: The Nocturnal Thread

Author: Fan Yitong

: The Nocturnal Thread

After get off work time has passed, Jin Shang called Li Xuan and told him about his arrangements for going to school tomorrow.

Li Xuan, who accompanied her family around, has been really tired these days. She worked hard during the day and had to "talk" with her mother at night. She was asked various sensitive questions that were not easy to answer.

If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I'd probably not be able to hold on.

When Jin Shang hung up the phone, he saw that the lights in the editorial room were still on. He asked the front desk to help order work meals to relieve the worries of those working overtime, and told him not to forget to turn off the water and electricity, and to prevent risks before driving home.

Halfway through, the cell phone thrown on the passenger seat rang. Jin Shang picked it up and saw the unfamiliar number and hung up without hesitation.

As a result, the other side seemed to be getting on with him and kept calling. The impatient Jin Shang turned off the phone directly before he could stop it a little.

It’s time to find Jin Shang with a number you’ve never seen before. I probably don’t have any serious people.

Think about the people you know, what is the choice when you usually can’t make a phone call?

It’s normal choice, it’s time to call the company’s landline, or contact Lao Jin!

Xiao Jin, who had been busy for so long, wanted to go home and rest. At this time, no one was too lazy to take care of him.

Dragging his tired body into the house, Jin Shang unexpectedly found that Lao Jin was actually at home and returned quite early.

"Hey? Dad, there is no dinner today?"

Jin Shi, who was watching TV in the living room, saw that there was movement at the entrance of the door, leaned over and replied:

"I'm not doing this every day, I can't stand it, so I have to take a break. You will graduate tomorrow, I have to go and take a look and take a few photos."

"oh!"

Jin Shang replied casually,

"It's not interesting to mix up with the graduate graduation ceremony and the undergraduate graduation ceremony. Didn't you see it once three years ago?"

That year, Jin Shang, also a representative of outstanding graduates, came on stage to deliver a speech. Lao Jin, who was very happy, took several teachers to attend the teacher’s thank-you banquet and forced himself to drink.

I hope this year won’t be so troublesome, so Xiao Jin needs to carry him back.

Jin Shang, who was hanging his coat and was about to wash up, was suddenly stopped by Jin Shi.

"By the way, did your cousin call you? I told her your number and I should contact you soon."

"cousin?"

Jin Shang, who was confused, asked unconsciously, and then realized who Lao Jin was referring to.

"You mean, is that Mei Fengchun? Uncle Dabiao ready? I still have something to do here and can't leave! I just went to the talent market for a walk this afternoon, and I was so tired."

"Contact in advance..."

Facing Jin Shang's exploring gaze, Jin Shi confessed embarrassedly,

"That little girl is also very strong, and I can't resist it, so I told her. Don't worry, she is a well-educated girl now and will not bully you like she did when she was a child."

"That's right!"

In an instant, Jin Shang remembered the deadly serial CALL on the way home, and couldn't help but be full of doubts about Lao Jin's praise.

"It's probably her, it's really deadly!"

Turn on the phone, flip through the call history, and after seeing more than 20 missed calls, Jin Shang pressed the shutdown key again.

"What did she say...?"

Jin Shi replied:

"I seemed surprised after giving her the sample "When will the Moon Come" to try it out, especially the lyrics..."

Speaking of this, Lao Jin asked with great interest:

"Is that written according to the ancient style ci card rhyme?"

"Yes! The serious "Shuitu Songtou"!"

Jin Shang answered calmly.

Whether in the past or present life, most popular ancient poems are actually "poetry". Since they are songs, they must have rhymes, songs, singing styles and rhythms.

Some of these "poetry" originated from the pre-Qin period "Poetry", "Fu", "Li Sao", etc., and some of them came from the "Han Yuefu" and local folk music minor tunes. The so-called "poetry, lyrics, songs and fu" are always compared, and they all have rigorous rhythms.

When people today read ancient poetry, they occasionally feel awkward and difficult to pronounce. It is not because there is a problem with the rhyme and rhythm, but because there are differences in pronunciation of Chinese characters in ancient and modern times, and the influence of different local dialects is quite large.

"Shui Die" originated from the Sui and Tang Dynasties and was developed in the Song Dynasty. Whether it was the "big coward" in the previous life or the "big Song" in the present life, the specific content of the poems and songs in the later period of the Chanyuan Alliance has undergone great changes, but the names of the lyrics and cards are still similar, and the cultural inertia of thousands of years cannot be underestimated.

As time goes by, many ancient poems have gradually lost their melody and singing style. Later generations have continued to study and try to restore the true rhymes in them, and there are very few reliable results.

Even so, it does not prevent modern people from appreciating the spirit and emotions of the lyricist and imagining the beautiful pictures of those eras where cultural prosperity is coming.

"Well! Think about it carefully, and compare it with the "Water Melody Song" I learned in the textbook. Your song "When will the Moon Come" is not only not bad, but is more excellent than what those famous or unknown poets did hundreds of years ago. Could it be that my little boy is really a genius writer, right? He hid it deep enough. I, a father who lives under the same roof, don't know that you have this kind of ability."

No one is blind. He may not realize it at first, but he will naturally understand which part of the song Jin Shang took out is the best.

"You don't know much."

When necessary, it is better to do it occasionally. It is not easy to say whether it is a good fortune or a disaster, so it is better to be cautious.

"I don't care. Xiao Fengchun was very curious. When he was a child, the little brat who was not fully tuned and singing out of tune became like this. He wrote music and lyrics in a good way, and his fine works were released from time to time."

"She feels that she hasn't learned anything about her vocal music and composition?"

He was obviously a professional, to be precise, a future professional, but he was actually compared by Jin Shang, his little cousin.

"Her original words were, 'It's obvious that he is an amateur, why are you so arrogant? Look at me not blowing his dog's head!', in short, you can do it yourself."

Lao Jin turned off the TV and went to the kitchen to cook, leaving behind terrifying words.

"She may not be selected. I just give her a chance to give it a try. The Conservatory is amazing? Art requires hard work and talent. Her...it's not a material for playing music at first glance."

It’s not that Jin Shang has prejudices, but that Mei Fengchun is so manic and fierce, and obviously it’s not that she calms down and creates a creative personality. In the future, she will probably try to produce a few tepid works, and she can’t even make a splash. She just silently wants to find a school to be a music teacher, which is her best way out.

"People can change. I didn't expect that you, who were a little bitch, had such great ability. Xiao Fengchun is now a generous and generous girl. Every once in a while, someone chases her home to send gifts to express her feelings. Your uncle is almost annoyed. Those young men who think they have a few bad money and have greasy faces always get close to each other in different ways, which makes people feel annoyed..."

"Seeking bees and butterflies..."

As Jin Shang closed the door of the bathroom, Jin Shi, who was washing vegetables, looked up and couldn't help but sigh.

I finally found an opportunity to get close to my son and his mother's family, but it seemed that it was not going well.

The deep-rooted stereotypes when I was a child are indeed too difficult to change.

At this moment, the phone on the coffee table rang, Jin Shi wiped his hands and answered the phone.

"Hey, Xiao Fengchun, is there anything wrong?"

"Didn't answer the phone? Maybe it's too busy and didn't see it, or maybe the phone is out of power!"

"He? He is at home and just came back and was taking a shower."

"Appointment? From now on, I'm already cooking. I'm going to arrive at school tomorrow morning to attend the graduation ceremony and have to rest early."

"I really didn't deliberately stop answering the phone. I've worked too much these days. Xiao Shang also went out early and came back late, busy at home and abroad. It's always hard to start a business."

"I understand, I will tell him, take care of you. Say hello to your father for me..."

Lao Jin, who had a smile on his face and had a few greetings, hung up the phone and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He muttered a few words in a vague way before continuing to prepare supper.

At the same time, in a music classroom in Yangyin several kilometers away, the corners of her mouth were curved in an unpleasant curve, her face was a little dissatisfied, her long hair was simply tied into a ponytail and was shoved behind her, her right cheek was dragging her temples, and her fluffy air bangs covered most of her forehead. Her face was fair and beautiful, and she faintly exuded a heroic spirit. She put the old mobile phone with a bit worn out of the outer paint into her pocket.

"How is it, Xiao Chunchun, have you made an appointment with your genius cousin?"

"I don't believe it, I must have copied it from somewhere."

Slapping off the hand that was intimately placed on his shoulder, Mei Fengchun complained impatiently,

"No, my uncle said he is too busy and will attend the graduation ceremony tomorrow and has not been available in recent days."

"That's a pity! Such a talented man really wants to meet him. We just finished our sophomore year, and he graduated from graduate school and was two years younger than us. Fortunately, he was not in the musicology department, so he had to study for five years of undergraduate..."

The bob-headed little fat girl was talking and stuck out her tongue with a little longing.

"The few naughty kids in my family are completely incomparable."

"Come on, I haven't seen each other for many years, who knows what it is now. By the way, no matter whether it is a lyric or a song, you must not reveal it. My uncle said that this is related to a very important business plan. It is very bad if others know it..."

It doesn't matter, can you come up with such excellent composition and lyrics? Without my uncle Jin Shi, I wouldn't even have such a good thing to do, and I wouldn't even have the chance to sing.

"Isn't it just to lose money? What are you afraid of? He is your cousin, how can he really do to you?"

"The situation in my family is a bit complicated and it is difficult to explain too much! Please be more serious and ask you to help, not to let you make trouble."

Mei Fengchun gently tapped the fat girl on the head, and the other party shrank his neck in pain.

"I got it, my mouth is the tightest."

Mei Fengchun glared at the fat girl with annoyance and said:

"This is not a matter of money or not. Trust is mutual. This song may not be mine, so you have to practice more. If something goes wrong, who dares to come to me?"
To be continued...