Chapter 104
"What about me? What about me?" Zhu Le heard it and came forward impatiently.
Zhou Li glanced at him and said, "It's none of your business, go have fun."
"You're not taking me with you! Humph!" Zhu Le put his hands on his hips, then laughed again, "Then I'll go visit Yizhihua next door!"
"Go ahead." Zhou Li waved his hand helplessly, "Just don't play so hard that you forget to come back."
Zhu Le looked around cautiously, then leaned over to Zhou Li and whispered, "I'll go get some information."
Zhou Li couldn't help but lower his voice, "Then you have to be careful."
Zhu Le said carelessly, "Those rough guys definitely wouldn't have thought I was going there to get information."
"Shh, walls have ears." Zhou Li pointed at the wall next to him and said. Zhu Le lowered his voice again and nodded repeatedly, "I know."
After coaxing Zhu Le away, Zhou Li followed Shan Jia directly. Shan Jia went up to the second floor and paused to open the door. She turned to Zhou Li and said, "I mean, come back later."
"Not now?"
"No." Shan Jia shook her head. Seeing Zhou Li's bewildered look, she explained, "I want to take a shower and relax."
Zhou Li scratched her head awkwardly, "Okay, I'll come back later." She turned and went into her room, lay on the bed, rolled over, and then thought of the embarrassing scene just now, burying her face in the pillow. Zhou Li cursed herself for being possessed by the devil, and actually followed Shan Jia back to her room without using her brain at all. Shan Jia had just finished her performance, and must be tired, and wanted to have her own private space.
He smelled himself. The sun was facing the stage. The performance was just a few minutes long and made him sweat profusely. Thinking that he was so close to Shan Jia just now and that she would smell the greasy smell on his body, Zhou Li felt sick all over.
She jumped up instantly and rushed into the bathroom, washed herself beautifully, then changed into new clothes before going to see Shan Jia. When Zhou Li knocked on the door, Shan Jia was drying her hair. Her wet hair hung on her shoulders. She was wearing a loose black short-sleeved shirt and looked very relaxed.
"Sit wherever you want." Shan Jia said.
Zhou Li went in and took a look. Her room had the same layout as Shan Jia's, but Shan Jia's luggage seemed to have been packed and was not placed on the floor. The computer and synthesizer he brought were also opened and placed on the table.
"I wrote a short melody. How about you listen to it?" Shan Jia hung a white towel around his neck, leaned over and turned on the computer. A very strong melody lasted for more than ten seconds, but it stopped abruptly before Zhou Li could hear enough.
"What do you think of this melody in the song we're creating?" Shan Jia tilted her head and asked Zhou Li. Her eyes were dark, her chin was white, and her hair was messy and stuck to her scalp. The ends of her hair were still dripping with water, soaking her black shirt into a black spot. Zhou Li couldn't help but stare at the wet spot. "Wipe your hair first, and I'll listen."
Zhou Li tried hard to look away.
"Okay." Shan Jia left and Zhou Li sat in front of the computer. She pressed the play button and listened to it again.
The theme of the four seasons is actually very easy to understand, spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the difficulty lies in sublimating this theme. Zhou Li thought of the lyrics, but Shan Jia started with the music. Zhou Li listened to it over and over again and finally thought of where to put it.
It can be put in the chorus. The melody of the chorus of a good song should be catchy enough so that the audience can remember it deeply. However, this part is still a bit too short, and the tone is thin. It is actually a very immature idea.
Zhou Li offered a few suggestions, and Shan Jia nodded. She reached out, put her arm across Zhou Li's shoulders, picked up the sticky note on the table, and wrote down Zhou Li's suggestions. Then she asked, "What are your thoughts on the theme of this creation?"
Zhou Li looked at Shan Jia, who had just wiped her frizzy hair. She looked like a soft little lamb, so innocent and cute that he wanted to reach out and rub her hair. Shan Jia always showed her cuteness unintentionally, which made Zhou Li want to rub her hair.
His heart was practically melting, but Zhou Li said seriously, "I think this theme is actually very heartwarming. The four seasons are related to everyone. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are just the passage of time. The four seasons are huge, but people are small. I wanted to make the theme smaller this time."
"Four seasons..." Shan Jia pondered for a while, muttering: "Time..."
"How about three meals a day all year round?"
“The changing lengths of the seasons are reflected in the food on the table!”
Zhou Li offered another idea, "Then we can tell a story about a child growing up while the parents grow old."
Shan Jia shook his head.
"I don't like forced sentimentality." She looked at Zhou Li and said, "I want to write about the mountains and rivers of our motherland, the spring planting, the summer growth, the autumn harvest, the winter storage, and finally the process of reaching our dining table."
Zhou Li's eyes were fixed on the vastness of this song.
In addition to the love of parents, isn’t it also the love for the motherland?
"Okay! Just write this!" Zhou Li clapped his hands excitedly.
Shan Jia also had an inspiration. She directly pulled over the computer, played various musical instruments on the computer, and then added them to the music score. After a while, she determined the basic tune.
Zhou Li was pushed aside, but she was not angry. She held her chin and watched Shan Jia work.
It is said that people who work hard are the most beautiful. Zhou Li never thought so before, but now when she saw Shan Jia, she felt that he was so charming. She secretly took out her mobile phone, pretended to look at it, and took several photos.
Shan Jia suddenly turned his head to look at her, "Do you think it's better to add a guzheng or a guqin here?"
Zhou Li hurriedly turned off his phone and leaned over, "Where?"
Shan Jia played it once, and Zhou Li said, "I think the guzheng is better. The guqin's sound is too clear and a bit abrupt."
Shan Jia nodded and continued to create.
Zhou Li smelled a faint fragrance coming from her body. He couldn't tell what the fragrance was, but he just thought it smelled very good.
Zhou Li stood back for a moment, scratching her head. She pulled the stool over and held her phone without daring to make any sound. She looked up words related to the four seasons and copied them out. Maybe she could use them when writing lyrics later.
She looked up at Shan Jia from time to time. Shan Jia had thin shoulders, and the loose short-sleeved shirt made her shoulders look droopy. Some sounds came from the computer from time to time, and she was adding some things to make the music sound richer.
Zhou Li fell asleep while leaning against a stool, holding his phone.
"Zhou Li, listen again..." Shan Jia turned around and lowered his voice.
Zhou Li rested his right hand, which was holding the phone, on his stomach, with his head lowered and one hand hanging in the air. He breathed evenly and sounded like he was sleeping soundly.
Shan Jia looked at her quietly for a while, worried that Zhou Li would have a sore neck if she slept like this, so she stood up and patted Zhou Li's shoulder gently.
"Zhou Li, wake up."
Zhou Li opened her eyes in confusion and subconsciously grabbed the hand on her shoulder. She squinted at Shan Jia and asked dazedly, "Are you done?"
"Not yet, go back to sleep first."
Shan Jia tried to break free from the grip on her hand. Zhou Li yawned, grabbed Shan Jia's hand and rubbed it on her arm.
"I'm so sleepy. I'm hungry."
Zhou Li's hair brushed against Shan Jia's smooth arm, making her feel itchy. She couldn't help but grab a handful of Zhou Li's hair with her other free hand. Zhou Li let go in confusion, looking up at Shan Jia obediently, as if asking, "Why are you grabbing my hair?"
Shan Jia covered her palm and rubbed it again. Zhou Li closed her eyes comfortably. Shan Jia had the illusion that she was petting a golden retriever. After rubbing for a while, she let go of her hand and said, "The program team didn't say how to eat. I think we can order takeout."
Zhou Li rubbed his stomach and said, "Let's eat first."
"Yeah." Shan Jiaying said.
Zhou Li lowered his head to order takeout, and just as he opened the takeout app, he suddenly realized: "Is Zhu Le not back yet?"
Shan Jia shook his head.
Zhou Li said, "Maybe he's downstairs? Let's go down and ask him what he wants to eat and order together."
Shan Jia nodded. Zhou Li smiled coquettishly at Shan Jia while sitting on the stool. She stretched out her left hand and said, "Sister, pull me."
Shan Jia pursed her lips, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. She reached out and pulled Zhou Li up. She didn't use much force, and Zhou Li got up with her strength.
Zhou Li stretched, shook his head, and followed Shan Jia downstairs.
"Zhu Le?" After going downstairs, Zhou Li turned around and called Zhu Le a few more times, but there was no one there. Zhou Li opened his phone and called Zhu Le.
"Hey, what's wrong, Captain?" Zhu Le heard a lot of noise.
"We want to order takeout. What do you want to eat?" Zhou Li asked directly.
"What?" Zhu Le shouted.
"Eat! What do you want to eat!" Zhou Li couldn't help but raise his voice.
"Oh, let's eat! Captain, you and the boss come over here, everyone is having a party here at Yizhihua! You are the only ones missing!"
Before Zhou Li could speak, Zhu Le walked to a quieter place, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "There is food here. I just ordered it and forgot to call you captains. Hey, come over here quickly."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Li looked at Shan Jia and said, "They said they're all having a party at Yizhihua. Do you want to go over?"
Shan Jia nodded, and Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Let's go!"
Yizhihua's dormitory was right next to theirs, and the two rooms were not far apart. As soon as Zhou Li went out, she heard music coming from next door.
It’s not hard to guess what a group of musicians can do when they get together.
Zhou Li pushed open the door and saw people in the hall. Some were playing games on TV, while others were chatting. The table was filled with food. Zhou Li looked around and Zhu Le saw them waving vigorously, "Over here!"
Standing next to him was the guitarist of the Yizhihua band, and Zhou Li walked over with Shan Jia.
Zhu Le apologized, "I was so happy chatting with Brother Ning that I forgot to inform you, but I did leave some food for you!"
Zhu Le happily took the food out from the kitchen counter and placed it in front of Zhou Li, with a look of seeking praise on his face.
"Then you did a pretty good job. If we hadn't called you, you wouldn't have known about it." Zhou Li said with a forced smile and a sarcastic tone.
Zhu Le said tremblingly: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have chatted so happily with Brother Ning."
Shan Jia was already looking at the food. The food on the table was barbecue, and the food in the plastic bag was also barbecue. She handed a skewer of lamb to Zhou Li. Zhou Li smelled the aroma of the food and said, "You still have some conscience. I forgive you this time."
Zhu Le touched his head and smiled foolishly, and Ning Hong from the Yizhihua band next to him laughed.
The musicians from the Yizhihua band had introduced themselves to Zhou Li, and they were all quite familiar with each other. Zhou Li asked as he ate and looked at the group, "Why are they all getting together?"
Ning Hong spread his hands: "I don't know either."
"Originally, only this guy came," he pointed at Zhu Le and said, "Then Storm Eye came over to ask the boss for an autograph, and then the Highway Band came over. For some reason, someone suggested that we relax on the first night and get to know each other. Word spread, and that's how it all came together."
"Where is your captain?" Zhou Li didn't see Yizhiwa's captain in the room.
"He was dragged outside to show off his skills."
The room was so dark that Zhou Li couldn't hear any noise outside. She walked to the balcony and saw that musical instruments had been placed on the open space outside at some point, and three guitarists were playing wildly on them.
Zhou Li almost couldn't help covering his ears. It was simply a crazy dance.
She walked back and asked suspiciously, "Are they drunk?"
"I didn't dare drink." Ning Hong glanced at the camera in the room and said, "The director won't let me."
"Then why are you so crazy?"
Ning Hong shrugged: "I'm not convinced."
Zhu Le came over and gossiped, "Everyone says he's a top guitarist in the music industry. I don't want to see who's better."
"So?"
Zhu Le chuckled and said, "It's hard to tell who's better up front, so no one wants to step down, so the argument is on."
Zhou Li opened her eyes wide in surprise, wondering how much wonderful things she had missed.
"It's a pity that Brother Ning doesn't want to go up." Zhu Le enjoyed watching the fun.
Ning Hongcai ignored the kid and said, "Shan Jia is also a top female guitarist. Why doesn't she push your boss to go on stage?"
"If she wants to go, I'll go."
Ning Hong knew Shan Jia's personality very well and knew that she was unwilling to participate in such activities.
Zhu Le stiffened his neck and said, "My boss has no point in competing with you. If she goes on stage, none of you can match her!"
Before Zhou Li could cover Zhu Le's mouth, he saw the three guitarists who had just entered the room approaching aggressively and shouting in unison, "Let's have a competition!"
Zhou Li held his forehead, thinking that Zhu Le’s mouth would cause trouble sooner or later.
Zhou Li winked at Shan Jia, asking her to refuse.
Shan Jia put down the barbecue skewers in her hand, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and then slowly said, "Okay."
"Shan Jia doesn't need it... What?!" Zhou Li's tone changed instantly, and he looked at Shan Jia in disbelief.
Shan Jia smiled at Zhou Li and said, "It just so happens that I want to play guitar too."
She spoke casually, but Zhou Li could see the seriousness in her eyes.
Zhou Li frowned and her sleeve was pulled down. Zhu Le looked at her anxiously, knowing that it was his bad mouth that caused the trouble.
Zhou Li's brows relaxed and she said okay.
"I'll be your audience." Zhou Li smiled and tried hard to create a relaxed atmosphere for Shan Jia. As long as she wanted, she would support her unconditionally.
Tang Bai had stood beside him at some point and shouted, "Come on, Third Brother!"
Zhou Li looked at the waving guitarist, and she seemed to know why Shan Jia agreed. It turned out that Shan Jia was far from being as indifferent as he seemed.
Even if he lost the battle, he would not lose the battle. Zhou Li snorted in his heart, "Come on, Shan Jia!"
Zhu Le followed up with a shout: "Come on, boss!"
The Yizhihua band nearby also joined in the fun, "Come on, Captain!"
Ning Hong said, "Then I'll do it too." He smiled lazily, "If not, all the guitarists should go and teach these people a lesson."
The guitarists from other teams, who were already eager to try, immediately responded and asked them to wait and go back to get their guitars.
Zhou Li also accompanied Shan Jia back to get the guitar, and she followed him to Shan Jia's room.
Shan Jia lowered his head to tune his strings. Zhou Li thought about it and said, "It's just a friendly match. Even if we lose, it doesn't mean anything."
Shan Jia put her guitar on her back, looked at Zhou Li and asked, "Do you think I will lose?"
Zhou Li was embarrassed and she tried to explain quickly.
"No, I'm just playing around, alas." She originally wanted to comfort Shan Jia, but the more she spoke, the more confused she became.
Shan Jia raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Goddess of luck is on my side, I will win."
Zhou Li was stunned.
What goddess of luck?
Shan Jia did not want to explain, and went downstairs with the piano on his back. Zhou Li hurriedly caught up with him.
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