After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

45 It's not a fabrication

When she heard there was a good new song, Guixiu immediately became excited: "How good is it?"

Wen Yan replied: "I can't explain it, it just sounds good. The tune is very complicated and difficult to sing. I have learned it several times but still can't find the feeling."

Biyu's eyes lit up as well. She leaned over to take a look and said, "Why do you only have lyrics but no sheet music?"

Guixiu disagreed: "Except for the music teacher, who knows the music score? It's useless to copy it down."

Wen Yan said: "Some people did ask to copy the music sheet, but they said they had left it at home and they didn't understand the music and couldn't write it down from memory."

Biyu questioned quietly, "Were the lyrics and the music score copied separately?"

Gui Xiu said loudly, "Yes, how can the lyrics and music be separated? Are you kidding me? Besides, how can I forget such an important thing at home? If I had such a good thing, I would have announced it to the whole world long ago."

Seeing that Guixiu had misunderstood her meaning, Biyu blushed and shook her head and waved her hands at her: "Sister Guixiu, what I mean is that they can't produce the music sheet, but they can sing it. This means that they are not the author of the song, and they are not familiar with the author."

Wen Yan nodded: "She did say she learned it from others."

Biyu said: "In that case, it's not their fault. People who don't understand may not be able to copy the music accurately even if they are given the music sheet."

Xiao Wei couldn't help but interrupt: "If they have the score, they deliberately don't let us copy it."

Wen Yan defended herself, "That's impossible. Since I can teach others, I should share it with everyone. There is no point in hiding the sheet music. There are many people in the school who know music and can quickly fill in the sheet music according to the tune."

Gui Xiu seconded, "Yes. If she really wanted to keep it to herself, she wouldn't teach others. There's no doubt about it."

Xiao Wei knew that someone in the town had already filled in the music sheet, and the two guys must have it on them, so he didn't take it out, but wanted to attract attention for a few more days. Well, he put a lot of thought into it, and he acted very well.

Biyu asked: "Where is she from? Where does she live? Let's go and learn from her."

Wen Yan said that she was taught by two female classmates: "I heard they were from Xi County, lived in the last row, and majored in Chinese."

Gui Xiu waved her hand and said, "Why don't you go and ask for advice? I want to see how difficult it is to sing."

The three girls jumped up, put on their shoes in a hurry and walked out. Biyu turned around and asked, "Xiaowei, come with us."

Xiao Wei didn't even move his head, and replied coldly with three words: "Not interested."

It seems that the two rivals have started to show off, so they need to move out as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Xiao Wei keeps hanging around in front of them, she will definitely be seen as a thorn in their eyes, and who knows what kind of trouble she will cause.

Yeah. I'll go to the Housing Authority tomorrow and make trouble.

After an hour or so, Biyu came back first: "There were so many people learning, I couldn't hear it clearly in the end. Listening to the tune, it is indeed novel and powerful."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed, took out a pen, and started humming and scratching on a piece of paper.

Xiao Wei couldn't help but admire this guy. This guy had only listened to it three or four times, but he was already humming it 50% similar to the original. He really had a lot of musical talent.

Seeing her absorbed in writing, I couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"They refused to provide the sheet music, so I'm trying to fill it in."

Xiao Wei was surprised: "Can you compose music?"

"Understand a little."

Considering that Biyu came from the seaside, separated from the Magic City by a river, there must have been musical talents who drifted there during the war. Biyu's father was a high-ranking official in the county, so it was not surprising that he had access to such resources.

I asked her where she got the lyrics, and she said she borrowed them and would return them after copying them: "Xiao Wei, do you want to copy them too?"

Xiao Wei still said those three words: "Not interested."

Biyu laughed: "You are so cold-blooded, you are really not suitable for singing. If you open your mouth, it will definitely make my hair stand on end."

Xiao Wei was also amused: "It's so easy, and it gives you goose bumps."

Guixiu walked to the door and complained: "How can there be a song with only lyrics but no music? I can't even play the guzheng when I go back."

Wen Yan said: "Yinmei and Chunxiao can't do anything, they are lucky enough to teach us to sing."

Gui Xiu asked: "Have you learned it? If you have, let's go find the music teacher tomorrow and ask him to write the music score."

Wen Yan was embarrassed: "I mentioned it. They said that we should behave better at the beginning of the school year, and we will go to the teacher to write the music in a few days. They taught us the song, so it's not appropriate for us to find a teacher ourselves, right?"

Guixiu was helpless: "It's a bit inappropriate. Let's talk about it in a few days. You have been learning for a long time, so you should be able to sing it. Please teach us."

Xiao Wei cursed them inwardly. From the tone of their voices, Wen Yan and Yin Mei seemed to have become good friends. They really had similar tastes. Oh, no, Wen Yan definitely didn't know they were in a relationship. It seemed that she didn't regard her as a true friend.

Wen Yan began to sing a cappella as if to show off, and Guixiu imitated her humming. Xiao Wei and Bi Yu were like old monks in meditation, one concentrating on reading a book, and the other on composing music, and they seemed indifferent as if they didn't hear anything.

Not really. Biyu was listening attentively with her ears perked up, and writing quickly on the paper.

Soon, Guixiu saw Biyu composing music and was also surprised: "Biyu, you can actually compose music?"

Biyu shook her head: "It's okay to just follow the tune, but I can't make it up."

Wen Yan jumped to the side, with a surprised and complicated look on her face. She paused for several seconds before saying, "That's great. We don't have to bother the music teacher."

Biyu said, "Sing it a few more times so I can get the feel for it."

Guixiu took the initiative to hum along with Wenyan and cooperated with Biyu in recording and revising. The three of them got together and tried to correct the music repeatedly, and it actually became about 70% similar.

The lights were turned off, but the three of them were still very enthusiastic and continued to sing after lighting candles. They focused on a few turning points and kept trying to find the right tune. Xiao Wei was annoyed by their noise and couldn't help humming along, pretending to correct two or three sentences unintentionally.

Guixiu laughed and said, "Xiaowei is just like me, tone-deaf. If I don't sing out of tune, I can't sing."

Wen Yan said unhappily, "Don't sing nonsense. Don't sing a good song wrong."

From her tone, it was obvious that she was extremely dissatisfied with Xiao Wei for not following her tone.

Xiao Wei didn't want to explain and shut up.

Biyu whispered, "I feel that the tune Xiaowei sings is smoother and more in line with music theory."

Gui Xiu smiled and said, "Why worry so much? Since there is no score, can't we just create a second version and do whatever is best to sing?"

Wen Yan was obviously angry: "We should respect the originality. If you tamper with it at will, the author of the song will be held accountable."

Gui Xiu was not convinced: "Good articles are revised. Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. This song hasn't been widely circulated yet, which means the author is still revising it. We helped the author improve it, and the author should thank us."

Wen Yan said firmly: "Anyway, I always feel that this is inappropriate and disrespectful to the author."

Gui Xiu laughed: "It doesn't matter. If we are really held responsible, we will apologize. We are not trying to fight for the author's original copyright, so why should we think so much about it."

Biyu said, "Maybe the author's original manuscript was the tune that Xiaowei sang, but they just didn't learn it correctly."

Wen Yan was really angry: "Xiao Wei is from the countryside, how could she have access to the original manuscript?"

Guixiu stopped them in time: "Okay, stop arguing, it's not a big deal. Xiaowei, sing with us a few more times, and let Biyu finish it quickly. I'm waiting to go back and play."

After repeating it three or five times, Biyu sang it according to the music score. Xiaowei sighed: She really came up with this music score.