"Give me pen and paper, and I'll write you the sheet music and lyrics...... Uh", speaking of this, Jue Ling paused and asked, "Do you know how to read the score?" ”

"I can probably understand it, and I've learned a little bit in the past few days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Senbon Sakura took out the notepad and pen she was carrying and handed it to Jue Ling, and said unconfidently.

Jue Ling took the paper and pen and began to write, and said as he wrote: "Forget it, I'll take you to sing it later, it should be ......."

Before Jue Ling finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Youli, who had been standing on the side for a long time: "Vice President, have you forgotten our agreement, do you need it...... Let me remind you again. ”

"No need", Jue Ling shook his head, his hand outlining the notes did not stop, staring at the score with full attention, and said, "I have roughly conceived your lyrics and songs, and I will write them for you now." ”

"Then I'll see." Murong Youli said lightly, sat down next to Lu Yuanmao, and tidied up the hem of his skirt to prevent dew points.

At this time, she didn't believe that Jue Ling had already composed the lyrics and songs, and it was impossible to write a high-quality lyrics and music in two hours according to the mood of others.

Murong Youli also understands this, in her thoughts, Jue Ling may not even know her mood, after all, she doesn't say a word about her own mood, and it is not easy to speculate on other people's psychology.

She proposed this task that she knew was impossible, but she just wanted to force Jue Ling to come to the company, and by the way, she would make it difficult, and when Jue Ling didn't complete the task in the end, she could justifiably vent her unhappiness to Jue Ling.

After coming to the company, looking at Jue Ling's serious expression of interest in the new song, Murong Youli softened, and wanted to let Jue Ling go for the time being tonight.

However, Jue Ling seems to have forgotten her agreement, ignoring her, and talking to others about writing an original song tonight.

This made Murong Youli intolerable, and the idea of [letting Jue Ling go] increased to the point of [severely punishing Jue Ling].

Under Murong Youli's fierce gaze, Jue Ling wrote the lyrics and music of "Fairy Tale", threw it aside, and continued to write Murong Youli's share.

Lu Yuanmao didn't dare to disturb Jue Ling, and gently picked up the lyrics and score of "Fairy Tale" and tasted it carefully.

After reading the lyrics, Lu Yuanmao was impressed and nodded with great satisfaction. After reading the score, he hummed a short paragraph in his heart with the lyrics, and his eyes instantly lit up like a mirror.

Ignoring Jue Ling and Murong Youli, he took Chibon Sakura and went to the music recording studio, eager to let Chibon Sakura express the content on these two pieces of paper in the form of music.

Looking at Lu Yuanmao, who was leaving, Murong Youli was slightly surprised, and then regained his composure.

Judging from Lu Yuanmao's performance after seeing the score and lyrics, it was a very good quality song. But for her, it wasn't a surprise, because Jue Ling had just said that this was a score that had been conceived a few days ago.

For Jue Ling's creative ability, Murong Youli has always had a view of appreciation and envy, and she has to admit that Jue Ling is a rare creative genius in a hundred years.

Judging from the Chinese results of this monthly exam, Jue Ling scored 64 points in the 150-point test paper, and he scored 56 points in the 60-point composition.

With an essay score of 56 points, although I don't know how I am ranked in the liberal arts class, I am definitely the first person in the science class.

Because of this, many Chinese teachers in the school have begun to pay attention to the student in the second (2) class of high school who wrote a great truth.

Murong Youli looked at Jue Ling's flowing writing, and sneered in his heart: Writing so fast, and not stopping to think about it, is definitely filling in something casually to perfunctory me.

As if sensing what Murong Youli was thinking, halfway through the lyrics, Jue Ling paused for a moment, raised his head and said: "This song needs two people to sing together, if you don't mind, I can act as the male part." Of course, you can also finish singing it alone, but the effect should not be as good as I expected. ”

"Whatever, I don't care, as long as I can be prepared to reflect my current mood directly, everything is easy to say." Murong Youli didn't take Jue Ling seriously, because she didn't take this matter seriously at all.

"Then it's no problem", solving this problem, Jue Ling lowered his head and continued to write the lyrics and sheet music.

Murong Youli drank three cups of tea, and Jue Ling's creation was almost over.

Looking at Jue Ling's serious and dignified face, Murong Youli gradually had the idea that gave him goosebumps: He shouldn't have really created it, right?

Another minute passed, and the last note of Jue Ling's pen was formed.

"Ho~" Jue Ling exhaled a long breath, put down the pen, shook off his sore hand, and handed the lyrics and sheet music to Murong Youli: "See for yourself, if your mood is like this." If not, you'll be able to use me as a punching bag tonight. ”

What does Murong Youli think, is it still unclear to Jue Ling, who has seen the warmth and coldness of people, he has already penetrated Murong Youli's purpose.

However, as Murong Youli thought, Jue Ling didn't know Murong Youli's mood, so he could only guess based on his feelings.

I felt that I had guessed eight or nine times, so Jue Ling started to write (copy) (copy) this lyric.

In fact, he guessed right. Murong Youli was already dumbfounded just by seeing the title of the song, and involuntarily read it out: "Die for the exam or something......

That's right, her mood at this time is resentment against the exam and He Muzi, and the first paragraph of the lyrics points out her heart.

Die for exams or whatever, I'm going to go home and do my dreams. Even if the wind is strong and the waves are strong, I have the strength. The school didn't let the scum of the hair and soil be left, and told my parents. Your child is too bad to take care of, go home and farm......

Murong Youli's calmness gradually collapsed, lost in the lyrics, and chanted sentence by sentence according to the meaning expressed in the lyrics: "Why, my music class is occupied."

Changed geometry, the triangle cube slept.

Looking up at the clouds blowing and humming a song, I'm relaxing!

Besides, it's not easy for me, I took the first place in the whole grade, I'm sorry I will work hard next time, so I'm going to practice today.

…………

Why, grades are so important.

Is it really that funny to be laughed at?

Good grades will be very diao with flowers and firecrackers, of course I know.

Actually, I really work hard, I will work hard where you can't see, and every day I move forward for my dreams, it doesn't matter, I can definitely ...... too"

In the end, it was difficult to distinguish whether Murong Youli was confiding in his heart or simply reciting the lyrics.

Jue Ling was inconvenient to disturb, and quietly waited for Murong Youli's response.

In the end, he couldn't wait for Murong Youli to wake up from his immersion, and Lu Yuanmao came back with a thousand cherry blossoms.

"Finished recording?" Jue Ling looked up at Lu Yuanmao and asked.

"The recording is over", Lu Yuanmao nodded and said, his face full of excitement that could not be concealed.

"So fast?" Jue Ling frowned and asked, "Did you sing according to the tune I gave?" ”

"Can I come up with any other tune?" Lu Yuanmao asked rhetorically with a smile, then took out a small mp3 from the pocket of his right jacket, handed it to Jue Ling and said, "This is the best volume after three eliminations, listen to it." ”

Jue Ling took the mp3, put on the earbuds, and pressed the play button.

After about 3 seconds of blank passage, a long-lost but familiar music came, which was the original prelude to the fairy tale.

The tune is perfectly restored.,Then it's up to Chibon Sakura to see how she sings.。