Reborn God-level villain

The surprises brought by military boxing did not make Yang Ran complacent. He could still understand the decline of martial arts with the development of modern technology.

Of course, the more important reason is what the guide said, military boxing is just an extension of the foundation of Shaolin boxing, so there is no need to make a fuss.Maybe Yang Ran will be excited if he has the opportunity to learn the real profound Chinese ancient martial arts in the future.

Before entering the trial space, Yang Ran hesitated, came to the big screen, and clicked on the talent tree module.

During the practice a few days ago, Yang Ran tried to compose music.

It can't be said that it is a full sense of composition, because he is relying on his own impression, and picked up the guitar scores of the two songs he will sing in the extravaganza, which is far from the original.

The copyright requirements in this world are so strict that Yang Ran is stunned. If Yang Ran cannot provide the complete score and lyrics, if Yang Ran cannot prove that he has enough original ability, he will eventually be questioned and prosecuted by the copyright organization!

This is no joke!

Whether it is copying songs or copying papers, are there still few people who have been jailed for plagiarism in recent years?

If it comes, it will be safe. Even if the copyright requirements are not strict, Yang Ran still feels that he should be strict with himself.With great ability to do great things, without the ability to compose music, Yang Ran hastily plagiarized the songs of his previous life, which is just an insult to them!

It is not a problem to memorize the lyrics, Yang Ran's memory is still very good after all.But picking up the score is a big problem. Yang Ran has to distinguish and analyze the chaotic notes in his memory one by one, and then piece them together.

This is a bit like playing a jigsaw puzzle that only consists of dots and lines. It seems to be orderly, but in fact it is too messy to sort out.

On the second day, Yang Ran had already written the first draft.When I played and sang, I always felt that something was wrong. As for what was wrong, Yang Ran couldn't figure out what was wrong after thinking about it for a few days.

Perhaps, it is not enough ability!

He has learned a lot of music theory and read a lot of composition books, but it seems that in terms of practice, he has been stuck at a relatively low level, just like the bottleneck in martial arts novels.

This feeling is very mysterious, so Yang Ran is also a little hesitant.It is not a trivial matter to raise the level of composition talent to the proficient level. You must know that before upgrading Shaolin boxing to the basic level, Yang Ran only has 86 gold coins left in reserve!

Whether it is using upgrade cards or gold coins, it will consume nearly half of Yang Ran's assets.

Yang Ran discovered such a need last night, but faced with such a big decision, Yang Ran still decided to give himself a daytime buffer.

Now, after opening the talent tree, Yang Ran finally became firm.

Since you want to do it, you must do your best!

Yang Ran gritted his teeth, and pressed the proficiency upgrade card on the composition talent.

I saw a flash of blue light, and my talent for composing was upgraded!

Only Yang Ran could feel that a rootless and passive electric current was running in Yang Ran's head, bringing a tingling feeling.

This time it was mainly acting on the brain, Yang Ran felt as if his brain was stretched a little bit, and a little starlight exploded in the brain like a supernova.

Silently, Yang Ran's consciousness was swallowed by the starlight, but it seemed to be soaked in a big wine vat, a very mysterious sense of comfort!

"Yes! That's the feeling!" Yang Ran came out of the system space, opened his eyes wide in the dark night, no one saw the light of joy in his eyes, he squeezed his fists, and secretly cried out in his heart .

Not only did he feel that his head became more relaxed and flexible, but Yang Ran also felt a difference in his own consciousness.Like the questions on the score that he had been unable to figure out before, Yang Ran actually had inspiration at this moment!

Yang Ran couldn't wait to enter the trial space, dug out the notes that had recorded the music scores before, and began to revise them.

Yang Ran couldn't use the things transformed in the trial space, but they could be preserved in the space. Yang Ran left a lot of notes and drafts of his own score in it.

"Here we should use the minor third consonance, and the second line here should be replaced by the three bands and one part..." Yang Ran muttered, inspiration pouring out like a fountain.

Even the music score of the first song that has been written before, the melody of this song is relatively simple, he didn't feel that there was a big problem after writing it, now he can't help but open it, delete, delete and modify it again change.

Could this be the improvement brought about by proficient composition?

No, more than that!

Yang Ran wrote and revised, and spent two hours perfecting the scores of the two songs to a certain extent, but he was still not satisfied.

Playing it a few times with the guitar, I always feel that there is still something missing!

The emptiness in his heart made Yang Ran understand that his knowledge reserve could not keep up!He conjured up a few books on music theory and composition that he had bought long ago on his bookshelf, and eagerly read them.

In fact, Yang Ran was already very tired at this time. After all, he had trained for more than ten hours before, but his spirit was still as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He tried his best to enrich himself, and he couldn't stop at all.

I don't know how long it took before the exhausted Yang Ran fell on the sofa in a daze and fell asleep...

"Boss, why are you so excited today? Is there any happy event? Or, did you hold hands with that girl yesterday?" In the morning, during the break, Zhou Xiaopang sat beside Yang Ran and asked inexplicably.

After being abused by Yang Ran in the sparring yesterday, Zhou Xiaopang began to call Yang Ran the boss with a shy face, in order to be safe——begging Yang Ran not to choose him as a sparring partner again.Seeing Yang Ran grinning from time to time, Zhou Xiaopang always felt terrified.

"What are you thinking? Can't you think of something good?" Yang Ran patted Zhou Xiaopang on the head and said angrily.

Zhou Xiaopang asked curiously: "What good thing?"

A classmate next to him saw him "bullying" Zhou Xiaopang, curled his lips in disgust, moved his buttocks and sat a little further away from Yang Ran.

This situation is very strange. In fact, Yang Ran did not dominate the class - he never completed the series of tasks of domination!But most of the students in the class respect Yang Ran.

It seems that he, who walked through the back door, had a halo of a bad student, so the boys didn't mention it, because Qin Xiaoyu was relatively close to him, most of them had a little bit of disgust towards him caused by jealousy, but Among the girls, some who are close to Yin Tianwei also have strange prejudices against him.

Yang Ran was very calm about his incompatibility, looked at the boy who got up and walked away, ignored him, but said to Zhou Xiaopang: "It's our big show, I prepared two songs!"

"I haven't remembered it if you don't mention it!" Zhou Xiaopang said with a sad face, "I've been exhausted for the past few days, and I forgot to tell you. Our class committee discussed it and felt that singing is not feasible. With so many classes, 90.00 % want to sing, let me think of a new show!"