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Chapter 336 Music Sound

The piano sound in the cafe suddenly stopped.

Guan Tong, who was immersed in the beautiful music, felt very uncomfortable when she heard half-heard music suddenly disappearing.

Of course, soon the piano sounded again.

However, the piano music that played in the room was not as soft and beautiful as before. Instead, it was very shocking in style. Especially the melody in the middle part made Guan Tong feel like a storm was coming.

Guan Tong frowned.

The piano music is not bad, it seems to be composed by a very famous foreign composer.

Guan Tong simply doesn't like such fast-paced music.

Opposite him, Zhou Yang was writing, humming as he wrote, and seemed to be writing very smoothly.

Guan Tong couldn't help but look at Zhou Yang's appearance, there was a sense of pleasure in his eyes, and he was even a little obsessed with Zhou Yang's "beauty".

The man's serious look is indeed quite attractive, especially Zhou Yang's undistracted look under the afternoon sun, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

It would have been better if I had been born a few years later.

Guan Tong suddenly and inexplicably had such an idea in his mind.

"It's written."

"So fast?"

When Zhou Yang put down his pen and raised his head, Guan Tong looked at Zhou Yang with wide eyes in disbelief.

She saw Zhou Yang showing a silly smile and handed the paper to herself.

After the results came out, Guan Tong inevitably had a trace of doubt and distrust in his heart.

From the beginning to the end of writing the lyrics, Zhou Yang only spent less than ten minutes...

This is absolutely unheard of speed!

Guan Tong has been in this circle for so long, but he has never heard of anyone writing songs like this.

He didn't write it casually, did he?

Zhou Yang did not respond to Guan Tong's words, but drank a cup of coffee, looked at the scenery outside the window, and listened to piano music.

This fast-paced piano music made Zhou Yang's memory slowly begin to drift, and an exciting melody emerged unconsciously.

The name of this melody is "Victory". Zhou Yang from the original world set this song as the ringtone of his mobile phone. When the phone rings, it will be a passionate climax.

Guan Tong didn't notice Zhou Yang's nostalgic expression, but was attracted by the lyrics.

The name of the lyrics is "Those Years", and the handwriting is so neat that Guan Tong once thought it was printed.

She looked at the lyrics.

【Back to the beginning again

In my memory, your green face

We have finally arrived at this day...]

It's not written in a shoddy way, nor is it forced to make up rhymes that don't make sense.

The lyrics are not gorgeous and not deliberately sensational.

Very bland.

However, Guan Tong looked a little distracted.

She lowered her head and read every word in the lyrics carefully.

The memory seems to return to the green days when I could laugh loudly and show off wantonly.

Those years were filled with a touch of sadness, a trace of confusion and expectations for the future. Everything was pure. Although I longed to grow up, there were not as many intrigues, pursuits of fame and fortune as adults, and there were no bruises or wounds all over my body in despair.

The despair of questioning why one lives in this world.

Guan Tong sighed quietly after reading it.

"Really well written."

Her eyes were extremely complicated as she looked at Zhou Yang who was immersed in the window.

Zhou Yang didn't seem to hear her words, he was still immersed in the music, but his eyes slowly became serious...

It seemed that he was missing him, and then this nostalgia turned into memories. In less than a minute, Guan Tong felt that he seemed to be extremely tired.

What's up with him?

The piano stopped.

Zhou Yang recovered from his immersion, and his expression immediately turned a little regretful.

"are you OK?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Faced with Guan Tong's concerned inquiry, Zhou Yang showed a smile.

"How should "Those Years" be sung? What's the score like?" Guan Tong asked this question after seeing Zhou Yang return to normal.

She is very satisfied with the lyrics, and because of this satisfaction, she is full of expectations for the complete song.

"Composing music takes time and tools."

"how long it takes?"

"I have the melody in my mind. If I have the corresponding tools and I can think of it, it will take about half an hour..."

"You can play the piano, right?"

"I know a little bit, but I'm not proficient. I haven't learned piano for a long time, and I only know some basic piano melodies..."

"I know the boss lady very well. How about borrowing the piano downstairs? It's the pianist's free period right now... There are also guitars and other instruments." Guan Tong suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable anticipation.

"okay."

……………………

There are not many people in SPPD cafe.

Except for a few boxes that were full, the hall was empty.

The period from three o'clock to four o'clock is the pianist's shift time, which is the so-called gap period and debugging period.

Zhou Yang, wearing a mask and hat, came to the piano room not far away, pulled down the curtain and turned off the amplification equipment.

While sitting on the piano and stroking the piano, Zhou Yang was in a trance for a while.

Unexpectedly, the once ordinary electrician would one day be like some noble musicians, playing music in front of the piano.

Of course, Zhou Yang's so-called composing is to slowly restore the melody in his mind, and use music to fill in the forgotten parts little by little. When the appropriate chords and notes are found, that's all.

The score of "Those Years" is in 44 beats. Compared with the "Men Should Be Strong" that Zhou Yang has tried before, this score is not that difficult.

He played a familiar melody, and while humming, he found the feeling bit by bit. After writing down each suitable note in his notebook, he added chords.

I don’t know if it’s because he has musical talent, but Zhou Yang’s hearing is very sensitive, and once he is immersed in something, his brain will work at high speed. The score of “Those Years” is not considered confusing, but is extraordinarily good.

of smoothness.

After composing a short section, he actually began to sing a little selflessly.

"Back to the original

Standing blankly in front of the mirror

Clumsily tied red tie knot

Comb your hair into an adult look

Put on a handsome suit

You will definitely be more beautiful than I imagined when I see you later..."

His voice is definitely a gift. When singing "Men Should Be Strong", he can be explosive and hysterical. When singing "Those Years", he can be gentle, like a ray of sunshine in winter.

, illuminating everything around it.

After being immersed in it, the door of memory opened, and those people, those things, those once beautiful pictures of immaturity or pretending to be mature kept echoing in Zhou Yang's mind.

It's still not perfect technically, but the overall emotion is exceptionally rich.

At least……

When Zhou Yang spoke, Guan Tong felt goosebumps rising on his skin.

She looked at Zhou Yang longingly, her eyes full of admiration, as if she had gone back to those days and saw the male god that she admired so much.

There was no so-called confession, and there was no vigorous and sweet time. Although it did not lead to changes in the world, after all, the two parties lost contact with the changes of time.

I only know from others that he seems to have gone abroad and settled down.

Then there was no news. I don’t know if he is married, if he is living well, and what kind of job he is doing. I don’t know if he will return to China, if he will think of those people in his student days, and if he will.



The heroine in "Those Years of Youth Together" is actually her own personal portrayal.

Zhou Yang finished singing the song and composing the music.

The music ends.

Guan Tong felt her nose was slightly sore, so she wiped her nose a little.

"Mr. Zhou, you sing so well, so..."

She admired.

However, halfway through the admiration, I suddenly lost my voice...

She saw Zhou Yang sitting on the chair blankly, like a wooden man...


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