"I just heard the prelude you talked with a guitar. The effect of using a flute in this prelude should be better." Bai Shanting suddenly said.

Cheng Lixue smiled and said, "Uncle Bai is worthy of being a great man. When I heard this song by chance, the prelude was played with the crisp sound of the flute."

The sound of the flute is crisp, high-pitched, transparent and round, which is very suitable for this song.

Cheng Lixue liked the flute sounds in this song very much.

However, when Cheng Lixue was a child, he spent all his time on guitar and could not play the flute.

Otherwise, the sound of the song would be even better if you could add a crisp and transparent flute sound inside.

"There are many places in this song that use flutes." Cheng Lixue smiled and said, "I made Uncle Bai laugh, but I just thought that I only know guitar as I told you just now."

"Do you have the score of this song? Or if you hum the melody of this song, I will write down the score of the song." Bai Shanting said.

With his ability, as long as Cheng Lixue can hum the melody, he can quickly compose the song.

"Okay." Cheng Lixue nodded, recalling this song that he had heard many times, and began to hum the prelude of the song.

Bai Shanting listened to the melody and wrote the music score directly.

This surprised Cheng Lixue. In fact, he would also do the composition. After having some money, he also set up a small studio at home.

But he used computer software to compose music, and this was the first time he had seen this kind of handwriting compose.

When there was no such condition before, those real composers basically wrote the music by hand.

The music score in Bai Shanting's hand is a flute score written based on the melody Cheng Li learned to hum.

Bai Shanting asked Bai Zhengyu to take the flute over and then use the flute to play the prelude.

Cheng Lixue couldn't help but clap his hands when he heard this and said, "Uncle Bai, that's the sound."

"How many passages in this song need to be coordinated with the sound of the flute?" Bai Shanting asked.

"There must be three stages." Cheng Li learned the Tao.

"Then you have to thank Xiaoyu, my family. There is a flute in some of the instruments that Xiaoyu can do." He said: "You hum the remaining two melodies that need to be played together. I will score the whole song. At that time, Xiaoyu will help you take charge of the flute and the harmony part. You two will play this song in full and listen to me."

"Okay." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

About half an hour later, Bai Shanting handed the music score to Bai Zhengyu.

Cheng Lixue also took a pen and wrote out the lyrics of "The Year of Innocence" on the table.

Fortunately, this is my favorite song, and it is also a song I hummed in my heart many times in my dreams at midnight.

Otherwise, with the extent to which many of his songs can only hum those few sentences, it will be difficult to write down all the songs and lyrics of this song in full.

So he also admired the copycats in many online articles in later generations who could completely record the songs and lyrics of so many songs. How good is he remembered!

"I'll go back to the house to get my flute." Bai Zhengyu said.

Every musician has his own instrument. Only by playing can he show his true strength in his performance.

After taking back my flute, the performance of this song began.

Starting from Bai Zhengyu's crisp flute sound, combined with Cheng Lixue's guitar, a wonderful prelude slowly rang out.

Then the two of them sang the song one by one.

Baishanting was moved by this moving melody and the scenes that made people think of many or forgotten or not when they returned to their youth.

He closed his eyes and savored the life of all kinds for decades.

At the end of the song, a sentence suddenly appeared in his heart, do you regret your current life?

He hesitated a little, then a smile appeared on his face.

Although he has many regrets in his life, he has never regretted his life like this.

But if I could really go back to my youth, I would probably reach out to soothe the regrets that were engraved in my heart.

However, it is all old past events.

"It's not like songs that can be written at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Compared with melodies, these words are more moving." He smiled.

"It's not what I wrote, it was something I accidentally heard from someone singing. The man said it was Pu Shu's new song, and it has not been released yet." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

It is not his, he will not take it for himself. As a reborn person or a literati, he disdains to plagiarize or copy other people's works.

If he is a reborn person and still reposts other people's songs or novels to become popular, then his rebirth will be in vain.

Besides, if it weren't for the unspoken world, wouldn't it block others' road to becoming famous with the memories of the past life?

Those works that have worked hard for years and spent countless hard work should not be taken away by those who already have the advantage of rebirth.

This is like Charlotte's troubles. Why did Charlotte get hysterically angry when she met Jay Chou.

Because he knows better than anyone that he is a real plagiarist. He becomes famous by plagiarizing other people's works and leaving others with no way out. His conscience is still there, how can he be safe?

"Pu Shu's new song?" Bai Shanting smiled and said, "No wonder, these lyrics and songs really have a Pu Shu style."

While talking, Bai Shanting looked at the watch in his hand and said, "I've been going to talk about music. Now it's already past one o'clock. I'll invite you to come and visit, but it's still hungry for the guests. It's really my dereliction of duty. Wait, see Uncle Bai show you bother."

"Uncle Bai can still cook?" Cheng Lixue asked in surprise.

"Cooking is no different from composing and writing lyrics. As long as you are willing to work hard, it will be great. But you can definitely eat it." Bai Shanting smiled.

Cheng Lixue really didn't expect that Baishanting, as the chairman of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, could still cook.

And it's quite delicious.

After lunch, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Lixue also offered his farewell at this time.

"Are you free next week? You can come to me for more time when you have free next week. It's just a rare time to have free time. You will hold an art performance in two weeks, right? You can also take advantage of this time to practice more here." Bai Shanting said.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Cheng Lixue said: "There are some things to do next week."

"If you have something, then wait for when it's okay to come again." Bai Shanting smiled.

When I think of Cheng Lixue's identity as a writer, I am sometimes quite busy.

Cheng Lixue nodded, then said goodbye and left the Bai family.

After returning home, Cheng Lixue went to the convenience store opened by his parents.

As soon as Cheng Lixue passed, he saw a woman wearing a red dress and a white hat walking into the store.

She took two bottles of water from the refrigerator.

"How much?" she asked lightly.

"Six dollars." Lin Yun said.

She took out six dollars from her bag and put it on the cabinet.

Cheng Lixue came over and shouted, "Mom."

"Are you here?" Lin Yun said with a smile.

The woman frowned when she looked at Cheng Lixue. At this time, Cheng Lixue looked up at her and frowned.

Because he felt that he had seen her somewhere.

This woman looks about forty years old, elegant and luxurious, and extraordinary.

He suddenly remembered it and smiled, "Are you Song Yue's mother?"

When she drove to pick up Song Yue, she had seen her once.

The reason why she can recognize her when she meets her is because she looks too similar to Song Yue.

"Who is Song Yue?" Lin Yun asked out loud.

"Students from the school." Cheng Lixuedao.

"Since it's all Lixue's family who come to buy things, you can't ask for the money." The mother enthusiastically wanted to return the money to her.

But she confiscated the money, but said lightly to Cheng Lixue: "I don't object to Yue'er having a friend in high school, but that person can't be you."

After she finished speaking, she left in her high heels.

Cheng Lixue was a little surprised, then shook his head with some amusement.

"How come you can encounter such a scene by yourself!"

Monday morning, 5:20.

It was dawn, and the lights in the dormitory were still turned off.

Lin Chuen put on his clothes and got up, then got up to wash.

After washing up, she walked down from the dormitory building.

The morning breeze blew on her face very comfortable, and the campus was empty. She walked lightly on the grass on the campus, and sometimes she would open her arms and feel the fresh atmosphere of nature.

This is the happiest time for her every day. The morning light has just emerged. There is no one else on campus except her. She can stretch her arms unrestrainedly without looking at other people's eyes.

At other times, she is soft-hearted and thin-skinned and dare not do these things.

If someone sees it, it will be embarrassing.
To be continued...