Thinking of this, Wang Fan rushed home excitedly, the deadline for submitting the song was approaching, Wang Fan had to hurry up and quickly write the song and deliver it to the organizer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Fan, who returned home and was about to start, was dumbfounded, because although he remembered how to sing the song but couldn't compose the music, how could Wang Fan, who couldn't compose the music, send the song to the other party, and Wang Fan couldn't record his voice and send it over!

Do you want to waste this great opportunity? Wang Fan thought unwillingly. Suddenly, Wang Fan's eyes lit up, just because he won't mean that others won't! Looking for Sun Feifei, Sun Feifei has been at the same table for two years, Wang Fan knows Sun Feifei very well, Sun Feifei usually likes to play with musical instruments very much, and is very good at music, once Sun Feifei also sang a song by herself at the New Year's Day party, but Wang Fan, who doesn't know music, thinks that the songs written by Sun Feifei are particularly good.

Wang Fan immediately dialed Sun Feifei's phone, and the phone was answered after just a few rings, "Little Fanzi, why did you remember to call me?" Sun Feifei's lazy voice came from there, and Wang Fan, who usually heard the title of Xiao Fanzi, always had to protest a few times, but now he was completely in no mood, "Sun Feifei, do me a favor." Wang Fan said eagerly. Hearing Wang Fan's urgency, Sun Feifei didn't tease Wang Fan anymore, and asked with a straight face, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"I have an original song and want to participate in the song contest, but I can only sing and can't write the song into a stave, can you help me compose the tune of this song."

"Where am I going to find you?" Sun Feifei didn't ask much, and directly asked Wang Fan for the address.

"Come to my house, I happen to have no one in my house." Wang Fan said.

Twenty minutes or so, two o'clock in the afternoon. Sun Feifei came to Wang Fan's house. Seeing Wang Fan, Sun Feifei asked curiously: "When did you learn to compose, why did I never find out that you still have this talent!" Wang Fan laughed dryly, and said half-truthfully: "It's a dream, there's no way, genius is like this, dreams are different from others." After speaking, he sighed pretending to be annoyed. Sun Feifei glanced at Wang Fan, "Hurry up and take out your masterpiece and let me open my eyes!" “

Wang Fan blushed and said to Sun Feifei: "Maybe you can't sing well, don't laugh at me." Clearing his throat, Wang Fan began to sing the song in his memory, not only inherited the memory of another Wang Fan, Wang Fan also seemed to inherit another of his own singing experience, at the beginning Wang Fan was still a little rusty, singing and singing Wang Fan sang more and more fluently, in the singing, Wang Fan seemed to enter the rivers and lakes full of love and hatred, into his long-awaited fairy sword world.

"No matter how deep the feelings, no matter how sincere the concern, there will still be a day of separation...... In the end, how can the enemy live and die......"

"All feelings are bitter, but the world is obsessed; Karma is like an illusion, and it is difficult to get a ・・・・・・ for a lifetime."

"Life is a big dream of nothingness, Shaohua is white, but it is a blink of an eye"

The last line slowly fell, and the song was finished. Wang Fan, who was immersed in it, couldn't help sighing, this song represents a beautiful green time for himself, from now on, Wang Fan will gradually say goodbye to his ignorant self before, he has embarked on two completely different paths from his original self, how can this not make Wang Fan sigh? Sun Feifei heard it there, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"How?" Wang Fan nervously asked Sun Feifei for advice.

Sun Feifei looked at Wang Fan like a monster, she was really shocked, with her views on music, she could clearly feel the charm of this song, this is definitely a classic song, at their age, who has not seen Sword and Fairy, who has not been moved by the poignant love in the book. The rivers and lakes of the imperial sword carry wine, and the beauty is like jade. Ten years of sword love like a dream, won the name before and after his death. This song perfectly portrays the world of fairy sword in everyone's heart, it can be said that this song represents the memory of a generation, and Sun Feifei, who has come back to his senses, can already think of the huge sensation caused by the publication of this song.

Sun Feifei's beautiful eyes turned and looked at Wang Fan curiously. "What's wrong?" Wang Fan saw that Sun Feifei didn't speak, just kept looking at himself, and couldn't help asking. "Tsk, you're hiding deep enough, and I find that I can't see through you more and more." Sun Feifei said with a sigh. Wang Fan was overjoyed when he heard this, he knew that things should be fine, and she said to Sun Feifei in a good mood: "Don't be too curious about me, be careful to like me!" Sun Feifei took a sip of Wang Fan, "Your skin is really getting thicker and thicker, and you are about to catch up with the city wall." ”

Next, Wang Fan repeated the song, Sun Feifei listened to Wang Fan's tune and composed the stave, Sun Feifei's efficiency was particularly high, just the third time, Sun Feifei had already written the tune. Sun Feifei, who wrote the score, referred to the lyrics, hummed, scrutinized, and revised it repeatedly, and then sang it to the beat to determine the accuracy of the note time and the beat of the music.

Looking at the freshly baked manuscript, Wang Fan was excited, this manuscript is the key to his first pot of gold, and it is related to his future development path, thanks to Sun Feifei! Wang Fan looked at Sun Feifei, who was lying on Wang Fan's bed tiredly without any image. Wang Fan, who saw this scene, was moved again: "Sun Feifei, I have worked hard for you, I really don't know what to do without you." Sun Feifei listened to Wang Fan's thanks, rolled her eyes, and said to Wang Fan with a smile: "Since you thank me so much, then you owe me a favor." Wang Fan looked at Sun Feifei's quirky smile, and suddenly had a bad premonition. I had the heart to refuse, but Sun Feifei helped me so much, Wang Fan could only agree, "No problem." “

Looking at his watch, it was now more than four o'clock, and the post office had not yet closed, so Wang Fan quickly rushed out of the house with the manuscript and ran in the direction of the post office. At this time, it was not yet the rush hour after work, and it didn't take long for Wang Fan to arrive at the post office. There were only a few people scattered around the post office, and one of the windows was empty. Fortunately, there was no need to queue, Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, bought an envelope at the post office, Wang Fan put the manuscript in the envelope, carefully checked the mailing address several times, and after confirming that it was correct, he pasted a stamp and handed the envelope to the salesman.

Walking out of the post office gate, Wang Fan's heart was agitated, he had done his best, and then it was up to him to see if this song could be admitted.

In the sky, a few magpies were heard not far away.