Seeing that Han Ge wanted to see his manuscript, Liu Yufan handed it over casually. He is not afraid that this brother will take his songs and sell them to record companies, anyway, this thing will be taken out tomorrow to apply for copyright. And he also believes in the character of these people, after this period of contact, Liu Yufan is still quite satisfied with his three roommates, these people are relatively simple-minded, and there are not so many fancy intestines.

"Hehe, old Han, let's take a look, what is the new song written by Yu Fan?" Seeing that Han Ge got the score, Li Yue and Meng Fei came over curiously.

"On the moon? Yu Fan, why is this famous person so familiar. Han Ge saw the two roommates coming over, and took out the score in his hand a little to ensure that the three of them could see it, and then asked with some doubts.

"What do you mean by familiarity, you kid forgot, the third child came out with a Chinese-style pop folk music some time ago, isn't it called "On the Moon"? It's the one that plays with a flute and a guzheng. Meng Fei said. He is a fan musician, and he is no stranger to Yu Fan's song "On the Moon". Many students in the department like it very much, and a few of them who learn the flute play this tune in the music building every day.

"Really? Yu Fan, then why did you write it again. Han Ge didn't understand.

"Hehe, it's okay, the previous one was an instrumental version, this one is a singing version, and the two pieces also have some differences in melody and expression. The copyrights of both are also mine, don't be afraid. Liu Yufan explained with a smile.

"I'll take a good look." Han Ge said, looking at the score, and hummed quietly. He studied vocal music, and it was not difficult to sight-sing such a song with a straightforward and simple melody.

"Yu Fan, is this the second part? Why are there so many words in the following paragraph, and there is no melody, only rhythm, how to sing this. "Singing to the middle section. Han Ge suddenly discovered the "second part" of the score and asked suspiciously.

Listening to Han Ge's words, Liu Yufan knew that he saw Zeng Yi's male voice part, and explained: "That's not singing, it's talking." You know rap, that is. ”

"Oh? You added this to your song? It's kind of interesting. rap I know, some European and American fast songs, especially those black rappers. There is often such a style, but in Chinese pop music, it is really rare to see this kind of thing. Han Ge said with interest.

"Hehe, who is Yufan. Don't go off the beaten path. Li Yue said with a smile.

"This song is well written, the melody is simple, catchy, and it should be popular." After finishing the Han song, he commented on it, and returned the score to Liu Yufan.

After listening to Han Ge's words, Liu Yufan was secretly amused, and said in his heart, your vision is still a little worse. This song is not as simple as it is to be popular, hehe. That's a sales myth that has created the Chinese music scene. It's just that it's useless to talk to them about this now, everything still has to be told with facts.

"But Yufan, are you going to sing this song yourself or for others? I just sang a part, and I think it's a little weird in style, if it's a male voice, there's always a feeling that something is wrong, but it doesn't seem to be a female voice. All in all, it's a weird feeling. Han Ge thought for a while and said.

"Hehe, this song was tailor-made by me for a female singer, and her voice lines are relatively rough, which is very suitable for this style of song." Liu Yufan smiled and said.

"Hehe, Yufan, it's amazing, now I'm writing songs for people. Professional composer. No, no, I have to add a lyricist, amazing! Han Ge smiled and gave Liu Yufan a thumbs up.

Listening to Han Ge's words, Liu Yufan smiled silently. The fact that he started his own company was not publicized in school because these roommates did not know about it. He is now the owner of an entertainment company. Liu Yufan has long had a plan in his heart, and the inventory in his belly naturally still has to "return the things to the original owner", who should be who will sing, but there must be a premise, he must get his own flag, otherwise, wouldn't he make a wedding dress for others in vain? ..., After chatting with a few roommates, Liu Yufan, who had been busy all day, quickly fell asleep.

It's just that this sleep was not very pleasant. Because he had a dream that was very troublesome to him.

In the dream, Jiang Ya, who was dressed in white, looked at him with a resentful expression and was silent. He stepped forward to take her hand, but she turned and drifted away. He chased desperately, but in vain he found that he was chasing farther and farther, until the figure disappeared into a white mist. Liu Yufan was so anxious that he shouted again and again, but he woke himself up.

The moment I opened my eyes, there was silence in the dormitory, and the roommates snore evenly, and they slept very soundly. Liu Yufan looked at the mobile phone placed next to his pillow, it was four o'clock in the morning.

"How could I have had such a dream?" Liu Yufan muttered to himself, but he couldn't sleep.

"I haven't seen Sister Ya for a long time, and I don't know what she's up to. Alas, during this time, I was really busy, and I didn't bother to contact her, speaking of which, this boyfriend is really not very competent. Liu Yufan thought a little self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Ya has always been a relationship between him and a teacher, and because of this, Liu Yufan habitually has a sense of dependence on her psychologically. At the same time, he was also accustomed to Jiang Ya's care and consideration for him, but the dream just now reminded him that two people who love each other can't get along for a long time in such a mode. Concern is mutual, for Sister Ya, you can't blindly ask for it, you have to care more.

"Alas, there are too many things to do during this time, and when I'm done with it, I must go back and accompany her well." Liu Yufan secretly made up his mind, only then did he feel more comfortable, and seeing that he couldn't sleep anymore, he simply got up and went out to spin.

The campus of the high school is very large, and the environment is also very good. Five steps and one scene, beautiful and quiet. At this moment, the sky has just been clouded, and the east is white. Liu Yufan walked around the campus, breathing in the fresh air of the morning, and only felt that the whole person was much more energetic.

In the small park of the school, there are already some elderly people who are exercising here in the morning. Some of them are playing tai chi, some are dancing swords, and some are doing gymnastics, all of them are full of energy and spirit. In the grove not far away, there was a faint sound of singing and practicing his voice, which sounded very professional.

Most of these people are old teachers of the attached middle school, many of them are retired, and most of their homes are in the family building of the attached middle school, and exercising every morning has become a habit for them.

A thin old man with a white beard and hair was playing Tai Chi under a big willow tree. Liu Yufan saw that he was playing very tastefully, and couldn't help but stop and stand on the side to watch quietly.

Liu Yufan didn't understand Tai Chi, but based on his feelings, he deduced that the old man opposite was playing Tai Chi. However, between his moves and styles, he is not at all as soft as the Tai Chi that Liu Yufan saw before, but sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes soft and sometimes rigid, the strength between his gestures is endless, and the "shaking energy" when he exerts his strength is as decisive and crisp as a whip, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The old man didn't care about Liu Yufan's arrival at all, and he was still concentrating on punching him. His bottom is extremely stable and flexible. Every time he flickered and moved, he took root and was restrained. Although Liu Yufan doesn't know boxing, he can also see that the old man is very familiar with this boxing and is also excellent.

For half an hour, Liu Yufan stood still and watched the old man punch him. And the old man did not stop at all in this half an hour, a set of boxing techniques in one go, and when he finished fighting, he did not see the slightest hint of fatigue, but seemed more and more energetic, with a trace of healthy ruddy on his thin face, and his eyes were faintly shining. …,

After finishing the ceremony, the old man lightly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest, and then turned to look at Liu Yufan. He had already noticed this young man just now, but he didn't care about him, and at this moment, he saw that the other party had been boxing for more than half an hour in a row, and he didn't move, so he looked at him.

"Hehe, young man, you like boxing too?" The old man took out a neat snow-white sweat towel from his pocket and wiped his face gently, but there was no sweat stain on his face.

"I don't know too much, but I just saw that you fought well, so I stopped and looked at it for a while, what kind of punch are you fighting?" Liu Yufan asked curiously.

"Tai Chi." When the old man said these two words, he seemed very complacent.

"I thought it was like Tai Chi just now, but I didn't dare to say it." Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"Oh? Why didn't you dare to say it? The old man asked with some curiosity.

"Because your Tai Chi seems to be a little different from ordinary Tai Chi. Well, I mean, it seems a little different from the Tai Chi I've seen before. Liu Yufan thought for a while and said.

"Haha, you should tell me, why is it different?" The old man asked with a laugh.

"This, I haven't played tai chi either, and I can't say it specifically, I'll talk about it casually, don't laugh at me if it's wrong." Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can say whatever you want." The old man looked at Liu Yufan with great interest and said.

"The Tai Chi I watched before was soft, just like the old man's gymnastics, and it didn't look strong at all, but the set of Tai Chi you played just now was not completely soft, and sometimes the feeling of force looked particularly strong, I think this is the real Tai Chi, and you played much better than those people." Liu Yufan said with a smile, his words were not exactly compliments to the other party, but also his own heart.

"Hahaha" Hearing what Liu Yufan said just now, the old man laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of anger, which actually shocked Liu Yufan's eardrum with a faint pain.

After laughing, the old man looked at Liu Yufan and said, "Young man, Tai Chi is never simple!" ”