People's hearts are separated by the belly, and no one knows how fast they beat.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to Tang Yun's heartbeat, and he couldn't see it, he was talking to himself.

"That's right, I have a few songs here, I wrote them down based on your voice yesterday, you sing them, I'll see if it fits your voice, I'll prescribe the right medicine."

"Oh, that's right." Tang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, "Wait, Mr. Lin Feng, you said that you wrote it after listening to me sing yesterday?" Can you sing it now? The breath that had just been relieved tightened again.

Tang Yun was surprised, this is too fast. Sir, this is not to write a song for yourself, but to write a song for me, you said that you have listened to your own voice for so many years, and it is normal for you to be able to write a song for yourself very quickly, but we have not said a hundred words in total! Tang Yun really wanted to say from Lin Feng's mouth that he was just conceiving, and he just had an idea that he wanted to verify for himself.

It's a pity that Lin Feng couldn't hear her heart, and just answered her questions one by one.

"Basically, it can be understood like this, please don't mind if it's a little slow."

"Slow? Mind? No, no, I don't mind, Mr. Lin Feng is so dedicated, I admire it so much, how can I mind? Tang Yun smiled unnaturally, can such a speed be called slow?

"Okay, we have one more thing to say, the song let you see it first, but you have to keep it secret, even if you can't sing it, you can't leak it, after all, I still have to sell it to others, of course, if it suits you, it would be better." Lin Feng put forward a small condition.

"I know, Mr. Lin, I will definitely keep it a secret. If there is a leak, I am willing to compensate you far from the loss. Tang Yun said solemnly.

"Well, I'm relieved to have your words, you sit down for a while, I'll go get paper and pen and write it out for you, hehe, it's in my head." Saying that, Lin Feng stood up and walked towards the study upstairs.

Listening to Lin Feng's voice going upstairs, Tang Yun felt that her opinion of songwriters was about to change, last night's idea, if she had an idea, she didn't write it out, it was directly stored in her mind, could it be that the spring of songwriters is coming, not only the speed of lyrics and composition has become faster, but also the brain is better? Tang Yun was a little incomprehensible.

After taking the pen and paper and some things to pad the paper, Lin Feng sat on the sofa, leaned forward on the table and began the great work of moving words and songs.

Lin Feng concentrated on moving the song, Tang Yun was sitting motionless, but there was no weird atmosphere in the villa, only the slight rustle of paper and pencil rubbing, the sky outside gradually darkened, and the sun converged the last ray of light and gave the world to the night. Under the setting sun, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the fate of being shrouded in night.

Suddenly, the pen in Lin Feng's hand stopped, and Tang Yun, who had been sitting upright, also moved.

"Mr. Lin Feng, the song, have you written it?" Tang Yun asked cautiously.

"No, the light is a little dim, I need to turn the lights on." Lin Feng said as he stood up and finished the switch.

Syllable!

The light occupies the living room and draws a piece of light in this dark world.

"It's going to take about five minutes, you take a drink of water and adjust it." Lin Feng said to Tang Yun.

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Tang Yun picked up the water cup on the table.

Lin Feng wrote again, and the rustling sound followed the break just now, and sounded again.

Quietly, quietly time passed the time that Lin Feng carried.

Straightening up and covering the pen in his hand, Lin Feng picked up an elegant, strong, ghost-drawn piece of paper on the table and handed it to Tang Yun.

Tang Yun hurriedly took the two songs, this thing is very expensive! Ninety percent!

"The name of this song is Courage, you get familiar with it first. I'm going to get the guitar. Lin Feng said.

Tang Yun first took a cursory look at the song and lyrics, and then judged the level of this song with her experience and understanding over the years, the lowest is the level of Sancai, took a deep breath, eased the pause of her heart, Tang Yun seriously familiarized herself with the tune. Looking at these soft tunes seriously, Tang Yun couldn't help but indulge in them, hummed his voice, and gradually became fascinated.

"Yes, it seems that I didn't read it wrong, I didn't choose it wrong, you really fit this song." Lin Feng didn't know when he had come down from the stairs, holding a brand new guitar in his hand.

"Mr. Lin, I'm not embarrassed, I didn't control it." Tang Yun apologized.

"Hehe, it's okay, this shows that you have a relationship with this song, okay, now it's up to you to grasp it, or I'll show you it." Lin Feng smiled.

"I think I can, I'll do it myself." Tang Yun refused the demonstration that Lin Feng wanted to give her, and an indescribable confidence emanated from her body and couldn't help but be convincing. Encountering a song that is destined to make her popular, and this song will also be her own, the foreseeable glorious future makes her more confident.

People don't know the future, so they are always looking for it. The future is brilliant, that's what everyone wants to believe, and that's true, because the future is always in the future. Seeing hope, let the fantasy of the fantasy realize the brilliance, people may leave the world with two choices, since there is hope, more confident to make the brilliant future more brilliant, or indulge, because the glory is ahead, it will be there soon, and it will slide into the abyss not far from the glory. Tang Yun is the former,

Seeing this, Lin Feng was slightly stunned, then smiled slightly and said.

"Suitability may not be able to control and win, so, ten minutes of time, familiar with the words and songs, and it depends on you whether the relationship with this song is deep or shallow."

Tang Yun nodded solemnly, sometimes the opportunity is actually in his own hands, Tang Yun knows this truth. Tang Yun took the guitar, quickly entered the state, and began to get acquainted.

Lin Feng reminded the details from time to time on the side, no need to sing, only give ten minutes at a time, and it is difficult for some strong people not to give some reminders.

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A book occupies most of the study.

Chen Kun was looking intently at a piece of paper, the paper was from his own home, and the content on the paper was not.

"Okay, it's well written, but why is the style so different compared to this poem that believes in the future?" Chen Kun was talking to himself as he picked up another piece of paper, which was printed with a belief in the future.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" Chen Kun's son, Chen Mingxian, pushed the door and walked in.

"Well, you can take a look at this poem and interpret it with your expertise." Chen Kun beckoned and said to his son, who was not young.

Chen Mingxian answered, walked in front of Chen Kun, and took the paper in Chen Kun's hand.

"On the other side of the mountain, Lin Feng ,......" Chen Mingxian looked down silently.

Soon, he looked up at his father.

"Done? Tell me what you think. Chen Kun asked his son with a test.

"This Lin Feng is really talented, the problem of the top 1,000 qualifiers has been solved in this way, through the child to express the yearning and confusion of childhood, through the passage of time some children's adult perception and belief, to achieve lofty ideals, we must endure hardships and tribulations again and again to overcome disappointment, keep climbing countless mountains, praise the ideal to encourage the growth of people, for the cultivation of students' outlook on life and worldview will play a positive role, this poem can even be selected into primary school or junior high school textbooks."

After evaluating the content, Chen Mingxian, a member of the Department of Educational Administration, fixed the position of the poem.

"Well, that's right, and this poem artistically seems to be plain and plain, but in fact it is rippling and gripping. The frustration described in the first paragraph from the negative depiction in turn enhances the authenticity of the "mountain/sea" opposition from the senses and emotions, so that the poem can fully complete the final reversal and sublimation of "sea" to "mountain" in a powerful conflict, and the ups and downs of this emotion make the whole poem obtain an appropriate rhythm. It is very suitable for students to have a preliminary and deep understanding and grasp of the beauty of contrast and rhythm. ”

After interpreting it from an artistic point of view, Chen Kun changed the topic.

"Although Lin Feng is only seventeen years old, he is the first to attain, so I want you to propose at the meeting of your administration department that these two poems be selected as teaching materials." As he spoke, Chen Kun patted the paper on the table that said he believed in himself.

"But ......" Chen Mingxian hesitated, "Dad, Lin Feng's age is very young, it's not a sentence that can be said first, other colleagues are okay, it's difficult to make sense with the team leader, and my voice as the deputy team leader is not as big as the team leader for the time being." Unless Lin Feng's tone and fame can make the team leader speechless, he will have to wait for a few years. ”

"You can make a foreshadowing within you first, as long as Lin Feng is willing to be serious, I estimate that it will not take a few years for Lin Feng's fame and literary style to be truly recognized by the public, rooted in the literary world and society, and it will not be as big and wide as it is now, but it is still rootless duckweed."

"Dad, you're right, but the key is that he can get serious, Lin Feng's reputation in the music world is no less than that of a first-class singer, and even his songs are above the level of four elephants on the Xinsheng Network, can he let it go, he wants to have both, and in the end there are a lot of people who can't achieve anything!" Chen Mingxian thought about the young man who was now dazzling and said.

"In two days he will come to Kyoto for the Imperial Good Productions Competition, and then I will find a way to meet him and persuade him as his future teacher. It is very easy to produce a star in the music and art world, but it is really too difficult to have a rooted person in the literary world. Chen Kun said lightly.

"Okay, Dad, I'll find a suitable time to mention it at the meeting, if not, I'll have to wait." Chen Mingxian said.

"Well, no, just wait, after all, he is only seventeen years old, although his heart and cultivation can be seen from these poems, but there are also a lot of corrupted hearts by fame and fortune, who can escape fame and fortune in the world, I can't, it's just how much I can resist. It's just that this is a big loss for the students in the past two years, and I hope they can learn by themselves after class. ”

"Let's go, go for a walk with me, and talk about the Legend of the Condor Heroes by the way, this martial arts classic that I can't believe is written by a seventeen-year-old boy." Chen Kun sighed and said.

"Well, Dad, I'll help you."

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