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Watching the iron hoof trample across the mountains and rivers
I stand at the tip of the storm and hold on to the sun and moon rotation
Blood floods the earth to make peace and happiness
I really want to live for another five hundred years
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The words are relatively straightforward, and not like the previous historical dramas in raw and difficult to understand the literary language, but read aloud, a sentence to give people a forced boldness.
The living room was quiet, and Jiang Shan wrote quickly, recording Chen Ange's words, then biting his pencil and falling into contemplation.
"Great! Good words!"
Liu Chun savored a few times, excitedly slapped his thighs, and those eyes staring at Chen Ange became unusually shiny.
If a woman was staring at Chen Ange, he would be comfortable, but this Liu Chun was a fifty year old man.
"I don't know how to address you!"
"Chen Ange!"
"Little brother Chen, you have not used this word?"
"Not ever used!"
Liu Chun was overjoyed, of course, still carefully checked online, and indeed there is no, is the original right.
Surname Chen?
Could it be that it is a relative descendant of Master Jiang?
Liu Chun pondered in his heart, but saw Jiang Shan deep frown, and sometimes a happy face, the paper took a look, but has begun to compose the song.
"Grandpa Tai is biting his pencil again, like a little kid!"
Hua Hua left hand pulling Chen Ange's hand, the right hand covered the small mouth snickered.
It was Jiang Tao who was a little surprised and looked at Chen Ange a few more times.
He said how could it be just a simple fishing buddy, now it seems that the two may be peers.
For this kind of people, soulmates are hard to find, he was also quite happy.
Then he ran over and added some water to Chen Ange.
"Thank you!"
See Jiang Tao's so, Chen Ange smiled.
Jiang Tao than Chen Ange up a year, but the appearance of Chen Ange looked younger, while Jiang Tao is more stable and mature.
Jiang Shan composed a song, others did not disturb, the living room inside just the sound of the pen tip rubbing on the paper.
About seven or eight minutes later, Jiang Shan put down the pen and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Finished?"
Jiang Shan showed his tooth bed and smiled, slapping the book on the coffee table, "It's done!"
Great!
Liu Chun was overjoyed and hurriedly brought it over, only when he picked it up he thought he didn't know how to do this at all: "What does Jiang Lao think of this song?"
"A single song on the top, heroic enrichment can enter a century of classics!"
Liu Chun was stunned, Jiang Shan's unhesitating evaluation had scared him.
In fact most of the songs are meant to be, these kinds of songs may be a little weaker in nature, but with the addition of external factors, it is likely to reach incredible heights.
"Can I see it?"
"Ah, of course you can!"
Liu Chun handed the book in his hand to Chen Ange.
Chen Ange scanned a few eyes roughly, and admiration for Jiang Shan was born in his heart.
It was surprising that such a song could come out in just a few minutes, and it could be said that it was even more beautiful than the original song, but after all, it was a gross song, and as long as it was properly adapted, I'm afraid that this song would really explode.
"Tch, I thought little brother Chen was just a fishing buddy, but I didn't expect that he was also a fellow fisherman."
Jiang Shan's eyes flashed with an odd look.
Chen Ange smiled as he listened, and smoothly manipulated the pen to change it on the book.
"Hey!"
Liu Chun was anxious, even Jiang Shan froze, but he still pulled Liu Chun.
Chen Ange only changed a few places and made a second adaptation by the way.
When Chen Ange stopped, Jiang Shan took the book, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he was in his heart.
"Who is your teacher?"
"I don't have a teacher!"
"No teacher? Impossible, which college did you graduate from?"
Chen Ange shook his head and said indifferently: "Self-taught!"
Jiang Shan skipped his mouth, self-taught? Self-taught you big head ghost.
"Your lyrical and composing strength should not be underestimated, what other works?"
"There are a few, but your old composing strength is also a bit unbelievable ah, I thought you were a bad old man fishing by the river!"
Bad ... old man!
Liu Chun and Jiang Tao look stunned. Jiang Shan's face shook, looking surprised: "You don't know me?"
"Now I do, you should be a composer!"
"This is the Jiangbei Song Saint, Jiang Shan!"
Liu Chun hurriedly introduced.
Chen Ange froze, always felt a little familiar, a careful thought, suddenly thought of Yang Feifei, staring at Jiang Shan long oh: "So the person Yang Feifei said is you na!"
Yang Feifei?
This time it was Jiang Shan's turn to froze, seemed to think of something, eyes inside a stunned look, pointed and said: "You are that Chen Ange!"
Left, right and left stared at Chen Ange for a while, Jiang Shan laughed out loud, "It's really fate."
"It's fate, I was thinking of visiting you sometime, but I didn't expect to meet in this form!"
"This form is good, very good, very good!"
Jiang Shan two very good in a row, can see is really happy.
Only Liu Chun and Jiang Tao suffered, the two listened to the confusion.
But Jiang Tao did understand that Chen Ange knew Yang Feifei.
"Great grandfather, great grandfather, what is very good ah, you seem to be very happy ah, is it because handsome brother is very handsome ah!"
Hua Hua grabbed Jiang Shan's arm, big eyes blinking.
A sentence again caused Jiang Shan to laugh.
Liu Chun to go are confused, but always completed the task, carrying the theme song in his arms and left with joy.
The table was mostly Chen Ange and Jiang Shan talking.
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
Jiang Tao finally listened to understand, no wonder it was said before that fate.
Earlier, "The Difficult Sutra" had been heard of, and the two should be considered a divine friend for a long time, only at that time Chen Ange did not have any action.
Although immediately after the "other side of the flower", but Yang Feifei also did not remember to Jiang Shan mentioned.
This is what led to the situation of meeting without knowing each other.
After eating Jiang Shan pulled Chen Ange into the study, and Hua Hua had to go in, but was pulled back by Jiang Tao.
"Your great grandfather a eccentric ghost, that place we are not allowed to go in, now well, take a first time to meet someone in!"
"Stinky grandpa, I don't like him anymore, I like handsome brother!"
Hua Hua beamed with a small mouth, a face of indignation.
Handsome brother!
Tch, this called, daughter this face control disease is almost sick to death.
The age difference between the two is too much, so Chen Ange two lives, there are many things in the mind, and Jiang Shan chat is only the music theory, Chen Ange is quite proficient in this way, in addition to the knowledge of the previous life in the mind, after a few words and improvisation, Jiang Shan looked dumbfounded.
He called Chen Ange a natural talent, and Chen Ange, who had already lost his face on the ground many times, humbly accepted it without a red face.
A little forgetfulness, Jiang Shan pulled Chen Ange not to leave, Chen Ange although helpless, but the hospitality is difficult to refuse, simply in the old Jiang family villa to stay.
The day always passes between open and closed eyes, on October 10, Satellite One "Spine" finale, "Zheng Chenggong" is precisely to meet the audience in the slot!