Liu Peng is in his forties, slightly chubby, and wears black-framed acetate glasses. The most conspicuous thing is the "Mediterranean Sea" on his head. He is wrapped in a dark blue down jacket and looks bloated. He also holds a cigarette in his hand.

A slovenly middle-aged man who is a heavy smoker - very much in line with the director's temperament.

Xiao Yuxuan stretched out his hands to shake hands with Liu Peng, "Director Liu, hello...my name is Xiao Yuxuan, nice to meet you!"

"Hello, classmate Xiao! No need to be so polite!" Liu Peng said with a smile.

"Then I will call you Teacher Liu, and you can call me Xiao Xiao or Yu Xuan!"

"Old Liu, there's no need for you two to be polite. We already know each other. There will be more opportunities to interact with each other in the future. You can just call him Yu Xuan! What are you doing standing around? If you have something to say, sit down and talk... Sit down, sit down

!" Zhou Xianjun took a new tea cup.

"Teacher Zhou, you sit down, I'll do it myself!" Xiao Yuxuan took off his backpack and placed it on the ground against the sofa. He quickly reached out to take the kettle and teacup from Zhou Xianjun's hand.

"No, I'll do it! You go and sit down!"

Xiao Yuxuan didn't insist and sat straight on the sofa, "No tea, just boiled water!"

Zhou Xianjun still made tea for Xiao Yuxuan. Xiao Yuxuan leaned over and took it and put it on the coffee table. The strong fragrance of tea spread, "Thank you, Teacher Zhou!"

"I've told you, don't worry when you come here!" Zhou Xianjun asked Liu Peng: "Old Liu, why don't you tell Yu Xuan yourself?"

"Okay! Yu Xuan, I came here so late today because I really have something to trouble you with!"

"Teacher Liu, if you have anything to give me, please give me instructions."

Liu Peng said eloquently: "That's it! I filmed a costume TV series called "Love Has Thousands of Tribulations", and the opening song was "Dang" written by you. I would like to trouble you to help write the ending.

Songs and interludes, I’m not very satisfied with the current songs. Are there any difficulties for you?”

Liu Peng simply said that he was not satisfied with the current songs and did not introduce any further details.

Zhou Xianjun can understand the feelings of his old classmates - time is tight and the tasks are heavy. It is really difficult to get the ideal ending theme and interlude in a short time;

From another perspective, it was because time was tight, so almost all hopes were placed on Xiao Yuxuan.

Therefore, I can’t help but worry about gains and losses!

"Yu Xuan, the time is very tight. It will be used by the day after tomorrow at the latest, that is, before noon on the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month! This does not mean just writing the song, but recording the finished product! But don't feel pressured, just do your best!

" Zhou Xianjun added.

"Actually, the main reason is that the ending song cannot be delayed... As for the interlude, it can be postponed for a few days, so let's do it first!"

"Teacher Liu, to be honest, time is a bit tight and I'm not sure!... Even if I can write it tonight, it won't be a big deal. I can't control the arrangement, accompaniment production and final recording." Xiao Yuxuan

Talk about your concerns.

Liu Peng also knew that this was indeed too difficult for someone to do.

But on the one hand, this matter is a task both on and off the stage; on the other hand, as a director, of course, I want to present the best aspect of my work.

Besides, isn’t there someone who knows the truth?

If that doesn’t work, just use the existing set on top!

While Liu Peng was pondering, he heard Xiao Yuxuan ask again: "Well, Teacher Liu, I have a question. I remember Teacher Zhou told me that the ending of this drama is happy, right?"

"Yes! "A Thousand Thousand Thousand Tribulations of Love", the story of the whole drama is also cliché, that is, overcoming obstacles and going through hardships, the lovers finally get married... The audience only likes it if it has a happy ending!"

Xiao Yuxuan pondered and nodded, "Teacher Liu, I have some ideas, but they are not very mature!"

Liu Peng was delighted when he heard this and said, "Come and listen!"

"Well... the song "Dang" is written from the perspective of a boy, and it expresses the vow of eternal love, and sings the yearning for love in a firm and free and easy way!"

"The corresponding ending song can be written from a girl's point of view as a response to boys or to love, echoing the emotion of no regrets and undying love until death. As for the singing method, it can be old-fashioned.

The way to sing with bitterness can also be used to perform deep feelings in a plain way."

"Teacher Liu, which one do you think is more suitable?"

"Lao Zhou, I only care about whether music sounds good or not. I don't know anything about professional things. How about you help me make some ideas?" Liu Peng asked Zhou Xianjun for help.

"Hey, there's a lot to be said for music. In the final analysis, isn't it about whether it sounds good or not? You're not a musician, so why do you need so much professional knowledge?" Zhou Xianjun pointed at Xiao Yuxuan and said to Liu Peng:

"Since he has different ideas, let's make them all and listen to them. Choose whichever song you like."

"Okay." Xiao Yuxuan agreed, "Then I'll give it a try, but I still need Teacher Zhou's help to check it!"

"Haha, you, you!" Zhou Xianjun had some words that he couldn't say in front of Liu Peng, so he tacitly pointed at Xiao Yuxuan and agreed, "Okay!"

"Yuxuan, when will the results be available?" Liu Peng asked.

Xiao Yuxuan did not answer immediately, but asked Xiang Zhou Xianjun: "Teacher Zhou, is there anyone in the school's musical instrument room now? The recording studio is also available. I need to use the piano to check the sound."

"School is already on holiday, I'm really not sure about this." Zhou Xianjun replied, and then said to Liu Peng: "Old Liu, how about I contact you tomorrow when Yu Xuan is done?"

Liu Peng looked embarrassed, "Old Zhou, how about you think about this? You and Yu Xuan come back to Taili with me now. I can coordinate the recording studio for you to use. After you are done, you can live directly in our guest house in Taili."

.I can’t help it. The sooner I get results, the sooner I can feel at ease. What do you think?”

Xiao Yuxuan and Zhou Xianjun looked at each other, "I have no problem!"

Zhou Xianjun slapped his thigh and said cheerfully: "Okay, just do as you say! I'll call home and tell you."

Once we reach an agreement, we can just leave.

Xiao Yuxuan followed the two of them and filed downstairs. Director Liu Peng's kind words kept coming over him: "Lao Zhou, I really need to thank you and Yu Xuan this time...I've been so worried these days!"

"Old classmate, don't say anything else when you see someone else. If you can help, I will definitely help!"

"Teacher Liu, you're welcome! Besides, whether the final song will satisfy you is another question!"

"I still believe in your level!" Liu Peng said this, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

Even if you have talent, good songs cannot be written just because you want to!

Compared with those famous lyricists and composers, Xiao Yuxuan is really too young.

The drizzle of light rain fell from the dark sky, accompanied by the cold wind rushing left and right, and slapped on Liu Peng's down jacket. Liu Peng shrank his neck and trembled: "Old Zhou, where is your car parked? You

Should I drive myself or just take my car there?"

"I'll drive there. It'll be convenient when I come back. My car will be parked over there!" Zhou Xianjun pointed not far away, "Old Liu, you go forward and I will follow. Yu Xuan, you can take my car!"

"good."

The cold wind blows and the drizzle falls.

Although the rain was not heavy, it hit my face head-on, making me feel sticky and cold, making me very uncomfortable.

"It's a beautiful day, why is it raining? What a horrible weather!" Zhou Xianjun closed the car door, complained, took out a piece of glasses cloth, wiped his glasses back and forth, and signaled to Xiao Yuxuan: "There are tissues over there... I

Take it and wipe it too!"

Xiao Yuxuan followed suit, put his backpack on his lap, pulled out a few tissues to wipe his face, and fastened his seat belt.

"When are you going home? Have you bought your ticket?" Zhou Xianjun started the car, looked around in the rearview mirror, and drove out.

"I haven't bought the ticket yet. I'll wait until Teacher Liu gets this matter sorted out. Anyway, there are still ten days until the Chinese New Year, so there's no rush."

In fact, Xiao Yuxuan had already made up his mind - directly book a flight ticket for the 29th of the twelfth lunar month and fly to the capital of Sichuan Province, then transfer to a car and wander to Guangyang County. He should be able to get home before dark.

Anyway, as long as we can get home before the Chinese New Year.

"You'd better get more snacks. It's hard to buy tickets at the end of the year! Hey, I remember your home is in Sichuan Province, right?"

"Yes, Guangyang, Sichuan Province, about 200 kilometers away from the city."

"Hey, it's not close to the Magic City. It takes 20 hours by train?"

"Well, it's quite far. It takes me almost 30 hours to get home from Shanghai."

Street lights passed by outside the window, the orange lights flashed, and the car flickered on and off.

Xiao Yuxuan didn't want to talk about home-related topics, and was considering whether to go to the store first.

It didn't seem appropriate to specifically ask Teacher Zhou to drive around him, so he didn't mention it even though he was talking about it.

Zhou Xianjun looked at the rearview mirror from time to time while driving and noticed Xiao Yuxuan's hesitant movements.

After half a semester of interacting with each other, Zhou Xianjun really admired his student - he was smart and talented, but he was also serious, willing to learn, usually quiet and didn't talk much, and he also followed the rules when doing things.

How did he know that Xiao Yuxuan's self-positioning was that of a bastard.

Just "mix" and that's it.

So Zhou Xianjun took the initiative to point it out: "Did you have something to say just now but didn't say it?"

Xiao Yuxuan didn't expect to be discovered by Zhou Xianjun, so he smiled slightly and said: "Haha, it's actually nothing... I opened a store on Junk Street. The school I went to directly from the store just now is not closed yet."

"Where is Junk Street? Tell me the location and I'll take you there first!" Zhou Xianjun lowered his speed and said unexpectedly.

"No, no! Let's go directly to the TV station!" Xiao Yuxuan waved his hand.

"Garbage Street is not far away, so it's just a matter of pressing the accelerator. I'll make a U-turn at the next intersection and go directly there."

"Teacher Zhou, there's really no need! There are still people in the store anyway, it's just a trivial matter for me... Teacher Liu's matters are more important, so we should go directly to the TV station!"

"Are you sure you don't have to go there?" Zhou Xianjun turned his head and asked.

"Um... no need!"
To be continued...