C33 Li Wei
C33 Li Wei
Zhang Muye finally turned his head slowly. "Do you think I am still playing the role with you?"
This kind of indifferent attitude aroused the competitive spirit in Lu Fei's heart.
Lu Fei had always thought that Zhang Muye was just using his attitude. Zhang Muye did not have any specialty and was not eye-catching in school either. His family background was not outstanding either. The only thing he could show off was the so-called "provincial champion of the College Entrance Examination." Lu Fei only needed to show a little bit of the charm of a woman. If she treated him a little better, she would definitely make him her boyfriend.
But Lu Fei miscalculated. Zhang Muye seemed to be stubborn? He was like a big, stinky and hard block of wood.
Lu Fei felt a deep sense of defeat. At the same time, it aroused her princess pride. She would not give up until she took Zhang Muye down.
"Tomorrow Saturday, I will be bored alone. Can you accompany me?"
Lu Fei was very smart. Since Zhang Muye was not afraid of threats, she started to act like a spoiled child and tried to use softness to fight back. In addition, Lu Fei slightly twisted her beautiful body, creating an indescribable temptation.
This move was effective indeed. Seeing Lu Fei's pitiful look and feeling Lu Fei's soft body rubbing against each other, Zhang Muye hesitated. Lu Fei was a little happy. She muttered in her heart that he did not understand the style. He still wanted her to beg him. In the future, she must give him some color to see, but she still said softly.
"Can you count it as me begging you? My roommates have their own activities, you can't bear to leave me alone, right?"
"We'll talk about it tomorrow night!" Zhang Muye did not say yes, nor did he say no.
Lu Fei, however, thought that Zhang Muye had agreed. "It's settled then. You are not allowed to go back on your word."
Zhang Muye's gaze was still fixed on the computer screen.
Lu Fei saw that Zhang Muye did not respond to her. She walked around the dormitory twice in boredom. She looked at Zhang Muye's bed and her big bright eyes turned. She actually climbed onto Zhang Muye's bed and helped him arrange the bed.
Although Zhang Muye was perfecting the plugin, he kept looking at Lu Fei from the corner of his eyes.
At this moment, Lu Fei climbed onto the head of the bed. She slightly raised her sexy and beautiful butt and carefully folded her blanket neatly. That kind of scene made Zhang Muye somewhat unable to control himself. He thought to himself that this demoness was indeed enough to make men crazy! He also did not know why Xu Xiaoming did not like her.
But he was also somewhat surprised. He had always thought that Lu Fei was spoiled and pampered. He did not think that Lu Fei was quite familiar with folding blankets.
After cleaning Zhang Muye's bed clean, Lu Fei wiped the sweat from her forehead and nodded in satisfaction. She turned around and gently said to Zhang Muye, "Then I will go back first. Remember to accompany me shopping tomorrow. See you."
After Lu Fei left, Lee Wei returned to the dormitory.
Lee Wei continued to play his guitar and perfect his song. Zhang Muye felt that sitting in front of the computer for a long time hurt his eyes. He might as well sit on the bed and read some psychology books.
Lee Wei, who was next to him, looked a little restless. He played on the bed and put down the guitar. He walked to the window and looked at it, frowning.
He thought for a while at the window and went back to the bed to pick up the guitar. He thought for a while and picked up the song again and looked at it. He still felt unsatisfied after playing it a few times. He shook his head helplessly and turned to put the guitar down.
Zhang Muye saw that Lee Wei was not feeling well and could not help asking, "Did you encounter any problems?"
Lee Wei shook his head. He felt that Zhang Muye did not understand and did not need to tell him. He also felt that since he was his roommate, it was not good for him to act too cold. He said with an indifferent tone, "There's something wrong with the song."
"I think you're quite anxious. That university student singing competition is very important to you, right?" Zhang Muye asked again.
"Very important." Lee Wei answered seriously.
"The college student singing competition is the proper way for professionals to enter the music industry. Look at the big shots in the music industry these years. Their road to fame started from this platform. Since the school gave me this opportunity, I don't want to give it up. "
Stepping onto the road of music had always been Lee Wei's dream. Who would be willing to give up their dream?
Zhang Muye was stunned. He really didn't know that the influence of the university student competition was so great?
No wonder Lee Wei attached so much importance to it. Perhaps Lee Wei had placed all of his dreams on this platform?
Zhang Muye's heart was slightly throbbing. He lifted his head from the bed. "Who made the song for you?"
Lee Wei looked at Zhang Muye in surprise. He found it strange that Zhang Muye was interested in this song. "Senior made it for me."
Zhang Muye casually said, "I think there are some parts of this song that are not handled well. It is not very smooth and has some flaws."
Lee Wei was stunned. He frowned and his face looked a little pale. He was a little unhappy in his heart. He felt that Zhang Muye's words sounded like he didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He used his own superficial knowledge to criticize others' most outstanding aspects, so Lee Wei said,
"This Senior is a PhD student in music, and he is from Capital Music Academy. He has won many national awards. He has a lot of weight in the industry."
These words faintly told Zhang Muye not to be arrogant. You are good at studying, but you dare to criticize a PhD in music?
The so-called "Senior" was just Lee Wei's modest way of addressing it, but the importance of a music professor was much greater.
Even the dean of the College of Music of the Songjiang University, Lee Jun, could not find any major problems with this song. How could a mere Zhang Muye dare to talk about it?! Secretly, Lee Wei couldn't help but secretly despise Zhang Muye, who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Who knew that Zhang Muye didn't know his own limitations and still said, "No matter who made the song, it doesn't matter. There is indeed something wrong with it that I will point out. I think if this song is perfect, it will sound better. "
Doctors could only represent their academic qualifications, but in terms of music, besides learning, they also had to have intelligence, comprehension, and keen talent in the Five Thread Score. Otherwise, there would not be so many grassroots singers who fought back and defeated professionals, and they would become famous in the end.
Seeing Lee Wei's frown deepen, his eyes were filled with shock and shock. He did not know where Zhang Muye got the courage to say such outrageous words. Zhang Muye stretched out his hand. "Can you show me the song he made?"
Lee Wei handed it to Zhang Muye. He wondered if Zhang Muye had any high opinions.
Zhang Muye looked at it seriously, gesturing and gesturing from time to time. He pointed at the score and said, "Here, I don't think it was very well handled with three sounds. Try with five sounds. And here, I heard your lyrics just now... If you change it here, it will be more rhyme." Zhang Muye told him many of the flaws of the song and explained it carefully.