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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: thousands of miles away(1/2)

Don't think that if Shen Xiaorong stays, Huang Han will have a chance to be alone with her.

Zhang Chunmei, Xiao Qiang, Wang Huiling, Zhang Qian, etc. have all grown up and are no longer little girls. They seem to have a tacit understanding and act together with Huang Han as a group.

Only Lu Yao went her own way and hid whenever she could.

Huang Han doesn't mind, because he doesn't want to break anything, and he doesn't want to make emotional commitments to anyone.

He is not an ignorant boy, he knows that there is still a long way to go!

The feelings of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old are like a poem, it is something otherworldly.

How many can withstand the wind and rain?

Without commitment, there is no harm, only hazy and beautiful memories will be left!

The reserved Shen Xiaorong doesn't seem to reject group activities.

She still chatted happily with Zhang Chunmei and others, and even took the initiative to chat with Xiao Qiang.

Xiao Qiang actually didn't have any bad intentions. Seeing that Shen Xiaorong was quite polite to her, she lost her hostility.

She was embarrassed to target Shen Xiaorong, and the classmates gradually got along harmoniously.

The atmosphere seemed to be back to the time when we were rehearsing for the "Passionate Sanshui Enqiao Fundraising Gala" three years ago.

It doesn’t matter if Lu Yao doesn’t want to join in the fun, because as the lead singer, she should have a natural sense of music and is an indispensable main actor.

After Shen Xiaorong heard her sing a few songs, she was full of praise. She truly appreciated Lu Yao's voice and thought it was really sweet.

Huang Han was lazy and left half of the lyrics of "Tropic of Cancer" for Shen Xiaorong to complete. Teacher Qiu lived with Shen Xiaorong at night, how could he stay out of it?

It's hot in July, and since the auditorium is so tall, there is only an electric fan inside so it doesn't feel too hot.

After three or four days of deliberation by Teacher Qiu and Shen Xiaorong, "Tropic of Cancer" has been completed and the teenagers are rehearsing.

Lu Yao’s ethereal voice sings the lead! “… I often compare my soul to the world, and connect my love and affection into the Tropic of Cancer.

There are always dreams accompanying you, the spring breeze blows across the vast land, my love..."

Teacher Qiu said sincerely: "Learning music is really not suitable for everyone. Lu Yao's talent is really not something that can be learned!"

Zhang Chunmei sighed and said: "I think so too. I have worked hard enough and I can't stop singing. But Lu Yao has always regarded singing as a joke!"

Shen Xiaorong smiled as she listened and said, "If we write the lyrics this way, the effect of the song seems to be no worse than the original song!"

Huang Handao: "Absolutely! Our team is also a strong one!"

"Yeah! After all, many of my classmates have been practicing together for four or five years, so we have a pretty good understanding."

"You really haven't heard any English cover of our "Little Girl Under the Streetlight" in the United States?"

"No? What's wrong? You asked me twice."

"I want to try to write lyrics in English and re-arrange and sing "The Little Girl Under the Streetlight".

Since the song doesn’t exist in the United States, you can apply for copyright and then sell it to a band or record company that pays the highest bid.”

Shen Xiaorong's eyes lit up and she said, "Hey! This is a good idea. A good song may earn tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars in the United States!"

Huang Han has heard of this situation. In a country that protects intellectual property rights well, the copyright owner of a popular song may be able to live with it for a lifetime.

Huang Han smiled and asked: "How is it? Are you interested?"

"Of course I'm interested! I'm confident in the music, but how are you going to write the lyrics?"

Huang Han knows that "Brother Louie" is a rare and good song, much better than the Chinese version.

It's just that maybe because of my own wings and because I released this song three years ago, this song originally from Europe and the United States seemed to disappear out of thin air.

This is not possible. It is Huang Han's wish to remove the dross and retain the essence!

A good thing must not be lost, so Huang Han decided to get it out and send it back to Europe and the United States, so that it could be considered a complete treasure!

You can also earn some royalties on the side, so why not?

There are very few pop songs originally sung in English that Huang Han can remember the entire lyrics of. Most of them remember one or two essential lines. Counting "Brother Louie", there seem to be only three songs, one of which is the English cover of "Kiss Goodbye" 》.

The reason why I practiced English songs so hard against the original version word by word was just to show off my skills at KTV, but I didn’t expect that it would come in handy now.

Since you write English songs and sell them in the United States, you don't have to be polite. Get the English version of "Kiss Goodbye" first, add "Brother Louie" and let Shen Xiaorong apply for copyright in Europe and the United States.

After the English copyright is secured, I will write the lyrics and make "Kiss Goodbye" my own.

Isn’t it a bit shameless?

Who cares! If you don’t pretend to be a virgin bitch, the US imperialists have a lot of money anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice to let Shen Xiaorong get the US dollars while having fun?

This song is so classic that Huang Han didn't want to change it at all, so he didn't force Shen Xiaorong to be the co-writer. He wrote the lyrics and music of "Take Me To Your Heart" that night.

Huang Qian knew that his brother was composing English songs, so he didn't bother him and asked for the results early the next morning.

Huang Han was full of confidence and happily told Huang Qian that he would go to the auditorium to play and sing later.

Huang Qiante liked Shen Xiaorong and immediately ran to the hotel to find her, presumably to tell Shen Xiaorong and Teacher Qiu the good news as soon as possible.

When Huang Han came to the auditorium, more than a hundred teachers and students were looking forward to it.

Du Jia met Huang Qi when he came to Huang Han's home to study early, and also learned the good news that Huang Han had released a new work.

She pestered Huang Xin and Li Mei and said a lot of nice things.

Huang Xin was so annoyed that she had no choice but to agree to accompany her to listen to the song.

This rare and good song is sure to resonate. When Huang Han sang it once, all the teenagers were shocked.

The only beautiful girl who understood, Shen Xiaorong, was already in tears...

"...Takemetoyourheart,yourhandbeforeI''tgotaclue......."

Cheng Wenge, an honest man who loves to sing and has studied music for more than five years, has his own understanding of music. He suddenly squatted down, held his head in his hands, and murmured to himself:

"There can be such beautiful and sad music in this world. I really want to cry."

Qian Aiguo is stupid. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t understand. Good music knows no national boundaries!

"My admiration for my eldest brother is like a torrential river..."

Liu Xiaoli interrupted: "Can you change your words of admiration?"

"My eldest brother taught me this sentence five years ago. I will never forget my roots and will say it for the rest of my life!"

"Well! What I like most is that you don't forget your roots."

The English listening skills of several high school students should be better. At least Huang Xin and Du Jia, the two academic masters who often get perfect scores, should have a vague understanding of the lyrics.

Du Jia shed tears and murmured: "Let me be close to your heart and stay with your soul. These words are so beautiful!"

Huang Xin said: "Don't be beautiful. After listening to the song, let's go back!"

"If I don't leave, I have to listen to it again!"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the auditorium was strange after he finished singing, Huang Han laughed.

"Rong'er, it should be no problem to apply for copyright for this song in the United States!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Do you think this song will become a hit in the United States?" Find a book

"Uh-huh!"

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Yeah! Yeah!" At this time, Shen Xiaorong couldn't stop feeling sad and couldn't speak at all.

She was proud. She clearly wanted to cry, but she held back and let her tears fall silently.

In a corner of the auditorium, there was actually someone who understood the lyrics and was wiping tears from the corner of her eyes. She was of course Teacher Qiu.

"Woooo..., it sounds so good, I want to listen to it again, Lu Yao, you are so good at singing, hurry up and learn it!" Xiao Qiang, who was easily led away, sobbed.

"This song is so good, I must learn it!"

"You know, I'm actually very envious of your ability to sing. If I had your good voice, I would definitely practice singing every day and outshine everyone else."

"Why are you always obsessed with comparing yourself to others?"

"You're just a stupid girl, you're very lazy, and you don't even know how to use your strengths."

"Go, go, go, singing is just for fun, you need to work hard!"

Xiao Qiang looked at Lu Yao with an expression of hatred, sighed, and said, "I'm convinced of you!"

"Are you convinced that I can sing better than you? Or are you convinced that I am indifferent and just watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, why do I know your words so well?"

"Haha, you still call me stupid, but you are the stupid one."

"What do you mean?"

"You see what I said almost every day!"

"What and what?"
To be continued...
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