"Girls, boys, be quiet!"

In a classroom-like room, women in their thirties clapped their hands, focusing on the chatting and farting of the boys and girls in the room.

Hearing the teacher speak, the more than 20 trainees in the classroom sat upright one by one, waiting for the lecture to begin. The female teacher seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's expression, and nodded with her head propped up.

"That's it! Today is our weekly songwriting class, originally I gave you this class, but today I invited our company's chief composer - Yu Yongzhen senior! Everyone is welcome! ”

As she spoke, the female teacher took the lead in leading everyone to clap their hands and encourage everyone to stir up the atmosphere.

Hearing the cheers of the students in the room, Yu Yongzhen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and glared at the young man behind him fiercely, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to be a teacher today. Since the students were cheering, of course they should also walk in, Yu Yongzhen pushed the door and walked in slowly, followed by a young man.

After seeing that the person who came was really Yu Yongzhen, everyone's cheers rose even higher, as trainees, they knew that singing, dancing, variety shows, etc., these are not unusual, and only lyrics and composition are more valued by the company's internal leaders, because there is a big difference between singing a good song and writing a good song.

Yu Yongzhen smiled and pressed down on his hand, and only after everyone's voices were completely quiet did he speak: "Today, I will lead you to experience the wonderful world of lyrics and music!" Let's also learn from each other and improve each other! ”

Yu Yongzhen's speech was very gentle and intimate, and just a few words attracted another round of cheers from everyone.

Most of everyone's eyes fell on Yu Yongzhen, but they ignored someone who came in after him, but among the trainees in the audience, there was a pair of eyes staring at him tightly, with a look of puzzlement and confusion: "Why is the uncle here?" ”

Yu Yongzhen said a few more words, then remembered that there was a person behind him, smiled, and then turned to him and said, "Junrong, go down and find a place to sit by yourself!" ”

Li Junrong nodded, he had already aimed at a position just now, so after Yu Yongzhen's words were finished, he walked straight over there, and waved his hand slightly at a girl's seat as he passed her.

"Humph!" The little girl snorted disdainfully, and looked up proudly at him.

Li Junrong sat behind the little girl, and saw that there were people around him looking at him vigilantly, but Li Junrong nodded at them kindly, there was no need to conflict with them. looked around, which gave Li Junrong another illusion, as if he had returned to a certain point in his life, with youth, laughter, tears, and emotion

But a ball of paper that happened to be thrown on his nose shattered his illusion, and the reality was so cruel. Catching the paper ball in his hand, Li Junrong's eyes glanced at a certain girl in front of him who was shaking her shoulders and looking at her smirk.

Unfolded the paper ball, and a few words were written crookedly on it: "Uncle, what are you doing here?" Compared with the little girl herself, the font is really not good-looking, Li Junrong picked up the pen and replied simply, I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time, or under the teacher's nose, I have the impression that this kind of thing happened in the previous life, and at that time his task was just to 'pass'.

On the podium, Yu Yongzhen had already sorted out what he was going to talk about today, coughed lightly, and the classroom was suddenly silent, and even the craziest girl sat up straight.

"Today, I'm going to talk to you about how to compose lyrics and music, and what kind of mentality you should have!"

"There are so many ways to create a melody, and no one dares to say it; What must be done so that you can create a good melody! It can be said that no one dares to boast of such a Haikou! But what I want to tell you today are a few points that need to be paid attention to, listen to it, if you think it is helpful, you can try it, I believe it will give you a more perfect overall structure of the song. ”

"What makes a good melody? Since melody creation requires a good sound, what is considered a 'good sound'? What are the criteria for sounding good? ---- what you think sounds good, others don't necessarily think so. ”

On the podium, Yu Yongzhen talked eloquently, helping everyone to memorize and master the basic essentials of these creations, which also made Li Junrong, who was in contact with him for the first time, feel fresh, just like a mouse running into a sweet pot, listening carefully to Yu Yongzhen's explanation.

Although Zheng Xiujing in front of her sketched on the notepad from time to time, her mind was obviously not on listening to the lecture, but from time to time she secretly glanced back like a thief, and carefully looked at the ghost drawings on the notebook, and it was Li Junrong's name that covered a whole piece of paper.

"Tell me, what is the 'Motif' I just talked about?"

Yu Yongzhen stretched out his hand and pointed to the podium, seeing that she did not react, Li Junrong, who was sitting behind Zheng Xiujing, had no choice but to stretch out his long legs and kick Zheng Xiujing's bench legs, waking her up from her confused state.

"Ahh Is the teacher talking about me? ”

Yu Yongzhen's face changed.

Zheng Xiujing, who stood up in a hurry, didn't hear Yu Yongzhen's question clearly at all, so she had to lower her head at this moment, waiting for the storm to come. Because Yu Yongzhen is usually very close, but he is very rigorous in class or creation, and he hates the kind of people who don't listen carefully and disturb classroom discipline.

'I blame you! I blame you! ’

While waiting for the storm that greeted her, Zheng Xiujing's heart had been pierced with countless little straw men with Li Junrong's name on them, and today they all complained that he made his attention no longer so concentrated.

"The main theme, the motivation for creating music!"

Li Junrong quietly reminded behind Zheng Xiujing's back that this was the answer to Yu Yongzhen's question just now. Hearing a strange sound coming from behind him, although he was a little skeptical, Zheng Xiujing still answered according to the answer he said.

"'Motif' refers to the theme and motivation of making music!"

After listening to Zheng Xiujing's answer, Yu Yongzhen nodded and motioned for her to sit down. Zheng Xiujing was relieved at this time, Yu Yongzhen's expression just now was too scary. Although the final answer was that Li Junrong behind him told him, the little girl still decided not to forgive him in her heart, and threw him the back of her head and ignored her, because she had to listen to the lecture next.

Li Junrong is a little funny, it's good today, not only did he experience a student, but he also did all the stupid things he did when he was a student today, as if he had returned to the past.

(PS: The network cable was blown off by the wind last night, and today I deliberately ran to someone's house to rub the wifi, and made up for yesterday's chapter, I hope you will vote for Hu Tong to recommend and collect, and there are not too many local tyrants to support!) Thank you! ）