Chapter 397: Composing lyrics

The last day of the Midsummer Night Music Festival is the celebration day, the carnival day, and the judges of the West Day as the final day, or came to the Luxembourg Park on time.
Compared to the opening ceremony, there are many colorful decorations in the Luxembourg Park, and a huge stage has been built in the middle that allows everyone in the park to watch it at the same time.
The players who reached the finals were recognized by many audiences during the performance of this half-month, and also received excellent musicians appreciated by experts, and Johnny, a friend of Xiwei who was on the wagon, also entered. The final final day became one of the only eight groups of performers.
Today's Xiwei wears a loose silver-gray casual suit with a black round hat, which is more in line with his music master.
At the jury's table, the other four judges have already taken their seats. Xiwei recognized one of them: "Miss Jelena, you are also the judge of the final day?"
Elena is the noble lady of the Lusalus family who appeared in the blue charm bar in Lyon. She did not expect that she was one of the five judges of this competition.
When Elena saw Xiwei’s first glance, she smiled. She suddenly stood up and led Xiwei to the empty seat of the judge’s Xi Zhengzhong.

Is it a bit inappropriate to sit here?
It is a perfect combination of luxury and exquisiteness after the renovation. It is like a beautiful stage of art. The overall structure must be the design of a master architect.
"This is what the Duke of Rose insisted on!" Elena's seat was on the left hand side of Xiwei. She began to introduce the other three judges to Xiwei, the composers from the Holy Norman Empire, Vienna, from The key players of the Kingdom of Renes also have high-pitched singers from the Kingdom of Itan.
These three have a very high status in their respective music fields, and have sufficient authority to be judges of the most important music festival finals on the continent.
In a magical world, music has also embarked on a different track from the previous world, especially when the music master Sophie gradually changed the bard, an ancient career with a long history, from a pure musician to a one. After the extraordinary power of the professional system, music began to become more appealing.
Xiwei initially agreed with Sophie’s invitation to serve as the judge of the Midsummer Night Music Festival finals, in addition to making the music master, but also because he wanted to observe closely how the bards used this gift from the music master. Their extraordinary power.
Magicians, warlocks, warriors, knights, thieves, monks, priests, all of which have a long tradition of inheritance, but with the end of the original contract, a strong presence that is eager to seal the gods gradually landed on the mainland of Europe. The stage of the storm, then a certain number of corresponding special occupation systems will inevitably be born. The bard is undoubtedly the representative of it. It has great research and reference value.
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As the time for the opening of the final ceremony is getting closer, there are more and more people in the Luxembourg park. The park filled with green plants is flooded by people at this moment, as if the entire king of Pai Li’s citizens are pouring in. Here.

I heard that Mr. Xiwei is a legendary caster?
Before the game started, they had nothing to do with the judges. The other three music masters had a good time, so Jelena and Xiwei chatted.
"It’s just a rumor. I haven’t got the master’s certificate yet!
Xiwei clarified the rumor.
"I always feel that Master Xiwei is unfathomable. It is beyond the limit that I can imagine, whether it is in magic or music!" Elena’s eyes showed a mixture of appreciation, admiration and embarrassment: "You For the songs written by Johnny, each capital is a classic golden song, which can be sung for almost a hundred years. Master Xiwei, I don’t know if you can write a song for me as well! Just one can!"
Elena, a pitiful expression, looked at Xiwei pleadingly.
Xiwei pondered for a moment, and he suddenly raised his head: "I thought of a song!"
The voice just fell, in the eyes of Elena's surprise, Xiwei took out the paper and pen with him and began to compose the score.
Xi Wei’s hand has not stopped, and the lines of the line appear on the white paper, which looks like a geese lined up in a row.
Elena stood by Xiwei and sang in accordance with the melody of the music. This is a brisk song, and the melody is very moving, obviously a popular classic song!
After completing all the scores, Xi Wei wrote a lyric in the gap between the scores, but in three minutes, Xi Wei completed the compilation of a song.
"My name is Elaine, this song is for you, Miss Elena." Xi Wei handed the blank paper in his hand to the handwriting to Jelena.
Elena is undoubtedly the closest to Sufi, the music master. She is young enough to have a powerful bard's unique energy.
Just as Xiwei thought of a song that was very suitable for Elena, she did not hesitate to write and gave it to her. Anyway, Xiwei did not intend to develop in the music field, and did not intend to compete with the music master Sufi for music. The of the gods, these are just entertainment and embellishments in their leisure time.
At this moment, Elena was shot by a red arrow. Her whole person couldn't be excited. Just by name, this song is a master of Xiwei and wrote for himself!
What a rare glory! And this song is really great!
At this moment, Elena has completely sunk into this song, and she refuses to thank Xiwei.
Soon, the music festival was finally opened, and there was no extra link. It was the first finalist to play.
This is a player from the far-flung Effiek mainland on the South Bank of the Golden Sea. His dark complexion is like coal. His best instrument is the drum performance!
The main stage of the finals has been expanded. The music master Sophie is the first note of the Orient continent. She can easily transfer the music or music played by all the participants to any listener in the entire Luxembourg Park. Ears.
The drummer is undoubtedly a soul drummer. He is a player who is devoted to life and soul. Although he is not a bard, his music has touched more than 50,000 listeners throughout the Luxembourg Gardens.
When his performance was over, not only in the stands, in the square, on the pond, in the trees, on the grass, almost all the listeners were cheering and applauding him.
Upon hearing the most enthusiastic praise and encouragement, the black man fell to the floor and kissed the ground under his feet. (To be continued.)