The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 16 0016, this is the feeling

The next morning was also the last day of the National Day holiday.

Yan Lide brought Yunfeng to the piano room building.

Although it is a holiday, but walking in the corridor, you can still hear the sound of pianos coming from many piano rooms.

The Piano Room Building on the East Campus is the best among the four campuses of the Modu Conservatory of Music, with more than [-] pianos of various types.

Yunfeng didn't know who Yan Lide was taking him to find, but since it was about arrangement, it must be the teacher of the composition department.

When he came to the piano room No. 1250, Yan Lide stopped, turned his head and smiled at Yunfeng, and said, "Here we are, Lao Wu is teaching the piano, let's wait."

Someone is playing the piano in the room, but it is not a piano, but a guzheng.

Yunfeng listened with his ears pricked up, but he didn't know anything about musical instruments except he had touched the guitar before, so he was a complete amateur.

It is impossible to comment on how well the guzheng is played inside, but the tunes he plays are pleasant to him.

After about 1 minute, the sound of the guzheng in the room stopped.

Yan Lide knocked on the door and went in.

Yunfeng followed closely behind.

There were only two people in the room, a middle-aged woman about 45 years old who was in the same grade as Yan Lide, and a girl with glasses who was about the same age as Yunfeng.

Yunfeng thought that the "Old Wu" Yan Lide was talking about was a man, but by calling him like that, the relationship should be very good.

Wu Zhongyu, Yan Lide's high school classmate, double Ph.D. from Yenching Conservatory of Music and Rickberg Conservatory of Music, is now the director of the Composition Department of the Modu Conservatory of Music.

She looked past Yan Lide, looked at Yunfeng, and asked, "Dragon Fist that you wrote?"

The other party's tone was a little doubtful, but Yunfeng didn't care, and said, "Yes, teacher."

The girl with glasses on the side pushed the frame. The song and lyrics complement each other. Although they are from different departments, I have heard that there is a powerful person among the freshmen who wrote a very good lyrics.

"Why?" Yan Lide smiled triumphantly, and said, "I still don't believe that "Dragon Fist" was written by a child?"

Wu Zhongyu swept away the serious expression on his face, then smiled and said, "It's not disbelief, it's just jealousy."

When Yan Lide heard this, the smile on his face became even wider, because he knew that what Wu Zhongyu said was not about being jealous of Yunfeng's ability to write "Dragon Fist", but about being jealous of himself for getting a good seed.

Yunfeng, who didn't understand the actual meaning of the encrypted conversation between the two, blushed in embarrassment.

Yan Lide restrained his smile, got to the point, and said seriously: "Xiaoyun, you should sing "Dragon Fist" first, do you need a drum beat?"

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk.

He had his own plan, if Yunfeng sang well, he would use it, otherwise, he would have a reason to hand it over to Wu Zhongyu.

Yunfeng shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just sing."

Singing "Dragon Fist" without an accompaniment is indeed a bit strange, but if it weren't for the drum rhythm in the original arrangement, it might be messed up instead.

He cleared his throat, nervousness is unavoidable in front of the two teachers, so he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sang: "Northeast with Dunhuang as the center, the coastline of this nation is like a bow...

I opened the sky with my right fist, turned into a dragon, and the heart of the earth beat violently...

Wait for the hero, I am the dragon! "

4 minutes, say long and long, say short and short.

Yunfeng's nervousness disappeared by the middle of the song.

Using the existing singing level to the extreme, he sang "Dragon Fist" completely.

In addition to codewords, the rest of the time is to consolidate and strengthen the practice of singing, and the level is close to the amateur level.

When Yunfeng opened his eyes, he saw three people who were stunned.

I thought, is it wrong to sing.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the three of them came back to their senses.

but……

Still no one spoke.

Yunfeng felt very tormented and couldn't help but asked, "Am I not talented in singing?"

"Dragon Fist" is a beautiful song, there is no doubt about it, so he thinks it is his problem.

Yan Lide clenched his fists and said a little excitedly, "That's how it feels!"

Yunfeng had a question mark on his face.

Yan Lide himself tried to sing "Dragon Fist" many times, but he couldn't reach the momentum written in the lyrics. When Yunfeng finished singing, he definitely felt this way.

At this moment, Wu Zhongyu looked at Yunfeng with a look of enthusiasm, and said, "Young man, do you want to transfer to the composition department? I believe, definitely and definitely, that you will become an excellent composer in the future."

The girl with glasses was quite surprised. The evaluation given by the teacher must be too high. You must know that there is a big difference between "composer" and "composer".

This time, Yunfeng was stunned.

Yan Lide's eyes widened and he said, "Old Wu, are you digging my people in front of me like this, okay?"

Wu Zhongyu turned a deaf ear to it, and said to Yunfeng, "You don't have to worry about the department transfer, leave it to me to take care of it. The Composition Department of the Modu Conservatory of Music is second to none among our art colleges in China."

Yan Lide became anxious immediately, ready to refute.

But I heard Yunfeng say: "Thank you, teacher, for your kindness. I don't have any plans to change majors now, but if there is something I don't understand about composition, I will definitely ask you for advice."

It is very difficult for a person who does not know any music theory and score to sing the complete melody of a song directly.

Even for her now, after writing a piece of music, there are more or less revisions to be made, and it is rare for her to finish it all at once.

Therefore, Wu Zhongyu wants to fight for it again.

Yan Lide had a flash of inspiration, he thought about it, and said: "Old Wu, I can see that you like Xiaoyun very much, if not, you can trade Xiaotang with me."

Xiao Tang is the girl with glasses, her full name is Tang Yu, and she is a freshman in the Department of Composition.

Wu Zhongyu was blocked by Yan Lide's words, this old boy will not let go easily.

She glanced at Yunfeng, then at Tang Yu, and sighed, "You can't have it both ways, it's cheap for you, Old Yan."

Yan Lide gave her a blank look, what does it mean to take advantage of me, you are allowed to have it, and I am not allowed to have it?

Both Yunfeng and Tang Yu felt speechless, how could they exchange them like goods.

After Wu Zhongyu gave up, he returned to the topic and asked Tang Yu, "Did you record it?"

Tang Yu nodded and handed over the recorder.

Wu Zhongyu played back the "Dragon Fist" sung by Yunfeng, confirmed that there was no break point, and said to Yan Lide and Yunfeng, "I will let Xiaotang write the score. As for the arrangement, do you have any requirements?"

Yan Lide looked at Yunfeng and said, "If you have any request or direction, you can mention it casually."

Yunfeng rubbed his nose and said: "I think, the intro will have our Chinese drums, the interlude will have guzheng, and then the electric guitar will run through the whole song, and the style of the song is more hip-hop."

He wanted the original arrangement of "Dragon Fist", but he only remembered these things, so he could only hope to get closer.

Wu Zhongyu raised the corner of his eyes, and said with a suspicious expression: "You really don't know anything about composition?"

Yunfeng shook his head and said, "I don't understand at all."

He originally wanted to go to the library to find some books on composition, but he has been busy with coding and practicing songs recently, so he really can't find time.

Wu Zhongyu was even more surprised when he saw that his expression was serious, he didn't seem to be lying, and there was no need to hide this matter, the sense of music was too good.

A look of envy flashed in Tang Yu's eyes. She has an absolute sense of pitch, and she was taught music by her parents since she was a child. She can't do what Yunfeng does.

Yan Lide knew some compositions, but his level was not high. He still had to look at Wu Zhongyu. He immediately asked, "Old Wu, how are you? These requirements are simply a piece of cake for you."

Wu Zhongyu blurted out: "Don't put a high hat on me, it will take some time to make a matching arrangement, and you don't want me to be perfunctory."

Yan Lide shook his head and said: "That can't be done, I don't know you yet, everything must be perfect."

Wu Zhongyu pondered for a moment, and made a promise, saying: "We will definitely let him use this song "Dragon Fist" to participate in the finals of the campus singer competition."

Yan Lide smiled and said, "With your words, I feel relieved."

Yunfeng followed and said, "I have caused you trouble."

Wu Zhongyu thought for a while, and then said: "You chat with Xiao Tang, if there is any problem, I will let her inform you."

The two added a micro chat, and after listening to Yan Lide and Wu Zhongyu chatting for a while, they found an excuse to leave.

When he was under the hug, Tang Yu suddenly turned to face Yunfeng, stretched out his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Get to know each other, my name is Tang Yu."

Yunfeng stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Yunfeng."

Only then did he realize that Tang Yu's black-rimmed glasses had no lenses.

And if you look closely, Tang Yu's facial features are very delicate, with light makeup and good looks.

"I'm going back to the dormitory, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

(End of this chapter)