The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 704

Chapter 704: 279 strong collaboration, master-level arrangement (Chapter 1)

The final battle.

Chen Ye led so many people to evacuate from Xiangcheng, the city, now with only a little over a hundred soldiers, had become an empty husk.

Bai Lian arranged for these people to be stationed at the city gates, beating the drums daily, none of the usual procedures were missing, and they even created a fog of illusion regarding the arrival of food and supplies, mixing the false with the true.

The enemy forces didn’t dare to act rashly for the moment.

The sword hanging over one’s head could only be truly understood by those who had experienced it themselves.

“I need some time,” the dean had previously told Bai Lian with ambition, but when it came to his turn, he feared he would mess up the composition.

He hung up the phone.

The dean turned to ask the sound engineer, “Did you get that recording just now?”

The young girl had never seen the dean so meticulous, “I got it, it’s recorded.”

“Go get your teacher,” the dean sat in front of the military drum, put on one side of the headphones, listened to the melody, and tried to record a new drum section, then worked on tuning it.

This time he wanted to add piano, bass, and electric guitar to create an atmosphere.

That’s why the dean wasn’t confident in the song by himself, he planned to ask two more people for their opinions.

The young girl, watching the dean’s serious demeanor, suddenly had a guess—could it be that the great god Bai Jian had released a new song!

She was somewhat excited, although the song just now didn’t quite match Yan Lu’s usual style, but then again, Yan Lu never had a fixed style. Suppressing her excitement, she quickly opened the door to go find her teacher.

Meanwhile, the dean’s phone rang, an old acquaintance asking if he was taking on any new composition projects, “It’s for Teacher Shi, also an old artist, someone from the drama theatre asked me to contact you.”

“Composition?” The dean had little patience for these things now, only saying, “I’m not taking any composition work at the moment.”

After composing for Bai Lian, all other composition work felt flavorless.

The dean found it hard to be interested, he hung up the phone and set it to silent mode.

**

After the song was sent to the dean, Bai Lian’s busy spell of composing came to an end.

She bound the printed papers she had written into a book and walked outside to don her cotton-padded jacket, then stretched out to grab the cloak hanging on the nearby rack, descending the stairs.

It was Wednesday, but already last week Tongfeng had arranged for the students to collectively enter the laboratory, with only one full class in the morning and group activities in Jiang University’s various labs in the afternoon.