1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Chapter 5 gives you a little literary shock
Zhou Yan didn't know what the two of them were thinking at this time. He continued, "When it comes to auditory narrative, we naturally have to mention auditory space. Before discussing auditory space, we must first talk about listening. Listening and observation are opposite. , the latter points to vision, and the former points to hearing, indicating the ability of people to mobilize their hearing to capture sounds, figure out and respond. Therefore, the auditory space is constructed by narrating the occurrence of sounds and a series of activities performed by the characters after hearing the sounds. …”

Such a professional statement not only surprised Su Tong, an expert, but also Zhao Jiping, an outsider, was extremely shocked.

Zhao Jiping had never heard of the word "listen" before, but after Zhou Yan explained it, he immediately understood it. If Zhou Yan was a student of the Chinese Department, Zhao Jiping would not be too surprised. At best, he felt that this student's expressive ability was pretty good. .

But Zhou Yan is a student of the Composition Department of Yangyin University. Why is he so familiar with literary theory?This kind of thing is not something you can understand just by reading. Zhao Jiping himself also likes to read novels, but he doesn't understand any of this literary theory knowledge.

Su Tong graduated from the Chinese Department of Yan Normal University. He has analyzed the works of many people, but he has never analyzed his own work. After the publication of "Wives and Concubines", some people did comment on this novel, but mentioned This was the first time Su Tong saw him in the auditory space, so he was quite curious.

"Zhou Yan, continue talking."

Zhou Yan nodded and continued: "In the novel, the garden is a very typical auditory space. The room where Songlian lives is only separated from the garden by a wall, so she can listen to all the sounds in the garden. Listening to the garden for the first time , Songlian was happy but confused. At this time, what he heard was the chirping of cicadas on the branches and leaves of the wisteria. The second time he listened..."

Regarding the plot in the novel, Zhou Yan knew it by heart and picked it up at his fingertips.

Even Su Tong, the original author, had to hold his forehead and think about some of the things mentioned by Zhou Yan for a long time before he could confirm that he had indeed written them in the novel.

At this time, the conversation completely entered Zhou Yan's rhythm.

Finally entering his home court, Zhou Yan became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. After talking about the auditory space, he began to analyze some details in detail, "Let's talk about the action of knocking. Knocking is inevitably accompanied by the production of sound. Foucault regarded space as the source of power." As a carrier, tight confinement has become a hodgepodge of various abuses of power. The power relationship between characters is different, and the listener's reaction to the knock on the door is naturally different..."

When he heard this, Su Tong had already confirmed Zhou Yan's professionalism. If Zhao Jiping hadn't been here, he would have doubted Zhou Yan's identity as a Yangyin student.Even if Zhou Yan told Su Tong now that he was not a student of Yangyin but a student of the Chinese Department of Yan Normal University, Su Tong would not doubt it.

Zhao Jiping was full of doubts. He didn't understand why Zhou Yan was so slow in music but so amazing in literature.

He couldn't understand the reason, but there were some changes in his mind about the choice of assistant composer. Before, he would choose Liang Xiwen without hesitation, but now he gradually favored Zhou Yan.

In fact, this job does not require high musical accomplishment, but sensitivity to details. After all, Zhao Jiping still does the final soundtrack work himself. Most of the assistants only do some on-site recording work, but Zhou Yan’s observation of details is already there. An amazing point.

Then again, Zhou Yan also studied at Yangyin for two and a half years, so how could his basic functions be so bad?My poor performance before was probably due to nervousness, or maybe it was because I hadn’t been exposed to music for a while and was a bit unfamiliar.

Well, even if Zhou Yan's musical foundation is really bad, Zhao Jiping still wants to keep Zhou Yan. At worst, he will find a helper for Zhou Yan who has a good musical foundation later.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Jiping said to Su Tong with a smile, "Teacher Su Tong, let me give you a formal introduction. Director Shi Wanchun of Zhou Yanyang Music recommended him to be my soundtrack assistant. In the future, the soundtrack work of "Concubines" will be done by He was on hand to coordinate.”

Su Tong showed a surprised expression, "I see, no wonder Zhou Yan has done so much research on the auditory space in novels. Now I am more and more confident in the soundtrack of the movie. With Zhou Yan assisting Teacher Zhao, the soundtrack of this movie is very satisfying. People are looking forward to it." Zhao Jiping smiled and looked at Zhou Yan again, "Zhou Yan, if you have anything to do today, go back first. I will tell you about the specific details of going to the crew later."

Zhou Yan blinked his eyes. He knew that Zhao Jiping probably had something to talk to Su Tong, so his words were a farewell, but it also revealed a meaning, that is, he was definitely hired as a soundtrack assistant.

Although he wanted to talk to Zhao Jiping about this matter again, Zhou Yan also knew that the occasion was not right, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I'll wait for your letter. Teacher Su Tong, please tell Teacher Zhao here that there are still some problems in our school." It’s a matter of course, so I’ll excuse you now.”

Su Tong responded with a smile, "It's okay, go ahead and get busy. Since you are the soundtrack assistant for "Wives and Concubines", there will definitely be opportunities to meet in the future. Let's talk next time."

After coming out of Zhao Jiping's yard, Zhou Yan walked slowly in the alley. He didn't expect that in a twist of events, he would eventually get a job as a soundtrack assistant with his solid literary theory skills.

It's like applying for a job as a chef in a hotel. The boss doesn't like the food you cook, but you get hired because you can sing.

Although Zhou Yan was worried at first that he was not qualified, it seems that it is not a big problem now. The job is not as difficult as he imagined.

And whether he could work on a film set or if he really wanted to stay in school, he didn't know where to go.I just don’t know how much money he can get from the job of a music assistant. He is indeed having a good time at school, but there will always be money to spend in the future.

Moreover, Zhou Yan has always been insecure. There is no money in this pocket, and his sense of security has dropped by half.

It was quite interesting for Zhou Yan to meet Su Tong today. This can be regarded as a benefit of time travel. He is a middle school teacher, barely a small writer. He has published "masterpieces" in many second-rate literary magazines. The most glorious work in his life before was At that time, I published a poem in "Poetry Magazine", but later on, "Poetry Magazine" declined and it was not as good as before.

Wandering out of the alley, Zhou Yan first smelled the strong aroma of mutton soup, and then heard a growl of protest from his stomach. He came early in the morning and only ate a tea egg pad leftover from last night. one time.

I glanced at the place where the mutton soup came from a distance. It was a small mutton soup restaurant. During the meal, the restaurant was already full, and people sitting in front of the store were sitting on mats and drinking mutton from big bowls. Soup for guests.

Seeing such a scene, it goes without saying that the mutton soup in this restaurant must be delicious.

Unfortunately, although the mutton soup was delicious, Zhou Yan was not only empty in his stomach, but also in his pocket, so he could only swallow his saliva and walk towards the bus stop. Now that he was back at school, he could still catch lunch in the cafeteria.

On the way to the bus station, Zhou Yan was still thinking that next time he comes, he must have some mutton soup.

(End of this chapter)