Chapter 403 Song? I Have It

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Chapter 403 Song? I have it

"Then what do you do now? Go and compose a song?" Ye Hao looked at Song Xiaoyue's closed door.

Ning Yawen shook her head, and said unwillingly: "Impossible. It will take at least several months to compose a piece of music. We only have a few days left now, and it is impossible to write it!"

"And it is even more difficult to obtain high-scoring repertoires in the competition."

Zhao Yanting said from the side: "Is there any other way? Xiaoyue has put in a lot of hard work for this! That...Miss Ning was not an instrumentalist before, do you have some unannounced songs..."

It may be the only way to play the unannounced repertoire.

"Although I have made some achievements in instrumental music before, I am not good at composing music. On the contrary, my senior sister is quite accomplished in composing music." Ning Yawen said dejectedly.

Ye Hao thought about it for a while, and looked at Ning Yawen: "Sister Yawen, do you just need to have an unreleased song?"

"Yeah. But where do we go to find such a track now. And they need to be willing to transfer the track to us." Ning Yawen has no other choice.

In her opinion, the instrumental competition has been lost.

Even if Song Xiaoyue can get good results in the first two items, if the third item is not good, it will be difficult for her to beat her senior sister and apprentice.

"A track. I have it."

Ning Yawen suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked at Ye Hao in disbelief, and said in surprise, "What did you just say?"

"I have the repertoire. There should be no problem with the quality." Ye Hao said calmly.

He walked to the door of Song Xiaoyue's room and knocked on the door.

There was no answer.

He continued to knock on the door: "Song Xiaoyue, do you still want to participate in the next instrumental music competition?"

Still no sound from inside.

"Don't you want your sister to look at you with admiration, be surprised and proud of you!" Ye Hao shouted into the room.

After a while, the door was opened.

Song Xiaoyue, with an obviously bad face, stood at the door.

It may be because of the competition, or it may be because of Song Ying's relationship.

"Now we don't even have any repertoire for the competition, so how can I win!" Song Xiaoyue bit her lips lightly, her eyes were a little ashen; "Besides, Teacher Ning made a bet with that Tian Dongling before, if...if I lose."

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Suddenly, her head hurt, and she was suddenly hit by Ye Hao.

Song Xiaoyue covered her head, she stared at the man in front of her eyes: "Why did you hit me, it hurts so much, do you know?"

"You still know the pain. You think you've lost before the game starts?" Ye Hao chuckled, and he walked into Song Xiaoyue's room.

"How can I win without a track!" Song Xiaoyue yelled out of control.

"I'll give you no track! But based on your current appearance, do you think you can win? Your heart doesn't believe that you can win, you will win. The strong, no matter when, there must be a must Confidence to win."

Ye Hao came out with the violin he found in Song Xiaoyue's room.

"Listen here." Ye Hao walked to the middle of the living room, picked up the violin, and put on the bowstring.

The pose is perfect.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao also heard the voice of the dispute and came out of the house, and she saw Ye Hao standing there holding the violin.

Just when she was about to speak, the long piano sound flowed from Ye Hao's hands.

That note seemed to press the mute button in Su Xiaoxiao's words, making her forget what she wanted to say just now.

Sometimes calm, sometimes brisk, sometimes crazy.

In Ye Hao's melody, everyone seemed to see a sea, an endless sea.

Seeing it as flat as a mirror is like a world that has completely stopped.

Then a breeze blew away, and there was a wave of ripples on the surface of the lake, like a floating scroll.

After that, the world changed, the sea began to roar, and the sea began to roll.

After the madness, the sea returned to calm.

End of song!

Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

He saw Song Xiaoyue and the others standing there with dull expressions, but Su Xiaoxiao fell asleep lying on the sofa at some point.

"How about giving this song to Song Xiaoyue as a competition song?"

Ning Yawen swallowed her saliva, she looked at Ye Hao blankly: "This... this song is you... you composed it yourself?"

Ye Hao nodded without hesitation.

This song is a reward given to me by the previous system.

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Because it is something given to him by the system, it is completely Ye Hao's thing in his mind, so Ye Hao can perfectly play this piece of music.

"I didn't expect you to not only play instrumental music well, but also compose music so well." Looking at the young man in front of her, Ning Yawen felt a little bit embarrassed.

"Sister Yawen was joking. Let's talk about business. It shouldn't be a problem for Song Xiaoyue to participate in the instrumental music competition." Ye Hao asked.

Ning Yawen nodded vigorously: "This song has an elegant atmosphere, from static to dynamic, and it is divided into three levels. It is very

Well, the long melody from the beginning attracts the listener to be intoxicated. "

"At the climax, it seems that people are in the roaring sea."

Ning Yawen admired, her eyes were a little blurred, as an instrumentalist, the happiest thing is to enjoy a wonderful piece of music.

"Ye Hao. What's the name of this song?"

"Bihai."

Ye Hao put down the violin, walked to the side, picked up a pen and paper, and said while writing, "I'll write out the repertoire now, and you can keep in touch with Song Xiaoyue in the next two days."

"Wait... wait." A trembling voice came.

Ye Hao raised his head in doubt, and Song Xiaoyue was looking at him with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this song?"

Song Xiaoyue's two hands were entangled there, revealing that she was very disturbed at the moment.

"You...Are you really sure that you want to give me this piece of Bihai? You have to know, I want to take this piece as a competition piece to participate in the competition. At that time, everyone will only know that this piece is mine?" Song Xiaoyue stared at Ye Hao and bit her lips lightly.

"That's it, it's okay. Then write your name on the composer." Ye Hao seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing.

Song Xiaoyue rushed to Ye Hao's side and snatched the paper from Ye Hao's hand.

"Have you figured out that this piece of yours is very good, it can even be said to be a superb piece. Whether you perform it yourself or sell it to the producer, you can achieve great success.

"And a piece of music is his life to a musician, but... But you want to give me such a piece of music now? You can't leave a trace on it, are you willing!"

Song Xiaoyue roared.

Ning Yawen on the side was silent. Although she was not good at composing music, she also knew friends who wrote music, and those composers who treated their own music like their own children.

Who would be willing to give someone else the song they have worked so hard to compose, and it is still in the name of the other party.

Isn't this just giving others the chance to become famous for nothing?

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