Chapter 405： Show start

www.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of God-level star system!

Huang Yao heard an unexpected expression on her face and said, "Really, cousin Lingling! I didn't expect you to be so powerful! You can get second place in the national level competition, right? That's right! You are now a taller pair. If you wait for your sophomore or junior year, I believe it will be a national champion, and even if you send it to Qinghua University, it will be no problem. "

Ding Lingling smiled and said: "The game also depends on who the opponent is! If that opponent last time, I feel I will never win!"

Yu Chuwen said in amazement: "No, cousin! I remember that you have always been very confident. Even if the opponent is a little stronger this time, it will be great if we work harder, there is no need to destroy our ambition!"

Huang Yao interjected: "That's right! No matter how strong that person is, we shouldn't be discouraged. As long as we work hard, there is no eternal first place in the world, and there is no opponent we can't defeat."

Ding Lingling heard the words and sighed: "It's simple! But it's not so easy to do. You haven't seen that first place. It's just non-human! I don't think anyone of the same age can do it alone. Beyond him. "

Huang Yao and Yu Chuwen heard a strange look at each other, and they were a little curious ... Yu Chuwen said: "Cousin! What's your name?"

"Zhang Yu!" As Ding Lingling spoke, Zhang Yu's smile flashed through her mind.

octopus? Zhang Yu? Zhang Yu?

Huang Yao frowned, thinking about this strange name, and said, "How do I seem to have heard this name."

At this time, the bright lights of the audience suddenly changed, and the stage was a bit brighter ... the surroundings were dim a lot.

"The show is about to start! Hah! Hurry up and take a photo with your mobile phone to send a circle of friends! Let my classmates be envious and envy!"

Huang Yao didn't want Zhang Yu's affairs at this time either. He also took out his mobile phone, took photos and sent friends, and set his scissors.

Ding Lingling didn't take a picture. Those friends in her circle of friends were not interested in this kind of activity. She came here to accompany Jue today.

...

At this time Wang Mingqi had arranged everything for the band, stepped down and came to the front row, winked at Wu Jun, and then sat in his seat.

Wu Jun got up and stepped onto the stage ... Zhang Yu picked up the program list and saw that the first show was an orchestral ensemble "Spring Festival Overture".

At this time, a hostess came onto the stage and gave a brief introduction ... Because this is an orchestral Chinese and Western exchange concert, the host did not say anything that contains too many themes, it's just simple After introducing the show and the performers, it ended.

As soon as the host finished the report, the big screen immediately gave Wu Jun a close-up. He also came to the center of the stage in the applause of the audience, saluted the audience off the court, and stood on the podium.

Under the direction of Wu Jun, the band played familiar music ... Although the orchestral music of "New Year's Overture" is no longer familiar to domestic audiences, but in order to strive for new ideas. Wu Jun has arranged in detail in many of these details.

...

The Chinese can already say that they are familiar with these songs, but after all, the foreigners in the field have not heard much, one by one, they are still very serious. How to say that these people are also professional, they naturally have to come from another Listen from an angle.

Lange listened for a while, and turned to Brandt next to him, "Carr! How do you listen to this Chinese music?"

Brandt said: "The emotions expressed are full of joy and happiness! But the sound of the instrument is not difficult. The melody part is expressed too much, all of which are floating on the treble, and the whole sounds very thin."

Lange nodded and said, "Any country is in the process of localizing orchestral music! It must always integrate part of its own national style. I think the Chinese can choose such a music as the opening song, I believe it must represent Chinese music The main style of the local style. I actually sound quite new! "

Brandt said: "I think that too much expression of the main theme will make the whole music not layered. There are still many details that can be expressed in this music, especially in the part of the variation, you can dig deeper. If you let Let me arrange this song for the instrument! The overall feeling must definitely exceed the command of the surname Wu. Now, this is the highest level of the Chinese! Neither the surname Wu nor the kid is my opponent. I Tricked today! "

Ross and Lange looked at each other and did not continue to say anything ... After all, the layman looked busy, and the layman looked at the door. Just a few people watched the opening music, and the initial worry disappeared. It can be seen that there is nothing special about the level of Chinese music. The two are now calculating. If the Chinese lose, let's see how they can reconcile. It is best not to embarrass the Chinese.

...

Huang Yao, who was sitting on the second floor, listened for a while and turned to look at Yu Chuwen, who said, "The opening music this time is actually" New Year's Overture ". It sounds good, but it is too old-fashioned, for us Nothing new. "

Yu Chuwen said: "No way! Now domestic musicians do not create orchestral music. Naturally, there are so many old tunes! And there are few poor domestic performances. The music that was previously created is basically enough used!"

Huang Yao shook his head helplessly and said, "Although that's what it says! But if the domestic music circle has been so old-fashioned, how can it go international. With these music! How is that possible!"

Yu Chuwen said: "The development of music in a country takes time to settle. Are you not studying composition now? I believe you will be able to carry the banner of creation in a few years, and strive to make our country's music international. "

"I!" Huang Yao shook his head when he heard the words, and smiled bitterly: "I'm still early! I can write some popular songs, I can write this orchestral music, there is no more than ten or twenty years of precipitation. Don't worry about it! I am not a musical prodigy. "

Although Ding Lingling does not understand music, she also knows that symphony is a very difficult piece of music. But when I heard Huang Yao say this, I was afraid that the difficulty would be beyond my imagination. However, when it comes to prodigies, he naturally thought of Zhang Yu. It seems ... I remember Zhang Yu seems to be writing a song! But even if I can write a tune and it is impossible to write such a difficult tune. Because Huang Yao, who majored in this specialty, couldn't write, how could Zhang Yu, an amateur, get it. (To be continued.)