Chapter 299 Submission

Ps. It’s the end of the month again. I’m going to ask for leave tomorrow and take a day off from updates...

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After eating the candy, Luo Quan walked out alone with his schoolbag on his back.

There was still a while before lunch time, so she took advantage of this time to go to Dean Zheng's office.

During the summer vacation, Dean Zheng specially called her to the school and arranged a creative task for "National Title" 2. Dean Zheng gave her half a year, but for Luo Quan, half a day was actually enough.

However, this task is so important. If it is handed in in less than half a day, it will inevitably appear that it is not taken seriously. After all, it is also a task assigned by the state, so Luo Quan deliberately delayed handing it in until today.

After Luo Quan printed the scores for each part, he put them together into a thick stack, which looked like an epic masterpiece.

But in fact, the song is not particularly long, only about five minutes, but in terms of momentum, it is indeed quite epic. There is a soul-stirring feeling from the beginning. It is one of the favorite opening BGMs for many Chinese historical documentaries. one.

Holding the music score, Luo Quan knocked on Dean Zheng's office door.

Everyone is very busy when school starts, and Luo Quan is worried that he will not be in the office the next day, but will go to a class for a meeting.

Fortunately, Dean Zheng didn't go anywhere. He was just sorting various information at his desk.

"It's Luo Quan, what's the matter here?" Dean Zheng looked up and asked.

"Dean Zheng, I have already written the song you told me last time. Here is the music score... and the song sample I made." Luo Quan put the printed staff on the table, and then put Switch your phone to the music player interface.

"So fast?" Dean Zheng was a little surprised.

Although Luo Quan said last time that it could be completed within a week, for the sake of the quality of the song, Dean Zheng later sent a message to Luo Quan, telling her not to rush for success, but to polish it carefully, strive for excellence, and delay the delivery time. Within this year.

I originally thought that Luo Quan would not be able to hand it over until October no matter how fast it was. Unexpectedly, I couldn't wait to get it to him right after the summer vacation.

Luo Quan said sincerely: "I feel that it is already a finished product. There are only some small areas that can be modified. This time I want to show you if there is any room for modification."

"Then let's play it." Dean Zheng put on his reading glasses, picked up the staff and started reading, and Luo Quan also clicked the play button.

The song started, but the room was very quiet, except for the squeaking sound of Dean Zheng flipping papers.

However, if you listen carefully, you can detect a burst of light music. Although Dean Zheng's eyesight is not good, his ears are still good, not to mention that the light sound is gradually getting louder.

This is a step-by-step process. When enough tranquility is accumulated, the majestic music sounds like thunder on the ground, and the dull and powerful percussion shocks the listener's heart.

Although it was just music, it easily outlined the appearance of a prosperous palace in Dean Zheng's mind. The door of the palace slowly opened with the music, and a vast scene appeared in front of it.

Stone bricks, palaces, moats, golden palaces, carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent!

After the song was played, Dean Zheng, who was listening, still closed his eyes and thought about it. After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his eyes.

"Okay!" Dean Zheng's tone was even more majestic if he loved this song: "This piece is bold and majestic and has everyone's style. It is a rare masterpiece!"

Luo Quan smiled: "With your words, I feel relieved."

"But it would be better if some of the instruments in the part could be replaced with traditional Chinese instruments." Dean Zheng thought about what instruments could be replaced.

"I think the suona, Tao Xun, and chimes are all quite suitable."

Dean Zheng nodded: "It is indeed like this, but the specific effect requires many experiments. However, your song is definitely qualified and the degree of completion is quite high!"

Luo Quan was curious: "Do you want to use mine directly, or do you have to compare it with other works in the school first?"

Dean Zheng smiled awkwardly: "You also know that the collection of this song is open to the entire Shangyi. Many of our teachers have created it, and some have been co-written by multiple people. Although you are the first to write it now , but the school can’t let them stop their creation directly.”

"I understand, I'm just asking. For such an important piece of music, everyone must compare it and choose a better one." Luo Quan was very confident, as if the process was not important because the result was already determined. .

It’s good to be young!

Dean Zheng sighed secretly, and then said to Luo Quan: "In a few days, the music collection competition to commemorate the 600th anniversary of the Forbidden City will be officially announced. At that time, our school will open a column on the official website to post students' entries for everyone. Appreciate it, and your work will be put up, first compete with the students, and then compete with the teacher."

"No problem." Luo Quan nodded and responded, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Go and study hard, your future is bright!" Before leaving, Dean Zheng did not forget to remind Luo Quan.

After returning to the dormitory, I happened to see the text message Lin Yizhu sent a few minutes ago:

"We are going to the cafeteria for dinner, will you come with us?"

Luo Quan quickly replied: "Come right now!"

There are three canteens in Shangyi Campus, all three floors, with supermarkets attached.

The large cafeteria is the earliest cafeteria built. It has the largest area and is relatively close to the teaching building. It is the first choice for students to eat after class.

Although there is a third cafeteria near the dormitory, it was recently renovated. There is not much food in it, and it is relatively simple. It is better than the decoration.

School has just started and everyone has plenty of time, so Lin Yizhu and the others would rather walk a few steps to the cafeteria to eat.

The main reason is to keep it fresh, as I probably won’t have to travel such a long distance in a month or two.

Luo Quan carried his schoolbag and walked towards the cafeteria.

I chatted with Wen Xia for a few words on the way and found out that she had finished reporting and had gone to eat off campus with her roommates.

Along the way, Luo Quan met many seniors who wanted to come to her and ask for WeChat.

Like those freshmen who are like cucumbers, these seniors are obviously very experienced in striking up conversations. To sum up, they are proactive, bold, and thick-skinned.

There are all kinds of seniors who dare to chat with Luo Quan, including those with money and those without money, those with good looks and those without good looks, those with good figures and those without figures.

Of course, Gao Fushuai still behaves more naturally in Luo Quan. In front of Luo Quan, the more ordinary seniors have trouble getting a WeChat ID, and their hands holding up their mobile phones are shaking.

However, Luo Quan did not treat them any differently, they all declined politely.

However, although the WeChat account will not be leaked, the Penguin account cannot be saved. With so many people adding her today, there is no guarantee that it will be leaked.

Fortunately, she didn't use Penguin very much, so it was leaked.

As for WeChat, she doesn’t use it very much. It’s just a payment tool. She usually posts any news on Station B.

In fact, Luo Quan's social life is very simple. If you have any questions, just follow her Bilibili. After all, she never posts any copy in Moments. Instead, she often interacts with fans in the comment area of ​​Bilibili, or has fierce exchanges with anti-fans on Weibo. Wire.

However, although they have been refusing, there are too many boys in adolescence.

Although art colleges generally have relatively few students, they have a wide range of art majors, covering almost all popular and unpopular arts. There are still nearly tens of thousands of students in four grades plus graduate students.

Luo Quan is so popular now that his sudden appearance in the school will probably cause a huge sensation, let alone now that he has become their classmate directly?

It would be weird if no one came to strike up a conversation.

Anyway, along the way, people kept coming to chat with me.

Luo Quan now knew why Wen Xia wanted to eat outside the school.

The key is that she can't show impatience, and she has to smile when she refuses a boy's approach, otherwise she will be photographed and posted on the Internet, and she will be labeled as a big star.

I originally thought that as we were approaching the cafeteria, everyone was thinking about eating and the situation would be better. Who knew that a group of boys gathered directly at the entrance of the cafeteria.

There were five or six of them, all dressed fashionably. Their chins were always raised high intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes were unruly, just like the male protagonist in a story about a domineering president.

Luo Quan was really afraid that these people would come up to her and say to her: "Woman, you successfully caught my attention."

"Luo Quan, can you add me on WeChat?" The CEOs came up and the leader said to Luo Quan, "My name is Shen Si Yao."

Maybe he's handsome, maybe he's not.

However, Luo Quan, who had been accosted countless times, was already dizzy and had no mood to care about what these people looked like.

Love looks like whatever she wants, but can you please stop bothering her.

Although there were thousands of MMPs in his heart, Luo Quan managed to squeeze out a smile for the sake of his goddess image: "I'm sorry, I don't use WeChat very much, so I won't add friends."

"You don't look good. Are you sick?" The boy was quite concerned about Luo Quan and noticed that she looked bad.

"I'm hungry." Luo Quan replied weakly.

Shen Si Yao said excitedly: "Then I'll treat you to lunch! I'll arrange the best steak and the best wine!"

When talking about wine, Luo Quan's headache became a little more serious. E Mei frowned slightly: "Sorry, I don't drink. Besides, I made an appointment with my roommates and I will eat with them."

"Ah..." Shen Si Yao originally wanted to ask Luo Quan to eat together, but after hearing this, he felt a little embarrassed to speak.

But just because he's embarrassed doesn't mean everyone with him is embarrassed.

A boy who looked rather reckless, with a strong back and a strong back, opened his mouth and said: "Luo Quan, we heard that you were going to the cafeteria. The brothers came all the way from the dormitory here, can't you give me some face?"

Luo Quan glanced at him and thought they were fans speaking: "Thank you fans for liking me, but idols also have their own lives, so we don't interfere with each other, okay?"

The reckless boy laughed: "We are not your fans."

"If you are not a fan of mine, then I have no reason to eat with you." Luo Quan refused clearly.

"Don't be so shameless!" A boy who looked like a skinny monkey said with a drake voice.

Shen Si Yao frowned and looked at his companions: "What are you doing?!"

This is what Luo Quan wants to say.

Judging from their appearance, these boys are probably the villains in early urban novels - the "second generation ancestors", or the rich second generation.

In fact, in today's era, many rich second generations have relatively high quality. After all, they have received elite education since childhood. Not to mention having a heart for the world and a warm heart for ancient ways, at least they still have normal three views.

But not all second generation X can treat others like gentlemen like seniors Jing Gong, Leon, and Fred.

After all, if you have money, it is very common for you to be pampered since childhood, and grow up to be domineering and arrogant. There are such people at home and abroad. Not to mention, the former Iwasaki Hideshi looked like this?

If it had been before he was released, Luo Quan might have exploded, not to mention yelling, but he would also have made some weird remarks.

But now, her self-cultivation should not be too good, and ordinary conflicts would not make her lose her composure. If these people continue to mess around, then she can only trouble Dean Zheng to deal with the matter.

What’s interesting is that these people seemed to be quarreling with their own people because they didn’t say a few words clearly!

"Si Si Yao, what are you pretending to be here with me? Do you really think you are the eldest brother standing in the middle?" The skinny monkey-looking boy obviously didn't like Si Si Yao. After being scolded, he was not convinced and started to choke with him.

"Wang Lun, don't you think it was very impolite for you to talk to Luo Quan just now?" Shen Si Yao frowned and looked at him, feeling that it was a wrong decision to go out with such a person.

Originally, he was just introduced by a friend and formed a small group of rich second-generation people in Monk Art, three of whom he didn't know.

Although they are all the second generation of rich people, there is also a gap between the second generation of rich people and the second generation of rich people.

"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Don't you know what we are here for? We are just picking up girls, let alone being polite or impolite." Wang Lun said and walked directly to Luo Quan and took out his mobile phone: "Why does it take so much trouble to treat you to a meal? We are not bad people. Why, do you still think the price is reduced if you eat like us?

So, how much would it cost to have a meal with us? ! "

Luo Quan rubbed his eyebrows: "Are you sure your money can be as much as mine?"

As he said that, he started to check the bank account balance on his mobile phone.

"No matter how rich you are as a singer, how much money can you have..." Wang Lun was halfway through his words when he saw the account balance in the mobile phone held up by Luo Quan.

Zero wasn't too much, but it was as many digits as his phone number.

The album sales share for the third quarter has been credited to her account, plus the income from the first half of this year and the second half of last year.

Luo Quan's savings have actually exceeded one billion yuan, and this is despite basically donating all domestic income.

According to the sales momentum of her albums abroad, by the end of this year, her savings are likely to exceed 2 billion.

Compared with cash, Luo Quan's cash may be more than the cash that the father of these second generation ancestors can use!

Ps. Thanks to book friend Liuli Bingcan for the book coins, thank you!