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Chapter 49, Chapter 49, Theme Song Released
"Yes! Then it's settled."

Shen Qiushan's face was filled with joy, how do you say that sentence "a thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find", put this sentence here, that is to say, there are a lot of extras, but the actors who are really suitable for the role are If you can meet but can't ask for it, it's fine if you haven't met Yan Feng, but since you have met, Shen Qiushan must of course work hard to get it.

After all, in his mind, Yan Feng is the last piece of the puzzle of "Undocumented Crime".

"The competition will be broadcast live the day after tomorrow, so the sooner the theme song, the better. If you have a finished product in your hand, you'd better go back and get it right away." Yan Feng spoke again.

"Well...forget it, it will take two or three hours to go back." Shen Qiushan pondered for a moment, and asked: "Do you have a piano here?"

"This is the Conservatory of Music, do you think there is a piano?!" Yan Feng smoked a cigarette and rolled his eyes.

"Then let's play the electronic piano. I'll retell the song. I remember the lyrics." Shen Qiushan said.

"Okay, come with me." Yan Feng nodded, without saying a word, he led Shen Qiushan to a lounge in the backstage, where there was a double row of electronic pianos in the corner.

"Is this okay?" Yan Feng pointed.

Shen Qiushan didn't speak, walked to the electronic organ, and tried pressing it a few times. The sound of the piano was very upright and the sound quality was transparent.

"Well, that's it."

Nodding in satisfaction, Shen Qiushan immediately placed one hand on the keys, and played a melody from memory...

"5233322213..."

"It seems to be a little bit..."

Muttering in his mouth, Shen Qiushan tried to play it again: "523332222113..."

Compared with the last attempt, adding a semitone, this time, the melody that pops up is much better.

"Well, this is it." Shen Qiushan turned to look at Yan Feng: "Director Yan, do you have a pen and paper?"

"I'll help you remember."

Yan Feng took off the black padded jacket on his body, inside was a very old thermal shirt, with a pen stuck in the chest pocket of the shirt, he searched around again and found half a manuscript paper in a drawer .

There is only one chair in front of the electronic organ, and one person can sit there. Yan Feng stood directly by the window sill, put the manuscript paper on the window sill paved with marble slabs, and pouted his buttocks to record the melody played by Shen Qiushan just now.

"Go on..." After memorizing the first line of the melody, Yan Feng nodded to Shen Qiushan.

"it is good."

Shen Qiushan thought for a while, and shot again: 77777671...

"Well, this sentence is right." Listening to the melody he played, Shen Qiushan nodded.

Yan Feng on the side hurriedly took notes.

Just like that, one of the two sat in front of the electronic piano to test the sound, and the other pouted at the side and memorized...

About an hour later, Shen Qiushan finally finished retelling the piece.

Yan Feng straightened his waist and let out a long breath, but at this moment, his eyes on Shen Qiushan were quite different from before. He has been dealing with music for decades, and he is extremely sensitive to notes and melodies. Shen Qiushan The melody of the song he memorized was passionate, as if every note was full of youthful vigor. Such a song is very suitable as the theme song of the campus singer competition.

"Director Yan, please rest for a while, I will write the lyrics right away."

Taking his hands away from the keyboard, Shen Qiushan gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. It is naturally a laborious and laborious task to continue to work with a high degree of concentration.

"I'm not tired, you fill it out."

Yan Feng didn't intend to go to rest alone, he handed the pen and paper forward, looking at this posture, he was ready to watch Shen Qiushan write lyrics with his own eyes.

"Ok."

Shen Qiushan was not hypocritical, took the pen and paper, and began to fill in the lyrics in the blank space under the musical notation...

【I want to fly to the sky and stand side by side with the sun】

【The world is waiting for me to change】

【The dream I want to dream is never afraid of being seen by others】

【I can achieve it here】

【Laugh loudly let us shoulder to shoulder】

【Where can't be infinite joy】

[Leave your troubles behind and bravely stride forward]

【I'm standing in the middle of the stage】

……

That's right, the song Shen Qiushan chose is "I Believe". This song with a passionate melody and full of positive energy has been popular in another time and space, and it can be regarded as a model of youthful inspirational songs.

While watching Shen Qiushan write down the lyrics line by line, Yan Feng's small eyes opened wider and wider, and the two cloudy eyeballs were about to fall out.

"OK!"

After filling in the last line of the lyrics, Shen Qiushan put down the pen and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Director Yan, you personally participated in the creation of the entire song. How do you feel? Does it meet the standards for the theme song of the Campus Singer Competition?" Shen Qiushan asked with a smile.

"Sorry, I was the one who was abrupt."

Yan Feng did not answer the question directly, but apologized to Shen Qiushan.

"Ah?" Shen Qiushan was startled.

"I mean, I didn't treat you very well before." Yan Feng said sincerely.

"Hi! What am I supposed to do?" Shen Qiushan shrugged with a smile, "Director Yan, you are worrying about the competition, there is really no need to worry about other people's emotions."

Yan Feng waved his hand: "Anyway, I apologize to you."

"Director Yan, you really don't need to be so polite." Shen Qiushan also responded with a sincere face.

"Anyway, you can understand what I mean." Yan Feng nodded: "Now let's talk about this song, as the theme song of the Campus Singer Contest, it couldn't be more suitable. I hope you can sell this song to our conservatory, I want to make it the school anthem of our conservatory."

"This..." Shen Qiushan showed a embarrassed expression: "I can lend this song to the organizing committee of the Campus Singer Competition for free, but if I sell it, I have to seriously consider it."

"Okay, then let's do the things in front of us first." Yan Feng didn't bother, and said with the written lyrics: "This song is not easy to sing, and it is not an easy task for the contestants to learn it quickly." It’s best to find someone to learn it first, and sing it to them twice.”

"It's simple. I'll exchange this song with my second brother in a while and let him sing it." Shen Qiushan added: "My second brother's name is Shen Qiuhai. He sang "Front Edge" before. Director Yan should have a little impression."

"Well, I know him, he has a good voice." Yan Feng nodded, seemed to remember something, and sighed: "It's a pity..."

"What did Director Yan say is a pity?" Shen Qiushan's eyes showed doubts.

"Hey, the matter of Chen Zhima's rotten millet is over, so let's not mention it." Yan Feng waved his hand: "Let's go, let's get down to business first."

"Okay..." It was about the second brother Shen Qiuhai, Shen Qiushan wanted to ask a question, but right now Yan Feng was only thinking about the school singer contest, so he didn't ask too much, thinking about it later.

The two returned to the front desk, and the rehearsal was drawing to a close.

"Brother, you're back, we'll be on stage soon." Shen Qiuhai waited a little anxiously, and immediately stood up from his seat when he saw Shen Qiushan.

"There is no rush for the rehearsal, you are familiar with this song." Shen Qiushan handed the draft of "I Believe" to his second brother Shen Qiuhai.

"This is?" Shen Qiuhai glanced at the lyrics and music on the draft paper, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"The theme song of the competition, you should quickly familiarize yourself with it. After learning it, give it to the contestants. I can't sing this song with my voice, so I count on you." Shen Qiushan is telling the truth, he sings folk songs with his "smoky voice" , the middle and low songs are okay, but he really can't sing the exciting melody "I Believe".

"Oh, let me take a look." Shen Qiuhai nodded, took the draft of "I Believe" and began to stroke from front to back, humming softly while reading...

"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump..."

"Thump, thump, thump, thump..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)