The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 60 0060, blow it to me again

When we got back to the hotel, it was already dark.

in the restaurant.

Tang Yu came out of the Central Conservatory of Music with some incomprehensible questions.

This time, after everyone had almost finished eating, he asked Wu Zhongyu: "Teacher, you didn't agree with Alvaro's proposal at that time, and asked both parties to compose a new piece of music for a competition. Isn't it more difficult to do so?" ?”

Composing music is not that simple, and it is a piece that can be played with several instruments.

Ling Yunuo rushed forward: "Alvaro and Daniel obviously colluded in advance, digging a hole for us."

Liang Xixi echoed: "Yes, knowing that the key of their Western music is different from ours, it takes a lot of time just to set the key. If it is a more complicated song, it will be even more difficult to keep up with their rhythm."

Ling Yunuo sighed: "If they were more ruthless and picked a song with many semitones, if we haven't heard or learned it beforehand, then we basically have no chance of winning."

Liang Xixi continued: "Even if they let us choose the music, there is no advantage at all, because our music is basically the first key, and it is too easy for them to keep up. This is a pit that cannot be overcome. Therefore, I think the teacher changed the method of competition after careful consideration."

Wu Zhongyu didn't speak, but just drank the soup quietly.

After hearing what the three of them said, Yan Lide smiled gently, and said, "Your analysis is quite right. As Xiaotang said, it is indeed more difficult to compose a new piece of music for comparison compared to Daniel's proposal, but relatively, It also turned no chance of winning into a slight chance of winning."

Wu Zhenhui was not so optimistic, and pondered: "Let's compose a piece of music, but it is several times more difficult than theirs. Once the piano plays the melody, the violin, cello, and guitar below can basically follow up in a formulaic way." Music score, but we are different, Guqin, pipa, erhu, dongxiao and other musical instruments have their own strong personalities, and it is not easy to compose a piece of music that can integrate them in one day."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Wu Zhongyu, and said again: "Unless Old Wu has private goods in his hands and hasn't released the tunes, it's fine for the children to practice directly."

Wu Zhongyu still didn't speak, his expression was as serious as ever.

The three girls seemed listless and listless.

As for Yunfeng, he is secretly thinking about his "cross-border system".

Does this guy have the ability to predict the future? If not, why did he reward a very unpopular musical instrument, the skill book of "Dongxiao", and "The Song of Swordsman" that is so old that even those born in the [-]s may not have heard it? .

Yan Lide still had a smile on his face, maintaining a positive and optimistic attitude, and said: "Don't be so pessimistic, and don't put all the pressure on Lao Wu. Don't forget, we represent Huaxia Kingdom, as well as the Central Conservatory of Music, Shuchuan Music As for the people from the Academy, Huaxia Conservatory of Music, and Yangshen Conservatory of Music, as the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and they have already made an appointment to discuss together at [-] o'clock in the evening."

"Hey, old Wu..." Wu Zhenhui looked at Wu Zhongyu and asked, "Why don't you say a few words, let the children feel a little bit better."

"You're all finished, what else do I have to say?" Wu Zhongyu knew very well in her heart that whether she would discuss with those people from the conservatory or not, the matter of composing music basically fell on her head. The reason is very simple. Who told her There is a title of "domestic arranger master".

What's more, there is not much contact between the several schools. When expressing their opinions, they are very active and shout slogans very loudly, but when it comes time to do something, they all turn into Kung Fu masters and play Tai Chi with each other. .

"Xiaoyun, what do you think?" Wu Zhongyu asked abruptly.

Either watch it on stage, or watch it off stage.

What else can I see?
Yunfeng was stopped by the question, and was stunned for a moment.

Wu Zhongyu's question actually reminded Wu Zhenhui.

He had a flash of inspiration, and said, "Can you modify "Dragon Fist" and use it?"

It just so happens that there are Chinese national musical instruments in the arrangement, and the style of the music is also Chinese.

Yan Lide nodded and said, "This is a way."

Wu Zhongyu glared at Wu Zhenhui and Yan Lide, and said, "The two are almost a hundred years old together, so this is their promise?"

Wu Zhenhui and Yan Lide looked at each other in embarrassment.

At this moment, Wu Zhongyu's cell phone rang.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and said to everyone: "I'll answer the call."

Yunfeng began to ponder again, should he take out "The Song of Swordsman", and if so, how to make it look more natural.

About four or five minutes later, Wu Zhongyu came back with a little more anger on his face.

"What's the matter?" Yan Lide's expression changed when he saw her coming back from outside, and asked immediately, "Is it your old Wang?"

Wu Zhenhui smiled and said, "After so many years, Lao Wang still hasn't got rid of that nagging problem?"

When the three girls heard the words, they all covered their mouths and snickered. They didn't expect the teacher's status in the family to be so high.

Wu Zhongyu replied: "How dare he bother me now? It's people from several other schools who chose a representative to call."

Yan Lide said: "Are you telling us to go there?"

Wu Zhenhui said: "It's still more than half an hour until eight o'clock."

Wu Zhongyu said angrily: "It is said that I will be the master of the pieces required for this competition, and the students they brought this time are basically learning Western musical instruments, so they can't help me in choosing players to play."

Everyone looked at each other.

This……

I thought we would unite and work together to reverse the inherent impression of Chinese national musical instruments and music at home and abroad, but unexpectedly, everything was pushed to Wu Zhongyu, and he didn't want to take even the slightest responsibility.

"How could they do this?" Tang Yu said angrily, "As a Huaxia country musician, shouldn't you step forward at this time?"

Ling Yunuo and Liang Xixi nodded in agreement.

There are too many things like Yunfeng and this kind of person.

Putting it aside, clearly responsibilities to protect oneself, and afterwards put on a face that I am doing it for your own good, and kept talking about my difficulties.

What's more, if you fall into trouble, you will put all the shit on your head.

"Heh." Wu Zhongyu sneered, and said, "This is our music circle. When we need something from you, we call each other brothers and sisters. On the other hand, we push back and forth, mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

In one word, it fully describes the status quo of the Chinese music circle and musicians.

Wu Zhenhui snorted, "From now on, these people will be on the blacklist of my Liuyi Musical Instrument Store."

Yan Lide's optimism was shattered, and he sighed and said, "Now it seems that we can only rely on ourselves."

Wu Zhongyu said coldly: "Depending on others is worse than relying on yourself. Even if everyone is not optimistic, lose with dignity."

Yunfeng wanted to speak several times, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them abruptly.

Wu Zhongyu beckoned the waiter to come over to check out, and then said to everyone: "Okay, let's all go back to the room and rest, I will think about composing tonight."

Wu Zhenhui said to her: "Why don't you go to my place, be quiet, and have an instrument, maybe it can inspire you."

Wu Zhongyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

Yan Lide didn't follow. If it was songwriting, he could still help. Lyric writing is his forte. Although he can write music, his level is limited, and going there will only add to the confusion.

After Wu Zhenhui and Wu Zhongyu left.

The group returned to the room with a heavy heart.

When Yunfeng arrived in the room, he washed up first, then opened the musical instrument box, and took out the flute.

When I came up, I asked the waiter that the sound insulation of the hotel room is very good, and blowing a whistle will not affect the neighbors.

At the beginning, he blew randomly for a while, and when his mouth became sore, he stopped to rest.

Yan Lide got up and went to the bathroom.

"The opportunity is here!"

What Yunfeng was waiting for was now.

And this time it was "The Song of the Swordsman".

He didn't play the whole song at once, but section by section, as if he was looking for inspiration.

"Xiaoyun, you played really well just now." Yan Lide came out of the bathroom, pondered over it, and asked, "Is that the melody you played at the Liuyi musical instrument store today?"

Yunfeng pretended to be shy, scratched the back of his head, and said: "I want to help Teacher Wu share some pressure, and I plan to see if I can play a complete melody."

The acting was a bit clumsy, but Yan Lide believed it.

"You play it again for me."

(End of this chapter)