Did Professor Yang bend today?

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Yueyin Studio is next to Phoenix Book City, the location is not far away, and it is easy to find.

After going through untold hardships, Yang Zheng finally found an empty parking space, and the car backed up for a long time.

Standing on the steps, Chen Nianen saw Yang Zheng get off the car and waved to her, with one hand still in his pocket, and Starbucks paper bags were piled up and hung on his arm.

Pedestrians coming and going not only couldn't hide her tall figure, but also made her cool and attractive temperament more conspicuous. Even if she didn't wave her hand, Yang Zheng could still see her at a glance.

Pushing open the door, Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng walked through the aisle side by side.

There are various music classrooms on both sides of the aisle, and some of them are not closed. When Chen Nianen passed by, the eyes of the children inside lit up, and they gathered together to call Teacher Chen.Chen Nianen waved to them, and smiled apologetically at the teacher who was giving the lecture.

"Teacher Chen?" Yang Zheng provoked slightly, looking at Chen Nianen.

"I teach guitar and piano part-time." Chen Nianen smiled proudly, "They quite like me."

Yang Zheng nodded: "It can be seen."

They stopped in front of the innermost door. There was a handwritten word "Yan" on the door plate. The handwriting was very chic and angular.Yang Zheng intuitively concluded that it was written by Chen Nianen.

Pushing open the door, a piano came into view.

Chen Nianen took off his coat and put it on the chair in the corner, and the paper bag was placed on the small coffee table.She rolled up her shirt sleeves and said to Yang Zheng, "Wait a minute, I'll call someone."

After a while, Chen Nian'en came back, bringing a coolly dressed girl with her.

It's just the turn of spring and summer, and this girl's short T is already on her body, and her pants are also three-quarter-length. It looks cool.

Seeing Yang Zheng's eyes brighten, the girl looked at Chen Nian'en meaningfully and said, "Where is the beauty, please introduce me!"

Chen Nianen cleared his throat, and said solemnly, "The author of "Flowers Blooming", Mrs. Yang Zhiyi."

As soon as the words were finished, the girl took a step forward to shake hands with Yang Zheng, and introduced herself: "My name is Qi Yang, Chen Nianen's bassist and tuner...you write really well!"

Yang Zheng shook his hand back: "My name is Yang Zheng, you've praised me so much."

Qi Yang didn't have as many twists and turns as Chen Nianen, and asked directly: "How old are you? I thought the author who wrote such unpopular subjects would be in his 40s or [-]s!"

Yang Zheng said: "28 years old."

Qi Yang was taken aback: "I thought you were at most 25 years old, but I didn't expect you to be seven years older than Chen Nianen and one year older than me, you look so young."

Yang Zheng said: "Thank you, you look very young."

"That... please play me a Cheng tone." Chen Nianen interrupted Qi Yang, who was also a staff member of the community census committee.

When Qi Yang came in, he saw Starbucks on the coffee table, and smiled happily: "Okay!"

She directed while turning on the computer, "You can play a section on the piano first, doesn't it mean that you haven't decided whether to use a softer tune or a wilder tune, let the author choose."

Chen Nianen looked at Yang Zheng and said, "You're making a fool of yourself..."

She didn't turn over the sheet music, and she moved gracefully when she sat down.

Since the beginning of the year, Chen Nianen has polished this piece of music no less than seven or eight times, hoping to integrate Yang Zheng's story into this piece of music, so that listeners can recall all important plots along with the music.

Yang Zheng stood behind Chen Nianen, watching her slender white fingers swaying on the black and white keys.

Yang Zheng learned several musical instruments when he was a child. The teacher said that a player's musical quality can be seen from his movements, especially the piano.

Although the beginner's fingers are flexible, the movements are not aesthetically pleasing, and the palms and backs of the hands are very stiff.As for the one who has practiced hard for many years and loves from the bottom of his heart, even if he is silent, his movements can bring beautiful enjoyment to people.

Chen Nianen is obviously the latter.

Yang Zheng felt that her hands were beautiful.

She has seen many hands.There are rich and pampered hands, cracked hands that are fortunate to work hard, housewife hands that are stained with oil, and slender and delicate girls' hands... None of them can compare with Chen Nianen.

Yang Zheng, who is often praised for his profound knowledge, can't find the right words to describe him at the moment.

The prelude of the song is gentle and gentle. If this is a movie, then this piece of music must be used in the scenes where the protagonists get to know each other. It is beautiful and short.

As the camera progressed step by step, the music began to be impassioned, and the conflicts and conflicts intensified again and again, finally pushing their relationship to the bottomless abyss.

At the end, the tune is bleak, like an old man whispering their past stories, either sweet or poignant.The camera freezes on his back, and the screen is also plunged into darkness at the end of the song.

Yang Zheng was listening attentively, but after listening, she didn't know what to praise.

Qi Yang was the first to break the silence: "This song is really the best song since Chen Nianen wrote it, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece."

"Why can't I tell whether you're praising me or scolding me?" Chen Nianen looked back at Qi Yang, raised his eyebrows, and turned into the tall lady who put one hand in her pocket and the other waving at the door of Yueyin's studio. .

"It's really good, I like it very much." Yang Zheng said sincerely, "It's even better than I expected."

"To write a song for an idol, of course you have to do your best." Chen Nian'en showed a rare shyness, "But I don't think it's good enough to express the deep and forbearing love between Lin Shuwu and Qi Mingxuan."

Yang Zheng was a little dazed after hearing this.She seems to have forgotten the original intention of writing this book, and it is even uncertain whether the protagonist's feelings are forbearing or deep.

She thought for a while, but the words were already on her lips, so she swallowed them anyway.

They're not that good.Qi Mingxuan is a complete egoist, and the monarchy is the only thing for him.He will never like what he can't get, and will never cherish what he has.This is not forbearance, this is selfishness.

Yang Zheng sighed inwardly.

Chengyin incorporates modern elements. Compared with Chen Nianen's piano version, the climax of this version is more catchy at first glance.One song is hearty, full of love and hate, and the other song is lonely and cold, leaving only the loneliness when the prosperity is gone.

Yang Zheng likes both versions very much.

"I'm going to release the audio version first, and then release a softer piano piece." Chen Nianen rubbed the center of his eyebrows with the second knuckle of his index finger, and looked at Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng said: "Everything is fine, I like it very much, everything is up to your arrangement."

Chen Nianen held back for a while and finally said what he had been hiding for a long time.

"If you need help writing lyrics, you can ask me..." Chen Nianen considered his vocabulary, "I often come to the studio to visit."

Chen Nian'en knows that Yang Zheng has a great literary talent, but the lyrics need to be written according to the tune. It is inevitable that there will be some bumps when writing the lyrics for the first time. She is a little worried about Yang Zheng's knowledge of music theory.

Yang Zheng could understand her thoughts, and said with a smile: "I also learned musical instruments for a while when I was a child, and I have a certain knowledge of music theory. But I haven't used it for many years, so I don't know if it will lose the chain. If you have any questions, you must come to bother."

Chen Nianen felt very comfortable talking to Yang Zheng.As expected of a literary artist, she has strong language expression, comprehension and perception skills, and takes care of other people's feelings when speaking, polite and humble.

Although all smiles are polite, it doesn't make people feel hypocritical.

Chen Nianen went through the short experience of getting along with Yang Zheng in her mind. Sometimes Yang Zheng would tilt her head unconsciously. She ventured to guess that Yang Zheng learned the violin.

When I asked, it was true, and I couldn't help being a little proud.

After talking about bits and pieces, Yang Zheng was about to leave around four o'clock.Chen Nian'en wanted to stay in the studio to take the children after get off work, so he didn't take Yang Zheng's car back.

Sister dragged stood on the three-color sidewalk, with one hand in her pocket and the other farewell, her white clothes fluttering in the wind.Yang Zheng watched her figure get farther and farther from the rearview mirror.

When Chen Nianen returned to the studio, he saw Qi Yang sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, nibbling a small cake boldly, and looking at her with a knowing expression.

"It's a heartbeat~ I can't hide my eyes..." Qi Yang deliberately sang at the top of his voice.

Chen Nian'en rolled his eyes and killed him: "Stop singing, singing is worse than howling."

"What should I do, the author who has been a fan for several years grew up according to his own ideal, tsk tsk tsk..."

Qi Yang smacked his lips, pretending to be Chen Nianen's usual calm and cold tone: "I especially like the kind of beautiful women with literary and artistic temperament, elegant and charming, and it would be better if they were a little more restrained."

Chen Nianen ignored her and picked up his own coffee to drink.

"The usual indifferent look, when I met Yang Zheng, it seemed like a different person." Qi Yang adjusted his vocabulary, and then said: "—passion like fire."

Chen Nianen put down the coffee with a thud, his action and expression were very similar to putting down a knife, and said coldly: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Anyway, the contrast is quite big."

"Oh."

"I really like it?"

"Ah."

"Then sister gave you an assist?"

"Thank you, that's unnecessary. As long as you don't help the chaos."

"What are you talking about?" Qi Yang pouted, "It was an accident last time, and you are different..."

Last week, Qi Yang helped persuade a girl who taught harp in the studio, and successfully persuaded her to break up with her boyfriend...

Afterwards, the girl was very grateful for holding Qi Yang's hand, and thanked Qi Yang for helping her recognize the scumbag and get a new life, leaving Qi Yang with a confused face in a mess.

Qi Yang told Chen Nian'en about this, Chen Nian'en strummed the guitar and didn't even look up at her, but just advised her to hurry up and pack up her bags and escape, her ex-boyfriend was on the way to kill her.

After a moment of silence, Chen Nianen looked at his own reflection on the glass of the coffee table, and said calmly, "I will chase after myself."