Chapter 7, Shen Xueba, I didn't expect it
Shen Yanci looked at the manuscript in his hand, his eyelids narrowed slightly, and he hid his surprise: "Write about Dongting Lake?" ”
"That's right, tourism propaganda song." Chu Jinglin leaned back against the wall leisurely, a little proud.
Shen Yanci held the score, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the table with the beat.
Chu Jinglin looked at his posture in surprise, this is obviously an expert!
Shen Yanci read the score in detail, and said to Chu Jinglin: "The words are good, simple, but they contain rhyme, and the diction is appropriate...... The song is a little less charming. ”
Chu Jinglin was waiting for Shen Yanci's high evaluation, but he didn't want Shen Yanci to say that he didn't write well enough, in line with the attitude of thirst for knowledge, he put his head to Shen Yanci's hand, stared at the manuscript he held in his hand and asked, "You say you say!" ”
Shen Yanci closed the manuscript and gave the manuscript back to Chu Jinglin: "The chorus part will be more memorable if it is lowered by half." ”
"Wouldn't that be a bit flat?" Chu Jinglin sat up straight with a little puzzlement, looked at his manuscript, and glanced at Shen Yanci silently.
"It's better to sing a tourism promotional song." Shen Yanci explained.
"That's just as well." Chu Jinglin looked at his manuscript, what was the stubbornness, and he was easily persuaded by Shen Yan's words.
Chu Jinglin pushed the book aside and took out breakfast from his schoolbag, the toast had already been heated by Qu Qingxuan, although it had been in the schoolbag for more than half an hour, there was still residual warmth, and he avoided eating cold food.
While eating breakfast, he turned his pen and changed the manuscript without a stroke, and his mouth was half-humming and half-singing.
You are there
Cloud dreams rise with the moon
Qing Shui's body has been rippling eight hundred miles of mountain trees
Extra-moon bells and drums
The white bird is idle
The crane chirped in the cave and the fish jumped into the beads
Last month, there was a lonely hanging
Autumn is the same
Infinite scenery autumn guests drunk into the mountain mist
The beauty is so charming
Overnight accommodation on passenger boats
Yunyue chases
The frost fell on Xiangye, and the poems and books on the pillow were cold
Mountains and rivers are far away
Junshan is eternal
This trip crossed Han Chu
Wade this road with you
……
"Perfect!"
Chu Jinglin put down the pen and looked at the manuscript in his hand with great satisfaction, not stingy in his praise of his work, remembering that it was
Shen Yanci's suggestion, he looked at Shen Yanci in surprise at this time: "Shen Xueba, I didn't expect you to understand music!" ”
Shen Yan's fingers stiffened slightly, lowered his head slightly, and lowered his eyes.
"Hmm."
Chu Jinglin was happy to himself, and he didn't notice the abnormality of Shen Yan's words.
After the morning reading class, Xu Yansheng came in with a stack of test papers, and he couldn't hide from the first day of junior high school, how could these people sitting in the classroom not know what was coming, and for a while the classroom was full of grief.
Xu Yansheng raised the test paper in his hand and announced directly: "Students, test, all subjects!" ”
"Ah......h
"Oh my God......"
"Help......
"I knew it was going to come like this, it's boring!" Chu Jinglin was impatient, but his hand turned out the useless waste paper and put it on the ground, and moved the book on the table.
In the end, he is a top student, and he is aware of the bit.
Shen Yanci squatted on the ground and put the books neatly and neatly, unlike Chu Jinglin's random stacking of pictures that would fall down at any time.
Sitting back in his seat, Shen Yan glanced at him: "Actually, the art class is more suitable for you." ”
When it came to the matter of class selection, Chu Jinglin was not painless: "It's not like I'm happy to come to the first class." ”
After Chu Jinglin finished speaking, he pushed the book in, preparing for the exam.
The general test means that both days will be spent in the test.
When the test paper was passed down, the aroma of ink spread over, and Chu Jinglin couldn't help but get closer and sniff deeply.