If Professor Zhang assigned the homework as follows: Qiao Yang understood it.

The theme of ‘life’ can only be the part of the memory as the main song.

The key point is the chorus part, and the outlook for the future is the climax of the whole song.

Qiao Yang's future plans are still at the stage of studying hard and accumulating capital. The chorus requires emotional bursts, which does not meet this requirement.

This is the biggest obstacle he encountered. To complete this song, he must overcome it.

After picking up the pen, Qiao Yang slowly wrote down one note after another, trying to fantasize about standing on the stage to gain countless fan scenes, and finally even waited for the stage of the World Music Festival, leaving behind a rich and colorful stroke of his life.

After writing the song, Qiao Yang let out a long sigh.

"You've finished writing, you can take it and take a look."

"Really! It's amazing the third brother."

"The great god is awesome, I'm almost giving up."

He handed over the music score to three animals, and the smart watch also gave him a reward.

"Complete a song independently, get music theory understanding +1, time acceleration +30 minutes***1 hour and 30 minutes)"

Seeing the reward given by the system, Qiao Yang felt that it was not in vain to think hard just now.

This is the system he likes and should look like.

Next, I would like to help my three roommates check the chorus they wrote, to prevent them from plagiarizing directly, and they would be able to go to bed with a bad bed.

Qiao Yang looked at the time. It was already nine o'clock and the lights were going to be turned off in an hour.

"You move quickly. After the lights are turned off, I will go to bed." Qiao Yang urged the three of them, and his daily routine has always been very regular.

"Stern, don't worry, I just finished watching it." Zhao Huo seemed to have found inspiration from Qiao Yang's music score, and did not copy it directly. He put down the score and started to modify it on his own score.

Qiao Yang's music was scored in the hands of Yao Shun and Jiang Fan. The two of them hummed in tune, and their expressions gradually became serious.

Qiao Yang no longer urged them.

Although they are a little lazy, they are not mediocre in their ability to get into the Magic City University and will find their own way.

"God, are your music scores too old-fashioned?" Yao Shun looked for a while, sat back to his position, picked up the pen and thought for a long time, but he still started writing, but he couldn't help but express his opinion on Qiao Yang's music score.

"Although it's also very good, I always feel that it's not the type I like. Compared with the chorus part, I prefer the main song part." Jiang Fan walked up to Qiao Yang with the score alone and handed it over to him.

The entanglement on his face tells everything if he wants to write it according to this.

"After all, it's your winter vacation homework, so I hurriedly drove it out and didn't have time to polish it."

Qiao Yang could accept other people's advice, but he couldn't think of any place to change.

"Then I will write it myself according to the main song part." Jiang Fan couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and walked to his seat.

An hour passed quickly.

Before the lights were turned off, except Jiang Fan, Zhao Huo and Yao Shun all took their own scores and showed them to Qiao Yang.

Although the styles are similar, the rhythm and rhythm have their own things. Qiao Yang didn't say much and thought they could do it.

No matter how strict Professor Zhang is, their music scores are at most moderate, so they will not be embarrassed to play on stage.

"God, thank you for your hard work for us tonight." Jiang Fan came to Qiao Yang's bed, holding the music score in his hand, and hesitated for a while, "I won't show mine to you. Although it's not very good, it's not the worst."

"Give it, it's still early anyway, everyone has watched it. It would be not interesting if you don't show it to me." Qiao Yang reached out and began to ask for Jiang Fan's music score.

It is a score derived from his music score. Otherwise, Qiao Yang is afraid of leaving memorials in his heart.

Observing other people’s composition styles is also part of learning.

"Okay, since you asked." Jiang Fan didn't insist. After all, he was writing about what he wrote from other people's scores. Qiao Yang had the right to know what he wrote.

After getting Jiang Fan's music score, Qiao Yang used the lights on his mobile phone to watch them slowly.

There have been a lot of adjustments in the main verse, but there is no big problem, the key is the chorus.

As the notes entered Qiao Yang's mind, the melody and rhythm made Qiao Yang inexplicably think of "Ode to Joy" and "Wedding March".

"How about it, I wrote the chorus part myself, I feel very good about writing it like this."

"You miss the spring?"

Qiao Yang glanced at Jiang Fan, and he could feel Jiang Fan’s understanding of ‘life’.

As soon as he heard the word Sichun, Zhao Huo and Yao Shun who had already gone to bed were no longer sleepy.

He pricked up his ears and wanted to hear what he answered.

"Hehe, I just referenced two songs, and this was discovered by the great god. The great god is worthy of being a great god." Jiang Fan did not hide it, and scratched his face embarrassedly, telling the truth.

"Don't call me a great master, just call me my name... How to say it? You have a lot of ideas. If you hand in the score, there is no big problem." Qiao Yang had nothing to say. The score was originally the creator's own thing.

Since you have an idea, it’s not for making money, just write what you want to write.

...

At night.

The whole school fell into silence, and only the street lights on the campus still emitted white light without temperature.

Qiao Yang lay on the bed, tossing and turning to start dreaming.

In his dream, he gave up his ideals and chose to be with Yang Xiaoyu. Under Qiao Jiao and Yang Xue's half-blessing and half-blur, he entered the palace of marriage, and then had children.

When he dreamed of this, Qiao Yang suddenly woke up from the dream, his head was covered in sweat.

The three roommates around him were already sleeping to death after a night of tossing.

But his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

"I was killed by that guy Jiang Fan." Qiao Yang wiped his sweat and prepared to get out of bed and go to the bathroom, wipe his body with another hand to relieve the pressure brought to him by his dream.

Although it is not a nightmare, it is not a good dream.

If you only have marriage and children in life, what is the difference between it and animals?

He wants to be an excellent musician.

When Qiao Yang came out of the bathroom, he saw the score he wrote again when he was about to go to bed.

Let’s look at the time again, it’s already the middle of the night.

People say that the dream in the second half of the night is a reversal, and it should be fine.

But this dream gave him revelation.

Musicians, poets, artists are often classified as one category of people.

Is it better to add romantic elements to the song?

Reality is easily forgotten, but the romantic feelings that have been processed through art always make people yearn for and remember.

"Anyway, it's just an irrelevant homework, so it's better to change the style."

Qiao Yang muttered, took the phone from the bed and placed it on the table. Before he could forget his dream, he began to modify his music score with the light of his phone.

Without copying the scores of "Ode to Joy" and "Wedding March", Qiao Yang added his understanding of wedding ceremony music.

We got married to Xiaoyu, and then we had five children, and the family lived happily together.

Will there be too many five? He doesn't want to make Xiaoyu tired.

Qiao Yang deleted several music scores and changed it to them that they would first welcome their first child in surprise.

Then, with consecutive two-syllables, there is another pair of twins.

The sister helped them lead their younger brother and sister to play.

The chorus part has completely changed, from high to final extinction, like a burst of fireworks.

It turns from several high nodes to the end, melodious and melodious, endless.

After writing.

Qiao Yang felt comfortable all over, as if he had experienced a different life.

"It's okay to write occasionally, but if you write too much, you will become pretentious." Qiao Yang smiled self-deprecatingly and put the music score into the drawer.

At this time, the smart watch rang again.

Qiao Yang looked at the information above and his expression was a bit complicated.

"Optimize a song independently to gain music theory understanding +3, time acceleration +1 hour (2 hours and 30 minutes in total)"

The system also came out to mock him for becoming emotional because of a dream?

Forget it, I just change my state occasionally, how can I keep doing this?

After lying on the bed, Qiao Yang thought about the music score and had only one thought in his mind.

This music score must not be really played out, nor can it be heard by Xiaoyu and knew that it was written by him.
Chapter completed!