Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 45 Comments
As the director of Xingguang Ye on Yangyin campus, Gong Yingxin had never seen Zhang Tianhai like this.

He always makes up a lot of nonsense terms, and cooperates with the program team. At most, he encounters a few good songs and says a few words.

The essential reason is that the professor doesn't like music that is too popular.

At this moment, Zhang Tianhai was like dew after a long drought, his eyes were shining and he was listening to the music carefully.

After three or four minutes, a song ended completely, and he put down his headphones in a daze, as if coming out of a dream and returning to the real world.

Zhang Tianhai: "This song..."

"What's wrong?" Gong Yingxin asked quickly.

“I wonder if this song is No. 1?”

"This... depends on the scores of you and several other professors and judges, plus the popularity on the Internet."

Zhang Tianhai pondered for a moment, "How is the popularity on the Internet now?"

Gong Yingxin thought for a while and said: "Based on this week's ranking, it should be around third place."

"Not number one?" Zhang Tianhai looked very surprised.

Gong Yingxin smiled: "How is it possible? He just competed yesterday and is still a middle-aged man. He got third place because he made a lot of news. He had a fever after singing and was sent to the hospital. "

Zhang Tianhai fell silent.

"In our program, pop music is more popular." Gong Yingxin added.

"Oh." Zhang Tianhai remained silent.

Gong Yingxin was a little anxious, "Teacher Zhang, hurry up and give your scores. We have several other professors and judges who need to interview."

"I know, but I need to make a copy of this song first."

Zhang Tianhai copied the song to his computer and planned to listen to it again later.

"Teacher Zhang, give your grades."

Zhang Tianhai turned his attention to the song list again and started scoring one by one.

"This, five points, this, six points, this, seven points."

Zhang Tianhai scored almost casually without even pretending.

Until I came to the song of the you I once was.

He paused and said, "This, ninety points."

Gong Yingxin was stunned. Five seconds later, he said cautiously: "Teacher Zhang, our grading is based on ten points. Have you forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten."

"Did you rate this ninety points as one hundred percent? I'll record it as nine points, right?"

"No, it's ninety percent."

"...Teacher Zhang, our scoring system is ten points out of ten."

"Yes, out of ten, I will give this song ninety points. I don't care, I will give it ninety points."

"..."

Zhang Tianhai's tone was extremely firm. He snatched Gong Yingxin's small notebook and wrote ninety points on it.

A group of photographers no longer paid attention to the black and white people walking around the campus outside the house. They all looked at this scene.

"Well, okay, ninety points." Gong Yingxin put away his notebook.

"Then let's go find other professors and judges to comment." He bowed politely to Zhang Tianhai.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Zhang Tianhai waved his hand, put on his headphones, and continued listening to the song.

Gong Yingxin and a group of people came out of Zhang Tianhai's office and looked at each other.

"How to calculate this score?"

A group of people couldn't come up with an answer.

"Forget it, just give it to the director and let him have a headache. We'll go to another professor to grade it."

A group of people went to the second professor's office.

The second professor is called Yu Qing, a professor who specializes in pop music.

To be fair, Gong Yingxin would have a better impression of someone who specializes in pop music. He won't be as eccentric as Zhang Tianhai, who has to be coaxed at every turn.

When we arrived at Yu Qing's office, Yu Qing was reviewing the homework of some students.

"Attention, your harmony cannot be arranged here. From my point of view, it is better to remove it directly. Why are you playing harmony? Take your time."

"This guitar solo is really interesting. Are you a world-class master? Why should the audience listen to your solo?" "Also, you have such a voice. Go practice it and practice it so that you can sing a difficult song." Just reveal it.”

A bunch of students were scolded by Yu Qing and fell into silence.

Gong Yingxin said hello, "Teacher Yu, we are here."

Yu Qing nodded to them.

"It just so happens that this is the crew of Starlight Night. I want to comment on their music. You also have a chance to see what the singers who are already on the stage are like."

Yu Qing took the USB flash drive and directly turned the scene into a teaching session.

"First of all, listen to this. I have always liked a player called Ai Xian. He is very good at arranging. Now he has nearly 30 million fans on all major platforms. It can be said that he has definitely entered the finals."

Yu Qing played "The Wind of Night" by Ai Xian

"Take a look, this name is good. Don't think about fancy names when you choose them. It's best to be honest."

The students kept nodding.

Gong Yingxin arranged the position of the camera, stopped talking, and sat aside to watch the show quietly.

And a group of photographers stretched their heads and looked out, feeling annoyed about why they wanted to study photography in the first place. The good ones were not in the photography department.

As Yu Qing played, the song "The Wind at Night" slowly sounded.

"Not bad, he is indeed one of the original singers I have always been optimistic about."

"Well, the transition here is very smooth, and the team behind Ai Xian is of high standard."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this climax is good."

At the end of the song, Yu Qing praised it five or six times.

The students' heads look like chickens pecking at rice.

"I give this one an eight-point score, and the next one."

Yu Qing is more dedicated than Zhang Tianhai in both listening to songs and giving scores. Zhang Tianhai is basically talking nonsense when he comments.

In this way, five or six consecutive songs were scored.

Except for Ai Xian's eight points, the remaining scores all scored the same six points.

Came to the last song.

"Once you"

"After class, you must pay attention to the fact that a song is a complete whole. This means that unless you are amazing in a certain aspect, you would rather write a song without characteristics than write something new and original. What a 'new' thing."

"Okay, let's watch the last song."

The sound of your past echoed in the classroom.

Gong Yingxin couldn't help but become nervous. He was very curious about Yu Qing's comments. Zhang Tianhai insisted on giving 90 points.

What about Yu Qing?
The singing started.

The students held their breath and listened carefully.

Half a minute later.

Yu Qing's brows wrinkled.

Then he directly pressed the pause button.

The music stopped in the summer.

"I just said this, and here comes a negative example."

"This singer has an average voice, the arrangement is above the pass mark, and the drumming is even worse. It feels like he has practiced for three days."

"It's really unconventional to sing rock music at this level. Rock music has not been popular for many years."

"I can tell it's rock music at a glance. A lot of singers sing this genre very hard and they don't have a long memory."

"And the dididada sentence in the middle, is there no words? Why is it written like this?"

　"Come on, come on, Mai, I'll sing you a song."

　　"Don't listen, don't listen."

　　Yu Jing held the guitar in her arms. The big guitar looked very funny, but she skillfully plucked the chords and began to sing.

　　"The sadness of a middle-aged boy
　　Who will understand if you tell me?
　　求求 你 抛个 媚眼 过来

　　Coax me and make me happy.”

　　
　
(End of this chapter)