I really don't want to be red

Chapter 79 Aria

The group quickly entered the small theater.

Inside is a small stage with simple decorations, and there are more than a dozen students in the accompaniment seat sitting there.

When they saw everyone coming in, they stood up and greeted them.

There were dozens of students in the audience.

Chang Shu glanced at him and said nothing. The more people, the better. These are all pressures.

The more people there are, the more people will lose. Even if he doesn't say anything, An Ran has no face to stay here.

Zhu Changan smiled and said, "There are so many people here, why are you all here?"

A student in the auditorium replied with a smile, "The director called for an accompaniment, so there is someone to perform. Let's watch the performance."

Uh-huh!

Zhu Changan nodded, this matter has nothing to say.

The students love to join in the fun, which is understandable.

As for what An Ran thought, it had nothing to do with him.

When An Ran, Lin Jianing and others walked in, the students' attention was first focused on Lin Jianing.

No way, the flower of the academy is so dazzling when it goes there.

Although he is in his early thirties, no matter how he looks or temperament, no teacher can compare.

Even those students who are in their youth are no prettier than her.

"Hey, who is that guy?"

"I don't know. It's rare to see Teacher Lin get so close to others, especially men."

"Damn it, the goddess in my heart doesn't belong to her."

"With you, I can only stare... People have specified that they don't like little kids!"

"Grass, that man is not much older than us."

Then everyone watched An Ran.

A girl said, "That person looks familiar to me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Chang Shu say, "Be quiet."

Everyone fell silent for a while.

When Gu Yuankai and the others were all seated in the front row, Chang Shu said to An Ran, "Are you ready?"

An Ran nodded and said, "Start work anytime!"

Zhu Changan said, "Wait a minute, what about the tune? If you don't give the tune, how will these students play it?"

"Forget about it!"

An Ran said to the students in the stands, "Everyone, who brought a pen and paper? Lend me to use it."

"I brought it!" A girl with a ponytail said immediately.

After speaking, he stood up, took out the pen and paper, and walked towards An Ran.

When he got to the front, just as he handed the pen and paper to An Ran, the girl suddenly screamed.

The teachers and other students present were shocked.

What's wrong?
Why did it suddenly call.

"You are An Ran, you are An Ran... teacher who wrote "Big Fish"?" the girl said in surprise.

An Ran nodded and smiled, "That's right, it's me."

"Fuck, how could it be An Ran?"

"No, our school invited An Ran?"

"Not kidding!"

An Ran's name has already spread on the Internet, and of course the spread is not as good as those of the popular little fresh meat.

However, there are already more than 500 million Weibo fans these days, which is a proper Internet celebrity.

But these people in the Conservatory of Music have different concerns. They like stars because of their age, but they also like the producers behind them because of their professionalism.

The lyrics and music are well written, and they are also talented. Besides, An Ran has such a set of skills, which is quite in line with their appetite.

That girl is his fan, I didn't dare to be too sure at first.

When he got closer, he called out immediately.

The students watching below were both excited and shocked, all stood up and wanted to come over and have a word with An Ran.

Those department heads were stunned.

Looking at each other, did not expect this An Ran to be so popular?
Especially Chang Shu, who is very incomprehensible to the tastes of today's young people.

You just say you like other stars, an internet troll, why are you so excited.

Chang Shu stood up, frowned and said, "Be quiet."

After all, he is also the head of the department, and he has an old qualification in the Conservatory of Music, so there is still some majesty.

With this shout, he suppressed the scene.

But the students at the bottom still couldn't hide their excitement and kept whispering there.

An Ran said to the girl, "Thank you."

The girls went down happily.

Then An Ran found a seat and sat down, writing quickly.

"Brush brush..."

In less than 5 minutes, the song was written.

An Ran stood up and said, "Okay."

Zhu Changan took it and looked at it first.

I couldn't help but say "Fuck"!
He didn't look at the song carefully, and he didn't think An Ran could write a good song.

But this song is marked in enough detail.

When to hit the timpani, when to hit the triangle, and when to add the pipe bell, the writing is clear and clear.

These are all percussion instruments.

There are also various string and wind instruments below.

Violin, clarinet, oboe, flute, and piccolo are all available.

At first glance, it is clear.

According to what he wrote, a dozen people would not be enough.

Completely according to the standard of the official performance.

Fortunately, it is a solo performance now, and the requirements are not too strict, and these people can make do with it.

Just looking at what An Ran wrote, Zhu Changan had already concluded that An Ran knew something about opera.

I don't know how deep it is, but on the surface, it is already better than most of the opera students in the college.

And there was something terrifying to him.

If this guy is original, then so many instruments... he can?

That must be too scary, isn't it?
"Old Zhu, hurry up, I have something else to do later." Chang Shu urged behind.

"Okay, let's start!"

Chang Shu's reminder, Zhu Changan didn't read the score carefully.

However, he read the song title, "Love is like a free bird", it looks more professional.

Zhu Changan kept muttering in his heart, this seemed to be an aria.

Arias are solo pieces in opera, more emotional and more difficult to sing.

From this point of view, this guy should be better than most of the opera teachers in the academy.

He handed the tune to the accompaniment students to transcribe.

With a forehead question, he sat in the seat.

Chang Shu saw that An Ran was whispering to Lin Jianing on the side, touched her arms, and whispered, "What's the matter? Is the song written so badly that you can't bear to look directly."

"rotten?"

Zhu Changan glanced at him, and then said: "I haven't read much about whether the music is good or not, but it's just an aria, and this time I really have to tell you, I guess 80.00% of your teachers... are not as good as him .”

"Ok?"

Chang Shu was a little surprised.

Rating so high?
"Why don't I believe it!" Chang Shu leaned back on his chair and said, "No one in China can write an opera. I doubt if he is just making it up."

Zhu Changan shook his head and said nothing.

He was standing on Changshu's side in front of him, and he was already shaken by this time.

Even with careful thought, even if An Ran's aria was badly written and sung, he had no knowledge of orchestral music, otherwise he would not have been able to label it so clearly.

Or... ask him later, do you want to come to the orchestra department?
(End of this chapter)