"Hoo ......"

A milky white cyclone slowly came out of Yang Yifeng's mouth.

"The cultivation effect of the Immortal Recipe has been fully doubled?"

"It seems that the state of mind that is in a good mood and has a clear mind does have a huge impact on cultivation!"

"Good!"

"At this rate, if I can't reach the college entrance examination, I will be able to complete the physical body refining in advance and be promoted to the peak of the ninth layer of the body refining!"

In the bedroom, after completing the cultivation of the Immortal Technique, Yang Yifeng was surprised by the effect of this cultivation.

"Celebration Program ......"

"What song should I sing?"

Yang Yifeng, the dignified immortal king, although he opened his heart and returned to his true self, he was still a little entangled in letting him perform on stage.

If it weren't for the second Guo Hua and the little sister Zhou Skirt also getting involved, he would have been perfunctory.

But now, I have to think about it seriously.

He didn't care, but he cared a lot about Zhou Skirt and Guo Hua.

Moaned slightly.

Yang Yifeng thought of his experience on Earth in just six years.

The only childhood.

Naturally, I thought of Hu Xiaoyu.

A cute table mate in the first grade of elementary school.

This is the person he thinks of the most in his eight hundred years of Jiuxuan, except for his parents.

Not one of them.

It can be said that it is also an obsession in his heart.

But so far, Yang Yifeng has not heard any news from Hu Xiaoyu.

During this time, he had time to go to the elementary school he used to have.

The teachers who were still there at the time asked them all over again.

I only know that Hu Xiaoyu left school before finishing the first grade.

Where it went, no one knows.

"Just write about my childhood and write a song for Xiaoyu......"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yifeng's mouth and he let go completely.

Although the cultivation has changed from a generation of immortal kings to a refining realm,

But the broken state of mind is moving closer to perfection as he merges into his true self.

The consummation of the state of mind is the key to breaking through the Immortal King and achieving the supreme true immortal.

Close your eyes slowly.

The mind is racing.

In an instant, countless notes appeared in his mind.

Half an hour later.

"That's it. ”

Yang Yifeng opened his eyes:

"Although it is definitely a notch worse than Xuanxuan Feifei, but, on earth, it should be a good song, right?

"Compared with the Nine Xuan Continent in terms of music, although the earth has its own characteristics, it is still a little inferior after all......"

It's a fact.

The longevity of the people of the earth is limited.

In terms of musical attainments, how can it be compared with the people in the Jiuxuan Continent who are often hundreds or thousands of years old?

No matter how stupid a person is, he can go to heaven after studying a thing for thousands of years, right?

Moreover, the music rhythm of the Nine Xuan Continent is not just pure entertainment.

The field of sonic magic is a kaleidoscopic array of mysteries.

One thought kills, and then one thought saves people!

"But you have to convert it to piano scores, and learn online first. ”

Jiuxuan's musical instruments are different from those of the earth.

Naturally, the rules of composition are also different.

Yang Yifeng's score, if it is taken out directly, it is guaranteed that the composers on the earth will not understand the slightest.

All-in-one.

Yang Yifeng, who has never even touched the piano, can easily master it after learning about it for three hours through online learning.

Piano score done!

Look at the time, the night has passed.

......

When he came to school, Yang Yifeng directly handed the written score to Zhou Skirt.

"Let's see if this works. ”

"What?"

"Last night, big brother, I wrote a song sheet that lasted all night!"

Yang Yifeng smiled slightly and said.

"Song sheet?"

When Zhou Skirt got the song sheet from Yang Yifeng, her eyes suddenly widened, and even Guo Hua and Qian Jinghua, as well as the surrounding classmates, all turned into looking like monsters......

"Ahem......"

Yang Yifeng touched his nose and shrugged his shoulders.

Isn't it just a song sheet?

Don't you want to exaggerate that......

He knew, as if he had made a mistake again.

Yesterday I said that I have no talent in literature and art,

Come up with your own tunes today!

Are you sure it's not a joke?

He shook his head helplessly.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, it's not the first time that people have lost their eyes.

Just get used to it.

"What about the title and lyrics?"

Zhou Skirt was stunned for a moment before asking.

"I haven't thought about it yet. It's kind of a playmate who recalls childhood sweethearts......"

"Ahem, okay, word metamorphosis boss!"

Guo Hua, Zhou Skirt and Qian Jinghua are obviously also resistant to Yang Yifeng's BT.

During class.

Listen to those simple questions.

Yang Yifeng's thoughts returned to the drifting notes.

Back to his childhood......

Hu Xiaoyu's cute appearance appeared in his mind.

Bits and pieces of memory.

It gradually became a string of words:

Remember, your bright mischievous eyes

Remember, you were coquettish when you cried

Remember, your innocent smiling face

Remember, your attachment to me

It was you who brought me, a vivid childhood

It was you who brought me a happy childhood

yes

Beautiful childhood

A childhood I miss

In just half a year

But it contains too much missing

Twelve years of waiting

Twelve years of anticipation

I don't know when, I'll see your smiling face again

Dear little sister

You can hear my call

Dear little sister

You're just like me

Miss

Nostalgia for our beautiful childhood

I don't know when I'll see your smiling face again

Dear little sister

You can hear my call

Dear little sister

You're just like me

Miss

Nostalgia for our beautiful childhood......

Yang Yifeng picked up the pen.

The dragon flew and the phoenix danced and wrote it down.

"The title of the song is "Memories of Childhood". ”

Yang Yifeng directly pushed the written song title and lyrics to the same table Zhou Skirt.

"What?" Zhou Skirt looked at Yang Yifeng in surprise: "Huh, big brother, you, are you ready?"

"Hmm. ”

Zhou skirt hurriedly looked carefully.

Immediately, he frowned slightly and pondered.

The simple lyrics clearly contain the story.

......

During the lunch break.

No one is resting.

The whole class went to the school auditorium to rehearse.

Xu Yuanyuan, a member of the Literature and Art Committee, temporarily assumed the role of accompanist.

Not to mention, this literary committee is really not simple, it is said that the piano has passed the tenth grade.

For a non-music major, being able to pass level 10 is definitely a super powerful existence!

Zhou Skirt and Guo Hua's accompanying dance should be choreographed according to Yang Yifeng's songs.

Therefore, the two also pulled Yang Yifeng to the auditorium.

Zhou Skirt handed the score to Xu Yuanyuan, a beautiful literary and art commissioner.

When I was in the classroom.

Xu Yuanyuan already knew that Yang Yifeng wrote the lyrics and composed music by herself.

At the same time, my heart was shocked.

Also full of expectations:

"Yifeng, I'll practice first! I didn't expect you to be able to compose lyrics and music! It's amazing......"

Xu Yuanyuan looked at Yang Yifeng's eyes, full of a special taste.

It's a pity that Yang Yifeng doesn't seem to be interested in anyone.

There are girls who are more beautiful than her, and people don't know how many they have refused.

Moreover, in the face of Yang Yifeng, the average girl is ashamed of herself and a little self-aware, where is she embarrassed to chase back?

That's the first school grass, the first school bully!

When Xu Yuanyuan began to recall the playing of her childhood,

A string of notes with a beautiful melody,

Born from her fingers!