"Teacher He." After the third or fourth class on Friday, He Yue was thinking about going to the class to arrange and supervise the general cleaning. The geography teacher who had just finished class saw him and shook his head with a wry smile: "Yang Yi in your class, just now "I left early." Recently, there have been more people chatting with him in the office, including a few old teachers who usually just nodded when they met. Although they were still a little solemn and reserved, their words were clear. There is no lack of praise: "You are a young man after all. You have the courage to get hurt for the sake of students this time. Our senior high school teachers are all following you." At the faculty meeting at noon today, the school officially determined the nature of the fight. He Yue was in trouble He was handled improperly, but only received a light verbal warning. However, he later made a big fuss about his deeds of standing up to protect the students, which made the teachers who participated in the meeting see some signs. However, He Yue, whose family knew about his family affairs, was extremely complicated. He couldn't help but think of the early encounter at a stall outside the school. Because he saw that the stall owner selling bean curd was very enthusiastic about Yang Yi, and after the boy left, he accidentally asked He asked the stall owner: "Is that student just now a relative's child, or an acquaintance of yours?" Then when the middle-aged aunt explained, He Yue, who knew the whole story, was stunned and speechless. It took no effort to recall the scene that day, because that was the original source of his dislike for Yang Yi. However, completely contrary to his imagination, the boy's actions at that time were actually for upholding justice and beating him. Injustice, not the trouble-making of a playboy as imagined. And you have misunderstood this student for more than two months? Thinking of this, He Yue felt a little feverish on his face, so now after listening to the geography teacher, he persuaded him: "Forget it, Teacher Guo, you also know the attitude of the higher ups towards this student. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, just let him go." Let him go." The peaceful look on his face made the geography teacher murmur: "Why is this angry young man so easy to talk to? But what is the background of Yang Yi? There has never been such a privileged student, right? " I originally made an appointment with Yu Pu to visit Mr. Ji Tangdan on Saturday, but unexpectedly, because the old man had to attend a tea party in the cultural circle, he had to postpone it. One week. Yang Yi, who ran to Yu Pu's house early in the morning with carefully prepared gifts, couldn't help but feel dumb when he heard the news. He and these masters were not destined to be together. This was the case for Shen Song and the same for Ji Tangdan. "However, the facts were established, so we had to make a temporary appointment with Rogo, and after informing my mother, we rushed towards the Magic City. "Xiaoyi, what on earth do you want to do? Can't you tell me now?" Luo Ge looked at the boy in the co-pilot gloomily. He felt that he had the guts to accompany a middle school student crazy when he felt that he didn't understand anything. It's so noisy, it's simply unreasonable. But fortunately, he was about to arrive at his destination, so Yang Yi didn't hold back anymore: "Let's go make our comic soundtrack. Didn't you say that we have contacted the personnel and equipment? Don't be prepared when the time comes. "I'm not ready for that." Luo Ge was extremely depressed for a while, but he was attracted by Yang Yi's "soundtrack" and asked curiously: "Is it when we made the TV commercial for "Jiuzhou Drifting"? That background music you wrote? Didn’t it come out very well last time when it was commissioned by our local Toray Audio?" Yang Yi said nothing and took it out of his shoulder bag. A stack of manuscript paper, after flipping through it, he muttered: "The second volume of "Jiuzhou Drifting" is not a musical score." He flipped through it again and took out another stack of paper that was much thinner than before. Then he deliberately ignored Luo Ge’s eyes, which were as bright as a sixty-watt light bulb, and pretended to frown: "This song "Pipa Yu" is used in the fifth act, and "Traveling to the Ancients" and "Yu Gan" are suitable for the battle chapters. It's the best. Such a stunning song as "Huanqin" has a great effect in the eighth act." With a "squeak", Luo Ge braked the car into the emergency parking area and grabbed the piece from Yang Yi's hand. A stack of manuscript paper. Then I realized that there were more than ten simple musical notations that I couldn't understand. If these songs could be as good as the TV commercial song of "Kyushu Piao Ling", then I would have gained a lot from this trip to the magical city. This is undoubtedly to be expected. "Xiao Yi, even if there are more songs, you don't need to go to Magic City specifically, right?" Luo Ge smacked his lips, feeling a little distressed. The two people in the car, one is the CEO of the most eye-catching publishing house today, and the other is the most mysterious best-selling author at the moment, but they have to find ways to reduce expenses, and it would be speechless to tell them about it. “It’s not just for advertising, it’s also going to be made into a tape and distributed with the book at the cost price.” Yang Yi tilted his head and looked at Luo Ge, with a hint of unruly arrogance in his tone: “We have to let some people know.?, there are two kinds of people in this world that you cannot mess with. " Then he smiled brightly, and without waiting for Rogo to ask questions, he looked at the end of the road that was far away to the horizon: "One kind is a very courageous person, and the other is a very lucky person. "Rogo is brave enough, and for him, rebirth can happen, which is enough to be considered very lucky" Magic City Audio and Video was established in 1983, its predecessor was Magic City established in 1980 The Radio and Television Service Company officially changed its name in 1983 and engaged in the publishing and operation of audio and video products. The reason why Yang Yi fell in love with this company was not only its first-class recording studio, but also its rich experience in Chinese folk music production, such as Some religious music, Peking opera and Kunqu opera, commentary and singing, this alone is enough for Yang Yi to choose to produce this album here. When he arrived at the audio and video company building on Northeast Road, there was a middle-aged man waiting in the reception hall. Here, after seeing Luo Ge, he quickly stepped forward with a smile and gave the fat man a hug. "Who is this?" "This middle-aged man is in his early forties, with a medium build. He doesn't have an annoying beer belly. Instead, he has white temples, showing a bit of the elegance of a literary and artistic worker. The middle-aged man saw Yang Yi, who was calm and polite beside Luo Ge, had a preconceived impression of him and asked Luo Ge, "Yang Yi, that talented young writer I always mentioned on the phone. " Luo Ge chuckled. The fatigue of these days seemed to be swept away, and he was full of fighting spirit. After introducing Yang Yi to the middle-aged man, he turned to the boy who smiled and nodded at the man: "This is the Audiovisual Manager of Magic City Lin Xi, the editor-in-chief of the editorial office under my office, my old brother, you can just call me Uncle Lin. It took a lot of effort to invite him this time" "Every time I miss you, I live a thousand miles" Yang Yi smiled and dropped his book bag, then remained silent, leaving Luo Ge confused. On the contrary, Lin Xi's eyes lit up. Then, looking at Luo Ge's still confused look, he punched Mr. Fatty in an angry and funny manner: "Xiao Yang means, you can see that our friendship is not normal, so you don't want to." You're still the boss of a publishing house when you're pretending to take credit. This level needs to be improved. " Then turned to Yang Yi: "Are you the author of "Those Things in the Song Dynasty"? Young people are awesome. Do you know what I thought when I first read this book? " Before Yang Yi could answer, Lin Xi laughed and said: "I think the author must be an old talent with a lot of poetry and books, and he may be a bit down and out. Playing with the world with a pen, humorous and joking, but full of conscience and sense of justice in his heart. Every time I see something wonderful, I just wish I could have a drink with this person and have a drink I just didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, that joyful thing. Reading history, it’s a young kid like you. " Seeing that Yang Yi didn't feel as complacent as a child of such an age should in the face of his praise, the editor-in-chief of the content department was even more appreciative. Talented young people are rare, but what is truly rare is talent. But he is not arrogant. Yang Yi's character and cultivation are undoubtedly worthy of the talent given by God. Lin Xi's praise is naturally sincere. Yang Yi has not seen such a sincere middle-aged man for a long time. Yes, but for these praises, the boy is completely undeserved, and how can he be proud? What he got because of this book originally belonged to Mingyue back then. “Okay, okay, I hear people praise me every day. He, my ears are calloused. Luo Ge waved his hands with a grimace: "It's still early, why don't you find a place to sit down first, Brother Lin, can you help me check it out and refer to his music?" " "Tune? Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked: "Xiao Yang can also compose music?" ” This is not because he is rude, just because Yang Yi has made astonishing achievements in writing when he was still in the age of dancing elephants. This kind of talent is not too much to call him a little genius, and now it has reached the level of Regarding the music, it was inevitable that people would be confused. Yang Yi simply took out a few sheets of manuscript paper from his bag and handed them over: "Please ask Uncle Lin for guidance. " Simplified musical notation? Not five-line musical notation? Even with Lin Xi's sophistication, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing after seeing these music scores. If he really loves music and has some attainments in this field, why should he use five-line musical notation? Yes, the pieces of manuscript paper in front of him were a bit of a joke. But the habit he had developed over the years still made him hum quietly and unconsciously. At first, he remained motionless, but as he hummed, his head and feet began to move involuntarily. Starting the beat, Luo Ge was originally waiting for Lin Xi to make up his mind, but now he saw that this old man was so selfless that he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Lin, Brother Lin? ” Being awakened by Rogo from the world of music, Lin Xi subconsciously trembled, waiting for him to fully react.After coming over, the look he looked at Yang Yi was wrong. "What's wrong? Brother Lin? Are you okay?" Speaking of which, Luo Ge is indeed worthy of his status as a cultural insider. He is actually a weirdo who can't even read simplified music. Even after seeing these music scores by Yang Yi, I couldn't feel the slightest bit of beauty or shock, so I naturally didn't understand Lin Xi's actions. But Lin Xi, who has a background in music, will naturally not be ignorant of the goods. His reaction is not surprising at all. This is to show good things to people who are proficient. The so-called "high mountains and flowing water" Boya Ziqi is just like this Yang This time, in order to ensure the success of the New Year's Day campaign, I completely put down my dignity and collected all the representative works of several representative figures during the transformation of Chinese folk music, such as Lin Hai, Wang Junxiong, Chen Yue, etc., and also joined the island country's new folk music representative group. Shensi Zhe, Sun n', the classics of Peace Moon, so many excellent music gathered together, let Lin Xi, who has been immersed in national music for many years, but suffers from the gradual bottleneck in the development of folk music, suddenly felt at ease when he saw it. Thousands of waves arose. "Did you do all of this?" Lin Xi knew that it was rude to do so, but if it was just one or two general works, that would be fine. Now with such a pile of works in front of him, he couldn't help but be cautious. "Well, the ten songs correspond to the ten chapters of the anime that Siyue Culture is about to publish." Yang nodded. "It's a pity, each of these can support a folk music record." Lin Xi shook his head with a look of reluctance, but the things belong to others, so naturally others have the final say. "Huh? What corresponds to the anime chapter?" Lin Xi opened her eyes wide after reacting. "The book is sold together with the music tape, so that when reading the book, readers can better immerse themselves in the book through the background music and experience the scenes in the book." Yang Yi proposed a new marketing concept that combines music and text. "What a waste. Good music should allow everyone to use their imagination freely. You, you" Lin Xi was embarrassed. As a musician, he naturally thinks more from the perspective of music. However, his persistence and infatuation for music made Yang Yi stand in awe. "What, Brother Lin, these songs are awesome?" Seeing that it was just the first time for Lin Xi and Yang Yi to meet, and there was such a big age difference between the two, but in just a moment, they were so warm to each other. , it’s like being obsessed. But I usually treat myself like "Little Luo Xiao Luo" when I'm in a good mood, and "an insulting and gentle boy" when I'm in a bad mood. I don't understand this world.