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Three hundred and thirty-two, lift the coffin! Bury it! (Please~(2/3)

“Hehehe…”

Li Wenyin laughed more and more thief, and Chen Donglin even felt goosebumps on his body.

"Then guess...what is this for?"

"...You can't be the end of your life!"

Chen Donglin rolled his eyes and threw away the unrealistic idea in his mind.

I think it should be a farewell to international friends.

Eh?!

No!

We are TM guests!

What is this kid doing?!

A very bad feeling suddenly spread from Chen Donglin's heart.

really!

"Actually, I wanted to call it "Astronomia" at the beginning, which means astronomia. Originally, I wanted to make an electronic music song. I wanted to be in the quiet and boundless space, and it seemed like a meteor passing by and a meteor collided."

Li Wenyin smiled so poorly that she said in a low voice.

"Later, I felt that the melody of ups and downs was more appropriate to describe carrying a coffin. You see, it was like that... The coffin went up and downs, which metaphorized the ups and downs of life! And the arrangement of folk music has a very tragic atmosphere! So I want to call it "The Coffin and the Craft"..."

Li Wenyin muttered in Chen Donglin's ears in a low voice

"Later, I thought about it and still couldn't be so straightforward. At least I had to give my international friends some face, so..."

"puff!!"

Chen Donglin's face became more and more strange, and he immediately turned red and couldn't help laughing.

"You guy is so bad!"

"Where did I break it!"

Hearing this, Li Wenyin seemed to have been greatly insulted and almost jumped.

"Look, today's performance has war, iron blood, and iron horses! Even the Great Compassion Curse has the salvation! We are responsible for killing and reliance, and we cannot ignore burial!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Chen Donglin was no longer calm and wise, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

Anyway, there are no one else around and they don't speak loudly.

At the beginning, Chen Donglin really didn't think about it.

There are so many symphonys on the theme of war!

Moreover, ancient music and Buddhist sounds are very common!

The previous arrangement is obviously reasonable.

Why does it become a one-stop killing, a sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the sacrificial and burying the

"What's wrong. You should bury it first and then salvation. Why is the order in reverse?"

Chen Donglin suddenly had a kind of soul-stubborn question.

Li Wenyin rolled her eyes.

"Hi! Can you still dig graves on the spot in the war?! Isn't this a matter of rushing to power! Let's talk about it first... Otherwise, it will be haunted at night, right? The soldiers have worked hard and have to have a good sleep..."

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing Chen Donglin laughing so much that he was out of breath, Li Wenyin spread his hands innocently.

"Yes, if it weren't for this classical concert, I even wanted to have an electronic music session, a grave dancer! I heard that grave dancer helps digestion... Cough cough! It helps to summon souls!"

"Hahahahaha!"

If someone familiar with Chen Donglin was there at this time, he would definitely have widened his eyes and could not believe it at all.

Chen Donglin, who has always been cunning, calm and wise, and has a proper manner of words and deeds, actually laughs wildly without regard for his image.

After laughing twice, Chen Donglin stopped his face.

"Don't do this next time! If you are discovered, can you still have good fruits to eat?!"

"cut!"

Li Wenyin pouted.

"What are you afraid of? I'm just a musician, right? I think my arrangement is reasonable and there is no metaphor at all. Don't over-interpret it! There is no reading comprehension in it! It's all your own imagination, I don't know anything. I am a serious musician, and I can only do serious choreography!"

Chen Donglin was stunned.

A trace of absurdity appeared on his face.

It seems that this is indeed the case.

Li Wenyin didn't say it, but she didn't really think about it in this regard.

Although Li Wenyin said this, Chen Donglin's suspicious gaze couldn't help but keep looking at Li Wenyin.

I suspect you little boy is lying to me, but I really have no evidence.

Because I don't know the quintessor...

"Tsk! You don't believe it yet?"

Li Wenyin seemed to be really anxious, raised three fingers and said with a righteous intent.

"I swear to Queen Victoria that there is absolutely no deep meaning. I just simply arranged a set of more appropriate songs!!"

“…”

Chen Donglin rolled his eyes and couldn't help but mutter.

"Anyway, you are a musician, so you know what you think."

Cultural people are different.

Too bad!

Li Wenyin's operation was like a cultural person who wrote three big characters "Gan Lin Niang" on paper and gave them to a person who could not recognize big characters. Not only did he thank him, but he also praised him for writing well.

Are you frustrated or not?!

Chen Donglin's face became more and more weird.

Especially this group of musicians.

Even if you use notes to scold me on the stave, if you don’t say it, these people who don’t understand may never be able to understand this in their life.

Li Wenyin smiled.

I couldn't help but have a sudden whim.

Maybe you can really write Chinese characters on the music score to curse people.

......

for example......

The first section of the first line, single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single-tone single

It just happens to be the word "英英".

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!

The first section of the second line is five tones, three tones, three tones, three tones, five tones.

Oh? Isn't this enough?

duang~ rub ~duang~~

The first section of the third line is simpler, just place a chord in the middle of a single note.

Let's have another simple ten.

Dadaduang~ Dada

Perfect.

The word "you" in the latter part seems a bit difficult and needs to be pondered.

......

While the two talked, the last song of the whole party was about to be played.

"Holding a coffin"...

As Professor Wang Xuemin raised his baton, the gentle and mellow flute also played.

The string music followed and chanted for a long time.

The slightly vicissitudes of the cave flute seemed to be like a palace burial, with thick soil covering her body!
To be continued...
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