Walking in the deserted corridor, Yu Man suddenly said something quietly.
"ah?"
Hu Shuo looked confused: "What's going on?"
"Thank you for giving me the song "Dream Wedding"." Yu Man said with a serious face.
"Hi."
Hu Shuo waved his hand: "Didn't I say before, if you want to thank Professor Huang, then thank Professor Huang. She has the final say on this matter."
"But you composed the music after all." Yu Man said softly: "In the past two days, I have been practicing playing that piece of music when I have time, and every time I play it, I can't help but be immersed in the mystery you made up.
In the fantasy world, this piece of music is really great, great."
"Yeah..."
Hu Shuo didn't expect that a piece of music he brought over at random would make Yu Man feel so deeply. He just smiled broadly and said, "If you really think that piece of music is good, just perform it carefully."
"Well, that's for sure."
Yu Man nodded firmly, then pondered for a moment, and then asked softly: "Brother Shuo, can I ask you a question?"
"Ask, what's the point?" Hu Shuo smiled casually. He felt that Yu Man was a little weird today. She was not as calm and confident as before. Instead, she felt guilty, but she didn't know what she was feeling guilty about.
"Did you write "Dream Wedding" to your wife?" Yu Man's eyes were filled with panic when she asked this question, but Hu Shuo was following behind her and could not see her expression.
"Of course not, this song is so sad." Hu Shuo shook his head disapprovingly.
After hearing this answer, Yu Man breathed a sigh of relief. If this piece of music was really written by Hu Shuo to his wife, Yu Man would feel that it was strange for her to perform this piece of music. If not, she felt
You will feel much calmer.
"Xiao Yu, are you a little strange today?"
Hu Shuo asked with a smile.
"Yes? No!" Yu Man replied in a panic.
"..."
Hu Shuo felt that Yu Man was indeed a little confused, but after thinking about it, he had nothing to do with him, so he didn't continue to ask questions.
The two printed dozens of copies of "Ode to the Motherland" in the tuning room. Because it was a new song, the students in the choir also had to learn it, so dozens of copies were enough.
Since there were more copies to print, it took a longer time. After the first copy was printed, Yu Man took it in his hand and read it carefully. Usually, when a musician gets a song
What you look at must not be the lyrics, but the arrangement of the entire song, because this is the most important thing about a song. In fact, no matter what words you put in an excellent song, it will be difficult to cover up its excellence.
In another time and space, many of the most popular songs were actually songs from the island country, with lyrics rewritten in China. It is undeniable that excellent lyrics can add a lot of color to the whole song, but the soul of a song is still its score.
song.
When Hu Shuo wrote this song "Singing the Motherland", the music composition remained unchanged, but some localized improvements were made to the lyrics. Although they are parallel time and space, the national conditions of the two countries are still slightly different, and some of them are not applicable to this time and space.
The lyrics were changed by Hu Shuo.
Yu Man read the composition of this song once, and then hummed softly: da da da di di di di da da...
"Brother Shuo, this piece of music you wrote is really good. I think it's much better than the one that several professors compiled together."
After Yu Man finished humming the first verse, he praised with bright eyes.
"Don't say that, how can I compare with a few professors?" Hu Shuo chuckled and shook his head.
Yu Man pursed her lips: "What I said is the truth."
"Then I thank Teacher Xiao Yu for your appreciation." Hu Shuo spread his hands and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, preparing to go to the corridor to smoke a cigarette. However, after touching for a long time, there was no fire. He probably left it in the car.
Already.
For smokers, one of the biggest misfortunes in life is to have cigarettes but no fire.
"Brother Shuo, please wait a moment."
Seeing Hu Shuo's predicament, Yu Man turned around and left the mixing room.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Hu Shuo looked confused, but when he wanted to call Yu Man back, she had disappeared.
"What the hell is this girl doing!"
Hu Shuo held the cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the printer that was working slowly. This was the oldest inkjet printer, and the printing speed was indeed a bit slow.
The number of print copies set by Hu Shuo was fifty. When the fifty copies were almost finished printing, Yu Man returned to the mixing room panting.
"Give……"
Yu Man stretched out her little hand, and in her palm was a brand new lighter.
"Teacher Xiao Yu, I went with you to buy me a lighter!" Hu Shuo was shocked and glanced at Yu Man in surprise. There is naturally a supermarket in Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music, but there doesn't seem to be one near the music auditorium.
No, anyway, Hu Shuo came twice and didn’t see it.
In other words, Yu Man must have run a long way, which can be seen from her panting state.
Seeing this situation, Hu Shuo felt inexplicably panicked. He was not a fool. It was enough for a girl to run so far just to buy a lighter for herself. This was enough to explain the problem.
What's going on!
Brother is so charming!!
To be honest, Hu Shuo was actually a little confused, because he didn't think in other directions at all. Especially, he didn't have much contact with Yu Man. How could the other party have other thoughts?
"Shuo, Brother Shuo, don't get me wrong, I just want to thank you for playing "Dream Wedding" to me..." Seeing that Hu Shuo didn't pick up the lighter in his palm, and squinted his eyes to scan himself, Yu Man immediately
He panicked, his cheeks turned red, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke.
It's just that when she said this, it was like asking for trouble!
"I, let me help you."
As if to cover up the awkward atmosphere at this time, Yu Man directly turned on the lighter in his hand and lit the cigarette in Hu Shuo's mouth.
"Thanks."
"But, you can't smoke here."
Hu Shuo replied calmly, and then left the mixing room with a cigarette in his mouth.
When Hu Shuo closed the door of the mixing room, Yu Man also let out a long breath, but felt very guilty in her heart: What have I done!
After Hu Shuo finished smoking, Yu Man also walked out of the tuning room holding fifty copies of the score of "Ode to the Motherland".
"Brother Shuo, I really just want to thank you. Don't worry about it." Yu Man lowered his head and said, but it gave people a darker and darker feeling.
Hu Shuo laughed and said, "I know you want to thank me. I accept the favor, so don't mention it again in the future."
"Well, let's not mention it. Anyway, it's good that Brother Shuo knows my thoughts."
Yu Man said softly, but after saying these words, she felt something was wrong, and immediately added: "Thank you."