Chapter Ninety-Four: Rice....
In Han Shuang's confusion, Miao Quan pulled him to the commissary again.
Her tone was a little hurried: "Aunt Su, bring me the key to the piano room!" โ
Aunt Su was also a little confused, you didn't want it just now, and now you want to .....
However, she saw solemnity on Miao Quan's face, and she didn't dare to ask more questions at the moment, and immediately walked quickly to the inner room.
A few seconds later, he walked out with the key to Miao Quan's red rope buckle.
Miao Quan took it, and then pulled Han Shuang to the 208 piano room.
opened the door and said excitedly to Han Shuang: "You come again!" I didn't have a good time just now! โ
Han Shuang smiled, looking at her appearance, this song should have been sent out.
Pulling away the stool, after Han Shuang sat down, his ten fingers pressed on the keys, and he turned his head to look at Miao Quan: "Are you sure you want me to play?" Should I wash my hands first? โ
"What kind of hands to wash! Hurry up! I can't wait! โ
Seeing Miao Quan's impatient look, Han Shuang didn't ask anymore, and played [To Alice] again.
And Miao Quan closed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth also hooked a slight arc, full of enjoyment.
Soon, the song was finished.
"Han Shuang, is this really a song you created?"
Han Shuang nodded.
It's shameless to admit.
"You..... How can you create such a tune? โ
Han Shuang said calmly: "When I was in high school, I fell in love with a girl, she went to another city to study in college, and they separated. โ
Miao Quan was a little stunned: "I said how did I hear the artistic conception of admiration, I see!" Does the tune have a name? โ
"Yes, [for Alice]."
"That girl's name is Alice? Why is the name so strange. โ
Han Shuang smiled and did not answer.
Miao Quan didn't ask, and said excitedly: "You just said that you want to give it to me?" โ
Han Shuang nodded: "If you think it's okay, I can give you the score, and when you play it in the future, you can also have one more track." โ
"Okay, okay! That's great! I love this tune! โ
Miao Quan made no secret of her excitement.
"When will the score be given to me?"
"Tomorrow."
"Can you teach me that now? I really want to play! โ
Han Shuang shook his head: "I still have something to do at night!" โ
It's true, today's novel update task hasn't been completed yet!
"Alright then!"
Miao Quan looked a little deflated.
"Can it be worth a meal?"
Miao Quan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course you can!" In order to thank you for the gift of the song, I would like to invite you to dinner!
Eh! I feel so hungry when it comes to food! Why don't I treat you to it now! Just to ask for the technique of this piece. Do you have time? โ
"Yes!"
Han Shuang replied very quickly, as for Dou Po's update task, he had already thrown it out of the clouds.
Huh!
It's just that countless readers who are holding their mobile phones and waiting for updates are suffering.
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Although Han Shuang had just had dinner not long ago, it didn't affect him to eat again.
The two of them had a meal at a high-end restaurant not far from the school, Miao Quan...... Bloody money.
It can also be seen from the side that she loves this song [To Alice], otherwise she would invite Han Shuang to come here for dinner?
Miao Quan and the usual two people during the meal, how can there be a little bit of the image of a cold goddess when eating wildly?
However, this also deepened Han Shuang's good impression of her, as the so-called food tasting and character, the unpretentious way of eating, also proves that she has a careless heart.
Such people generally don't have many eyes.
Of course, this is only a unique way for food lover Han Shuang to recognize people.
During the meal, the topic has been around the song "To Alice".
Faced with Miao Quan's question, Han Shuang could only talk about it.
There is no way, plagiarized works, you have to face such a problem.
.....
Miao Quan didn't live in the school dormitory, but she still accompanied Han Shuang to the school gate.
Even she didn't expect that she was going to give Han Shuang a meal, but in the end she got in by herself.
However, she thinks it's worth it to get a super high-quality score in exchange for a meal!
"Han Shuang, can you change the title of this song? What do you think of the name [Zhi Miao Quan]? โ
Miao Quan said half-jokingly.
Han Shuang pondered for two seconds: "It's not impossible, but this song is my beloved thing, and I usually cherish it in every way, so ...... Add rice! โ
Miao Quan: "......"
.....
At noon the next day, Han Shuang was in class, and Miao Quan came over.
It caused quite a stir for a while.
"I'll go! Isn't this the genius Miao Quan? Why are we here? โ
"Miao Quan is really temperamental! If she could be my girlfriend, I'd rather lose ten years of life! โ
"Is she here looking for someone?"
The teacher naturally knew Miao Quan, and asked very kindly: "Miao Quan, why did you come to our composition class?" Is there something wrong? โ
Miao Quan said politely: "Teacher Qin, I'm coming to Han Shuang, can you let him skip your class?" โ
If other classmates said so, Qin Feng estimated that an ear scraper would have passed.
Blatantly instigating classmates to skip class, did you take me as a teacher seriously?
It can be replaced with a seedling after the ......
Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "Of course you can!" โ
In this way, under the dull gaze of the whole class, Han Shuang and Miao Quan left together.
"! This Han Shuang is really invincible! First Ling Meinan and then Dou Yanmin, and now even Miao Quan has hooked up! He..... Why is he so powerful? โ
"You don't know that, do you? A few days ago, Han Shuang played a song [Chasing Clouds and Chasing the Moon] in the auditorium, and he was shocked for a while! Professor Yang Shuo directly gave a high score of 9.9! โ
"How much? 9.9๏ผ You're not kidding, are you? โ
"No wonder Miao Quan came to Han Shuang, there are only geniuses in the circle of geniuses, there is nothing wrong with it!"
"Humph! I don't know if he's a genius or not, but I know he's a scumbag! Aquaman! โ
"Huh? Zheng Ze, what do you mean by that? Please tell your story....."
......
"Han Shuang, where's the music score?"
After coming to the 208 piano room, Miao Quan couldn't wait to ask.
Han Shuang unhurriedly took out the score from his pocket, looking at the crumpled paper, Miao Quan revealed a trace of distress.
Just glancing at it, she was surprised again: "You wrote it by hand?" Manuscript? โ
"Well, I haven't had time to copy it yet!"
"You're going to give me the original?"
Miao Quan's face was incredulous, the creation process of an original piano piece was very difficult!
She wrote a total of four original piano pieces, the shortest of which took a week to waste.
And that's not even counting the refinement and correction in the later stages.
This is just an ordinary quality piece, and a super high-quality, extremely mature work like "To Alice" will take at least a few months or more in her opinion!
So much effort condensed into a thin sheet of music, just send it?
Han Shuang didn't think about it so much, and said indifferently: "Yes! Didn't you say that last night? โ
The words are good, but Miao Quan always feels that something is wrong.
Sending such a precious manuscript, how can you not see a little reluctance on his face?
Not to mention reluctance, Miao Quan even saw that he was a little impatient......
Yes, can't wait to give it to yourself.
The sheet music was like a hot potato in his hands.
Why is this person so weird?