The reason why Jiang Li agreed to Liu Qianqian to write this book with "himself" as the protagonist is not because he has any hobby of selling himself or making people sing praises of virtue, nor does he want to lust himself as a god, for him who has the existence of a music palace, these are actually indifferent floating clouds, but "The Legend of the God of Music" It's not an ordinary fantasy novel, it's more like a biography of him and the people around him, from now on, step by step, leaving a mark, until he is dying, looking back, it should also be a kind of happiness, which is the value and meaning of its existence.

After Jiang Li and Liu Qianqian determined the approximate, the two separately contacted the candidates for the writing committee, Liu Qianqian's father Liu Qingyi really readily agreed to this matter, expressing strong interest, at the same time, he also recommended his wife, that is, Liu Qianqian's mother Fang Mengru, a well-known contemporary novelist, Liu Qingyi himself is actually a well-known writer, but he is good at essays and prose, and the couple will jointly serve as the chief writer of the writing committee, responsible for adding, deleting, modifying and polishing on the basis of Zhang Nara's first draft.

In addition, Jiang Li invited Li Qian and Su Qiren, who did not write books directly, but only served as consultants on classical music and pop music in "The Legend of the God of Music" respectively, and proposed relevant revisions, so as to make the content in this area more professional and reasonable, and explain the artistic conception, truth and charm of music to the public in simple terms.

In this way, the members of the compilation committee of "The Legend of the God of Music" were basically determined, a total of seven people, Zhang Nara was responsible for the first draft, Liu Qingyi and Fang Mengru were responsible for the main writers, Li Qian and Su Qiren were the music consultants, Liu Qianqian was responsible for proofreading and finalizing the draft, and Jiang Li was the most remediated and checked.

Among them, two popular singers, two well-known writers, and the first and second leaders of the Suzhou Provincial Music Association. Except for Liu Qianqian, the editor-in-chief of "Silent Night Thoughts?Literature and Art Newspaper", it may be a little inadequate, and anyone else can be regarded as a well-known figure, these people come together to form a writing committee, the lineup can be described as unprecedentedly spectacular, and the future of "The Legend of the God of Music" is undoubtedly very exciting.

Jiang Li also contacted Ye Chen, Tang Shishi, Shu Yutong and others who would be involved in the book to ask for their opinions. Sure enough, as Liu Qianqian expected, they agreed to Jiang Li's decision without thinking about it, Tang Shishi even wanted to participate in the compilation herself, but she knew that her writing level was average, and she was not professional enough in music, so she couldn't help much, so she didn't really do that, and only asked Jiang Li to pass her a copy when she reviewed it, so that she could have a sneak peek.

The person who is most out of contact with the river is Ripples. In fact, he didn't need it at all, Ripple knew best, if it was what he said, she would definitely listen, and he didn't do anything bad for her, so there was no need to ask, but he still decided to make this call, mainly because he missed her.

Because Ripple has to go to school during the day. So Jiang Li chose to call the other party at night and lay on the bed. Holding the hugging bear with the residual ripples and body fragrance, Jiang Li heard a brisk ringtone from the mobile phone, which was the "Gardenia Bloom" he sang, this song was originally written for parting, and it seems to be a metaphor for the ripple mood here, but it also evokes a little sadness invisibly.

"Brother-" An affectionate murmur sounded in Jiang Li's ears. The 100,000 pores of his whole person all opened up in an instant, transparent and comfortable.

It turned out that this moment was what he had been looking forward to.

Jiang Li adjusted his mood a little and said gently, "How are you over there now?"

"Well, it's okay. It's just that every day is a bit hard, I have to go to school during the day, and I have to study music at night with Mr. Fu, and I realized that there is still so much knowledge about violin. Ripple said seriously.

Jiang Li's heart softened again, and he hated to hold Ripple in his arms and caress him, but he still restrained himself, after all, this was a decision they made together, since the decision was made, he couldn't retreat because of a little hard work, Ripple must also be mentally prepared in this regard.

So Jiang Li changed the topic and said about "The Legend of the God of Music", and Ripples immediately said: "As long as it is my brother's decision, I agree with it, because everything in Ripples is my brother's." ”

The latter sentence seemed to be easy to cause misunderstanding, Jiang Li's face turned red, and he secretly scolded himself for thinking of where he went, cleared his throat, and said: "Okay, I know the Dao, Ripple, do you have to know the Dao well there? ”

"Well, then I'll hang up. "Ripples are very crisp and authentic.

Jiang Li was slightly stunned, the phone really hung up, didn't this little girl even want to say a word to her dear brother?

As a result, soon his mobile phone rang, and after connecting it, he heard Ripple say slyly: "What did you feel just now?"

"I ...... Okay, girl, I haven't seen you for two days, and you're going to tease my brother, looking for a fight!" Jiang Li pretended to be angry.

"Ah, begging my brother to spare my life, people just suddenly want to hear which song my brother's ringtone is, it turns out to be the same as mine, sure enough, my brother and I are the closest, and I have a little bit of a good heart!" Ripple seemed to be quite happy, and then heard her shout from a distance, "Teacher, I'll be fine right away." ”

"Brother, the teacher let me pass, so let's stop here this time. Ripples pulled back in.

"Well, come on, ripples. Jiang Li said gently.

Ripple was suddenly silent for a moment, and plucked up the courage to say, "Brother, I love you." ”

This is rarely said to him since the ripples have grown, after all, he is very shy, but now it seems that she is much bolder because she is not talking face-to-face.

Jiang Li was the same, he groaned for a while, and said seriously: "Ripples, brother loves you too." ”

"Shall we 'poof' one?" there was a slight tremor in Ripple's voice.

Jiang Li agreed, it was not a big deal to treat it as an intimate exchange, the two "kissed" each other through the mobile phone, and then hung up the phone at the same time, so as not to let the other party hear the sad beep, this is the tacit understanding between brothers and sisters.

Throwing the phone aside and ignoring it, Jiang Li looked up at the ceiling, there was no light in the room, the moonlight shone in through the window, light and shadow were intertwined, like a picture like splashing ink, he suddenly couldn't help but bury his angular face in the arms of the hugging bear, sniffing the smell of ripples on it, and then remembering the past again, wanting to find the traces of ripples after he went to college.

"Uhhh

Jiang Li came to the top of the main hall, the nine suns were the same as always, but the gap in the middle seemed to be a little bigger, could it be that when he was away, this sun was absorbing the white energy in the hall by itself?

If he poured all the white energy in the hall into it now, would he let this sun open completely? What kind of situation would happen then? Jiang Li didn't know what to do, although he was curious, but reason told him not to be impulsive, otherwise he would regret it once something bad happened.

Since he came, Jiang Li also listened to music here for a while, and he specially selected a few songs about parting, which further pricked his nerves, and had a kind of self-harming pleasure, his consciousness gradually became numb, and he slowly fell into a deep sleep and disappeared into the palace.

At this time, I saw wisps of white energy surging towards the sun in the center of the dome of the temple at a slow speed, and then the gap became larger and larger.

This night, Jiang Li had a strange dream, he dreamed that he was standing on the platform of the train station, watching the train carrying ripples getting farther and farther, he chased the train desperately, but the train still disappeared from sight, at this moment, suddenly, ripples in a white sundress appeared in front of him, not the ripples when she grew up, but her when she was a child.

The scene changed, Jiang Li and Xiao Lianyi appeared under the big apricot tree in the middle of his grandfather's orchard, he pressed each other against the tree, Ripple closed his eyes, he finally made up his mind, kissed it, jerky kiss, long kiss, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had also become himself when he was a child, and it seemed that he could still hear the laughter of his friends around, and then Ripple raised his delicate face, his cheeks were red, and he moved his lips.

What is it talking about?

Why can't you hear anything clearly?

Jiang Li suddenly found that the figure of the ripples gradually moved away with this sentence, and no matter how much he chased him, he couldn't catch up, and he saw that there were two lines of clear tears left in her eyes, as if she was sad because she couldn't pass this sentence smoothly.

The long night, the pouring rain, Jiang Li desperately chased the ripple figure in his dream, he couldn't see the other party anymore, but he still couldn't stop, he knew that the ripples must be crying somewhere, so he couldn't let himself be better, his heart was dripping blood, he broke through these shoes, the sky kept flashing thunder, but it couldn't illuminate everything black and black in his heart.

What did the ripples say to him? And what did he forget for? What did the sudden vanishing memories of the ripples mean? What was the temple of music? All of this was like a fog shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, Jiang Li was woken up by a ringtone, sweating profusely, the tears on his face had not dried, and he was crying, but now he didn't care about wiping it, he picked up his mobile phone, and saw that the caller ID was ripples, so he immediately cheered up and connected the phone, but heard a burst of crying.

"Ripple ......"

There was no response, only cries, haunting my ears like ghosts, and the cries grew louder and more poignant.

"Ah——!" Jiang Li sat up suddenly, hugged his head, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, this time he really woke up, the ringtone of the mobile phone next to him was ringing, and the caller ID was ripples, because of the previous shadow, he didn't even dare to pick it up this time, he was afraid that the scene in the dream would really appear.

But he couldn't let Ripple wait for a long time, so he pressed the answer button, crying, it turned out to be still crying, he was really frightened, and shouted repeatedly: "Ripple, ripple ......" (to be continued......