Weekend.

Song Mo led the people to the place.

"This song, I want to make it into a national style electronics, I don't know if you're good at it, senior sister."

"I've mixed the tune, we'll add it when you're done." Song Mo took out a mobile phone, "I just don't know if you will be on the vocals yourself or looking for a singer by then?" ”

Sha Yi was suddenly excited.

"Already done?"

"Well, in one night's time, let's go up and listen to it first." Song Mo knocked on the front desk, and then followed the person upstairs.

Went into the studio.

Song Mo quickly put the music out.

It begins with a solo guzheng performance, melodious and peaceful, and then a wild electric guitar soars out, instantly igniting the whole atmosphere, with the melodious flute strings, like a battlefield soldier.

In the end, all the instruments came to an abrupt halt, leaving only the long sound of the gourd silk to end this majestic song.

It seems that after the Great War, the sky and the earth are vast.

The second time, Sha Yi also hummed along with it.

At the end of the song, he suddenly stopped.

"Senior sister, I think I have to change this last chorus." He walked out of the studio.

He thinks that this ending should be upgraded to a KEY and push the atmosphere up again.

"So?" Song Mo handed him the finished score, "Change it, record it when you're done." ”

"Hmm."

"Before I came, I had already applied for the copyright of the song for you, you wrote the lyrics and composed the music, and the score was uploaded to the registration website as required." She said and sent a screenshot of the progress of the process to Sha Yi, "This competition requires original music, although we have not plagiarized, but we must also prevent others from plagiarizing." ”

There are a lot of people who wash songs now, and if they are plagiarized, there will be no place to cry when the time comes.

The studio isn't private either, and if there's a sheet music left behind and someone picks it up, there's no guarantee that no one will have a special idea.

As soon as Sha finished changing the song, he went in to record.

He has a wide vocal range, with high notes up and low tones, no out-of-tune and no breaks.

Song Mo felt that he had picked up a treasure.

This time even saves time for sound revision.

When the recording ended, the two packed up and prepared to leave.

"Where's the score for the chorus?" Sha Yi searched for a long time, but he couldn't find it.

"It's okay if you can't find it."

Song Mo was confident.

Everything that should be done has been done, and even if someone really picks it up and says it is their own, they can come up with evidence to prove it.

The two left.

Coincidentally, I met Zhuo Ruoxuan and Wen Ruyu downstairs.

The two also seem to have come to borrow the studio.

Wen Ruyu also signed up for "Listen to My Original" and wrote a lyrical song for it.

Although she has been removed from the music industry, more than five years have passed, and few people remember what happened to her back then.

Netizens are forgetful, which big guy will always remember her little fish?

The music circle can't get along, and it just so happens that she can also transform into the entertainment industry, Zhang Xiyu's sausage can have millions of fans after she gets on a variety show, she doesn't believe that she can't do it.

When the time comes, the name of a creative talent will be played, and she will still be able to gain fame and fortune.

"What a coincidence, Teacher Wen, Miss Ruoxuan."

As long as Song Mo looked at Zhuo Ruoxuan's eyes staring at him, he knew that the little sailboat of their friendship had capsized, so he changed it to a slightly rusty name.

"It's a coincidence that I can't tell." Zhuo Ruoxuan took a step back.

Thinking that Song Mo used to treat her as a fool, she felt that Song Mo was becoming more and more hateful.

Song Mo didn't feel embarrassed, just turned his head to Sha Yi and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the subway station." ”

Zhuo Ruoxuan followed Wen Ruyu upstairs.

The two of them operated the device, but they didn't think that the device was unresponsive.

"Teacher, it can't be broken, right?"

Wen Ruyu's face darkened.

Most of the time, Song Mo knew that they were going to come and deliberately break it.

She looked at her manuscript, in fact, the chorus passage of the song, she was also a little unconfident.

It just so happened that she saw a sheet of music under her seat.

She leaned over to pick it up and took a look.

This tune is more fluid than she wrote herself, and it is also good as a chorus.

Song Mo used it here just now, and this is mostly Song Mo's song.

Her eyes twitched, and after thinking for two or three seconds, she folded the two sheets into her own score.

"Since the equipment is broken, let's record it another day." She greeted Zhuo Ruoxuan and was about to leave.

Anyway, the orchestration of this song is simple, and it will be too late to get it a few days later.

And Zhuo Ruoxuan stared at the sheet music in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ruyu smiled slightly.

Zhuo Ruoxuan also smiled.

"Nothing."

Wen Ruyu took Song Mo's score away, probably wanting to keep it for himself.

Looking at Song Mo like that, she should also participate in this variety show with original music, it just so happens that Wen Ruyu copied Song Mo's songs, what will she see Song Mo singing when the time comes?

Linhai City.

Lu Nancy inspecting her luggage.

"You don't have to bring so many clothes, just buy a new one over there if you want to wear them." He took out two of the same plaid shirts from the box and threw them on the sofa, "Why do you bring so many of the same style?" Play Lianliankan Elimination? ”

Lu Nanwang stood aside, not daring to speak.

She thinks that as long as the clothes can be worn to keep warm, this old brother is too wide.

"It's not...... Don't you even bring a towel for washing when you go out? He suddenly felt his blood pressure go up.

Thanks to this socially handicapped old girl for allowing him to experience the feeling of a single father before he got married.

After checking it out, he had almost left the entire suitcase empty.

"Clean up again as requested." He returned the suitcase to his sister.

"Hmm."

Lu Nanwang's face was broken, very depressed.

She cleaned up for a long time and was scolded by her brother for a bloody head.

"Oh, by the way, remind you, Mo Mo is also on Jiang Qi's side, it seems that this time I am going to participate in that variety show, you shouldn't want to meet her in a plaid shirt, right?" Lu Nancy had a headache.

This younger sister has been autistic since she was a child, and she didn't even speak much before, he is the only bridge between her and the outside world.

In exchange, Lu Nanwang has an extremely terrifying musical talent, most of the musical instruments, she can play them once she touches them, and a melody, she can write a score after listening to it.

After getting to know Dai Yuexi, a musician, she began to be active on the Internet with the account Dai Yue Phi Xing, and now she is a famous composer and arranger.

In Lu Nanwang's heart, Lu Nancy is the most important brother, and the most important friend is Ling Yimo, who was brought home by his brother.

Ling Yimo was the first outsider she was willing to communicate with, and on the night when her brother was away, they would sleep in the same bed, she talked, and she listened.

Seeing the most important friend, it is true that you can't wear a plaid shirt.

She dragged her suitcase back to her room and began to tidy it up in earnest.

Lu Nancy breathed a sigh of relief and began to clean up the clothes he had thrown on the couch.

IH: I used to be a big guy, but now I'm like a dad

Wake up: I'm going to be a father-in-law at such a young age, congratulations

IH: You can't hide your gaze if you want to knife a person

Wake up: (pulls out her phone) Sister-in-law, help! Sister-in-law, help!

(End of chapter)