On the way to Yanyi, Han Shuang received a strange phone call.

After seeing that the source of the call was Midtown, he hesitated for two seconds and connected the phone.

"Han Shuang, when are you coming back!"

Han Shuang frowned, and asked tentatively, "Wang Jingwen?" ”

"yes, it's me."

Wang Jingwen's voice was a little slurred, and her mouth seemed to be eating something.

Han Shuang suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you?" ”

"I'm in your office!"

"What do you eat?"

"Snacks in your cupboard! Let me tell you Han Shuang, if you don't come back, there will be no stock at all, hehe! ”

Han Shuang took a deep breath and secretly kept comforting himself: It's okay, it's okay, I promised her that she could eat whatever she wanted.

"I may not be able to go back for another two days."

"Why is it taking so long! Haven't you already completed the book signing? Why haven't you come back, you don't have any friends in Yancheng. ”

Han Shuang said straightforwardly: "I met two classmates in Yancheng, and it was a little trivial temporary. ”

"Classmates? Male or female? ”

Regarding Wang Jingwen's abrupt question, Han Shuang didn't think much about it for a while, and said truthfully: "Woman, I have cooperated before, but I didn't expect to meet by chance at the signing party." ”

"Oh, that's right, okay! I know. ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind voice on the phone, Han Shuang only felt inexplicable.

First of all, Wang Jingwen called him a little inexplicably, she doesn't seem to have her own contact information, right?

Then the question I asked was also a little strange, as if I was very obsessed with when I would go back.

But I can't go back, whether my classmates are male or female, what does it have to do with you?

It's even more inexplicable to hang up the phone suddenly......

However, thinking of her eccentric personality, Han Shuang didn't think much about it for a while.

At this time, the mobile phone rang again, and it was Miao Quan calling.

"Han Shuang, where are you?"

"It's going to be your school soon."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the door."

......

On the other side, Xingyao Music Company, in Han Shuang's office.

Wang Jingwen rummaged through snacks and said to Dou Liangyu who was standing at the door: "You also heard it, Han Shuang was pulled by two female classmates, and he didn't know when he would come back!" ”

Dou Liangyu sighed imperceptibly, then turned to leave.

Wang Jingwen shouted behind him: "Don't forget to promise me, Han Shuang will give me a song when he comes back!" ”

......

Stepping out of the car, Han Shuang saw Miao Quan at a glance.

Today, she changed into a dress with a small fragrance, and when she approached Han Shuang, she also found that Miao Quan, who has always liked to wear no makeup, even painted light makeup.

There was a faint smell of good perfume coming from his body.

"What kind of perfume is this, it smells good."

Han Shuang asked casually.

"You don't need it, and you won't buy it for me, why are you asking so much?"

Miao Quan pouted, rarely revealing the domineering side of the little girl.

Han Shuang frowned, he felt that Miao Quan's state today was a little strange.

However, he didn't think much about it, and while following Miao Quan, he looked at this ancient school with a history of hundreds of years.

"In two days, we are going to hold a piano competition, I want to beat Tan Jie and Lu Bing, but I also know my strength, it's a little difficult."

Han Shuang didn't interject, waiting for Miao Quan's next remarks.

"But I'm not without hope, there is a bonus rule in the competition, if you play the original song, there will be 30 extra tickets, if I can get these 30 extra tickets, I will be 90% sure of winning the championship!"

Hearing this, Han Shuang was inexplicably overjoyed.

He was worried about how to give her an original song, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come!

Obviously, Miao Quan was not very satisfied with her own original work, so she asked herself to help her polish it, otherwise she would not have bothered to invite herself to come.

Thinking of this, Han Shuang asked quietly, "So, do you want to play an original song?" ”

Miao Quan nodded: "Playing the original song is also risky, several judges are at least silver-level pianists, and it is very difficult to get their approval!" ”

"Then you asked me to come over and not just visit your school, right?"

Miao Quan was slightly embarrassed, but still defended: "The main purpose is to take you around the campus, if you can point out my work by the way, it would be great." ”

Han Shuang said: "Then let's solve your business first, the game seems to be held in two days, so don't waste time." ”

Seeing that Han Shuang was so reasonable, Miao Quan was very happy.

"Han Shuang, you're so good! Walk! I'll take you to our school piano room! ”

......

As the premier art academy in Xia Kingdom, Yanyi's piano room is more than one grade higher than Mingyang!

It is also at least 30 square meters in size, and has not only a sofa for resting, but also a separate bathroom.

The only difference is that the door of Yanyiqin's room cannot be locked.

In other words, the door can be opened at any time.

This unique setting, it is estimated that the school has put a lot of thought into it.

After coming to the piano room, Miao Quan took out a sheet of music from her bag.

Han Shuang took it casually and saw the title of the song above the score: Cloud Girl Fantasia.

Not only did he laugh dumbly: "Why did you come up with such a name?" ”

Miao Quanqiao's face flushed: "I just started it casually, okay, don't worry about the name of the song, I'll play it first, and you can help me come up with ideas." ”

As she spoke, she sat down on the piano bench, pressed the keys lightly with her ten fingers, and began to play.

Han Shuang walked to the sofa and sat down, listening to Miao Quan's playing while looking at the piano score.

Like the name, the music exudes a hazy feeling unique to a girl.

However, Miao Quan's control of emotions is not ideal, the first three bars are quite decent, with a bit of playfulness in the peaceful style, although there are no advanced chords, but they can barely reach the ear.

But when it comes to the most critical part of the main song, the expression of emotions is a bit messy.

There is an abrupt feeling of love songs suddenly turning into rock.

It is obvious that Miao Quan is deficient and unfamiliar in her creative skills.

And she also deliberately added a few fingerings to show off her skills, although the ornamentation has increased a little, but the illogical tune makes the sudden emotions even more incomprehensible.

How do you describe this feeling?

It's like Xiaobai, who is new to online writing, and also knows that the core of online writing is cool, but it will only be cool, without any foreshadowing and logic.

Such an article will only embarrass the reader.

Now Han Shuang has a similar feeling when he listens to Miao Quan's playing.

After opening the god-level piano skills, his appreciation of music can be said to have reached the level of a master!

Even Wang Defa's [Forget Me] He can point out several shortcomings, not to mention Miao Quan's immature work.

Of course, the worse the quality of the work, the more room for change.

Her fantasy is still very good, not to mention anything else, the prelude is still very catchy, if it can be maintained later, it will be a good work.

Han Shuang naturally has the ability to help her maintain it, and even after his editing, he can raise this original song by more than two grades.

But he wasn't going to do it, because he had a piano piece in his hand that was enough to make Miao Quan excited to the point of losing his temper.

What he has to do now is to make Miao Quan lose confidence in his work, and then accept his gift as a matter of course......

After finishing the song, Miao Quan hurriedly turned around, looked at Han Shuang with a strong expectation and asked, "Han Shuang, what do you think of the quality of my original song?" ”

Han Shuang shook his head: "It's not good, it's not even an entry-level level." ”