Chapter 141 Conquering Music Class

Li Yan glanced at Lin Heng, conveying the message "Why don't you ask?"

Lin Heng nudged Li Yan lightly and said the same thing back.

It's a test to see who will collapse first in this weird atmosphere, right?
Li Yan admitted defeat, he was really afraid of embarrassment.

"What's wrong? What are you sorry for?"

"I can only play it, I can't compose it."

Huh? Are you sad about this?
"What's the big deal? Lin Heng and I are supposed to be arranging the music. You can help play the guzheng, which is already great!"

Li Yan spoke very positively and cheerfully, but Lin Zhengmo's eyes flickered and he only replied with an "Oh".

There's nothing we can do. Let's just leave it at that for now. This cold beauty seems very different from what was rumored. She seems to be a very sensitive girl.

"When did you compose this song?" Lin Zhengmo suddenly asked.

"The prototype is on Wednesday." Lin Heng spoke now.

"Why didn't you look for me then?"

"This..." Lin Heng was embarrassed and began to search for an explanation.

"Because I can't compose music?" Lin Zhengmo pressed on.

"On Wednesday, it was just a rough draft. It could only be considered as a completed composition. We were still not sure what style we wanted it to be. It was officially completed on Saturday morning." Li Yan took over the conversation. "On Saturday, we realized that if we could use traditional instruments, the effect might be better, but we don't understand traditional music, so we found Teacher Tao, and she agreed, so we found you."

This explanation should be flawless.

"So you didn't let me participate at first because you knew I could only play folk music and couldn't compose music, right?"

Shit…why am I stuck in there and can’t get out?

Feeling the awkward atmosphere flowing between the three people, Lin Zhengmo suddenly said "Ah" and lowered his head again, "I'm sorry... I embarrassed everyone again."

There is a very simple reason for all the weird things.

"You are very afraid of being disliked by everyone, right?" Li Yan suddenly asked.

Ding!
[Psychology +1, level 15 skill, total ]

Oh my god, this conversation made me so much money!
"Yeah." Lin Zhengmo actually nodded directly, unexpectedly straightforwardly.

Li Yan nudged the stunned Lin Heng with his elbow and said, "It's your turn now. Do what a brother should do."

Before, Li Yan thought that a cool and aloof girl like Lin Zhengmo was very difficult to approach, which was like adding a layer of protection to the girl's heart, which was already difficult to guess.

Unexpectedly, being aloof could be a breakthrough, because there is always a reason for being aloof.

According to Bai Xiaosheng, Lin Zhengmo's title of "cold beauty" comes from a ruthless rejection. In fact, the root of this "coldness" should be that she is too afraid of being disliked.

I can't figure out the right measure to get along with others - if I worry too much about the empty pressure of "being disliked" when I speak and act, I will never know how to get along with others.

So she would suppress her inner desire to communicate and force herself to communicate with others only "rationally".

I wanted to communicate with Li Yan several times but ended up being hesitant. However, in art class, I could use rational judgment to say that Li Yan's paintings were beautiful. When the grades were announced, I knew that Li Yan's scores were indeed very high, so I said it directly.

Once the relationship becomes closer, she will fall into this vortex of worrying about being disliked, and will constantly exaggerate things to the point of asking questions regardless of the occasion or the atmosphere.

The "cold" in "cold beauty" is probably the same as "cold scene".

Ding!
[Psychology +1, level 16 skill, total ]

It turns out that studying girls’ thoughts has such benefits?

During the night study session that night, Li Yan openly listened to music on her MP3 and mobile phone, and modified the music scores in her notes without any concealment.

Lin Heng was terrified by what he saw, fearing that he would be caught by the dean of studies during his inspection.

Each time a new sheet of music score was copied, it would take no more than five minutes to keep it clean and tidy, before Li Yan would scribble and draw on it and make some revisions.

He repeated this process several times, and finally before the end of the get out of class, he had a version that he would never change, which he had compared over and over again for a long time but still couldn't write.

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, Li Yan handed the notes to Lin Heng, "See if you have any comments."

Lin Heng read it carefully, and then flipped through the pages that had been altered beyond recognition. "How dare I object to this..."

"The number of revisions only reflects my inner wavering, it doesn't mean anything else."

"That's fine by me. At this point, I can't offer much help."

That's right, Li Yan held his head high in his heart, I got 38 points in music theory, and 40 points in composition and arrangement, I am no longer the Xiao Li who was on the same level as you, Xiao Lin Heng, at the beginning!

"But, Yan... for this interlude, you wrote a flute, what's the meaning?"

"Literally, there has to be a flute here."

"But there's also a guzheng, and Zheng Mo can't play it while she's talking. No, she doesn't know how to play the flute either."

"I come."

"You can?"

"will not."

Lin Heng knew what the next sentence was, and he said it at the same time as Li Yan:

“But you can learn.”

Lin Heng bowed his head and said, "I will call you Brother Yan from now on. I really respect you."

Li Yan thought to himself: You guys won’t lose out if I call you brother, I’m only 24 years old.

While Lin Heng was taking a photo with his mobile phone and sending it to Lin Zhengmo, he asked quietly: "Why don't you add Zhengmo on QQ?"

"You should resolve her worries first. With her current state, I have to think for a long time before I say anything. If I send her a picture later, she will think I am dissatisfied with her for not being able to compose music..."

"You don't like her?"

Li Yan suddenly hit Lin Heng, scaring him so much that his phone almost flew away.

"You are a brother after all, how can there be someone like you?"

"Brother Yan, you are wrong." Lin Heng stroked his hair, "It was just a joke. I understand. You already have someone you like."

"Let's not talk about this on the first day of the new year."

"Okay, let's talk about it in the third year of junior high school." Lin Heng gave him a handsome look.

Li Yan was speechless. He put on his headphones, adjusted his breathing, quickly got into the state, and began to transfer the music he composed into the computer.

Fortunately, the arrangement software has various instrument sounds. Although it takes a long time to debug, it can let Li Yan know the final effect of his song out of thin air - without having to actually find a band.

After adjusting all the sound tracks, Li Yan took a deep breath. This was the complete version with drums, electric piano, zither, rattles, flute, etc. It would soon be clear whether the effect would be outstanding or a mess.

After listening to it once, Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief. According to his current level, this song was already very wonderful.

Although there is still a lot of room for adjustment, they are all fine-tuning.

What we need to consider now is the effect of the human voice, the tacit understanding of live performance, and the selection of specific musical instruments.

Li Yan felt a little emotional. From the moment he heard about the art performance, he wanted to put on a heart-stirring performance.

But this is easier said than done, starting from scratch and there are too many uncertainties.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, we have really reached this point. Li Yan can already imagine everyone's shocked expressions, which makes him full of motivation.

Before she knew it, she was surrounded by roommates, looking at Li Yan's delicate operations on the complex interface, looking at each other in amazement.

"Ayan, can this be played? Let us listen to it."

Li Ruofei couldn't help but say something, which scared Li Yan.

"Yes, I can. Keep it a secret. You will see the first version tomorrow morning."

In the music class on Wednesday, as soon as the students in Class Zero saw the guzheng, electric piano and guitar placed in the middle of the classroom, they knew that there would be a big event today, and everyone's face was full of anticipation.

"Today's music class ends here for now. We still have ten minutes left. We welcome Li Yan, Lin Heng, and Lin Zhengmo to perform a song called "Qingyu'an: Lantern Festival" for everyone."

The audience immediately started to discuss:
"I said the guzheng must be Lin Zhengmo!"

"What song is this? Is it the poem by Xin Qiji? Is it the program for our class's art performance?"

"These three people are so dazzling, I am going to die."

"Listen first, listen first."

It was my first time performing my own song in front of everyone, and I was a little nervous. Teacher Tao was really thoughtful and deliberately did not say "original song" to reduce the pressure.

As Li Yan clapped his hands on the guitar - it turned out that this thing was a percussion instrument - the performance officially began.

As soon as Lin Zhengmo's guzheng sound came out, the whole audience fell silent instantly.

After the guzheng prelude ended, Lin Heng took over the electric piano, and Li Yan also spoke slowly: "The east wind blows thousands of flowers at night, and blows down the stars like rain..."

"This song is nice, I haven't heard it before, do you know who it is from?"

"I haven't heard of it either. This kind of cover of Song Dynasty poetry should be relatively unpopular."

There was a quiet discussion in the audience.

The sound of tapping the rhythm with the guitar is indeed not good, and the posture is rather weird. In order to match the rhythm, Li Yan has to spend more energy, and sweat breaks out on her temples while singing.

Fortunately, Lin Zhengmo's guzheng interlude was very brilliant, and Lin Heng's subsequent connection was also perfect. Most importantly, this song was indeed not immature at all. Except for the 403 brothers who knew the situation, no one in the audience thought of it as an original song.

"When I look back, I see that person is there, in the dim light."

It stopped abruptly, leaving only a little lingering sound of the guzheng.

It was a complete performance.

There was warm applause from the audience, and Lin Zhengmo finally smiled - this was a rare thing, and several boys stared at her with their eyes wide open.

Lin Heng wanted to high-five Li Yan directly, but he saw that Li Yan's expression was indifferent, even a little... dissatisfied?

A huge pressure came over Lin Heng. Damn, is this the experience of working with a great guy who is beyond the standard?

"From the students' reactions, I can tell that everyone likes this performance very much, right?"

"Yes! That's great!" Su Ya shouted, and the whole class laughed, filling the air with joy.

"This is the program that Class Zero is preparing to audition for the art performance. I can say that with its current quality, it will definitely be able to be officially performed on stage." Teacher Tao said, holding her right hand to her chest, "After all, I am the head of the judging panel."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

"The point is, the melody of this song was created by Li Yan and Lin Heng."

Li Yan saw more than twenty mouths on the opposite side that had turned into an "O" shape.

Lin Heng's explanation, "It was created by Li Yan, I am nothing," was instantly drowned out by the exclamations that came one after another.

Su Ya didn't care about her image at all and shouted "Li Yan and Lin Heng, you are my gods", making everyone laugh again.

Sometimes, isn’t life just about this moment?

(End of this chapter)