Li Xin's home was quite far away. It was still twenty minutes away after crossing the tunnel. It was almost half past nine when Yang Jingxing found him. The elevator went up to the tenth floor and he found the door number of Li Xin's house. Half a minute after pressing the doorbell, Li Xin opened the door.

Wearing a white bottoming shirt, beige comfortable pants, and a pair of cute slippers.

"Excuse me." Yang Jingxing handed over the small dessert he bought on the road.

"Thank you." Li Xin took it with a smile and watched Yang Jingxing put on the shoe covers. He was worried: "It won't break, right? Sorry, I didn't prepare it at home."

Li Xin's house is quite exquisite, with an estimated area of ​​fifty or sixty square meters. The decoration is not as elegant as that of ordinary families. It is richer in color, with floors, tiles, wall furniture and so on. There is a faint smell of aromatherapy in the air. Cultural people are different after all.

There are probably thousands of books on the large bookcase on one wall.

There is a small carpet on the ground next to the large window with better light. On the carpet is a low table, and a nice thin blanket is placed on a rattan lounge chair next to it.

"Sit down, the coffee is almost ready. Have you had breakfast?" Li Xin opened the refrigerator, "I haven't eaten yet."

Yang Jingxing sat down at the desk: "I've eaten."

Li Xin toasted two slices of bread, then fried eggs and boiled milk. During the process, he asked Yang Jingxing if he wanted coffee. More than ten minutes passed when Li Xin finished preparing his exquisite breakfast.

However, Li Xin was not in a hurry to eat and called into the bedroom: "Vinsen, it's time for breakfast."

A medium-sized Su Mu with shiny coat opened the door of the bedroom and slipped out. He ran up to Li Xin who was pouring dog food into his bowl, shaking his head and wagging his tail.

"It looks at you." Li Xin stroked the dog and was happy for Yang Jingxing.

"Hello." Yang Jingxing greeted the dog.

"Don't worry, come and sit." Li Xin placed his food and drink by the window, "I'm not used to using computers."

Yang Jingxing carried the chair over, and Li Xin put up the recliner and sat down comfortably: "How does it taste?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "It smells good."

Li Xin said: "Coffee is one of my favorite hobbies. Can you taste it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I just thought it tasted good without doing any research."

Li Xin enjoyed breakfast slowly and suggested: "Take off your coat." The room was quite warm.

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, it's not hot."

Li Xin said: "I went to the radio station to do a show last night and played with Huang Jiong and the others until two o'clock. Do you know them?"

Yang Jingxing said, "I've heard of it." Huang Jiong is a well-known radio host in Puhai and is often praised by celebrities.

Li Xin looked at Yang Jingxing affectionately: "I talked about you on the show. Although we haven't met before, I think it was a pleasure to work with you on "Cardamom". When I got the score, I liked it very much at first sight, and I wanted to meet you at that time.

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Yang Jingxing said: "When I heard the lyrics, I just wanted to thank you."

Li Xin looked forward to it: "I'm in such a hurry today, do you have any inspiration?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, that's why I came to you. Do you have any ready-made words?"

Li Xin smiled: "No, do you want a quick fix?"

Yang Jingxing said: "That's fine."

Li Xin took a sip of coffee and looked out the window. After looking at it for a long time, he said with no idea: "Give me a theme."

Yang Jingxing was in a dilemma: "...be more inspiring."

This was like saying nothing. Li Xin raised his eyebrows, took another bite of the sandwich, and chewed slowly: "What's the request?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I like your unusual combinations and the confrontation between you and me."

Li Xin smiled, stood up and walked to the desk to get a large black notebook. He sat down and opened a few pages and gave it to Yang Jingxing: "Choose a sentence."

On the off-white textured paper, there are many sentences neatly written with a beautiful black pen, long and short, deep and shallow, vulgar and elegant, white and literary... Some are wonderful, some are beautiful, most of them

It seems to be all related to love.

"This." Yang Jingxing pointed to the sentence "Knowing that the price is high, regardless of mental and physical exhaustion, never believing in tears" and asked: "Is this a love song?"

Li Xin thought: "I forgot. You don't like love songs?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Without experience, it is difficult to write."

Li Xin haha: "I've never eaten pork and haven't seen pigs running... so I just write inspirational."

Yang Jingxing immediately had an idea: "In this way, bridge, transition, chorus, transition, chorus. I want to use these lines as transition. The two sentences are written separately, but the content is different. The second one is the first one.

The sublimation, and don’t rhyme with the preface and chorus.”

It was a bit complicated. Li Xin nodded and thought or memorized it and said, "Okay! If you have no problem, I will have no problem."

Yang Jingxing added: "The emotion is stronger and the gap is wider, it's probably the same feeling as "The Same People"." That is one of Li Xin's successful works.

Li Xin wiped his hands and went to get some pieces of printing paper, and began to have an in-depth discussion with Yang Jingxing. From that point on, he expanded the lyrics to both sides and planned a general direction and length. Generally speaking, there should be arrangement equipment at this time.

Next to it, there are synthesizers and the like, but Li Xin has a quirk. He doesn’t like to listen to music when he is conceiving or writing lyrics, and he wants to be quiet.

Fortunately, Yang Jingxing didn't rely much on equipment and could patiently express his ideas clearly. After understanding Yang Jingxing's intention more clearly, Li Xin became excited and worried about the singer, because such a melody direction probably requires the singer to have two eights.

span of degree.

Although it is often said that so and so has such a wide vocal range, how fierce the high notes are, and even the sound of dolphins... the fact is that it is not easy for a singer to sing all the notes in an octave well. This is what most popular songs are like.

Requirements. Only a few excellent professional vocal singers can express themselves in two octaves.

But singing is not about pitch, but more about timbre. Writing a long-span song seems more arrogant, but the effect is often poor when singing. And when singers get such songs, they often curse the author, so

It's basically trying to make things difficult. Singing is about expressing emotions through singing, not about using instruments to test the frequency of sound waves at the top of one's throat.

Yang Jingxing was not as worried as Li Xin, saying that he could control his pitch well, and it was not because of the pitch test.

Since Yang Jingxing was so confident, Li Xin was inevitably curious and wanted to ask more specific questions, so that she could cooperate. However, Yang Jingxing seemed to have no idea of ​​the details yet, and seemed to be full of confidence to give it a try.

After discussing for an hour, the two reached an agreement. They first let Li Xin finish writing the lyrics for a week. The two kept communicating and asked Yang Jingxing to conceive musical phrases based on Li Xin's sentences. Then the two communicated again and slowly blended each other's fragments.

In the later stage, Li Xin may have to make some modifications to the lyrics according to Yang Jingxing's request. In short, we will work together to come up with a good song within a month. Of course, most of this month is dedicated to Yang Jingxing.

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Li Xin also reminded Yang Jingxing: "You should communicate with Lao Ganma. They don't like songs with complex structures and are unwilling to do them. They are mainly worried about the singers."

Yang Jingxing said: "I will, but I will do this for today, sorry for bothering me."

Li Xin looked at his watch: "It's only eleven o'clock, are you in a hurry to leave?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I still have something to do, thank you for the coffee."

Li Xin said: "You're welcome, keep in touch."

Yang Jingxing still remembers saying goodbye to the dog: "Goodbye."

Li Xin haha.

Yang Jingxing didn't go back to school and rushed straight to Fudan University. After waiting for ten minutes outside Tao Meng's classroom, he saw her come out and waved goodbye to her classmates before walking quickly towards the stairs.

Chen Xiaqing, who left the classroom later, saw Yang Jingxing chasing Tao Meng like a thief. She brightened up and wanted to say hello, but Yang Jingxing made a booing gesture.

Chen Xiaqing whispered: "We are getting more and more familiar!"

Yang Jingxing quickly gave him a smile.

Yang Jing's movements were brisk. Tao Meng's eyes were covered for half a second before she started to react. She struggled forward violently and squatted down at the same time. This girl was very unromantic and used a lot of force. She managed to break free, but her steps down the stairs were slow.

Suddenly she lost her balance, and her body began to tilt severely when she turned her head and glared at him.

Yang Jingxing was very quick and grabbed Tao Meng's arm. At the same time, he took a sharp step and put his other hand around Tao Meng's waist.

However, Tao Meng's expression changed faster. It was angry at first, then quickly turned to joy, and immediately turned to shock. After being pulled, he instantly merged the first three types: "You!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Yes, you have a strong sense of defense."

Tao Meng stood firm, her expression changed to blame: "...you scared me!"

Yang Jingxing did not let go of Tao Meng's hand: "You didn't see me standing so close."

"Where are you standing?" Tao Meng asked while smiling at Chen Xiaqing and the others.

Yang Jingxing said, "It's right by the back door. Let's go, I want to think about something delicious."

Tao Meng met her friends again.

After leaving the teaching building, Tao Meng asked: "Why are you here again?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I have time."

Tao Meng asked again: "How do you know the classroom? You only know the math class."

Yang Jingxing said: "Your school website has a class schedule."

Tao Meng giggled: "Why did you come?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I miss you."

Tao Meng was not very happy: "Should I drive?"

Yang Jingxing said: "No, I will send it to you."

Tao Meng hesitated slightly: "I want to drive!"
To be continued...