he's found another good song?"

"Possibly..."

"Then let's play it outside, everyone listen to good songs!"

Immediately, the editor was instigated by a beautiful colleague to get close to Zeng Shuai's grid and stretched out his guilty hand to the computer.

But at this moment, Zeng Shuai suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the hand of the male colleague, and said, "What are you doing?

The male colleague who was caught on the spot was not ashamed but proud, and glared: "Just share the song you just heard!"

"Hmph, share, do you have the ability to try it yourself?" As he spoke, Zeng Shuai pushed his usual mouse to his colleague's hand.

"This..."

"Forgive me and don't dare, the task personally issued by the editor-in-chief, whoever has a lot of trouble will die!" Zeng Shuaihu said pretending to be a tiger.

Hearing the word "editor-in-chief", the colleagues present were taken aback, and all of them lost their interest in listening to the new song, after all, no matter how good the new song is, it is not as important as the job.

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(New day, ask for collection, ask for collection, ask for collection!!)

PS: I plan to change from one shift in three days to one shift in two days, and then change back to one shift in one day!

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