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Chapter 7: Small upstarts

New Year's Eve has passed, and the Spring Festival has passed. It has been more than ten days since the last time I got together with Zheng Ronghe and Xu Xian. During this time, Han Fei returned to the days of going to class, eating, sleeping, and three o'clock every day. .

The film department is full of beauties and handsome guys like grass. Among them, Han Fei is really an inconspicuous one. If there is something eye-catching, he is from China, and he is just an exchange student from a famous Chinese university.

Usually, Han Fei always gave them a cold and cold feeling, and he didn't like to talk, so no one would take the initiative to make friends with Han Fei. They were not from the same country, and there seemed to be a gully between them.

Han Fei was also happy and quiet. Since the last communication with Zheng Ronghe, he felt that his piano skills had improved a little. He had gradually mastered the things that he couldn't figure out and understood before, under Zheng Ronghe's guidance. Now he is already in the Start trying to write some tunes, or write lyrics yourself, and write a complete song.

Every night, Han Fei would lock himself in the room, turn on the computer’s music editor, turn off the lights, and then play with the guitar. If he felt something, he would record it on the computer. Apple’s music editing software is still very good. Yes, although it was all in English, it didn't bother Han Fei.

As he plucked the strings with his fingers, Han Fei always unconsciously played some sad notes, maybe it was the coldness of winter, maybe it was the loneliness of night, or maybe the secret love in his heart hadn't let go.

Every night when I play the guitar, the recorded notes are always full of sadness, as if paying homage to his unrequited crush.

"Since the sadness is still in my heart, I will use you to compose my first song..." Han Fei murmured to himself, but his fingers became more flexible, stringing the recorded notes into a string, forming a song. An unfinished remnant.

The process of completing a good song is tortuous. Sometimes when inspiration comes, you need to create a little more. Sometimes even if you hold the guitar every day, write, and write, you still get nothing. Within a few days, half a song was made, which is already very good.

Some of the tunes that have been composed can already be written into a short song. There is a tune, but the words are lacking.Although Han Fei has read many books and can embellish them with gorgeous words, but the creation is from the heart, and gorgeous words are not enough.

Walking to the front, looking at the dark night outside, the night is already very deep now, and I can still hear a few north winds blowing on my forehead from time to time.

"Cold winter goes away quietly, and warm spring meets again. As always, I run to the distance

o,

msngngmyblues

The blue melody hovers in the blue sky,

msngngmyblues. "

In Han Fei's mind, an inspiration flashed, and these few lyrics appeared on the computer.Winter represents death and silence, which means that one's heart has long been lonely. Spring represents vitality. When one arrives at a new place, one becomes alive again here.

After recording it and savoring it carefully, Han Fei himself felt that it was very good and meaningful. He hummed a few lines to the song and felt good about himself.

"msngngmyblues, do you hear the sorrow I hum for you.

If today is the end of the world, you will not want to contact me, even if it is a simple greeting.

I was still biting my ears in the dream, but my arms were empty after waking up, right? The end of love at the time of a cruel parting.

Is it the best choice for me to forget each other?

mylfewnnewywhenmmssngyouybyy. "

The more Han Fei wrote, the more he felt, and the inspiration burst out like a fountain.It was already very late at night, and there was only a faint yellow light left on the playground. The whole dormitory building was completely dark. From the outside, only Han Fei's bedroom was still showing some light.

In the end, Han Fei couldn't hold on any longer. He lay on the computer and fell into a deep sleep. The computer was on standby, and the night was peaceful, only the accounts were open, and occasionally a gust of cold wind blew in.

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A new day is here again. At 8 or 9 o'clock, the winter sun is already hanging in the sky. Today's weather is very good, with thousands of miles of clouds.

A ray of sunlight shone through the door onto Han Fei's face. Han Fei, who seemed to have sensed something, opened his eyes and felt that all he saw was light. .

"Sun? Sunshine!"

Han Fei grasped that feeling and restarted the standby computer. The interface was still the music editing software and the unfinished song.

"After the sun magical horizon, melted the romnt

It was agreed to stay with each other, but now they are heartbroken and wandering around the world. "

Looking at the song on the computer screen, Han Fei couldn't help but want to say "perfet!!" It wasn't pride or bragging, but a real feeling of perfection.

After tidying up and washing up, Han Fei hurried to go to class. It was still the lecture theater with only a few people.

Occasionally, Han Fei heard that there are actually several famous idol stars in the film department, but they have been here for more than a month, and Han Fei has never seen any of them.

When Han Fei walked into the classroom from the front door, before class time, there were already a dozen students gathered in the classroom, but they all looked at Han Fei with strange eyes, whispered a few words from time to time, and even pointed at Han Fei. Pointing.

Han Fei checked his appearance, and there seemed to be nothing wrong. He looked in the mirror in the morning, and there was nothing on his face.In the classroom, a strange atmosphere is gradually spreading.

"Hey, buddy, how does it feel to be on TV?" A boy who usually eats well in the classroom walked over to meet Han Fei and asked with a smile.

"On TV?" Han Fei looked at him suspiciously.

"It's hard to say that the one in "We Got Married" was with Seo Hyun and Jung Yong Hwa last night, wasn't it you? I think it was you." Seeing Han Fei's puzzled expression, the boy asked with uncertainty road.

"Oh..." Han Fei finally understood why everyone was obedient today. It turned out that the last show was broadcast.

"Ah, now that I think about it, it was indeed me. Last time I met on the road occasionally, and then I had a meal by the way." Han Fei explained.

"I have to say, your guitar looks quite handsome!" The boy smiled and patted Han Fei on the shoulder and left his seat.And the girls around were also talking about it. They also watched the show, but they didn't expect Han Fei, who was usually silent, like an iceberg, to play the guitar, which was really attractive.

Han Feinai sat on the seat, touched his nose, and was stumped, did I show my face too?