Some people say that music is the language of the world, and that no matter race or national borders, we can always communicate with each other through music.

It is also said that music is the embodiment of emotions, so that emotions that cannot be expressed in words can be transmitted to others through music.

Some people even say that music is the door to another world, and through music, you can enter another world, be immersive, and feel a different realm.

Others don't know, but he is now immersed in another world, feeling the chic and tenderness of the rivers and lakes.

This fairy song is played under Zuo Yan's hand, sometimes urgent, sometimes melodious, sometimes solemn, sometimes gentle, the ancient tune, people's heartbeat can't help but follow.

An Meng is also enjoying this moment.

She never realized that there was such a song, just playing it on the piano, it could hit her softest heart!

In Zuo Yanna, the song is full of chivalrous tenderness in the rivers and lakes.

But in An Meng's song, it is tactful and desolate, as if a person who has experienced vicissitudes of life is telling about the ups and downs of his past life.

Everyone has a rough experience, a low point of loss, despair, sadness...... tend to be the most similar.

The sound of the piano suddenly became low and smooth, which reminded An Meng of her past.

An Meng comes from a wealthy family, but this is also destined for her to be unable to control her life freely.

In order to pursue the music she likes, in order to get rid of the shackles of the family consortium, An Meng went against the wishes of her family and secretly applied to the Jingshou Conservatory of Music.

Because of this, her father almost broke off her relationship.

An Meng is not understood, not favored, no one understands her pursuit, and no one thinks that she gave up the opportunity to inherit the family consortium and chose to be a singer.

It was An Meng's most difficult time, but fortunately, she was accompanied by music and accompanied her through this difficult youth.

Now that the clouds have cleared up, everything has become clear.

The music also took a sharp turn at this time, and the fast and rapid sound of the piano made people feel like they were standing on the water with a sword in their hands, and the battle was in full swing.

Finally, the song ended, and there was silence.

"How?" Zuo Yansao Bao made a hand off the piano keys, looked intoxicated, slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a smug smile.

In fact, Zuo Yan is asking knowingly.

He had already captured the impact of this piece on her from the emotions on An Meng's face.

You know, if you are an ordinary person, a slightly better tune can easily impress the other party, because ordinary people don't listen to music every day, and they don't study music very carefully.

But if you are a professional musician and a very good original singer, it will be very difficult to impress her!

But now that the ending has been revealed, An Meng's slightly reddened eyes and a glimmer of tears flickering in the corners of her eyes are all proving how good Zuo Yan's song is!

"What's your tune called?" An Meng took a deep breath and asked.

"Uh......" Zuo Yan thought for a while, "Jianghu"! ”

Originally, he wanted to take a more domineering name, what "Peerless" and "The First Song in the World", but after thinking about it, it would be better to be a little low-key.

"Jianghu ......" An Meng muttered, thoughtful.

Seeing this, Zuo Yan snickered in his heart.

You know it's amazing!

Don't look at what kind of super school girl you are, you sing well, and you can be original.

As long as you take something out a little bit, you can immediately shake it so much that you can't even find the north!

pretended to be a wave of beautiful force, and Zuo Yan was in a very comfortable mood.

"Is this your own original tune?" An Meng asked.

"Well, I was inspired by chance when I was doing farm work in my hometown." Zuo Yan lied and didn't make a draft, "In order to perfect this piece, I spent a lot of time studying the history of 5,000 years of civilization in China, and studied the etiquette of the major dynasties. ”

Fortunately, the Oscars do not have the "Best Braggart Award", otherwise Zuo Yan would definitely be the uncrowned king.

"That's right...... Do you have an original song with lyrics? An Meng asked, "This campus singer contest requires original songs to participate." ”

Zuo Yan was stunned.

He patronized the tunes and completely forgot about the lyrics.

"Can't a song without lyrics participate in the campus singer contest?" Zuo Yan asked tentatively.

"This campus singer contest is a test of a creator's lyrics, songs and singing skills, all three are indispensable, you only have songs now, if you don't have lyrics and singing stage, you will suffer." An Meng shook her head and said.

Zuo Yan was stunned.

He originally wanted to be a quiet piano man, but reality gave him a hard slap.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to write the lyrics for this song, okay?" An Meng said cautiously.

Every creator has great respect for art in their hearts, and they do not allow anyone to desecrate the artwork they create.

An Meng is like this, only if she composes, fills in the lyrics, and sings it herself, she will admit that this song is hers and indispensable.

Once someone proposes to tamper with a certain lyric or change a certain part of the tune, An Meng will be very angry.

This is an artist, the attitude of his own work!

"Oh? It's true! That's great! ”

It turns out that An Meng is purely thinking too much, she is an artist, but Zuo Yan is not, at most she is just a "high-level-stirring stick", where does she care about the small problem of her work being tampered with?

And Zuo Yan is worried about how to fill in the lyrics, but he has no experience at all, and the lyrics test is not only memory, but also artistic attainments, if you don't fill in well, it will be equivalent to ruining the song.

An Meng's proposal was tantamount to giving Zuo Yan charcoal in the snow, which made Zuo Yan feel ashamed.

Others helped him so sincerely, but he still wanted to pretend to be forced, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!

"Then the lyrics part will be handed over to you, there is still a week before the audition of the campus singer competition, I am waiting for your good news!" Zuo Yan said.

"Good!" An Meng said seriously.

She really liked this piece.

This "Jianghu" hit her heart directly and moved her, An Meng thinks that she has written so many songs, listened to so many beautiful songs, moved a lot, and touched people's hearts, but it can really make her immersive, as if she has experienced a song with an esoteric story, "Jianghu" is the first.

That's why she took the initiative to propose to fill in the lyrics for "Jianghu", and she also very much wanted to write her own thick ink on this song that she was moved by and fell in love with.

"Play it again, I'll compose it." An Meng said.

"Okay, no problem playing as many times as you want!"

……

At about twelve o'clock, An Meng carefully recorded the whole song.

Because it was too late, the two of them finally left the conservatory over the wall.

"Go back, I'm going back to my dorm too." Zuo Yan patted the soil on his body and said.

"Hmm!" An Meng nodded, she bit her lip, her eyes flickered, and when she saw that Zuo Yan was about to turn around and leave, she mustered up the courage to ask, "What's your name?" Leave a contact information and I'll get back to you when I've written the words! ”

"Look at my brain, forget all about this stubble." Zuo Yan patted the back of his head and said with a smile, "My name is Zuo Yan, and it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Zuo Yan ......" An Meng muttered these two words seriously.

Subsequently, Zuo Yan left his contact information, and also wrote in the house number of his bedroom, for fear that he would not receive the lyrics and would not be able to be this-stirring stick.

After finishing it, Zuo Yan turned around and left, but before he could take a few steps, he turned back again.

"I just remembered that the women's dormitory of Beijing University is open at half past ten, so I think it's similar to come to your Beijing Shou Conservatory of Music, right?" Zuo Yan said.

"It's okay, I have somewhere to go." An Meng said.

"It's twelve o'clock now, it's so late, you're a girl, it's not safe outside!" Zuo Yan said, "You have helped me so much, I have to thank you, go, I'll help you enter the dormitory!" ”

"You're going to help me into the dorm?" An Meng was stunned for a moment.

"Trust me, I promise you to get back to your dorm safely tonight!" Zuo Yan grinned.

Although An Meng was a little unconvinced, he still nodded and agreed to Zuo Yan's seemingly impossible help.

The two chatted as they walked, and soon arrived downstairs in the girls' dormitory.

The glass door has been locked from the inside with iron chains.

Zuo Yan glanced at this women's dormitory building, in terms of grade, it was no worse than the dormitory building in Beijing, and even surpassed.

"Come, come on my back!"

Zuo Yan bent on one knee, squatted down, and whispered to An Meng behind him.

"Huh?" An Meng didn't know what Zuo Yan wanted to do, so she didn't react.

"The patrolling security guards are still a hundred meters away from here, don't be stunned, come up!" Zuo Yan urged.

When An Meng heard this, she glanced around, as if she was a little worried about being seen by others.

After all, men and women don't kiss, An Meng has never even pulled a boy's hand since she was a child, and suddenly let her last one just touch the boy's back, it is inevitable that she will be a little resistant.

However, the cover of the night made An Meng a little bolder than before, she walked up, wrapped her hands around Zuo Yan's neck, jumped slightly, and pressed her body on Zuo Yan's back.

"Hey, I can't see that you're so thin on the surface, but you actually have some weight." Zuo Yan smiled.

"What are you talking about, go quickly!" An Meng's face turned red and hurriedly urged.

"Okay, hurry up, let's go!"

Zuo Yan admonished, then took a step forward and rushed towards the wall.

I saw him step directly on the wall with one step, and the other foot quickly followed, and his body magically ran on the wall!

"Fourteenth floor, it's here!"

Zuo Yan chuckled, grabbed the edge of the wall, like a monkey swinging, and his figure fell directly into the corridor on the fourteenth floor.

"What are you doing, come down."

An Meng looked surprised, her little face was full of incredulity, and it wasn't until Zuo Yan reminded her that she suddenly reacted.

I'm from 2016

(To be continued.) )