Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 28 Little wingman, touch the abdominal muscles with bare hands(1/2)

The moon hangs high.

Silvery moonlight spilled in through the dormitory windows, shrouding a mysterious halo.

Jiang Nan stared at the manuscript paper in his hand twice, checked the lyrics again, and made sure there were no problems before he got out of bed.

I looked at the time and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Nan then realized that he was a little hungry.

The girl bent down, took out a handful of candies from the candy box, threw them on the table, and popped two more candies into her mouth.

Instantly, the rich sweetness fills your taste buds.

She had just composed the music and filled in the lyrics on the manuscript paper. She folded it randomly and put it into her pocket.

He picked up the transverse flute again and walked out.

When I turned the door handle, the weight was not right.

Jiang Nan looked over, his delicate eyebrows slightly raised.

There were packed meals hanging on the door handle, and a note inside the plastic bag.

Apparently it was written by Lou Shuyun——

[Jiang Jiang, for fear of disturbing you, the food has been packed for you, and your favorite chicken is also added. Don’t worry, let’s think about the arrangement together! We have brainstormed and compiled a sentence!!!]

Jiang Nan's eyes paused, his jaw slightly lowered, and then a smile appeared on his face.

After dinner.

She went downstairs and threw away the trash, then turned on her toes and walked towards the rehearsal room.

Halfway through, the voice of the system suddenly rang in my mind.

【bite!】

Jiang Nan became expressionless for a second.

Her dark eyes reflected the light above her head, and her beautiful face revealed a somewhat arrogant and proud temperament.

Those calm eyes set off ripples.

[Every little seductress knows that magical hands will bring magical magic and the magic of love.]

hand?

Could it be that he was beating Liang Jingzhi?

Jiang Nan pursed her lips.

Then she will be a little excited!

But before Jiang Nan could get over to it, the system announced the mission at lightning speed.

[The fourth tease: use your magic hand to directly touch Liang Jingzhi’s abdominal muscles and stay on the abdominal muscles for at least one minute. The task is limited to six hours.]

Jiang Nan pursed her thin lips tightly, and now it was difficult to even move them.

His heart shrank uncontrollably, and his delicate brows and eyes felt cold and dry.

Touch your abdominal muscles???

During the third flirtation, she stepped on Liang Jingzhi's shoes and did not take responsibility.

Now let her take advantage again.

How is she going to repay this debt...

Jiang Nan turned the flute on his fingertips, struggling to suppress the surging emotions.

After several minutes, I walked towards the rehearsal room.

***

The lights in the rehearsal room are still on.

There were intense voices of peaceful and friendly discussion inside.

"Ban Xia, what you said sounds good, where did the inspiration come from?"

"This sentence?"

Ban Xia's face rarely showed complicated expressions, filled with vague embarrassment.

"This sentence was written blindly. The above sentence is the arrangement I wanted."

Everyone: "..."

"Shu Yun, you managed to hold back three sentences in such a short period of time! You are so cruel!"

Lou Shuyun felt his heart trembling with guilt, pursed his lips tightly, and then spoke stumblingly:

"These three sentences of mine are exactly the same."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Nan stood at the door, paused for a moment, curled his lips, hooked his fingers on the music score written in his pocket, and walked lazily inside.

Lou Shuyun was sitting facing the door of the rehearsal room. He saw Jiang Nan at first sight and stood up, "Jiang Jiang, why are you here?"

"The music has been arranged, take a look." Jiang Nan's tone was dull and his face showed no expression.

The sheet of music she had written was placed crumpled on the table.

Ban Xia simply suspected that he had tinnitus and couldn’t believe it:

"You said it's been compiled...it's done?"

She looked down at her watch.

How many hours have passed?

Tang Lengyu, as a creative contestant, compiled it for two whole days without finishing it.

Jiang Nan completed the arrangement so quickly?

The other teammates also looked at Jiang Nan as if they were seeing a ghost.

Lou Shuyun was in a good mood now. He came to his senses quickly and spread out the crumpled paper with slightly trembling hands.

Several heads also subconsciously came over.

Although they are not professional creative players, they have all learned vocals and can still understand music scores.

This piece of music is obviously an ancient song.

Arranging ancient songs is very difficult.

Not only does it require stunning high notes and conversion between true and false sounds, but the arranger's control over melody, artistic conception, and technique also needs to reach a high level.

In addition, writing lyrics is even more difficult.

To make ancient prose songs popular, a lot of fresh elements need to be added to the obscure ancient prose, and the artistic conception needs to be consistent.

The cultural level of people in the entertainment industry is relatively average, and music producers are no exception. Innovative modification of ancient texts has reached a peak, and the number of highly popular ancient songs over the past few decades can be counted on both hands.

The music score in front of me is a perfect blend of notes, harmony, artistic conception, words and music.

The melody is gentle.

Even the drama in the chorus became the highlight.

There was a silence in the rehearsal room as if the autumn wind swept fallen leaves.

After reading the entire score, everyone in the rehearsal room began to look blank, and then their eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Nan's face.

"Jiang Jiang, this is the arrangement you were talking about...is it okay?"

Lou Shuyun took a deep breath, his tone laced with some emotion.

If this level is okay, how should Tang Lengyu's level be described?

Is it rubbish...?

Ban Xia patted his face.

I began to smooth out the messy creases on the sheet of music with my hands as if they were treasures, and tears almost came out of my eyes with excitement.

She opened her mouth wide and started shouting: "Such a good score, I have to kneel down to read it from now on!"

Jiang Nan: "..."

This is not the case.

Hearing this, other people also began to rush over, their expressions almost overflowing with excitement.

"I crawled to see!"

"I'll lie down and watch!"

"I'm calling daddy and watching at the same time!"


To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage