1990: Starting from Baojia Street

The students on the stage were also looking at Zhou Yan at this moment, and their expectant eyes directly made Zhou Yan stand up.

In fact, Zhou Yan couldn't give them much advice. In terms of musical instruments, Zhou Yan only studied bamboo flutes, and other instruments were simply not as good as these students on the stage.

These students have basically practiced one instrument since childhood, and their level is very high, otherwise they would not be able to enter Yangyin.

In terms of music, they played "Solweig's Song", which was the version adapted by Edvard Grieg. There was basically no innovation.

For such a classic piece without innovation, the difference in performances between different orchestras is mainly reflected in the level of the conductor and the level of the musicians. The conductor should not be from the conducting department, because Zhou Yan basically knows all the students in the conducting department.

The level of temporary guest conductors can be imagined, and these students lack orchestra experience and have not practiced together for a long time, so the performance will definitely not be very good.

Of course, the biggest problem with their performance is not only the conductor nor the performers, but the lack of coordination.

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Yan said, "Some of your musical instruments are too strong-willed."

Because Zhou Yan said it too euphemistically, the class monitor didn't quite understand, "Teacher Zhou, can you explain it in detail?"

"I listened for a while, and I can see that your preparations are not enough. Before the symphony orchestra performs, it is very important for all the players to reach a consensus on their understanding. The performance of a piece of music is There is no fixed answer. Each orchestra has different styles and different performance effects. So before you play, you have to determine one thing, and that is what style you want to play this piece of music."

Seeing that the students on the stage were all listening attentively, Zhou Yan raised the volume so that they could all hear clearly, "After reaching an agreement, it is necessary to run in during the action. At this time, command is very important. Since there is a command , then it must be used, and the conductor cannot be treated as a decoration. For example, the violin is completely different from playing as a soloist to playing in an orchestra. The performer cannot feel that the violin has a more important position in the orchestra. Other instruments and parts are all serving themselves. Not cooperating with other instruments and not obeying the conductor's instructions will cause the violin to be too prominent in the performance and affect the overall effect."

In fact, what Zhou Yan said is also a problem that often occurs in ordinary orchestras.

The violin's mellow tone and flexible skills are self-evident, and its position in the symphony orchestra is self-evident. However, often because of this, many violin players have the wrong idea that other instruments are only for the violin. They express themselves too much and let the music Overall imbalance.

In fact, what makes the violin strong is not its solo ability, but its strong complementarity and fusion, which can form a good cooperation with other instruments.

There were four violins in their orchestra. When Zhou Yan said this, he was a little nervous, worried that there was something wrong with him.

Zhou Yan didn't mention the fault. In fact, it wasn't any one violin that had a problem, but that the four violins were not in sync with the whole.

If Zhou Yan came to lead this group, he would definitely have to say a few more words, but these problems cannot be solved in a few words, so he probably clicked and stopped talking.

The squad leader was also very sensible. He thanked Zhou Yan and then went on stage to lead everyone to pack their instruments.

After a while, people from the Piano Youth Orchestra also came over one after another, waiting with Zhou Yan for the stage to be cleaned up.

After the freshmen packed up their instruments, many of them were not in a hurry to leave and sat down in the audience, ready to watch Zhou Yan and the others rehearse. After all, this was also a good opportunity to learn.

When the rehearsal was about to begin, Zhao Muyang came with long hair and sunglasses.

Zhou Yan smiled and waved to him, "Muyang, here."

Many people in the orchestra knew Zhao Muyang, such as Yu Ran and Fang Xiu, who had collaborated with Zhao Muyang before, and they all said hello to him.

"Brother Zhao is here."

"Long time no see, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Muyang waved to them very coolly.

After arriving next to Zhou Yan, Zhao Muyang smiled and said, "What are you rehearsing now?"

"It's just those songs I wrote."

"Is there a performance?"

Zhou Yan nodded, "Well, I will go to Xiangjiang and Taiwan to hold a concert in a while."

"Oh." Zhao Muyang also nodded. He was wearing sunglasses and his expression couldn't be seen.

Zhou Yan smiled and looked Zhao Muyang up and down, "Has your hair grown a little longer recently?"

"Mainly too lazy to cut."

"I'm too lazy to cut my hair, but I don't worry about the trouble of washing my hair." Zhou Yan teased him with a smile, and then asked, "Are you still following those rock bands during this time?"

"Well, the bands have changed a few times, but most of the people are still the same people."

Zhou Yan nodded. The current domestic rock band is like a fire, burning very brightly, but its life cycle is not long, especially those rock bands. They may be established this month and disbanded next month.

Many bands are also formed very hastily. Maybe a few friends get together to drink wine and brag about their talents. They seem to feel the resonance between music and life, and they immediately want to form a band.

And the threshold for this thing is really not high. If you have a lead singer and a guitar, you can dare to form a band. Drummers like Zhao Muyang are rare talents.

Zhou Yan did not comment on rock in front of Zhao Muyang. In the eyes of musicians like Zhou Yan, rock is just a form of music, but Chinese rock is pieced together by rock lovers. In the eyes of many rock fans, rock is The stage performance is greater than the music itself.

Some rock bands have gone into a misunderstanding. They pursue less about the quality of the music itself and more about the "style" of stage performance. Naturally, it is difficult to last long.

Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Give yourself some time to rest and get more exposure to other forms of music so that your thoughts will not become rigid."

Zhao Muyang also laughed, "Didn't I come to you to educate you?"

In fact, Zhou Yan said that he also realized that after performing with different bands and making albums in the past two years, many things were the same, and he felt that he had not improved at all.

There were so many stages and many scenes were very lively, but occasionally when he calmed down and thought about it, he still felt that playing "Memory of the Forbidden City" with Zhou Yan and the others was more impressive.

Although the "Memory of the Forbidden City" stage is not as lively as rock music, it soothes the soul for a long time, like a trickle, and an endless stream.

In fact, Zhao Muyang didn't tell Zhou Yan the truth. He is no longer in any band. Dou Wei disbanded the Dreaming Band some time ago, which made Zhao Muyang a little frustrated. Now he doesn't want to join any band, he just wants to be a professional drummer.

……

While Wang Feng was adjusting his piano, he looked at Zhao Muyang below. He felt that Zhao Muyang looked familiar, so he asked Fang Xiu, "Sister Xiu, who is this person?"

Fang Xiu said with a smile, "Why, you are interested because someone else's hair is longer than yours?"

"Don't keep talking about my hair." Wang Feng muttered.

"I just don't like your long hair."

Fang Xiu always liked to talk about Wang Feng's hair. She had previously said that she wanted to cut off Wang Feng's long hair, which made Wang Feng scared when he saw Fang Xiu sometimes.

"Is he familiar with Senior Brother Zhou Yan? I think you all know him too."

Fang Xiu stopped teasing him and said with a smile, "Aren't you very concerned about rock music? He is Zhao Muyang."

"Zhao Muyang?" Wang Feng was very surprised.

Of course he knew who Zhao Muyang was, he was the number one drummer in the rock circle.

In the rock circle, if someone says that he is the number one in rock music, many people will definitely scold him, but if he says that Zhao Muyang is the number one drummer, not many people will question it.

However, Zhao Muyang rarely shows up, and he has long hair and sunglasses. Nowadays, there are so many people dressed like this on the street that it is impossible to tell who is who.

"How does Senior Brother Zhou Yan know Zhao Muyang?"

In Wang Feng's view, Zhou Yan and rock music are two different worlds, and there should be no overlap.

Fang Xiu explained with a smile, "Last year, senior Zhou Yan performed "Memory of the Forbidden City" in his grade concert. Zhao Muyang was the jazz drummer. We rehearsed together for a long time at that time. But we haven't seen him since then. "

Wang Feng nodded. I see, it makes sense. After all, there are not many people in China who can play jazz drums. It is normal for Brother Zhou Yan to find Zhao Muyang.

Fang Xiu waved her hand in front of him, "Okay, stop looking and get ready, we'll start right away."

"okay."

Today they mainly practice two songs, one is "Awakening" and the other is "Forever Together".

These two pieces of music are not difficult in the first place, and they have been practicing for such a long time, so there is no problem with the results.

After reciting "Awakening" twice, they took a short break. Zhao Muyang took advantage of this opportunity to turn his head and said to Zhou Yan, "This song "Awakening" seems to be different from the original version."

Zhou Yan nodded, "I made some new attempts. I conceived the first violin and the second violin in two parts. In this way, the two groups of violins have clear priorities."

This way of conceiving is actually more classical. Modern music arrangements basically unify the first and second violins into one part.

This orchestra arrangement is also called the European arrangement. In contrast, the violin group is on the left of the conductor, which is the American arrangement. The former is more suitable for classical repertoire and the arrangement is more beautiful, while the latter is more suitable for modern repertoire. .

Zhao Muyang didn't know much about symphony arrangements, but he could probably understand it, and he had just noticed that the two sets of violins on the stage were separated, on the left and right sides of the conductor, probably because of Zhou Yan's arrangement.

In fact, in addition to this, Zhou Yan also improved the performance of the bass part in this piece, making the whole piece more high-spirited and more oppressive.

After rehearsing "Awakening" several times, the instruments of the live performers were readjusted. The two sets of violins were on the left side of the conductor, and the flutes and piccolos in the middle were also moved back, becoming an American arrangement.

"Will these two pieces of music be played in the following concerts?" Zhao Muyang asked.

Zhou Yan nodded, "Yes, we all have to play."

"Then it will be too troublesome to change positions like this."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "No, this version of "Awakening" will only be played in the last one in Xiangjiang, and the other three performances are all arranged in American style. So the last one is a little more troublesome, but it's actually not very troublesome. You Isn’t it pretty cool to see what they changed?”

"Oh, yes."

It can be seen that these band members should change positions frequently, so they are all quite skilled.

……

Two hours later, the rehearsal ended. Wang Feng quickly put away his piano and ran to Zhou Yan and the others.

"Senior Brother Zhou Yan."

Seeing Wang Feng suddenly running in front of him, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

Wang Feng said with a smile, "I want to get to know Brother Zhao Muyang."

Hearing that he wanted to get to know Zhao Muyang, Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Muyang with a smile and introduced, "Muyang, this is my junior brother Wang Feng. He also likes rock music."

"Hello." Zhao Muyang has always been very cool to people he doesn't know.

Wang Feng pushed up his glasses and said, "Brother Zhao, I have listened to most of your songs many times."

Zhao Muyang nodded, "Well, we have time to communicate."

His speaking style was like this, but to Wang Feng's ears, it sounded like he wanted to end the topic.

"Uh..." Wang Feng was not good at finding topics. After holding it in for a long time, he asked, "Has your Dream Band released any new works recently?"

Zhao Muyang twitched the corner of his mouth. The Dreaming Band had disbanded, but the outside world didn't know it yet. Wang Feng's words undoubtedly exposed his scars.

"Not yet."

Zhou Yan was also surprised. He could feel that after Wang Feng asked about the Dream Band, Zhao Muyang's mood suddenly became not good, and he didn't know why.

"Fang Xiu and the others are summarizing. Wang Feng, go and listen."

Wang Feng nodded, "Okay, I'll go over first. Goodbye, Brother Zhou."

"See you."

After Wang Feng left, Zhou Yan didn't ask Zhao Muyang about anything related to the Dream Band, mainly because he didn't care much.

After Fang Xiu, conductor Yue Lin, and the group members had finished summarizing, Zhou Yan called Fang Xiu and Yu Ran and the others, who had met Zhao Muyang before, to go out for a meal together.

If Wang Feng and Zhao Muyang had not met for the first time today and the atmosphere was not very good, Zhou Yan would probably have called Wang Feng as well. Maybe if they had contacted each other earlier, they could have started a band earlier.

Zhou Yan actually still hopes that Wang Feng can focus more on the violin. He has talent and can make a living.

As for Zhao Muyang, Zhou Yan wanted to get him to be the drummer in the symphony orchestra, not to engage in rock music.

But everyone has their own preferences and choices, which are difficult to block. Since you can't block it, it doesn't matter if you give it a push.

……

In the next three days, Zhou Yan, Greenspan, and Sun Qin finished filming the diving and Forbidden City scenes, and spent another day editing the film.

On Wednesday, Zhao Jiping came to Yanjing, and Zhou Yan was going to the factory to hold the final score finalization meeting with him and Chen Kaige.

Their appointment was at nine o'clock. Before Zhou Yan went to Yanjing Factory, he first went to the production office of "The Sixth Sense".

The director's office is already very different from the last time he came. The office has been purchased, and electrical appliances such as computers, televisions, and video recorders have also arrived.

In order to facilitate discussion, the director's office also purchased a set of sofas and coffee tables.

When Zhou Yan arrived, Wang Xiaoshuai was tinkering in front of the computer. He didn't know what he was tinkering with.He had never touched a computer before and couldn't type. He just used his two index fingers to slowly poke at the keyboard.

"What are you tinkering with?"

Wang Xiaoshuai touched his head in embarrassment, "I'm trying to figure out how to type."

"Is it going?"

"I guess I can do it, but it's a little slow."

Zhou Yan leaned over and took a look, only to see that five words had been typed out on the computer: supernatural sixth sense.

"How long have you been typing these words?"

"A few minutes."

Zhou Yan curled his lips, it was slow enough, but it was a good thing that Wang Xiaoshuai was willing to learn. After all, the computer is a production tool that can greatly improve efficiency, and it will definitely be beneficial to learn it.

"Are you typing fast?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked.

"good."

"How about you show me a demonstration?" Wang Xiaoshuai tilted his butt and made way for Zhou Yan.

"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded, bent down and typed a line of words on the keyboard: Typing is that simple.

Due to the limitations of the input method, Zhou Yan's typing speed was greatly slowed down, but in Wang Xiaoshuai's eyes, this speed was already considered a magical skill.

"Are you so fast? How did you practice? Is it because you can play the piano that it is especially easy to practice typing?"

"That's not the case. If you practice hard, you can reach my speed in a few days."

Wang Xiaoshuai curled his lips and said, "I feel like you are coaxing me."

"You will know after you practice." Zhou Yan smiled, "You continue to practice, I will go to the office next to you to take a look."

The two offices next to it are almost ready, with tables, chairs and benches set up, but there are no computers or other electronic equipment.

After reading it, Zhou Yan said hello to Wang Xiaoshuai and then went to Yanjing Factory.

When he arrived at the factory, Zhou Yan went directly to the editing building. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw Wang Jun walking from the east end of the corridor. He smiled and said hello, "Sister Wang."

"Let's have a finalization meeting for the soundtrack of "Farewell My Concubine". Chen Kaige and the others are already in the screening room."

"Well, I'll go now."

"Don't worry, let me ask you something." When he said this, Wang Junzheng looked around specifically.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yan was a little surprised. What did she want to tell him?
After the two got closer, Wang Junzheng asked in a low voice, "Didn't you have some beef with Teng Wenji from Chang'an Factory?"

Zhou Yan frowned, "Sister Wang, why do you suddenly ask that?"

"There was a director exchange meeting two days ago, held here in Yanjing. The attendees were directors from our factory, Changchun factory and Chang'an factory. Someone mentioned your "The Piano Boy Who Wants to Fly" at the meeting. Teng Wenji expressed I had some opinions of my own.”

Wang Jun was saying this, and what Teng Wenji said was definitely not a good thing.

"What did he say?" Zhou Yan asked.

"I didn't say anything else. I just said that the movie has no depth and the details are rough. Our exchange meeting this time has nothing to do with your movie. It was just that someone mentioned it casually during the chat and he suddenly provoked it. I felt it was quite abnormal. "Yes, so I'm asking if there is any quarrel between you and him." Zhou Yan and Teng Wenji are not familiar with each other, but it is possible that there is a quarrel between you and him.

Li Jiehan, who was taken away by Zhou Yan when he was in the Qiao Family Courtyard, was Teng Wenji's disciple.

This is the young one, but the old one?

But Zhou Yan also couldn't figure it out. Could Teng Wenji cause trouble for him because of something like Li Jiehan?
Of course, a few innocuous comments behind his back would have no impact on Zhou Yan.

"Well, I had some unpleasantness with his student Li Jiehan before. Maybe it was because of this. I'm not particularly sure."

Wang Junzheng nodded, "That's all I want to tell you, as long as you know it."

"Thank you, Sister Wang." Zhou Yan said gratefully.

Wang Jun was waving his hands, "It's okay. Don't be affected by his words. It's okay. My eldest sister still thinks highly of you."

"Don't worry, sister, I won't be affected by such words."

"Well, that's good." Wang Junzheng smiled.

In fact, when Teng Wenji said that that day, Wang Junzheng expressed a different opinion on the spot and praised "The Piano Boy Who Wants to Fly", but she did not tell Zhou Yan because she was not ready to claim credit in front of Zhou Yan.

Others may care about Teng Wenji's face, but Wang Junzheng doesn't care at all. She and Teng Wenji are directors of the same generation, and she has a straightforward personality and says whatever she has to say.

After separating from Wang Junzheng, Zhou Yan didn't take Teng Wenji's matter to heart. It was useless for him to worry about such things, but he still kept an eye on it. If he encountered any trouble in the future, he might think of it immediately. Teng Wenji and Li Jiehan.

In the screening room, Chen Kaige was taking Zhao Jiping to watch the film "Farewell My Concubine". Now, except for the soundtrack, the rest of the film has basically been completed.

They didn't just watch it, there was a cassette player nearby, and every time they saw a section, a pre-made soundtrack was played.

Zhao Jiping was very happy to see Zhou Yan. He shook hands and patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder.

"Zhou Yan, you've been working really hard during this time."

Chen Kaige also smiled and said, "Zhou Yan, when you weren't here, Master Zhao was always praising you."

"Haha, I am also seeking my position and doing what I should do." Zhou Yan smiled and asked, "Where did you see it?"

"I only watched about ten minutes of the film. You came just in time. Let's watch it together."

Zhou Yan nodded, and they sat down directly to continue watching the movie without exchanging pleasantries.

Because the soundtrack has been written in advance, when they watch the film, they only need to discuss whether the music is suitable and whether it needs to be deleted or modified.

There must be some modifications, because they used to write the music based on the fragments, and now that the entire movie is cut, some parts may not be suitable. However, even if the modifications are made, they will be small-scale and just make some fine-tuning.

It took the three of them a whole morning to watch the film, and then Zhou Yan and Zhao Jiping conducted further discussions based on the problems they encountered during the viewing process. Finally, they divided the work a second time and each completed the revision of their own part.

The matter was not that complicated. In one day, Zhou Yan and Zhao Jiping worked until about eight o'clock in the evening and corrected most of the problems.

In the end, it was Chen Kaige who couldn't bear it any longer.

"Let's stop here today, and we'll continue tomorrow. In fact, it's basically no problem."

Zhao Jiping also nodded, "Well, if we have another morning tomorrow, we should be able to finalize everything."

Chen Kaige looked at the sky outside and then at his watch, "Actually, I planned to finish at meal time. Seeing that you were so serious, I didn't bother you. There must be no food in the cafeteria now. I'll take you there." Find a place to eat outside.”

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Go to my house and I'll ask someone to make some."

Chen Kaige didn't give in, "Then I won't be polite to you."

"You're not a polite person either."

Then Zhou Yan called a restaurant near his home and asked them to prepare some food and deliver it to the courtyard in a while.

Not long after Zhou Yan and the others arrived at the courtyard, the food had been delivered.

They didn't eat much at noon and stayed up until now. The three of them were already very hungry. Looking at the steaming meal, the three of them moved their index fingers.

Chen Kaige couldn't help but look at the cabinet in the living room.

Before he could speak, Zhou Yan took out two bottles of Maotai from the cabinet. After all, this was Zhao Jiping's first time visiting his home, so he naturally wanted to get Zhao Jiping some good wine.

Chen Kaige was not polite at all, he directly turned against the guests, took the bottle and started pouring wine.

When it comes to drinking, Chen Kaige is a true love.

Zhao Jiping rubbed his hands and said, "It's really cold today."

Chen Kaige poured the wine and said, "It's not cold today. It's the warmest in the past few days. But Master Zhao, you come from Chang'an, so naturally it feels colder here."

Zhou Yan nodded. Today was indeed the warmest in Yanjing in the past few days. It was even a little abnormally warm.

After the wine was poured, Chen Kaige shared a cup with each of Zhou Yan and the others, then he raised the cup and said with a smile, "Master Zhao, then I will borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and use this cup of wine to welcome you."

Zhao Jiping also picked up the wine glass, "Don't toast anyone, let's drink together."

After a glass of wine, the bodies of the three of them warmed up. Zhou Yan hurriedly took a bite of the food. He really couldn't drink without eating the food. Chen Kaige was busy pouring them a second glass of wine.

As soon as Zhou Yan had eaten a piece of meat, Zhao Jiping picked up the wine glass again and said, "Kaige, I suggest that we both toast Zhou Yan to thank him for his hospitality."

"no problem."

I drank the second cup again.

When Zhou Yan took his second bite, Chen Kaige picked up the wine glass again and said, "This glass is for me, as the director, to thank the two soundtrack directors for their contribution to our movie. Thank you very much."

After that, he raised his head and started doing it. Naturally, Zhou Yan and Zhao Jiping couldn't fall behind.

Just like that, without saying a few words or eating a few bites of food, they had already finished three glasses of wine. They used small cups, one glass cost seven yuan, and three glasses cost more than [-] yuan.

Even though Zhou Yan had a good drinker, it was a bit hard to drink two ounces of alcohol on an empty stomach.

However, Chen Kaige was not in a hurry to attack at this time, and began to chat about movies. The three of them ate, chatted and drank, and the rhythm slowly slowed down.

Regarding "Farewell My Concubine", Chen Kaige is very confident and very anxious. He is anxious for the movie to be released to the public as soon as possible, and he is anxious to let everyone know how powerful he is.

After three drinks, Chen Kaige suddenly asked Zhou Yan, "Are you familiar with director Teng Wenji from Chang'an Factory?"

As soon as Zhou Yan heard Chen Kaige talking about Teng Wenji, he knew that Chen Kaige was probably present at the exchange meeting Wang Junzheng was talking about, otherwise he would not have suddenly mentioned it.

"You're not familiar with me, I've seen you before at Chang'an Factory. What's wrong?"

Chen Kaige smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just met Director Teng a few days ago. I thought that you had stayed in Chang'an Factory for a while before, and maybe you knew him, Director Teng, so I asked him."

Zhao Jiping burped, and he didn't know whether it was a wine burp or a full burp. He smiled and said, "Zhou Yan has acquaintances everywhere, Chang'an Factory can be regarded as half of his family, and we are familiar with him from top to bottom. The last time I went to the editing workshop of Chang'an Factory, Director Yang asked me how Zhou Yan was doing."

"No, it's the same here at Yanjing Factory. Some people are more familiar with him than me. To be honest, I'm a little jealous."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated."

Zhao Jiping waved his hand, "It's not an exaggeration at all. Especially the little girl from Chang'an Factory has a very good impression of you."

"Yes, he just wants to please little girls."

"It's normal to like him. If I were a girl in my early twenties, I would definitely like him too."

"As you know, the screenwriter of our movie, Li Bihua, Master Zhao, also has a very good impression of Zhou Yan. She quarrels with me every day, but she always smiles when talking to Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan twitched the corner of his mouth. The more the two people talked, the more serious they became, and even Li Bihua was involved.

"Come on, come on, stop talking about that, let's drink." Zhou Yan could only stop their mouths with wine.

……

In the second half, Zhou Yan's condition improved and he began to speed up the pace. In a short while, he knocked down Zhao Jiping, and Chen Kaige was almost there.

Because there was still something to do tomorrow, when Zhao Jiping couldn't support it anymore, Chen Kaige also stopped and retreated.

"I have to go back. We'll see you in the factory tomorrow. Master Zhao, don't leave at night. Just rest here."

With that said, Chen Kaige got up, took his clothes and walked out.

But when he opened the door, he saw a vast expanse of white outside.

Chen Kaige looked at the white yard under the lights, rubbed his eyes, and finally exclaimed, "It's snowing."

Zhou Yan also ran out to see, and it was actually snowing.

"It's snowing a lot, so don't leave tonight. Just spend the night with Master Zhao in my guest room."

Chen Kaige saw a layer of snow on the ground and knew that it was really inconvenient to go home right now, so he nodded, "Okay."

When he returned to the table, Chen Kaige poured himself another glass of wine, "Since we're not leaving, let's have two more drinks."

"..."

The next morning, while Zhou Yan was still in bed, he heard the sound of a piano coming from outside. The music might be an improvisation, sometimes passionate and sometimes soothing and sentimental.

Zhou Yan put on his coat and went to the piano room, where he saw Zhao Jiping sitting on the piano bench playing the piano selflessly.

After he finished playing, Zhou Yan applauded.

Zhao Jiping smiled and said, "Seeing that the piano was good, I started playing it with my itchy hands."

"Is it impromptu?"

"Well, it sounds very casual."

"It fits the occasion." Zhou Yan smiled, took out the violin again, and played the song Zhao Jiping just played again, "With the violin, the effect is much better."

Zhao Jiping was not surprised at all that Zhou Yan could play it after just one listen. This only meant that Zhou Yan had a good ear and a good memory, and the piece he just played casually was also simple.

After finishing Zhao Jiping's section, Zhou Yan played another section.

The chord pattern of this section he played happened to be connected with Zhao Jiping's section, but the content of the performance was completely different.

If Zhao Jiping's paragraph expresses the speed and slowness of snow, then the paragraph followed by Zhou Yan has a feeling of snow falling quickly and clearing up, as if there is a ray of sunshine shining on the snow, and then the snow slowly melts, and the earth slowly melts. Slow recovery.

Feeling the emotion of the music, Zhao Jiping couldn't help but put his hands on the keys and played a set of triplets.

Zhou Yan understood what he meant, and responded to this set of triplets with a brisk melody. After that, the two played and played, as if in a dialogue, back and forth, and finally the music reached a climax.

At the end of the song, both Zhou Yan and Zhao Jiping laughed. The ability to complete improvisation that fit so well was due to their strong sense of music.

This is the advantage of having a strong sense of music. Even if it is a piece that you have never heard before, you can roughly predict what kind of harmony and melody it will be based on the parts you have heard. You can even know where it should be strong and where it should be based on your feelings. It should be weak, where is the accent.

Of course, it’s not just about their strong sense of music, but also because both of them have rich experience.

Although it is improvisation, it is not a random creation and there are rules to follow.

Zhao Jiping said with a smile, "This is your piano, please give it a name."

Zhou Yan also laughed, "I'm not good at naming names, and you started this song, so you should do it."

Zhao Jiping thought for a while and said, "It's called "Early Morning, First Snow, Red Sun." What do you think?"

Zhou Yan felt that this name was really trouble-free, but it was still relevant, so he smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"Okay, let's call it that, and now we'll write down the score."

"Okay, I'll take note of the back, and you take note of the front."

Zhou Yan found a pen and staff, and started notating music with Zhao Jiping.

As soon as they started writing, Chen Kaige came over, rubbing his hair, "You guys have been playing the piano so early in the morning."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Wake up."

"I can't do it until I wake up. The music you play is fast and slow sometimes, which is very annoying." Chen Kaige yawned and saw Zhou Yan's clothes again, "You are still young and in good health. It's not cold at all."

He didn't say it was okay, but Zhou Yan started to tremble when he said that, and quickly put on his coat and went back to the house to get dressed.

……

By the time he came back after changing his clothes, Chen Kaige already knew that they had improvised a song, so he told them to move their morning work to the afternoon and let them write the score of the new song in the morning.

Then Chen Kaige went back first.

After Chen Kaige left, Zhou Yan was not in a hurry. He went to buy some breakfast and wrote with Zhao Jiping while eating.

After the score was finished, the two took the score and started discussing whether there was anything to modify.

By noon, when the score was almost ready, Zhou Yan said with a smile, "I will arrange the music again later and let our orchestra play it."

Zhao Jiping knew about Zhou Yan's involvement in the band. After all, his son was in Zhou Yan's class and he had already told him about it.

“I wrote it and the orchestra played it, which is great.”

"The music is not in vain. If there is a public performance in the future, I will pay part of the fee or buy it out directly."

Zhao Jiping smiled and waved his hand, "Talk about money..."

"We have to talk about money. If we don't talk about it, it won't look right. Teacher Zhao, just listen to me on this matter."

Seeing Zhou Yan's determination, Zhao Jiping didn't say anything else, and he didn't think how much he could charge for this piece of music.

Zhou Yan looked at the score, and then thought of something. He smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, I have a job that I want to ask you for help. I wonder if you have time."

"What kind of work?"

"There is a movie. I am the screenwriter and the director is Wu Ziniu. I want to give you the soundtrack for this movie."

Zhao Jiping was slightly surprised to hear that Zhou Yan was the screenwriter. After all, Zhou Yan had even made movies, so being a screenwriter didn't seem to matter.

"Why don't you do it yourself? Since it's your script, it would be more appropriate for you to do the soundtrack yourself."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "I actually have a movie to shoot, and I will definitely be too busy by then. If I can ask you to do this movie, I would be relieved."

"When will the movie be shot?"

"Next spring."

Zhao Jiping pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "No problem, I'll take over the job."

"Don't you read the script?"

"It's okay. Why am I worried about your work?"

In fact, it was not only because of Zhou Yan, but also because of Wu Ziniu. If these two people were together, the things they would come up with would definitely be good, so he had nothing to worry about.

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Well, after the "Farewell My Concubine" thing is over, I will show you the script and talk about the remuneration by the way."

"OK, no problem."

In the afternoon, the two went to Yanjing Factory and worked with Chen Kaige to finalize the soundtrack. The next step was to record and then edit it into the film.

Taking advantage of the time in the evening, Zhou Yan took Zhao Jiping to read the script of "Tree Hole" and set a salary of [-] for him.

In Zhou Yan's opinion, the price was definitely not high, but it shocked Zhao Jiping. Compared with the music he had given to other people, the price had increased a lot. (End of chapter)