After wearing an acacia tree, the second male and I got together

At night, the small villa was brightly lit. Qi Siyu stood in front of the French windows on the first floor, holding that beautiful bonsai in his arms.

Rua picked the leaves of her own tree spirit, Qi Siyu suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Mu Mu, will I take you to buy fertilizer and plant nutrient solution tomorrow afternoon?"

Chu Mu was stunned, a little embarrassed, after all, to go to the amusement park this afternoon, he had already said that he didn't want to buy it, and now he said he wanted to go, so...

Qi Siyu looked at the wobbly little tree spirit, laughed in his heart, and said, "I want to buy it for Mu Mu, can Mu Mu...satisfy Brother Yu's little request?"

Some doubts, but more surprises, the little tree spirit looked over, happily wanting to dance, but reservedly tapped the branch.

It wasn't too early when I came back, and it was almost nine o'clock now.

The little dryad inside the house shifted his consciousness to the main body outside the house, and the acacia tree in the yard stretched its branches, poked into the house, came to the piano room, and stroked the harp.

He hasn't played the piano for Zai Zai today.

Recalling the trip to the playground during the day, the little tree spirit was moved. After a brief warm-up, he played a relaxed and energetic melody, which attracted the owner of the room who was holding a glass.

The etherealness of the harp is combined with the vitality of the melody without being obtrusive.

Looking at the acacia tree in front of him, which was far from being as noble and elegant as the first time he played the piano, Qi Siyu was a little stunned, and shook his head with a smile.

At this time, he heard a rapid melody, and the music suddenly changed, from light and lively to bitter and melancholy.

Listening to the astringent, revealing yearning and envy.

This is?

He narrowed his eyes and put down the water glass in his hand.

He thought of the harmonious and warm family of three.

After improvising two pieces, the little tree spirit suddenly thought of the five pieces of music that Qi Siyu brought home from the studio that day.

That's right, he is also a musician, and he can write lyrics and compose music. Although the style is not particularly suitable, he can still use it if he finds someone to change it!

The little tree spirit, who is very confident in his own level, took out a whiteboard that was not used much anymore, rolled a whiteboard marker with a branch and wrote on it: [I want to show you the music I made myself, and you can use it to modify it. Change it and give it to the studio. 】

Qi Siyu was a little surprised, but thinking of the musical talent of his little tree spirit, he thought it was nothing.

My own little tree spirit, isn't it amazing?

In fact, he was just pampering the little tree spirit. After all, knowing how to play does not mean that he can compose music, but this is his own little tree spirit. If he doesn't support it, who else can support him and encourage him?

On the other side, Chu Mu didn't know what Qi Siyu was thinking.

Perhaps it is because she has been exercising her body step by step, Chu Mu is not so ugly to write with a branch now.

But it's already the 21st century, and of course the little tree spirit still chose to use a computer to write the music.

Probably because of becoming a little tree spirit, with the nourishment of spiritual energy, Chu Mu's memory has also improved. In addition, he is already extremely talented in music, and he can recite all the songs he created before After reciting silently, even some early works can be revised and improved by the way when they are written.

In my previous life, I had nothing to do to create music of various styles and themes, some of which were only suitable for playing the harp, and some of which could be called pop music after being adapted.

Chu Mu thought about the music library in his mind, and picked out a few songs suitable for the doomsday-themed stand-alone decryption action mobile game that the studio is currently making, first wrote them out, and then passed them on to Qi Siyu.

Qi Siyu, who was sitting next to the small bonsai, was holding his mobile phone and looking at the 6 music scores that were transmitted, 2 of which already had lyrics.

Since he has a musical background, he can naturally understand the score, and because he can understand it, he has automatically played the corresponding melody according to the score in his mind, which made him even more surprised.

I really didn't expect that my little tree spirit was so powerful.

These songs are not all of the same high quality, but they are all more suitable for the theme of their games. Although it is probably due to their personal style, they still inevitably have a bit of elegant taste of classical music, but it is undeniable that these songs are all Very good, just find someone to modify it again.

In the study, the lights in the room are not very bright.

On the chair next to the desk, a look of helplessness appeared on the man's face illuminated by the brightness of the phone screen.

He really didn't expect that the little tree spirit would have such an ability.

One of the songs, he thinks it is very suitable as the theme song of the game, and it will definitely be popular with players.

Well, he underestimated his little dryad.

I thought it was to play with my children, but now I picked up a treasure.

"Mu Mu, you will really surprise me."

At night, the man lying on the bed turned his head sideways, looked at the small bonsai placed on the bedside table, and laughed softly.

The little tree spirit at the bedside answered him with a hips on his hips and a twitching posture.

The next day, any studio.

As soon as Qi Siyu came, the fifth child came up, approached the small bonsai, and took a deep breath.

Qi Siyu sat there watching, snorting coldly in his heart.

How about breathing oxygen here?

The fifth child did not hear Qi Siyu complaining about him in his heart, but this did not prevent him from feeling Qi Shao's dissatisfaction with him.

As soon as I bowed to this magical little tree in my heart, I turned my head and met Lao Qi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

My heart tightened, and I smiled reflexively, and Ma slipped away.

"Old Five," Qi Siyu called to stop him, "Sent you a few songs, listen to them, and if possible, use them to change the style."

When Lao Wu heard it, he asked again, "Where did this song come from? Lao Qi, we have outsourced it."

As a result, Lao Qi's sentence "My brother made it, those outsourced ones do you think are very amazing and satisfying?" He succeeded in scaring him. It should be fine, sit back in your seat, and log in to the computer.

Ignoring the message from his girlfriend who didn't know which number it was, he clicked on "Papa Qi" at the top, and played it from the first mp3 file.

I forgot to turn on the speakers myself, and suddenly the music started to startle the others.

But soon they were captured.

These mp3 files were all generated by Qi Siyu by directly importing the score with software. Computer playing has no soul, but it is enough for them just to listen to the melody.

Little Tree Spirit was still a little nervous, afraid that his song was not suitable and would not be recognized by everyone. He never expected that after playing all 6 songs, Lao Wu played it again, and everyone did not complain.

Sister Tang, the biggest one in the studio, took advantage of the music playing and praised these songs: "They are all pretty good. Although the style is not very suitable, I can find someone to change it. The lyrics of the two songs are also quite good. Appropriate, Xiao Qi, where did you find the talent?"

Qi Siyu, who was sitting in the seat, heard this, and reservedly adjusted his anti-blue light glasses.

He pretended to take a sip from his teacup and cleared his throat.

Then he said slowly:

"My brother, Mu Mu did it."

With pride that cannot be ignored.

Everyone: "???"

Isn't that the tree?

The author has something to say:

Mu Mu looked at Brother Yu: My baby.

Brother Yu looked at Mumu: My child.

Ali: Ah this...

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I've been having stomach problems for the past two days... Orz

The state is so bad... TAT

As for the song, the music is useless, just look at it and laugh.

Today, when Ah Li was typing, I wanted to hit the little tree spirit, but I turned into a little angel... I suspect that you have brainwashed me/doge.