A perfect life starting from a light novel writer

Although the single volume of Anohana is released in mid-to-late October. ♦♦  ♦♦

But at the end of September.

Hongfeng Literature has already started to promote the release of the single volume of Anohana in advance.

In the animation exhibitions, bookstores, and surrounding markets in the southern province, the new posters of "Anohana" produced by Hongfeng Literature can be seen everywhere.

In the promotional posters, it is emphasized that the single volume contains a brand new extra story novel chapter, and a bookmark signed by the author "Yuanqing" will be randomly inserted into the pages of the single volume. This special version of the single volume has the same appearance as the ordinary single volume, with a total of 1,000 copies, which are randomly sold in various counties and cities in the southern province, similar to a small event of lottery nature.

This makes the fans of "Anohana" in the southern province excited.

"Yuanqing"'s autographed bookmark, the female author who can write such a gentle story, her autographed bookmark is fragrant.

This also led to Xia Yan's new task every day when he returned home these days, and he also had to write his autograph on the whiteboard bookmarks.

On Monday, he had to hand in 1,000 autographs to Maple Literature.

"I don't know if my seemingly ordinary handwriting will disappoint the fans?"

Xia Yan looked at the whole stack of bookmarks next to him that had been signed with the words "Yuanqing" and his expression was slightly strange.

Anyway, Xia Yan would not hold any on-site autograph sessions for the time being. Nancheng No. 3 Middle School is relatively strict. If you take too many days off and don't have enough hours, you will have to repeat the year and will not be able to graduate.

Besides, Xia Yan is not ready to reveal his identity for the time being, otherwise his peaceful campus life will definitely be disrupted.

After the completion of Anohana, Xia Yan almost entered a lazy state, waiting for the start of the "New God Ascension" event in a month or two.

As for the plan to serialize new works on Maple Literature, Xia Yan has no idea for the time being.

The recent adaptation of "Anohana" is enough to make him drink a pot. Jiuyou Animation is indeed the same as what director Ren Qing said. It respects the original author's ideas very much and often contacts Xia Yan on the computer about some details of the work, such as the character design of each character in the animation, the style of painting, the rhythm of the plot, and the animation script adapted from the novel. It is a professional company over there. After signing with Xia Yan, the production team acted very quickly. If Xia Yan starts a new work, he will be exhausted.

But the other party also took the initiative to ask yesterday, what Xia Yan once said, the song suitable for the "Anohana" animation.

"Ding Dong!!"

The doorbell in the room rang.

Since Xia Yan's father died, basically no one has contacted him. After all, his father died with a lot of debts owed to relatives, and people are still angry. ✿.｡.:* ☆:**:. .:**:.☆*.:｡.✿

So the people who came to Xia Yan's house at this time.

Xia Yan quickly got up and opened the door.

As expected, outside the house, a girl stood tall.

Her smooth hair was flowing down like ink, she was wearing a long dress with light white floral patterns, and she was carrying a large package on her back. When she saw Xia Yan, her eyes were full of calmness, and her face was cold and beautiful.

"You are really fast, it's not even 7:30." Xia Yan said.

Song Lingjun walked into Xia Yan's house and looked around.

"I thought your house would be like Tang Yin's, full of anime and novels, but I didn't expect it to be so empty." Song Lingjun looked around for a long time and said.

"You will have it when you come back in a while. I haven't even warmed up my royalties yet, and I have classes every day and write novels at night and on weekends. How can I have time to go to the surrounding markets to buy those." After Xia Yan poured Song Lingjun a cup of tea, the two sat in the living room and looked at each other.

In fact, it felt a little strange.

Song Lingjun's purpose of coming to Xia Yan's house was also very simple, just to come and help Xia Yan get some music scores, but the purpose of her looking around just now was not really interested in the layout of Xia Yan's house, but to see if he was writing a new novel.

But Song Lingjun was disappointed. Although Xia Yan confirmed that the next work would be to go to the moon, he had not actually started working on it yet.

"Okay, let's not waste your time. Let's get started." Xia Yan said immediately.

Although he didn't know music theory, he at least knew how to sing. Of course, the original song was in Japanese, so Xia Yan definitely couldn't sing it, but he could hum the tune and then let Song Lingjun compose it.

Of course, even Xia Yan, a layman in music, knew that this operation would probably be a little difficult, but he had communicated with Song Lingjun before, and she said it was okay.

"Wait for me there." Song Lingjun took out a five-line score book from her bag.

Then she took out an electronic keyboard from the big backpack she had been carrying before. She was not polite. She found a place to plug in the power supply and lines, and then sat opposite Xia Yan and said.

"It's time to start."

Xia Yan was actually quite surprised to see the pile of equipment Song Lingjun took out and her serious expression.

"You've prepared so many things. Do you really believe that a layman like me can come up with any interesting songs?"

"You can only know this kind of thing by practicing." Song Lingjun held a pen in his hand and opened the five-line music book.

Then he tried to play the sound of the electronic keyboard, and after confirming that there was no deviation, he said to Xia Yan.

"I understand." Xia Yan said after hearing this.

Then

he spoke.

At first, Song Lingjun frowned when he heard the tune he hummed softly.

This is not only a lack of knowledge of music theory, but also can be said to be tone-deaf.

But as he listened, as the tunes were connected into a line,

The look in Song Lingjun's eyes changed.

Her attention was no longer on Xia Yan, but on her ears.

Xia Yan just hummed the tune based on the tune he heard in his memory.

Compared with the original version, the quality is far behind, but Song Lingjun has basic musical literacy.

You can tell the clues after listening to a few words.

"Stop and start from the beginning." Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan with a solemn expression.

"Slow down. Hum a section and pause a section, otherwise I wouldn't be able to write music so fast."

"Oh. Then I'll try my best." Xia Yan nodded immediately.

In the room at night, Xia Yan sat in front of Song Lingjun like a student, humming a tune.

Song Lingyun listened to a section, stopped for a section, thought about a section, and kept asking Xia Yan for other details.

This progress is actually quite slow.

An hour later, Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan.

"I'll play it now and see if it's different from what you imagined?"

Not even one-tenth of the entire song was progressed, but Xia Yan was already exhausted. He was not a professional singer, so he became a little short of breath after humming for a long time.

"Okay, let me listen." Xia Yan looked at the electronic keyboard in front of Song Lingjun curiously.

Song Lingyun took a deep breath, put his hands on the keys, glanced at the music he had just composed, and gently lowered his fingers.

The next second, a moving electronic keyboard melody sounded in the room.

Xia Yan's expression froze at this moment.

The rhythm is different from the parallel world version of "All the secret bases you gave me~" that Xia Yan heard in his memory, but the intro tune

In an instant, Xia Yan's memory was substituted into the scene where the name of the flower was not heard.

“Bah bang bang!!!!”

This piece of playing only lasted for more than twenty seconds and ended because the score only ended at this point.

But Xia Yan clapped her hands excitedly.

"Awesome! Song Lingjun, you are so awesome." Xia Yan's eyes lit up.

"This is genius!"

The gimmick of being a musical genius or a high school piano player winning an award sounds like it has no substance.

But now, Xia Yan felt deeply after the other party showed his hand in front of him.

It turns out that Song Lingjun is so handsome.

Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan's excited expression and the light in her eyes.

In the past ten years of her life, many people have expressed expressions like "You are so awesome!" to her, and she has long been used to it.

But at this moment, Xia Yan's praise was very useful to her.

"Do you think there's anything wrong with the performance just now?"

Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan.

"It sounds pretty good, but the rhythm is different from what I thought. There are some places where it should be a little heavier, but it feels much more cheerful when played."

Xia Yan and Song Lingjun began to discuss the performance just now.

Song Lingjun basically understood what Xia Yan meant as soon as he heard what he said.

It's the rise and fall of pitch, and the difference between high and low notes is different from Xia Yan's requirements.

Xia Yan didn't know anything about music theory, so he explained to him that it was useless and he could only try to him one by one on the notes that Xia Yan felt were inappropriate.

To be honest, the progress is very slow when doing it this way.

Two hours later.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and this short piece of music was finally completed.

Xia Yan looked at the time with a confused expression.

He imagined that if Song Lingjun helped compose a song in just a few minutes, he might be able to finish the work in one night, but he didn't expect that it would take so long to achieve this result.

"It's late, I have to leave. I'll come back tomorrow." Song Lingjun stood up.

"Well, I feel like this work may take you several days. It's a bit uncomfortable to ask you to help for free. Is there anything I can help you with?" Xia Yan hesitated and asked.

"If I wanted you to get something in return, I wouldn't have come to help you." Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan with watery eyes and said in a calm voice.

"The time spent cannot be compared with any reward you give."

"I will be willing to agree to your request, just because I think I will have fun in the process."

"What's the result?" Xia Yan paused and asked.

"I think it's okay." Song Lingjun thought for a moment and smiled slightly.

"I originally wanted to see you make a fool of yourself. A person who didn't know anything about music theory suddenly told me that he had thought of a great piece of music and asked me to help compose it. I thought you must have lost your mind. But Actually."

"Tonight, I witnessed the emergence of an excellent piece of music, and I feel quite accomplished because this piece of music was composed by my hands. I like this piece of music very much. You don't have to think that this will happen. You owe me a favor, what’s the pressure?”

Xia Yan was silent when he heard this.

As the saying goes, a gentleman is magnanimous. Maybe this is Song Lingyun, but he is definitely not in Song Lingyun's realm, and he still feels that he has taken a big advantage of her.

"A sense of accomplishment? Well, since you like this piece of music." Xia Yan thought for a while.

"Do you want to put your name on it?"

"In name?" Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan curiously after hearing this.

"Of course, all commercial copyrights of this song definitely belong to me. This will definitely be clear when the copyright is registered after the score is completed. However, you can also put your name in the co-creator column. Please help. I composed the score to assist me in my creation. Since you are not short of money anyway, I can’t give you anything in return. If you like this song, you can add your pen name "Ning Yun" after the creator of the song. ”

Song Lingjun heard this and stared at Xia Yan.

"Are you serious?"

Song Lingjun is actually a little tempted. It's not that she wants this fame, it's just that she really likes this song. If Xia Yan is willing to have her name listed as the creator. This is just like ancient emperors who liked to stamp their seals on their favorite landscape paintings. After stamping that stamp, the painting was not created by them, but they would feel a sense of accomplishment psychologically.

"What's the point? I just have the copyright. As for how many creators there are, it doesn't matter. I'm a novelist, not a music composer." Xia Yan saw Song Lingjun's expression and said quickly.

Song Lingjun looked at the music score in his hand and then took a long breath.

"Then don't regret it. If this song is selected as the theme song of the animation and becomes famous, it will make a big difference if you are the independent creator of this song or if you co-create it with others. At least until At this time, the filter of talented musicians in the eyes of fans will be much smaller.”

"Do you think I'm a talented musician? Is that filter useful? As soon as I got on stage and someone asked me a few questions about Doremi's instigation, I revealed all my secrets." Xia Yan said with a smile on his face after hearing this. .

Song Lingjun looked at Xia Yan carefully and remembered his tone-deaf humming in the past few hours.

A smile emerged from her chest, the coldness on her face disappeared instantly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Without saying anything else, he took his electronic keyboard on his back and left.