Tonight there is a special performance by the String Department, held in the old concert hall. Each major performance department of the Conservatory of Music will have special performances every semester. This is the highlight. Every department attaches great importance to it, and students are also happy to be the audience.

Especially the freshmen. Next week it will be the turn of the piano department, so An Xin and Yu Xinting have been preparing recently and will also go to observe tonight. Yang Jingxing also went to join in the fun, because Liu Siman and the others will also appear. Qi Qingnuo is also coming.

Yes, several people sat together.

The concert lasted for more than two hours, and not only students came on stage, but also teachers. They were all elites, and the quality of their performances was undeniable. The quintet was very exciting, and the solos also had many highlights.

It was almost over at ten o'clock, and Yang Jingxing went to 402 to fight again. After twelve o'clock, he went home and went to Fu's barbecue to take a look. Fu Feirong hadn't come back yet. Yang Jingxing called to ask, and Fu Feirong said that he had already got off work.

She is helping to clean up, and her brother will pick her up later.

On Tuesday morning, Yang Jingxing was called to the office by He Hongchui and asked why he did not participate in the composition competition organized by the Puhai Music Association. Many freshmen signed up enthusiastically.

Yang Jingxing said that he was not mature enough. He Hongchui said that it was not Yang Jingxing who had the final say that he was immature, and ordered: "Just sort out "The Sun in the Rain" and give it to me, and I will make up for it for you."

Yang Jingxing was honored: "You have heard it."

He Hongchui was disdainful: "How can I not know what you do in a day!"

Yang Jingxing had no choice but to obey and finished the score in the afternoon and gave it to He Hongchui. He Hongchui was very satisfied after reading it, praised him for a while, and finally said something unintentionally: "You made a lot of fun in the North Tower? Be careful of the impact.

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Yang Jingxing also agreed repeatedly if he didn't understand.

He Hongchui added: "The Conservatory of Music is a romantic place, but it is also a serious place. I hope you can be more serious in life and more romantic in your professional studies."

Yang Jingxing did not refute.

In a blink of an eye, Saturday came. Yang Jingxing picked up Tao Meng early in the morning as agreed, and even Yu Xinting didn't have time to see her off. Tao Meng still came downstairs so beautifully, with a happy face. After getting in the car, she expressed that she wanted to listen to "Xia Guang".

Yang Jingxing said he didn't bring the CD, and Tao Meng was very angry. She had brought her MP3, but Yang Jingxing's car didn't support it. Tao Meng said that the whole family had listened to the song she wrote the lyrics for, and seeing how happy she looked, it must be OK.

Lots of praise.

Yang Jingxing pointed to the rolled music paper on the dashboard: "Preview it first."

Tao Meng picked it up and blamed it again: "It's broken here, why are you so careless!" She carefully unfolded it and looked at it. The name read "We Went on the Same Road" and looked at Yang Jingxing and smiled slyly.

Tao Meng didn't have such a strong sense of music, so she didn't know the quality of the music just by looking at the score, but she could tell that it was an ensemble of two instruments, and one part was relatively simple.

Yang Jingxing explained that the piano is more complicated than the trumpet. A trumpet mouthpiece is definitely not as rich as the eighty-eight keys.

Tao Meng was dissatisfied: "You are partial to yourself!"

Yang Jingxing said: "We can change."

Tao Meng was disdainful: "Hmph, can you trouble me? Dangdangdang...Have Yu Xinting played it before?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "You are the first to see this score."

Tao Meng didn't care and said, "What if I don't like it?"

Yang Jingxing was not afraid: "Change it until you like it."

Tao Meng was critical again: "It's all dirty here, you have to write it again! It's just like doing homework. If you make it dirty, it will give people a bad first impression."

Yang Jingxing complained: "With thousands of notes, you think it's easy to draw."

After reading it once, Tao Meng became suspicious: "Is this eight minutes long?"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you want a long time, you can finish it in eighty minutes."

"That doesn't count!"

Yang Jingxing added: "Just be fast. If you can finish playing in eight minutes, you are considered great."

Tao Meng quickly stepped up her preparation.

After arriving at school, Tao Meng took three steps and two steps, hoping to get to No. 402 as soon as possible. Before nine o'clock, there was no one in the building, and no one was in No. 402.

Yang Jingxing plugged in the electric piano for Tao Meng and erected the music stand. Tao Meng said, "Let me take another look...you didn't specify the fingering method."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That's too small of you."

Tao Meng hummed: "I know how to play...it's just a little difficult here."

After Tao Meng had seen enough, she put away the scores, there were about twenty of them, and complained: "It's not easy to translate."

Yang Jingxing said, "I'll translate it for you."

Tao Meng asked: "Aren't you coming together?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You should get familiar with it first."

Tao Meng refused: "No, you want to come together."

Okay, Yang Jingxing picked up the trumpet.

It starts with a short piano prelude, and then the trumpet follows. This is a less rigorous two-part polyphonic work. The piano and trumpet follow each other, and basically all kinds of counterpoint techniques are used. The two instruments have their own

The melody has many ups and downs, and the piano chords are not very complicated, also for Tao Meng's consideration.

Tao Meng started to play, and the rhythm was just right. Unfortunately, it was the first time and it was not smooth. It was difficult for Yang Jingxing, and the trumpet was also delayed.

Fortunately, the general feeling of the melody has been worked out, and it is beautiful and pleasant. Especially the piano, the melody and chords are all refined, and it is still a masterpiece even if taken alone.

Tao Meng originally wanted to finish playing quickly, but unfortunately she couldn't bear to ruin the beautiful rhythm while playing. She also wanted to listen to Yang Jingxing's trumpet, which was very attractive... Anyway, she was very busy.

After playing for only two minutes, Tao Meng suddenly stopped and praised Yang Jingxing: "This section is nice...play it for me first."

Yang Jingxing hasn't played it a few times yet, but he must be many times better than Tao Meng. He sat down in front of the keyboard and explained to Tao Meng while playing: "The intro should be very light...it should be a little heavier here, and the chords should be lighter."

A little bit...here, the two voices are playing in parallel, please pay attention to the trumpet...here, you are the protagonist, you just played a little slower..."

Tao Meng listened very carefully with her eyes wide open. Yang Jingxing played intermittently. After explaining it for a quarter of an hour, Tao Meng asked him to play it completely again without explaining it again.

Yang Jingxing played it completely. Tao Meng sat on his right, looking at his fingers at first, and then slowly looking at his face.

What a beautiful melody, that beautiful theme is always interspersed, appearing and disappearing, but unfortunately it feels like it sometimes disappears too quickly, or appears too suddenly, and there is a little bit of dissonance.

The entire piano melody lasts for eight minutes, and the structure before and after is relatively complex. In addition to the gentle and nonchalant prelude, there are various expression techniques at the end, such as variations, canons, modular progressions, and a more modern atonal sensuality.

Of course, when Yang Jingxing wrote this piece, he did not do it to train his composition skills. All his starting points were to make it sound good, to make it sound good to Tao Meng, and to make it relatively easy to play.

After Yang Jing finished playing, he looked at Tao Meng and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Tao Meng was stunned for a while, then smiled and said, "I haven't decided yet."

Yang Jingxing said: "Your smile betrays you."

Tao Meng pursed her lips and tried not to laugh: "Let me do it! I'll play it first, and you can tell me if there are any unfamiliar parts."

There were too many things that Tao Meng was not familiar with, and Yang Jingxing told them one by one. Fortunately, Tao Meng showed great patience. He looked at the score, the keyboard, and Yang Jingxing, and nodded.

After studying for half an hour, Tao Meng was able to play the piano smoothly and asked Yang Jingxing to pick up the trumpet again.

A new ensemble began. Although her performance was still not up to standard in this music school, the smile on Tao Meng's face showed that her requirements for herself suddenly seemed not to be so high.

The two parts of the piano and the trumpet follow each other, sometimes go hand in hand, sometimes they complement each other, sometimes they stand out, and sometimes they chase each other. The whole piece of music can be divided into three parts, each of which stands out and contrasts with each other for two minutes.

, using variations and progressions to highlight the theme. The middle three minutes are mainly imitations of each other, sometimes close and sometimes far away, fading in and out, mainly polyphony. The last three minutes are fusion, becoming a canon. The first part is more beautiful than the piano.

Refined and refined, the trumpet is loud and generous. In the second part, both the piano and the trumpet become brighter and more cheerful, but the several variations are slightly melancholy. The last part is the most beautiful, with the pleasant and graceful parts of the piano and the trumpet.

The horn is fresh and high-spirited, gradually getting closer and closer in melody, and at the end of half a minute, it returns to the comprehensive presentation of the two subjects and merges into one.

After playing, Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing. She might not be able to analyze the structure and connotation of the music line by line, nor could she describe her feelings in detail, but Menuhin said that the human ear is unimaginably sensitive to our hearing.

Complex interactions with emotions play a huge role.

The effect of "Welcome Through the Wind and Rain" on Tao Meng was obviously pleasant. Her smile at this time was much brighter and more genuine than when Yang Jingxing told a boring joke. She forgot the rule of a lady who could not smile without missing a beat, and she did not frown, even more

It’s not annoying. It’s as if the feelings in her heart are spreading out on her face. Her eyebrows, nose, cheeks, lips, eyes... there are countless details that are invisible to people, but they are pleasing to the eye.

Yang Jingxing also laughed, and the two looked at each other and smiled for a while. Yang Jingxing asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Tao Meng nodded, sorted out the sheet music that had been scattered because she was flipping through it too fast, looked at Yang Jingxing again, and asked, "Have you shown it to anyone else?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Not yet."

Tao Meng said: "I have never seen a piano and trumpet ensemble before... Do you think I play well?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay!"

Tao Meng was modest: "It's definitely not as good as a professional."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's better than anything else to me."

Tao Meng seemed shy. She looked at the sheet music in her hand for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Then when will you let others listen to it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's already yours, whatever you want to do with it."

Tao Meng asked again: "Do you want to go to the Molecule Restaurant for lunch?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't think much about it."

Tao Meng decided: "Then we won't go and practice more."

This practice lasted all morning. The trumpet was not a piano, and it almost made Yang Jingxing's mouth swell. Fortunately, the piano was not difficult. Tao Meng made progress every time, and she was still proud of herself.

After taking a break, Tao Meng asked Yang Jingxing: "Why did you write such a long piece of music so quickly?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Good luck, inspiration, and hard work."

Tao Meng didn't believe it: "Didn't you say you don't rely on inspiration?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You proved me wrong."

Tao Meng smiled and asked: "Which piece is this of yours?"

Yang Jingxing said: "The time it starts is considered the first song, and the time it is completed is the third song."

Tao Meng was dissatisfied: "How many songs are you writing at the same time?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's just like learning several subjects at the same time, there is no conflict."

Tao Meng said in a reasonable voice: "That's not the first song to start!"

Yang Jingxing said: "The idea came up very early. It was originally for piano and violin, but later it was changed to trumpet. It was originally intended to be a pure fugue, but now there are more elements, and the intervals and chord counterpoints are more complicated."

Tao Meng's right foot hit the ground rhythmically: "That's not it!"

Yang Jingxingfan: "I don't know if it's true!"

Tao Meng asked again: "Then which one do you think you wrote the best?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course it is this one."

Tao Meng nodded: "I think so... Let's go have lunch if we do it again."

Tao Meng seemed to be in a rested state. The last time she played was spiritual, she didn't need to read music for a lot of time. She played crisply when she needed to, and very gently when she needed to be tactful. She even looked at Yang Jingxing from time to time.

After playing it once, Tao Meng praised himself: "It sounds so good. I wish I could record it."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Now do you regret that no one else is here?"

Tao Meng raised her head: "I don't!"

The two of them went to eat, opened the door, and found four people in the corridor outside. Three men and one woman were writing and drawing on the wall. When they saw Tao Meng and Yang Jingxing, they looked a little embarrassed and stood there looking at each other.

Tao Meng nodded enthusiastically: "Hello."

The four people nodded in response, and a tall boy greeted Yang Jingxing: "Hi, Yang Jingxing."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "We meet again." This guy is also a student of Li Yingzhen, a sophomore, and he has met him in the small classroom before.

The boy looked at Tao Meng again, and smiled dryly at Yang Jingxing: "We are bored, and we are memorizing your music."

Looking at the pieces of music paper in each of these people's hands, Yang Jingxing was very distressed: "Don't make fun of me if you're bored!"

Tao Meng scolded Yang Jingxing and then said, "If you want, you can ask him directly...it's so troublesome."

Several people laughed, but the tall boy explained: "I need to practice my listening, so I don't want to disturb you."

The girl spoke and looked at Tao Meng: "Were you playing the piano just now?"

Tao Meng nodded, looking embarrassed: "I'm showing off my embarrassment."

"No! You play very nicely... I've seen you a few times, but I didn't expect you to play the piano too." The girl looked at Yang Jingxing again.

This girl is not ugly. Tao Meng told Yang Jingxing: "Introduce her to me!"

Yang Jingxing complied: "Hello, my name is Yang Jingxing, a freshman majoring in composition. This is my high school classmate Tao Meng, from Fudan University."

The embarrassed people laughed and introduced themselves, and then the girl from the brass department asked Tao Meng: "Can we make a copy of the score?"

Tao Meng was a little embarrassed: "We are going to eat now, can you make an appointment again?"

Yang Jingxing said to the tall boy, "I'll give it to you on Monday, okay?"

"Okay, okay, thank you." The other party nodded repeatedly.

Tao Meng thought she might be hungry after spending the whole morning and was in a hurry to leave: "Goodbye then. Bye."

"goodbye."

Seeing Yang Jingxing and Tao Meng coming downstairs, some of the people here complained, feeling that it was really embarrassing, and scolded the tall boy who called them here. The girl from the copper pipe department questioned: "It's not as exaggerated as they said, is it two people?"
Chapter completed!