How to make a goddess-level figure be deeply impressed, deeply admired, and even worshiped by you?
If Jiang Yulou were to answer, it would be simple, just rely on talent.
Just one poem made Liu Sola doubt his life.
"If Sister Sola can compose a classic song from this, this song will definitely be remembered forever." Wei Guoping thought.
As a witness, he was undoubtedly excited.
The emotion I felt just now has long since disappeared.
He hypnotized himself and said that he went abroad not for pleasure, but to achieve success in his studies so that he could return to serve his motherland in the future.
As for whether it is true or false, only he himself knows.
After Liu Sola talked about his troubles, he felt much better.
She then said seriously: "Yulou, you are the lyricist. No one knows better than you about what kind of music suits you better. So, I need you to give me some advice."
"How to describe it?" Jiang Yulou scratched his head, and then thought about how to describe the tune in his mind, "I don't understand music, and it's not an exaggeration to say that I am a musical idiot. I can only express my feelings."
After thinking about the wording, he continued: "As for the whole song, it should be bright and majestic mixed with softness and lyricism."
"For example, the beginning of the poem, 'My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment,' requires a clear and majestic tone at the beginning. As for the ending, 'Always give me the song in my heart with blue waves and clear waves,' the tone needs to be soft and lyrical at the end. "
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Liu Suola and asked with some anxiety: "Can you understand if I describe it this way?"
He had tried his best, but it was too difficult for a music-illiterate to describe the pitch and syllables of a song.
Jiang Yulou was worried for nothing. With Liu Suola's musical literacy, of course he understood, "I know, it's in the key of C major!"
Liu Sola was so excited that she changed the song in her mind according to Jiang Yulou's request. It was really much better than the version she had created before.
"Come, follow me."
Liu Suola didn't shy away and took Jiang Yulou's hand to the piano in the classroom.
"I will play the music I just composed now. You can listen to see if it suits you. If you have any questions, you can stop it immediately."
"good."
After the words fell, Liu Suola's fingers danced on the piano.
The voice was very majestic, but it was quite different from the music in Jiang Yulou's memory.
After playing a section, Liu Suola stopped playing and asked, "How do you like this section?"
Jiang Yulou recalled the music she played just now, frowned and said, "Sister Sola, can you first describe the music you played?"
"Okay, the music I play is in eighty-sixth time, which means eighth notes are used as one beat, and each measure has six beats. In this way, in each measure: the first beat is a strong beat, and the second and third beats are weak Beat, the fourth beat is a strong beat, and the fifth and sixth beats are two weak beats, so there are 6 beats in each measure, repeated." Liu Sora was not impatient because he was music blind, but was serious. explained.
"The simplified score of the first piece is 454 321..."
She started humming as she spoke.
Hey, that’s interesting.
Jiang Yulou said quickly: "The tone of the previous part seems to be a little lower. Can it be raised?"
"Okay." Liu Suola nodded.
So, two people, one played, and one gave advice.
Slowly, the whole song became more and more consistent with the score in Jiang Yulou's memory.
Wei Guoping looked at the two people who were completely devoted to song creation, and a big question mark appeared in his little head.
He suddenly felt that he should not come here today, as he was completely redundant.
Although I felt extremely "miserable" in my heart, I felt inexplicably envious when I saw the two of them playing in harmony.
I really want to have such a love.
Time passed by, and Liu Suola played it countless times.
Jiang Yulou finally nodded and said: "It's almost there. It's very close to my ideal song."
"Then I'll play it completely. You listen carefully." Liu Suola said.
The familiar melody sounded, and for a moment, Jiang Yulou seemed to have returned to an era when the country was prosperous, the people were full of confidence, and the spirit was high.
Unconsciously, he began to sing softly: "My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment..."
His singing skills were not outstanding, and he even sang out of tune, but he sang with passion.
Wei Guoping was even a little dazed, because he saw the inheritance of Chinese history from Jiang Yulou's singing, and saw the difficulty of individuals in the country from poverty and backwardness to prosperity.
In fact, looking back on the past thirty years, the country has experienced twists and turns and bitterness along the way, but it has also been open-minded and tenacious, and it has also been unyielding and proud.
The wave of the times has swept through every Chinese citizen. The destiny of an individual and the motherland share weal and woe, are closely connected, and are inseparable.
And these are what the poem Yuloudu wants to express.
For nearly four minutes, Jiang Yulou and Liu Sola worked in perfect harmony and played this song that had never appeared before.
When the music and singing end harmoniously, it seems that the melody and lyrics talk to each other, and together they compose a touching movement. At this moment, the breathing of the three people in the classroom seemed to be in sync, and everyone's hearts were touched by the perfectly concluded music, as if they were immersed in a wonderful dream.
Liu Sola was excited: "It's finally done!"
Although there is still a small flaw, it is no longer harmful.
Whenever there is an opportunity, Jiang Yulou will praise the girl in front of him without hesitation: "Yes, composing music is really difficult, that is Sister Sola. If I do it by myself, I will never be able to compose a song in my life."
Does he really not know how to compose music?
Maybe he just doesn't have some music theory knowledge, but he definitely has a complete "music score" in his heart.
This sentence may be a bit convoluted, but this is exactly what Liu Suola was thinking.
She looked at the boy standing aside with a complicated expression.
She suddenly realized that this piece of music was composed under Jiang Yulou's guidance rather than her own composition.
Everything bears his traces.
So, a music-obsessed and music-impaired person actually independently completed the lyrics and composition of a song?
Moreover, the degree of completion of this song is so high, and the quality is rare in recent years.
Let alone her, even a teacher from the Central Conservatory of Music would feel ashamed in front of him.
Liu Suola said: "Yulou, thank you very much for today."
"Seeing how polite you are, aren't we friends?" Jiang Yulou smiled and winked.
Liu Sola also laughed, "Let's go, I'll treat you to Lao Mo for a nice meal."
"Then thank you Sister Suola." Jiang Yulou said with a happy face.
After the two of them walked out of the classroom side by side, Wei Guoping said sadly: "Sister Suo La, Yulou, have you really forgotten me?"
