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Chapter 164: Swept the Country

Qin Shuzhen said: "I have read it and think Xiaorong's essay is very good. Xiaorong is wondering if it can be published in "Youth Literature and Art"!"

"Publish? Haha..." Shen Jianhua became interested and said, "Xiaorong is great, bring it over quickly and I'll take a good look at it for you."

Shen Xiaorong immediately showed the composition to her father, with a look of anticipation on her face.

"Yeah! Not bad, not bad. That kid Huang Han actually composes music and lyrics with you and Teacher Qiu?"

"Yes, in fact, the most important song and song creation came from Huang Han. He suddenly got the inspiration and hummed the tune, sang a verse, and wrote the lyrics!"

"Hey! That little white guy who is half a head shorter than you is not simple!"

"Gee, Dad, don't call him little when you see him in the future, and don't call him short! Okay?"

"Why?"

"Because Huang Han doesn't like it!"

"Do I need to care whether he likes it or not?"

"Hey! Yes, there's no need for it!"

"May you have warm winters, may you not be cold in spring, may you have lights when it gets dark and an umbrella when it rains. This word is really good!"

"This part was actually written by Huang Han alone! In the beginning, the flowers bloom and wither, the cold turns to scorching heat, and the sound of cicadas chirps outside the classroom, covering up the sobs. It was written by Teacher Qiu, and I mentioned a little bit. suggestion."

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"Dad, let me sing the song we just finished. Please give us your valuable advice."

At this time, Shen Jianhua and Qin Shuzhen could not possibly think that the two children would tinker with any good music, they just thought that the lyrics were okay.

Shen Jianhua looked at his watch, nodded and said, "It's only after nine o'clock, the neighbors must be awake!"

In fact, he is too self-conscious, and it is also because of his high personal quality.

The Shen family is surrounded by colleagues from the county government, all of whom are subordinates of Shen Jianhua. Even if the sound of piano comes from the house in the middle of the night, no one would dare to chirp!

Shen Xiaorong has played and sang the song "Teacher, Go Slower" more than ten times in the past few days, and she is very familiar with it.

Her nimble fingers jumped and slid happily on the keyboard, like clouds and flowing water.

After the song ended, I found my father and mother’s eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

Shen Xiaorong said modestly: "My singing is far inferior to that of Huang Han and Zhang Chunmei. If they sing and I play the piano to accompany them, it will definitely sound much better."

Qin Shuzhen was Shen Xiaorong's first music teacher. She was an expert. She was suddenly excited and said, "Xiaorong, are you really one of the songwriters of this song?"

"Yes! It's just that most of it was created by Huang Han, and a lot of it was Teacher Qiu's hard work. I didn't play much of a role. Teacher Qiu refused to be the songwriter, so he asked Huang Han and my name to be written on it!"

"My God, this song sounds so good! Maybe it will become as popular as "Night at the Military Port" across the country."

Why does everyone mention "Night at the Military Port" and compare it to this song?

That's because this song was the most popular in 1981. When you turn on the radio, a certain radio station will always play it. It has been selected as the song of the week by radio stations all over the country countless times.

Now almost everyone across the country knows that there are hundreds of millions of people who have heard this song and love to listen to it, and there are also a lot of people who can sing it.

This is a real situation, because there was no awareness of copyright at all at this time. As long as the song was good-sounding and had healthy lyrics, radio stations could play it as many times as they wanted without spending a penny.

Shen Jianhua has read the lyrics of the song "Teacher, Walk Slower". He has read it very seriously and thinks that if there is no fault to be found, there can be no political issues.

At this time, I heard the song again and said sincerely: "This song has a nice melody, healthy lyrics, full of affection and good wishes. It is really a rare masterpiece!"

"Dad, Mom, you all think this song is good?"

Shen Jianhua and Qin Shuzhen are already as sweet as honey at this time. This is their daughter's work! This is simply a gift from God!

They both said in unison: "It's really good. It will definitely become popular all over the country."

Qin Shuzhen looked at her husband and said, "What does it mean that this good song was born in Sanshui County?"

The words awakened the dreamer, and Shen Jianhua said: "It shows that Sanshui County has produced talents, and it shows that Sanshui County has paid attention to education and achieved results.

Haha, I will call the Education Bureau tomorrow and ask them to make a good plan to get this song played by radio stations as soon as possible and strive to become popular across the country."

"Why did you agree so readily this time? Don't you mind others saying that you are using your power for personal gain?"

"Using power for personal gain? Haha, no one can produce such a work. I welcome people to use power for personal gain in this way! Haha..."

"Dad, I want to emphasize that this song was actually co-written by Huang Han and Teacher Qiu. I only played a small role!"

"Oh! Xiaorong, don't worry, tell me the cause and effect in detail!"

"It was June 30th, the day when students get their report cards and the teacher assigns summer homework. All the students knew that they would be divided into classes, and the teacher they liked might never teach them again..."

After listening to their daughter's narration, Shen Jianhua and Qin Shuzhen laughed and said:

"Huang Han doesn't know how to compose music. When he first started composing, he hummed the tune and you wrote the music. Then you played the piano and the two of you revised it together, right?"

"Yeah! That's roughly it!"

"Xiao Rong, this means that you actually participated in the creation. You deserve to be one of the songwriters!"

"I-I really don't have much effect!"

"Don't think so. There are more than a thousand students in the Experimental Primary School. I'm afraid you are the only one who can record the music, right?"

"Yeah! I've never heard of anyone else who can! But in at least half a year, Huang Han will definitely be able to compose music."

"That's it, Huang Han suddenly got inspiration. He can't write out the melody he thought of at the moment, he can only hum it.

If it weren't for you to help record and improve it, he might have forgotten it in a day or two, and this song would never have been born.

Without Teacher Qiu's participation in the creation, this song would not exist. Teacher Qiu letting you sign it certainly affirms your contribution, so you don't have to worry about anything!"

The parents said so much, but in fact only the last sentence, "Teacher Qiu's affirmation" made Shen Xiaorong give up her worries.

Primary school students all listen to their teachers, and Teacher Qiu is an enigmatic elder who is respected by everyone.

Shen Xiaorong actually heard that Teacher Qiu refused Huang Han's request for her signature, and heard that Teacher Qiu asked her and Huang Han to sign as songwriters.

After listening to the song "Teacher, Walk Slower", Shen Jianhua felt different when he read the composition of the same name again. He actually took out his pen and revised a few places, and then laughed:

"Such a good essay should definitely be selected by "Youth Literature", Xiaorong! You submit it through the school first. If it is returned, I will call my classmates."

Qin Shuzhen said doubtfully: "This doesn't look like you! Are you willing to go through the back door for Xiaorong's essay?"

Shen Jianhua was not happy to hear this and retorted:

"A back door? This is not a back door, but I think the editor may have made a mistake. He called my old classmate and asked him to see Xiaorong's essay for himself. How can it be called a back door?"








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