I really don't want to be red

Chapter 68
Lin Jianing stood there fixedly, listening to the slightly drunken singing of the three of them, her heart was complicated and unpleasant.

Sure enough, good music can move people's emotions regardless of the occasion or genre.

This song is also written by An Ran!
Except for him, no one else can write such a strong emotional song.

After getting to know An Ran, she went back to find out the songs written by An Ran and listened to them.

After hearing this, I couldn't help it, and the ringtone of my mobile phone was changed to "Big Fish".

It can be regarded as Enron's poison.

Lin Jianing stretched out her hand, "Where's the song? Give me..."

An Ran was almost drunk at this meeting, and Lin Jianing didn't listen to what Lin Jianing said.

Frowning, Lin Jianing was a little overwhelmed, this kind of thing had never happened before.

On the other hand, Jiang Tao was confused and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Lin Jianing frowned and snatched it from him.

Taking a closer look, he was stunned.

It is clearly written on the paper that the musical instruments are flute, guqin, sanxian, and drums are added in the background.

There are only four kinds of musical instruments, and they are all Chinese music.

And it is specially stated that the guqin is played by An Ran himself.

Lin Jianing looked at the song and went through it in her mind, and she soon made up her mind.

Carefully put away the paper and take out the phone.

"Hey, Lao Zhou? Hurry up and grab the sanxian and wait for me in the school studio!"

"What? No, there is a piece of music that you are satisfied with, really, you have never heard it in your life!"

"Professor Chen, your big drum is ready to go out, you have a good song!"

"Better than piano music..."

"By the way, by the way, help me prepare a better guqin, flute... I'll buy it now!"

Lin Jianing is obsessed with cleanliness. This kind of musical instrument facing the mouth must not be used by others.

When watching the song, she already had a clear plan in her mind.

Record it for him tonight.

Put the half-dead An Ran on the side of the road into the co-pilot and send him a seat belt.

It took a lot of effort to put Yuan Hai and Jiang Tao into the back seat.

It took half an hour to finish busy, especially Jiang Tao, who was already heavy, and if he drank too much, he was dead.

If she hadn't wanted to record a song, she could have thrown the two of them away.

While driving, I found an open musical instrument store on the way and bought more than 2000 flutes.

When I came out, I went to the convenience store next door, bought a bottle of liquor and put it in my trench coat pocket.

This led the three of them to the Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped under Building 2 of the Conservatory of Music.

There were two people waiting at the door, a gray-haired old man in his fifties, carrying a rectangular box.

The other, about the same age, was sitting on the steps holding a big drum and carefully wiping the surface, as if taking care of a baby.

Seeing the car coming, the two quickly got up.

Lin Jianing got out of the car, opened the door, and greeted, "Hurry up and help!"

Professor Chen and Lao Monday came over.

What the hell!

This taste is simply invincible.

There were three drunken men lying in the good-looking Porsche car, and the smell of alcohol rushed out, almost fainting the two old people.

Jiang Tao's fat face was attached to the glass on the right side of the back seat, looking particularly terrifying.

These two were colleagues with Lin Jianing and knew her temperament very well.

I was shocked to see this scene.

When did Lin Jianing talk so well that drunks were allowed to get in the car?

"Don't be stunned, help me get these three to the studio!"

"what?"

Professor Chen said, "Why did you take the three of them away?"

Lin Jianing supported the drunk An Ran and said, "Record a song!"

"..."

Professor Chen looked at Lin Jianing and saw that she was holding An Ran's arm tightly, and seemed to understand something.

Women who are in high cold can't escape the confusion of love.

As calm as Lin Jianing is the same.

The two old men murmured and got Jiang Tao and Yuan Hai out of the car.

A forehead of question marks flying around.

That's it, what song are you recording?Can you sing?
After finally getting the three of them in, An Ran leaned back on the chair halfway out, muttering, "Record a song... record a song..."

Professor Chen and Lao Zhou were dumbfounded.

I don't know which tendon is wrong, so I ran here to accompany Lin Jianing crazy.

After the three drunkards were settled, Lin Jianing called a few more students.

This will be the end of the evening self-study, and I haven't returned to the dormitory, so the students are looking for it.

Let these help you operate the recording equipment.

Professor Chen and Lao Zhou looked at each other.

[-]% of Lin Jianing likes that guy, or else he's busy like Xiao Er, what are you going to do!

When everything was ready, another half hour passed.

Lin Jianing patted Yuan Hai first, "Can you sing?"

Yuan Hai: "Haha..."

Everyone: "..."

That's it?Probably can't sing.

Lin Jianing looked at it and said nothing.

After going out for a trip, he came back with a glass of water in his hand, and poured Yuan Hai's head on his head.

Then he did the same and gave Jiang Tao a visit.

A glass of water was poured down, and the two of them didn't wake up, but they did.

Staring at the confused big eyes full of red blood, I don't know what to think.

Lin Jianing went to An Ran and pushed him twice, "An Ran, get up and record!"

"It's too obvious for you to treat yourself differently!"

Professor Chen and Lao Zhou could not laugh or cry, those two suffered in vain!

Lin Jianing pushed her but didn't respond. After several pushes, An Ran woke up in a daze, still looking like she didn't know where she woke up.

"What!" An Ran stared straight at Lin Jianing.

Lin Jianing took out the liquor bought on the road from his pocket, put it in his hand, "Drink!"

Professor Chen likes to drink two glasses when he has nothing to do. When he saw that wine, his heart ached.

Damn, the classic alcoholic wine, the one used for the state banquet, has thousands of bottles.

Just let An Ran face his mouth, pouring in a few large mouthfuls of "ton ton ton", and the wine drips straight down the corner of his mouth.

Old man Chen's heart was dripping with blood, his head turned away, he couldn't bear to look at it.

Lin Jianing took out the piece of paper in her pocket, without speaking, and placed it in front of the two old men.

Professor Chen adjusted his glasses: "Who wrote it?"

Lin Jianing pointed to An Ran who was drinking.

The two old men looked at each other, a little unhappy.

What kind of good music can such a person write?
Old Zhou said: "Mr. Lin, we are all professionals, and no one can write the serious folk music of the country and folk music!"

The implication is obvious, they don't believe that such a drunk can write anything funny.

young!Good wine!
And also handsome!

Generally, being handsome depends on your face to eat. Who is willing to spend time to study knowledge?

In particular, folk music is on the decline, and there is no market.

No one is going to study.

Lin Jianing frowned and said, "You two are talking!"

The two old men saw that Lin Jianing's temper came up.

Okay, here's the face for you.

Reluctantly pretending to be, anyway, you can't play, it's impossible in this life...

As a result, as soon as the two of them glanced at each other, their eyes were glued to them, and they couldn't move them away.

In a few seconds.

Professor Chen tugged at the piece of paper with heavy breathing, "Bring it here, I'll take a good look!"

"Why? I'll see first!" Lao Zhou did not back down...

(End of this chapter)