Chapter 9 Nine

The content of the second day's exam is song composition. As soon as "mudao" got the lyrics, he lost all his courage.It said: "Small villages with green mountains and green waters, the revolutionary spirit is flourishing, canals and waters surround the mountains, and the golden road goes straight forward." And there are several paragraphs.She didn't know whether it was a folk song or a poem, whether it was in a major key or a minor key, whether it was a folk song or a propaganda song or an art song?She also asked for a piano accompaniment. She watched the lyrics in a daze for two hours, and then wrote ten proposals, all of which were so ugly that they would kill me.

"What is this?" Until night, she was still in a daze with the ten plans, "What kind of crap is this?!" "Don't bark, what's the matter?" Ma Li came over. "Who wrote these ten songs?" "Didn't you write this?" "I can't write such crap in my life." "It wasn't you who wrote it?" "I couldn't have written the lyrics. Not me." "why?" "Oh, I can't write it, I can't write it!" "Oh, women just can't do it, tsk tsk." Shi Bai stomped impatiently.

At this time, there were not many people in the examination room.Even Professor Jia was so sleepy that he had to go back to sleep.Before leaving, he left a message that he was not allowed to leave the room until he finished writing, but there was no time limit. "You wrote this song very well, just change it to this." Ma Ma looked at the score of "Du Mu". "why?" "Tell you to change like this, and you will change like this." "why?" It was already ten o'clock at night, and a chill came from the window. "Unintentional" asked Ma Li for a cigarette.

"I don't understand why it should be changed like this?" She lit the cigarette and stared at the ten plans in a daze.Shi Bai had already walked to the piano and started playing, his pale face looked even thinner, looking extremely weak. "Don't understand" yelled at him: "Don't play the piano! Don't play the piano!" Shi Bai glared at her. "Mudang" leaned over to look at his score. In addition to the lyrics, there were also various stone-white text annotations on it, making the score look like a prose with musical notes: "It's as beautiful as a song, as if seeing a wisp of green smoke Floating from the village... Oh, how majestic the mountains and rivers of the motherland... Fascinated and resolute..."

"Where are you writing a composition?!" "Du Mu" yelled at him. Shi Bai glared at her and plugged his ears. "Mudang" pressed hard on the piano with both hands.Then he ran to Ma Li and shouted, "Why did I change it like that?" "You might as well go back to sleep." "why?" Ma Li finished writing his own score, and took out all the cigarettes in his pocket and left them to "mudao". "Mangdao" doesn't smoke, she lights up the cigarettes one by one.Watch them consume one by one, and then close your eyes and take out one sentence from each of the ten plans to form a song with piano accompaniment.It's a piece of music where it doesn't matter which line it is, it doesn't matter anyway.She unceremoniously spanned the vocals three octaves and crafted a piano accompaniment that would be painful to play.At five o'clock the next morning, she handed the score to Shi Bai, and Shi Bai was still sitting by the piano, studying whether his notes were glorious.Then she threw the pencil, eraser, ruler, and the rest of the music paper out the window.

It was a fresh morning, and the sun was already shining softly on her blue face. She wanted to cheer herself up, but she couldn't.She rubbed her eyes vigorously and pressed her temples. It was as if two lead weights were pinching her on both sides of her temples.She felt that there were ten plans in her head and she couldn't get rid of them, and if they were put together at random, it would be another lame melody.She had to start running, trying to shake them off.But within a few steps, she fell asleep.Kneeling on the ground, then lying there and falling asleep, until it was dark again, and disco music was playing loudly from the composition class.