Chapter 161: The Rhythm of Gathering
"That's good, too!"
"Just listen!"
"It's Master's, it must be the best. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
A few people were a little disappointed. It was not for Han to abandon it, but for a poem, the master personally played the piano and sang it to them, but the reason why they couldn't understand it was that the attainment of Chinese characters was too low.
But I don't want to reveal it, so that Master will be embarrassed and unhappy.
Several people clapped their hands.
Han Qixiao smiled and pointed at a few people: "Hey, it's too against your will!!"
A few people laughed, they knew when the master could relax when he was joking, and when to respect the master and be sincere and respectful.
"No way!"
Han Qi thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's rare to have a good day, it's rare that we have something to celebrate! β
Signaling to Ermin, Han Qi spoke: "Quick! I'll bring a plate to Mentor Alec when the skewers are ready." β
Ermin hurriedly got up, and a few apprentices naturally would not object to any of the master's orders.
Pick up the skewers and hug the little short body and leave first.
Several apprentices waited patiently and apprehensively.
Don't blame them either.
In the previous life, everyone could hum two sentences of ordinary songs, but in this life, they have a different meaning.
What's more, they are still facing apprentices who are all outcasts.
It is still sung in Chinese characters.
When they heard that Master sang it for Princess Rhodia during the exam outside, and played the piano, they were all envious.
It's just that they are afraid of the identity of the master and apprentice that Han Qi doesn't care about, thinking that this is sung by the teacher to the princess or the magnates.
As apprentices and outcasts, they are not worthy.
In fact, how could Han Qi have thought about it so much?
It's just that today I realized that the apprentices are really happy and excited.
After informing myself that they were going to start a school.
Han Qi knew that he had overlooked a lot of things.
It's a pity that he said that the master and apprentice still signed the contract, he was busy outside, always thinking about everything about the outcast, but ignoring the closest apprentices around him.
They are also outcasts.
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"Where is the mentor?"
Alec is still studying Chinese characters. When Han Qiduan passed the skewers.
"You're here. β
Alec saw Han Qi and nodded with a smile. Suddenly pointed to the skewers on his plate and was surprised: "This is ......"
"Lamb skewers and beef skewers. Roasted. β
Alec nodded, "I heard that you went on an outing with the Headmaster, the Empress, and a few Sword Saints......"
Pointing to the skewers, Alec spoke, "That's all you eat?"
"Taste it. β
Han Qi handed it over with a smile, and Alec was not polite.
And Han Qi had already sat down and was writing something with a pen and paper.
"What for?"
Alec picked up a bunch and ate it, nodding his head in praise. It's a little cold all the way, but it's well baked and delicious.
But looking at Han Qi writing there, Alec smiled and said, "I said." So kindly sent something over, is there something to find me?"
"Huh. β
Han Qi smiled as he wrote: "It's not a big deal, it's still the same." Help polish the lyrics and arrange the music. β
Alec shook his head: "You are now a master of the kind of poetry you create." Because no one has ever written poetry like this before you. β
"Anyone can write. β
Han Qi smiled and finished writing quickly, and handed it over without many words anyway: "Simple and easy to understand, anyone can write, what kind of master is it?"
Alec shook his head and took it: "It's different." Plain and easy to understand is only superficial, but the lyrics can be sung with a tune...... You see. β
Alec glanced at Han Qi and said, "I'll just say that the meaning of the lyrics is different." It's not just elegant rhetoric that is poetic...... Forehead. β
As he spoke, Alec put away his smile and said no more.
looked at the lyrics in a daze, saw the end from the beginning, looked up at Han Qi, and read it again.
Ban Xiang's expression was complicated, and he shook his head and said: "I usually see you as an outcast, and you always laugh, and you can deal with any rejection and bullying properly, in fact, ...... You still care, right?"
Han Qi still smiled gently: "It's not yourself who cares, but ......"
Han Qi suddenly laughed and stood up and urged: "Hurry up and help polish the arrangement." I've drawn a score here, and I'm waiting to sing it. β
Alec was surprised: "Do you want to be a god now?!"
Han Qi waved his hand and ignored it, and the score was drawn in three or two strokes.
It's just that he didn't know that not only Eve Zelena was in the tutor room of St. John next door, but also the trio of Class 1.
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"Thank you, Mentor Alec. β
To make sure you can sing, rhyme is not enough. After all, the arrangement of a lyric can't be sung if there is more than one word or one less word.
However, Alec is strong, and perhaps every song written by Han Qi is very "good", at least he has affirmed the value and status of Han Qi's newly created theme by asking him to translate and arrange three songs.
So it didn't take long for Alec to sigh and hand over the well-polished lingua franca lyrics of the whole song to Han Qi.
Of course, the problem of arranging the music has also been solved.
"Wait a minute. β
Alec looked at Han Qi, who was about to leave, and suddenly spoke: "You write down the Chinese character version of this song for me." β
Han Qi paused, smiled and didn't say much, wrote it down and handed it to him.
When he had just arranged and polished the music, Han Qishun also told him about the joint establishment of the outcast school by Bachelor City and the Corolla Empire.
This kind of thing can't be hidden.
And it is even estimated that he will be arranged to teach in the future.
Only then did Alec understand the background of the song's creation.
Looking at the lyrics again, it also made him more inspired to polish the arrangement, and at the same time, he watched Han Qi's gaze become deeper and deeper.
"Here you go. β
Han Qi wrote it and handed it over, and said with a smile: "If it really starts." The tutor adjusts the time ......"
After a pause, Han Qi tentatively spoke: "The tutor won't refuse to teach because he looks down on the foundling, right?"
"Get out!!"
Alec scolded with a smile, Han Qi smiled and saluted with one hand, turned around and ran out quickly.
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"Hey!"
"Han ......"
β......β
It turned out to be Agnes, Schneider, and Hughes, who were sent out by St. John.
The three of them subconsciously looked at him, and Hughes and Schneider greeted each other.
Han Qi just looked at Xiusi and was stunned for a moment, looked at it for a while, nodded with a smile and waved his hand to leave.
Apparently looking at his injuries.
"What's so urgent?"
Seeing the three of them stunned, St. John walked out of the door, and also saw Han Qi's back just away.
Frowning and muttering, he saw Alec holding a piece of paper on the side, shaking his head and sighing and walking out.
When I saw a few people, I was also stunned.
"Mentor. β
"Mentor Alec. β
"Mentor. β
The three of them were also students of Alec, so naturally they had to salute and greet them.
Alec nodded, "You're there too." β
Signaling to St. John, suddenly Eve Jelina saw that the person who had not been sent away for a long time, and walked to the door in confusion.
"Your Majesty. β
When Alec saw that Eve Jelina was there, he was not curious.
"Little Lucky", which recovered the empress, was also edited and arranged by him.
"Han Qi is here to find you?"
St. John asked suddenly.
Alec looked at the paper in his hand, it was the song just now.
He's going to go to his lab and collect it.
"Yes...... Write a new poem. Let me help with the arrangement. β
Alec replied with his head up.
"Write another one?"
Evegena was the first to be surprised, and Schneiderseus and Agnes looked at her suspiciously.
They don't know about "Little Lucky".
"Her Majesty...... Have you ever heard of "Snail" too?"
Schneider asked tentatively.
Eve Jelina frowned, "What snail?"
"It's also a song. β
Alec explained: "I think there are three poems on this genre, which is enough to create a new mode of poetry. β
With that, Alec took his leave and left.
Several people looked at each other, but they didn't speak.
But it seems that Schneider and Xiuth and Agnes have no intention of leaving.
As for St. John and Eve, there was no urging.
They all seem to have strange expressions and have their own thoughts.
In the end, Her Majesty is, of course, and must be, the most generous.
"Huh...... So, let's go and hear about it?"
It doesn't matter if you don't know each other what snails are lucky.
But since they all mean this, what's so complicated about that?
Evegena ignored it and walked first.
St. John of course accompanies him, and Schneider and Hughes and Agnes look at it, and they all follow.
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"Sister Shirley. Are you sure you're just asking him about Charles and some of the things they're planning?"
Flying String Sugree, who was riding in a carriage to the campus, asked Shirley Velanther, who was also sitting on the side.
Shirley Vilanser was just looking out the window, but she was stunned for a moment when she asked, and then said with a half-loud smile: "What?
Flying String Sugree was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Yes...... Because you said it. It is the shame of the elves who take the initiative and volunteer. It is not the same as passive and compulsive in the sense. But whether actively or passively forced, you seem to have some disgust with the existence of outcasts themselves. β
Shirley Willencer smiled, was silent for a moment, nodded and spoke, "That's what I said." But this shows that our treatment of our own people and the feelings between our people is profound, sincere, and even sacred. β
After a pause, Shirley Velencher spoke: "If there is no such deep emotion, there will be no such strong emotion." In fact, I wanted to ask him when I learned about his relationship with Charles. Ask the elven elder of mine about Charles. β
Looking at Sugree, Shirley Verancer blinked: "Do you think I really care about people and how they want to play instruments when no one opens their mouths, and I despise people as if I take it for granted, even if I am an outcast?"
Feixian Sugree was suddenly, but she subconsciously opened her mouth: "When you go on an outing......"
"How do I know he ignored me?!"
Shirley Velanther smiled, "That's true. I thought he would say something somewhat, after all, the food for the outing was all prepared by him, and he was always talking about it, and others tested him. Would he not understand the point of me being involved in this kind of outing?!"
Sugree paused, curled the corners of her mouth and tilted her head to speak.
yes.
Maybe she's the only one who knows better...... Outcast classmates.
Laughing and occasionally talking funny, he salutes gently with one hand.
also always analyzed Agnes's arrogance but his own ......
It never seems to have anyone in mind.
Not his attitude......
It's what he dares to do. (To be continued.) )