Riding the wind of rebirth

Everyone is quite convinced about this point. In fact, in the university, almost every department has one or two such people.

For example, in the English department, there must be one or two who speak English better than the teacher; in the history department, there must be one or two who are familiar with history; in the computer department, there must be one or two who are more proficient in the system than the teacher.

In addition, everyone now knows that Zhou Zhi was once the number one scholar in the provincial liberal arts, so the surprise is even more subdued.

After that, the topic gradually developed, and more than 20 people formed several small circles, and began to chat about their own things.

At this moment, Hu Rui took out a notebook: "Brother Elbow, please read this piece."

Zhou Zhi took it over, only to find that it was his own song, which had already been composed.

My own lyrics were originally filled in according to the song "Hair Like Snow", but after recomposing the song, even Jay Chou would not be able to recognize it.

But the chorus part Zhou Zhi frowned when he saw the score: "Is this... a high-pitched accent?"

"That's right." Guan Tingting came closer: "The first half of what you said is folk-style, and the second half is ancient. We used the high-pitched Sichuan opera, see if you feel it."

As he spoke, he sang the tune lightly.

"I can't do that." Zhou Zhi took over the playlist: "It has to feel like this. The verse in front of you is too ethnic, so I have to find the feeling of Luo Dayou's "Childhood"..."

As he spoke, he hummed the main song with his own understanding, and when he hummed the chorus "As you once said, the sound of the piano is long, I know I will turn back someday", and asked: "How do you sing this part? Sing Sichuan opera? "

Guan Tingting found that Zhou Zhi's interpretation was indeed better than her own expression, and now she is not so confident: "Me and Ruirui... originally thought so..."

Many songs in the later generations under the banner of ancient styles do like this. Adding a piece of Peking opera singing or chanting into it, you can say that you are ancient, but in fact it is transporting, which has nothing to do with the creation, and it is not advanced at all.

This is actually a kind of laziness, and this kind of laziness is doomed to fail, Zhou Zhi will not allow Guan Tingting to do this.

"It's too extreme, I still have to close it." Zhou Zhi said, "The verse is good, but the chorus, the national style element shouldn't be used like this..."

"What are you doing?" Li Yijia also came over.

"Brother Elbow wrote me a song, and we are discussing how to write the song." Guan Tingting couldn't fit two taels of sesame oil in her stomach, and she had long since left the confidentiality issue that Zhou Zhi had confessed.

Of course, there are also a large group of people here who are pure laymen, so there is no need to worry about leaking secrets.

Zhou Zhi had no choice but to hand over the list to Li Yijia: "Yijia, take a look and give me your thoughts."

"This word is well written." Li Yijia is a dancer, singing and dancing have never been separated, so he reached out and recruited Tong Xiaolin: "Xiaolin, come and see..."

Tong Xiaolin came over and studied the score together with Li Yijia: "Isn't it better to sing Ai Jing's "My 1997" in the previous paragraph?"

"Well, the feeling of Zhang Aijia's "The Price of Love" is also good." Li Yijia said: "The interpretation of the verses of these two songs, I think it is good to sing the first part."

Guan Tingting, Liu Yuchu, Zhao Lexin, and Hu Rui made eye contact with each other, and they all showed surprise.

"The chorus part..." Li Yijia was also dissatisfied with the chorus, she didn't know that it was a traditional Sichuan Opera high-pitched voice: "This style is different from the previous one..."

"If you really want to use it," Tong Xiaolin came up with an idea: "It's better to use it in the transitional part of 'the bustling past three thousand is not tied to the boat, my dream is only in the Mingyue Xiaolou, and the misty rain lingers and I don't want to go'. Rewrite the chorus, style Let’s go back to the style of the previous verse.”

"Yes! It feels completely right now!" Zhou Zhi slapped his hands: "Move the style of the current chorus to those few lines, and switch the chorus back, hahaha, it's completely right!"

"That chorus has to be rewritten." Hu Rui frowned.

"Why don't I try humming one?" Zhou Zhi hummed the parts from "As you said" to "One leaf returns to the boat".

"Huh, it sounds good." Hu Rui said, "Brother Elbow, can you compose music?"

"I don't know, I just thought of it." Zhou Zhi still used the rhythm of Jay Chou's "Hair Like Snow", but the song was changed to another chord, which is completely different from the original song, and it is more suitable for Guan Tingting soprano to sing.

"Then let me remember..." Hu Rui moved forward three sentences from the high-pitched part of the Sichuan opera, and then continued the tune hummed by Zhou Zhi: "The rhythm of the main song also needs to be changed."

This is quite simple, and after the modification, the rhythm of the main song is closer to the folk song, and the singing becomes much more natural and relaxed.

"It's almost there." After Guan Tingting hummed again, she felt impeccable: "Master will definitely be satisfied now!"

"Ruirui is amazing. I thought you could only rock and roll." Zhou Zhi knew that Hu Rui was a veteran when he saw Hu Rui's movements of humming and composing, so he couldn't help but praise her.

"The main song is finalized, and the rest is the soundtrack." Hu Rui paused at the top of the score: "Brother Elbow, what's the name of this song?"

"Let's call it "Old Garden"." Zhou Zhi said with a smile.

Hu Rui wrote the word "Guyuan" on the score, and then wrote "Composer: Zhou Zhi, Hu Rui, Lyricist, Zhou Zhi" on the side.

Then he laughed and said, "It's done!"

"Ruirui helped so much, and Sister Jiajia and Sister Xiaolin, Brother Elbow should treat you!" Guan Tingting applauded: "Congratulations!"

"Ah, why should I treat you? Am I helping you too?"

"Why don't I invite you." Zhao Xing said after hearing the words: "There is a new laser theater in Shengli New Village. I invite everyone to watch a movie."

Zhou Zhi is dumbfounded, doesn't that mean I'm asking you?

"Thank you, Brother Monkey!" Chuanyin's little girls were very happy and had already started cheering.

Zhao Xing looked at Zhou Zhi provocatively and triumphantly, meaning what the hell, do you still dare to say that you are the boss?
This is what Zhou Zhi told Zhao Xing before, that is, Niu Er came out to the outside world in the movie theater, and he and himself kept a low profile in the back.

There were more than 20 people, and three yuan per person was 80 yuan. Monkeys are so generous, so Zhou Zhi couldn't be stingy, so he had to agree to go to Hongqi Xincun, the restaurant he went to at the end of the military training.

The proprietress there is very beautiful, and the senior waiter is enthusiastic. Everyone has a good impression.

All decisions are normal, the only enemy now is the sun in the sky.

But the young man is in the second year of middle school, so Zhou Zhi shouted, "Let's ride faster, not only can we save less time in the sun, but also have the wind!"

So everyone returned to the gate of the park, took their cars and rushed towards Hongqi New Village.