Chapter Seventy-Four: Changing the School Song
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That is, how can Yang Hao write songs, what is the relationship with Tang Yueying, for the ideas of the later competitions, what songs to use, etc., Yang Hao answered one by one, but some did not give a clear answer, for example, the later songs only answered and used original, the type was not explained, and the relationship with Tang Yueying was only the relationship between the senior sister, and it did not explain that it is now the relationship between partners and subordinates.
finally satisfied the reporters who were still unsatisfied, and when they left, these reporters did not forget to say hello to Yang Hao, and they would come to interview next time.
Let Yang Hao think about whether to rent a house outside, now that he has money, he basically has no classes in his senior year, he can focus on developing his career, and it is not a matter to be in the dormitory all the time, and as long as he pays attention to renting a house, he should not be found out, so as not to face reporters every day.
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Hao decided to find an agent in the afternoon and rent a house.
However, his idea has been frustrated for the time being, at least there is no time to go today.
Standing up, Yang Hao patted the weeds on his buttocks, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man with a black face and a smiling old man not far away, looking straight at him, judging from the sweat on their cheeks, they had obviously been standing for a long time.
Yang Hao smiled brightly, walked up to the two, and said respectfully: "Principal Zhong, Director Li, hello." ā
The middle-aged man with a black face was Li Pingwei, and his serious expression slowed down a lot at this time, and he said with a smile: "Hello, Yang Hao." ā
The smiling old man is the president of Jingcheng University, named Zhong Hua, and he is an enlightened old man, but when Yang Hao thinks of his name, he always unconsciously thinks of a cigarette in his mind.
At this time, Zhong Hua looked at Yang Hao with a smile and said teasingly: "Tsk, Yang Hao, it's amazing!" With so many little girls surrounding you, aren't you afraid that your school girl girlfriend will be jealous? ā
ā¦ā¦ A black line hung on Yang Hao's head, this principal is good, he just likes to tease students.
"Principal, director, are you looking for something with me?" Yang Hao didn't get entangled anymore, and asked directly, the more entangled you are with this principal, the more energetic he becomes.
Li Pingwei replied: "I saw you in the draft yesterday, right?" ā
"Yes." Yang Hao replied honestly: "I participated in the program "I'm Crazy for Songs" on Beijing TV, and now I have advanced to the national knockout round. ā
"Hmm" answered, Li Pingwei continued: "You know how to write songs, right?" ā
Yang Hao was a little strange, Li Pingwei should have known about his ability to write songs, why should he ask now, so he still answered honestly: "Yes." ā
Where did Yang Hao know, Li Pingwei knew that he used two songs to defeat Li Xiang, and finally made Chen Peng lose the bet, but Li Pingwei didn't care about the songs at all, he thought that Yang Hao used the songs that had already appeared.
After being seen in Yang Hao's game last night, I learned from my daughter's mouth that this student, whom I value more, can actually write songs, so I have such a question now.
Zhong Hua and Li Pingwei glanced at each other, and both of them had some surprises in their eyes.
Li Pingwei raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, let's go eat first!" Yang Hao, you come along, we have something I want to discuss with you. ā
Yang Hao didn't shirk it, but still said politely: "Principal, director, I owe you to go to college in the past few years, what can I do, just give orders, don't say anything to discuss." ā
"Let's go, let's go eat first." Zhong Hua glanced at Yang Hao with satisfaction, waved his hand, and took the lead towards the outside of the school.
There is an elegant restaurant outside the school, usually some students and teachers like to come here to eat, now it is still during the holidays, the students have not returned to school, although it is noon, but there are still a few best seats vacant, Yang Hao and Zhong Hua, Li Pingwei sat in a window position.
After Li Pingwei ordered the dishes, Zhong Hua said: "Yang Hao, you should know our school's school song!" ā
The school song of Jingcheng University was composed by a famous songwriter and a lyricist in Daxia more than 70 years ago, and it has the meaning of actively building the country and striving to create a better life in that era.
But this school song has a very strong atmosphere of that era, and it is not quite in line with the ideological trend of students in this era, Zhong Hua and Li Pingwei are looking for themselves, I am afraid that they saw that I can write songs, and they want to change the school song again.
Yang Hao nodded while thinking about it, understanding what the two school leaders were looking for him.
Zhong Hua rarely smiled bitterly, which made Yang Hao a little surprised, and then he said: "The young people of your generation are very open-minded, and they are more assertive and thoughtful, they are students of the new century, and there is a big gap compared with our era, I often hear them on campus, some students complain that the school song is a little old, and it does not meet their aesthetics, so they have long had the idea of changing it, but they can't find a suitable one, today Xiao Li came to me and told me about you, his suggestion is, please write a song"
Yang Hao thought for a while and asked, "Principal, what kind of school song do you want?" ā
Yang Hao didn't want to refuse, Yu Qing, the predecessor was because of the two people in front of him who could enter the university, which also led to Yang Hao being able to cross over, and even met Huang Ziqi, not to mention that now the two Yang Hao are the same person, and gratitude is shared by both of them.
Yu Li, the two high-level leaders of the school, took the initiative to discuss with themselves, and they should not refuse.
As soon as they heard Yang Hao's question, Zhong Hua and Li Pingwei knew that he had agreed, and they were very happy in their hearts.
Zhong Hua said: "You are a young person, and you have the same thoughts and opinions as today's children, so you can write a song that fits your mentality and thoughts, and of course, it must be good." ā
As soon as Zhong Hua said this, Yang Hao had a bottom in his heart, there are so many songs on the earth, and he can always find one that meets the requirements.
So Yang Hao nodded and said, "I understand, I'll start writing when I go back, and I'll get it out as soon as possible." ā
Now that he has only been away from school for a few days, Zhong Hua heard Yang Hao say this, thinking that the song was very tight, he waved his hand again and again, and said: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you write it slowly, just write it at the end of next month." ā
"At the end of next month?" Yang Hao was a little puzzled, it had been more than a month since the school started at that time, and the new students were already familiar with some basic things in the school, would it be a little late.
Li Pingwei explained: "This year is the 115th anniversary of the founding of our school, a few days ago the school leaders discussed, after the completion of the military training of the freshmen, a celebration party will be held, when the new school song is announced, maybe you need to go on stage to sing it." ā
Saying this, Yang Hao understood, suddenly said "oh", and nodded slowly.
Li Pingwei said about the school anniversary, and Yang Hao remembered that some time ago, the teacher of his high school alma mater seemed to have sent a message inviting him to participate in the school celebration next month, but the competition schedule for next month's draft is not known for the time being, so Yang Hao did not give a positive reply.
After eating, Yang Hao chatted with the two teachers for a while, then returned to the dormitory, and began to think about which song to use as the school song, forgetting to rent a room.
It only took ten minutes for Yang Hao to think of a song, which felt very in line with the requirements, so he wrote it down, and after getting the accompaniment, Yang Hao hummed it again, and felt better.