"I'm really debating whether I should just present it as a piano and violin ensemble. After all, today is the 26th, and the 9th next month will be the last issue. From a time perspective, it's too late, so..."
The atmosphere in the piano room is actually not as charming as the onlookers outside imagined. Qi Weng stood up after stacking the piano scores. Yan Qing raised his bow and carefully protected the piano under his shoulders while answering. As he looked up,
The two people's eyes naturally began to entangle with each other. After looking at each other for a long time, Yan retreated and laughed at himself: "I thought I hid it well, but I still can't hide it from you."
"Am I that stupid? You used the standard concerto paradigm. The three-movement structure is perfect. The sonata's presentation, exhibition, and recapitulation parts are clearly layered. The piano harmony arrangement is complex and rigorous. It's almost beyond my ability.
…”
Gently fanning the stack of piano scores, which was not too thin, in her hand, Weng Huaijing pursed her lips slightly, and carried it inadvertently with the swan's neck. The professor's demeanor dropped. Perhaps she realized that it was full of coquettishness, and she pursed her lips.
Zuo was reserved: "Of course I can hear that you are having a hard time, wondering whether to make a complete set of orchestral arrangements based on the piano score, right? Someone just had two sets of horse hoof sounds that needed to be skipped and didn't get it right, and you still laughed!
"
"Buzz buzz, I'm not laughing at you, actually..."
The girlish aura that hit his face made the unsuspecting Yan Qing fall into deep depression. For a moment, he failed to show a good attitude after being wrongly corrected by Professor Weng. After receiving the eye-roll reminder, he suppressed a smile, scratched his head and answered: "Abbreviated version
The score has been written, but the problem that bothers me is that I don’t have time to find a suitable orchestra to practice with.”
"We can think of ways together. If there is an abbreviated score, I can also help you disassemble the piano part, and then write a small part of the harmony of the string part. You can take care of the wind and percussion parts. As for the
Regarding the orchestra’s problem, someone once taught me something: Classical art represents people’s attitude of believing in the existence of truth, goodness, and beauty…”
Clenching her fists, Weng Huaijing's eyes were filled with a bright and determined look, her fiery gaze seemed to be filled with love mixed with a few strands of admiration. She looked at Yan Qing so hotly: "Show it in the style of Western music in Spring and Snow.
With the beauty of oriental folk music and opera, it is hard to imagine anyone who could refuse such an excellent opportunity to premiere. For example, Professor Miao's "Piano Concerto No. 3 in B flat minor" attracted the attention of Shanghai Symphony Orchestra and Bingcheng Symphony Orchestra when its premiere.
There is fierce competition from several top orchestras such as the Chinese National Symphony Orchestra, the Chinese National Symphony Orchestra, and the Chinese Philharmonic Orchestra.”
"However, masters such as Miao Shisi, He Zhizhen, Yan Huiqin, Fu Han, etc. have all left popular works, and "Butterfly Lovers"..."
The four composers mentioned by Yan Qing are all well-known classical music masters who emerged from China after the world line changed. This time and space is different from his previous life, when the world faced the embarrassing situation of having no successors for classical music. Every person on the list
Both are considered great masters in the field of modern and contemporary classical music, and are the author of many symphonic works that are popular in the West.
Even if Yan Qing has tried his best to adapt the original music of "Butterfly Lovers" from many aspects such as structure, harmony, orchestration, etc., to make it a complete work that truly conforms to the classic structure of the violin concerto, it still cannot be worthy of Weng Huaijing's praise.
After all, in his heart, Professor Weng was extremely enlightened and talented, and could not resist the direct gaze of admiration. A certain "traveler's shame" paused for a long time and said with shame: "What I did is too insignificant.
Collecting and compiling some melodies scattered in operas is nothing more than a music tailor who has lost the wisdom of his predecessors."
"Too much is not enough. We know that the core of classical music is not melody, but harmony. Although the melodies they wrote all have Chinese style, the harmony still uses the German and Austro-Hungarian style..."
Hearing this as Yan Qing being self-effacing, Weng Huaijing first stared at him in anger, then stretched out his eyebrows and smiled: "You are the only one who is not shackled! It is because of this that the uniqueness of "Butterfly Lovers" is highlighted and deserves to be heard by more people.
arrive…"
"Actually, it's enough if you like it, oh, it's nothing..."
After thinking for a while, Yan Qing, who understood the subtext of Weng Huaijing (proud), was very moved. When his sweetheart saw it, he quickly changed his mind: "The program will be launched on Netflex this week and can be heard in more than 170 countries and regions around the world.
"
"It's different, if there's no orchestra involved..."
Looking forward to the beauty, Weng Huai argued hard: "How can our Butterfly Lovers be called a violin concerto?"
"Then I'll listen to you and join the orchestra..." After saying this, Yan Qing could only compromise happily.
"Well, I'll help you with the orchestration. I've also been thinking about some string harmonies these days, including cello..."
With a pair of peach blossom eyes blazing, Weng Huai looked like a student looking forward to being praised. After showing her arrogance, she quickly smiled shyly: "I'm not very proficient at the viola and double bass, but there are many who are capable.
Lao, you have to work harder."
"Weng Xiaoge is already very good. Let's turn out the abbreviated score first, and let's follow it slowly..."
Without waiting for any muscle memory to remind him, Yan Qingji naturally stretched out his hand to hold Professor Weng's hand toward him as he spoke. After taking out the score wrapped in the piano case, the two of them leaned against it.
The Bösendorfer piano started with the derivation of the standard form of the violin concerto.
The content discussed by the two people seemed very obscure to the ears of the onlookers outside the piano room, mixed with a lot of English and Latin professional terms, like Weng Huaijing describing the musical form of the three movements: I. Sonata-Allegro Vivace Form (Sonata,
Lively Allegro); II. Rondo Form (Rondo Form) & Theme and Variations Form (Theme and Variations); III. Sonata-Andantino Form (Sonata, slightly faster Andante) has made them confused.
Not to mention the orchestral terms that Yan Qing mentioned when explaining orchestration: such as: flute (flute), bassoon (bassoon, bassoon), horn (french horn), etc.; or melody terms, such as: R-obbligato (can be interspersed with band participation)
the declarative tone of the accompaniment); or instrumental performance techniques, such as Tremolo (the tremolo produced by a broken bow), or even specific expression marks during performance, such as Angoscioso (anxious), Rustico (pastoral and humorous)
), Zeffiroso (like a breeze), etc., which made several people feel dizzy, but the two people in the piano room were chatting particularly speculatively. Weng Huaijing’s expression was rich and bright, and the professor opposite the professor’s mouth was always full of excitement.
Keep rising upwards.
Attracted by such visual effects, they eavesdropped roughly, and finally, at the urging of Gao Yuan and Su Meng, the girls reluctantly left the piano room.
"That's it? That's it? It's like listening to the Heavenly Book. What's there to steal..."
After quietly stepping out of the west wing, Gao Yuan, who had not spoken loudly for a long time, complained: "It's boring, they are so boring now."
"It's boring? Then you still squeeze in as hard as you can..."
Immediately exposing her duplicity, Miao Miao moved her hands and feet, gritted her teeth and initiated a reckoning: "I was almost pressed to the ground, and someone took advantage of the chaos and stepped on my feet."
A true master of humiliating cats, Gao Yuan quickly bent down and lowered her head to reply: "It's definitely not me, I can't even see you."
"Gao! Yuan! Cannon!" The dancing cat roared, "You are such a good gun sister!"
"Oh, wait, I found out that they are very ambitious. This is what they plan to do in the Shaoxing opera: classmates studying together, seeing each other off at eighteen, farewell in the pavilion, resisting marriage in Yingtai, meeting on the balcony, crying, accusing, throwing oneself in a grave, turning into a butterfly, etc.
A plot…”
Due to professional needs, Su Meng has also developed some classical music literacy over the years. Seeing Sister Pao and Zhan Miao being at each other's throats again, she quickly changed the subject: "Integrate everything into a classical piece that only lasts about half an hour.
It's a pity that we arrived late and didn't hear all the content of the previous rehearsal."
"Actually, Peipei and I have both listened to the piano part. How to put it, to use Yan Qinggang's way of describing it..."
The casual sentence made Su Meng and the two of them look forward to it. Shao Qing also showed off symphonic terminology and followed the trend: "brillante and classic!" (Magnificent, brilliant and classic)
"It's a pity that we couldn't record it as a behind-the-scenes video. The two of them were discussing such innocent things..."
Still immersed in the aftertaste of tax evasion, Luo Bing couldn't extricate herself for a long time. She was filled with joy: "It's great that I can show off my affection to others."
"Sister Bing, I think Brother Qing's concerns are not unreasonable. I just found out that the Huaguo Symphony Orchestra has an overseas exchange event in early November..."
Showing Luo Bing the performance information announced by the China Philharmonic Orchestra on the phone screen, Zhang Yameng, who was thoughtful, reminded her: "No, the Philharmonic's performance schedule is also quite well arranged, and other local orchestras
I haven’t had time to look at it yet, so I feel like we have to help figure it out together quickly.”
"Ah, let me think about it, yes, when I was filming "Moonlight" and coordinating the venue of the National Grand Theater Concert Hall, I met the orchestra director of Shanghai Communications, whose surname seems to be Mei, and now..."
As worthy of the reputation of being a good businessman with long sleeves and good money, Luo Bing quickly sifted out the effective information from the vast number of contacts, glanced at her watch, and then took out a notepad from her handbag. While writing a memo, she promised: "It has been nine years."
It’s too much, so I’ll contact him tomorrow morning.”
"Dingxin has signed several classical musicians who graduated from the Yangyin Symphony Orchestra. I'm going to contact them to see if I can make an appointment with the speaker of the Imperial Symphony Orchestra or the Yangtze Symphony Orchestra tomorrow."
With a burst of mobility, Shao Qing took out his mobile phone and called directly from the company: "Youtang, I'm Shao Qing, I have something to do, please help me confirm it immediately..."
On the other end, Gao Yuan held Su Meng for a whisper, and the two of them also provided two new alternative targets: "Can you provide some video or audio materials? Our magazine can contact the Ice City Symphony Orchestra, and
The Imperial City Philharmonic Orchestra, both of them have conducted interviews in the first half of the year."
"I'll send it to you, Mr. Su..."
As soon as Su Meng finished speaking, Zhou Peipei quickly raised her hand: "I have a solo demo that Brother Qing sent to Sister Jier last night."
"Okay, then Lao Zhang and I will be responsible for following up and filing the progress..."
When it comes to work, Miao Miaoke is not ambiguous at all. After arrogantly patting her chest and saying yes, she accidentally burps and reveals the truth: "Hiccup~ Fortunately, "Xiao Dong" will be released tomorrow. I'm very busy these days. If it’s broken, I won’t have time to study hard.”
"Time is like... a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be..."
Zhang Yameng straightened her chest and smiled brightly. After getting off the bus, Zhang Yameng pointed to the piano room behind her: "For example, some people are actually busier than us."
"But I can't squeeze out at all!"
Looking at Lao Zhang's exquisite figure, Miao Miao looked down at herself again. She drooped her head and said dejectedly: "I am... I am busy and happy. I have no words to drop my book bag. I really can't. It’s useless.”
"Meow meow, here you can quote a sentence: You must sleep well and eat as sweet as sugar. Haha, to be precise, it should be as sweet as sugar. You are a disciple, I am asking for praise..."
Weng Huaijing was staged in a pretentious and contrived manner. Zhao Mu obviously had sympathy with Miao Miao in terms of her curvy figure. She stepped forward to unite the front and offered a head-touching kill: "Ali, she can't run normally, but this one like ours has no burden. You Thinking about Sister Jing, it’s the same, so traveling light is the advantage.”
The girls' laughter was occasionally mixed with intermittent and broken melodies, and from time to time, deep or high-pitched piano and string sounds floated out from the piano room in the west wing. The two contestants who were teased as "rejoicing" seemed to I have already begun to further elaborate on the corresponding harmonic arrangement effects of the orchestra.
"I just finished filming the movie, so I went into the theater to listen to the music, followed by four songs with themes you specified, and now I've put out a score for an entire orchestra..."
Looking back, Shao Qing, who had a rare conscience, began to reflect: "Actually, the task of teaching Huaijing has never been easy. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if I have squeezed them too much."
"Yes, I heard what Peipei said..." Li Hanyuan spoke up for her boss: "When I went to pick up Sister Jing the week before, the little girls she brought with her for the competition had pitiful expressions, as if they had been abandoned. !”
"Aqing, you still fell behind..."
As the culprit, Luo Bing actually transformed into a good person. She reminded: "Zhao Liping gave a finale performance at the Caochangdi Rock Festival next month, and they have been scheduled for six or seven songs, so I'm afraid they have to prepare. New work."
"Love is the best source of wonderful inspiration, and writing songs has never been a difficult task for him..."
Su Meng nodded in agreement and raised her eyebrows. As she spoke, Shao Qing had already sent Luo Bingyi and the others to the entrance of the hospital. She waved goodbye and concluded: "Let's help with the logistics of Huaijing's willful behavior. Just protect it, okay, it’s getting late, see you all tomorrow.”