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Five hundred and sixty-two open class! Theme motivation and musical rhetoric!~)(1/2)

"But those colleagues who couldn't hold on... look really weird."

The soprano couldn't help but shudder.

"While being suppressed by Li Wenyin's heavy workload, mentally collapsed and emotionally lost control, he was also extremely fanatical about this work... After he couldn't stand quitting the singing group, he even couldn't accept it for a while."

"And the weirdest thing is...what I feel about this opera now...it's also starting to become a little weird."

The big waves feel the hairs standing upside down.

"Isn't it? It's so exaggerated..."

"Think about it yourself. When practicing this opera... do you have a feeling of being a god-like person?"

"Ah! There's always been."

The big waves were stunned.

"For us violinists... as soon as his "Devil" was released, we were gone..."

"Yes, but you're just admiring his skill."

The soprano hesitated for a moment.

"But after carefully studying "Nibelonan"...there is an indescribable feeling in the spiritual and artistic resonance."

“I even feel a little sick, it seems like it’s more than just like it.”

The soprano's words made Da Wawa feel a little outrageous.

"We all have a feeling of aesthetic fatigue when we listen to a song for too long, and no matter how good the song is, we will feel a little bored. After a while, after listening to it again, we will have a new feeling."

"But this opera seems different. At the beginning, there is also the boredom caused by repeated practice... But when I stop for a while, sing again, and become more and more familiar, I feel... a crazy obsession that I can't extricate myself, and even feel uncomfortable, anxious, and irritable all over if I don't listen for a day..."

"Damn, you have it too?"

A baritone beside him accidentally heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help it.

The soprano looked at the baritone in a little horror.

"Are you..."

“……”

The baritone's cheeks stiffened a little.

"...I also feel this way. Now I... I always feel that if I don't sing Li Wenyin's "Nibelongen" after I go home, I will feel uncomfortable all over, and I will be in the daytime, and I even feel uninspired."

“It’s like…xd?”

“Yes!!”

The soprano covered her mouth and looked at the entire venue.

I suddenly realized that the musicians' mental state was obviously a bit strange.

The continuous high-pressure rehearsals were still extremely excited.

Even the musicians who were big and sore in their arms, and the musicians who were also unable to bear the fingers of the violin, still had a strange red light on their faces, and were pulling the selection.

This tm is a rest time!!

"This is not a magic trick, I'm damn!"

"How could it be!"

The baritone smiled.

"Actually, when I was enjoying classical music, I encountered similar symptoms, like poisoning. I wanted to listen to a famous artist's songs over and over again every day. One day I didn't listen to them, I would be very upset."

"Then how did you solve it?"

"...Dister your attention and start to forcefully listen to other famous artists' works, and it will be better slowly."

"call......"

The soprano looked at each other with Da Wawa, and her whole body shivered.

"After this rehearsal, I will definitely listen to Mozart every day... to purify my soul."

"Yes, then I'll go and listen to Bach..."

Hearing the two of them, the baritone asked curiously.

"Then why don't you listen to Beethoven?"

"What a joke?"

The two of them said in unison.

"Isn't that even more neurotic?!"

“…”

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"Okay, that's all for today's rehearsal!"

Finally, the day of rehearsals ended, and the training camp for this week was over.

Li Wenyin smiled, and the musicians in the audience seemed to feel relieved.

But it's a little different from the previous one.

It seems... there is a little regret?

Li Wenyin curled her lips.

It's really a group of shaking m...

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After returning to school to handle the procedures, within a few days, the Yangyin Open Class will soon begin.

After packing up, I came to Yangyin's auditorium.

"Professor Chen, long time no see."

Li Wenyin shook hands with Chen Guotao with a smile.

"But I finally invited you boy."

Professor Chen laughed.

"I was quite surprised. I thought you would talk about some performance techniques, but the result... your topic made me a little unexpected."

"Didn't this happen to be rehearsing recently? I remembered this."

Li Wenyin smiled.

"Oh? I said, Li Wenyin, what's going on with honorary professor? Do you give me a secret explanation?"

Professor Chen was a little curious.

"This... I am actually very willing to do it personally. It's just that the current degree and the procedures still have to follow the procedures, otherwise it would be a mess!"

Li Wenyin's words made Chen Guotao feel much more at ease.

"You can go with the flow, don't be impatient, follow the process and do not rush."

"Haha, I'll feel relieved if you say this."

Professor Chen Guotao glanced at the door of the auditorium.

The outside of the door seemed to be messy.

"The class is about to start, so you can prepare for it. Let us old men listen below."

"Haha, then I'll be ugly."

Several old professors looked through Li Wenyin's courseware materials in the audience, discussed with each other, and nodded from time to time.

"Well, this content is very simple at first, but it analyzes the essence of music, especially classical music."

"Yes, this can play a great role in deepening students' understanding of music."

"Tsk tsk, I can't tell. Li Wenyin's current teaching level has also begun to rise."

"Who doesn't say it? And if you have your own experience, the students will definitely benefit a lot."

"Yes, you see, these magical metaphors are quite in line with the appetite of young people."

"Hahahaha! Let's talk about it later!"

Finally, after waiting for thousands of times, time finally came.

When the two doors of the auditorium were opened, the students began to pour into their seats in a scattered manner.

The teachers and students' union members who were responsible for maintaining order had a little numb scalp.

Although the students lined up with great quality...

But the expressions on the face were a bit like eating people...

"Everyone keeps quiet and takes their seats in an orderly manner."
To be continued...
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