When he saw the three pieces of music placed in front of him, Braylon felt his blood boil.
"Original Scenery of Hometown", "Memories of the Forbidden City", "Dawn of the Hero".
Each of these three pieces of music is majestic and has the charm of Eastern classical music. Braylon got goosebumps all over his body while watching it.
This kind of music with the charm of a great country, each one is an epic existence. Those notes gathered in his mind, like the whisper of the giant lion in the East, which made Braylon in awe.
There are also shocking epic music in Europe and the United States, but compared with this piece, there are obviously two different feelings. The former can only be associated with disasters, while the latter can see the dust of history, the thickness, vicissitudes,
This is something that some European and American countries with hundreds of years of history cannot possess.
“If you have the chance, you must go to the Forbidden City and the Great Wall!”
Braylen made up his mind.
At this time, Liao Yuan asked: "How long does it take to make these into music?"
Braylon was stunned and said: "With electronic synthesis, one or two days would be enough, but for this kind of music, I think it's more appropriate to record it live."
Liao Yuan also thought it would be best to arrange a nearby professional recording studio.
In addition to electronic synthesizers, professional recording studios also have many ready-made musical instruments. Liao Yuan drove a GTC and went to a Dongze music studio near Baoshan with Braylon. This was not the first time that the two parties met, and they had been in contact before, so they did not
Without further introduction, the group walked into the building and came to Dongze Music Room.
"Teacher Liao's works are nothing short of amazing. They must be excellent. Of course we will do our best."
The person in charge, Zhao Dongze, smiled.
Liao Yuan nodded and said: "Excuse me, Mr. Zhao, Braylon, please stay here and see if you can help."
Braylen quickly agreed.
"No need to help, we are professionals in composing music!"
Zhao Dongze laughed and took the music score. When he finished reading the music, his whole body seemed to be electrocuted. After a long while, he said: "Teacher Liao, this..."
"What?" Liao Yuan asked curiously.
Zhao Dongze trembled all over and said excitedly: "What a great work! It's hard to imagine how excellent the finished product is. I even feel a little inadequate for the conditions you marked above, Mr. Liao. Some of the instruments we don't even have here, but
I promise, I will definitely get it!"
Liao Yuan smiled slightly, thanked him again, paid the deposit in advance, and drove away.
Braylon and Zhao Dongze looked at each other, and they didn't intend to be idle, and immediately started music synthesis.
On the other side, after Liao Yuan left the Dongze Music Room, he walked towards the Donghai Music Association.
After all, it was a piece that was going to be performed at the Winter Olympics. Liao Yuan was unable to do it alone, so he naturally had to ask for help from the Music Association.
Zhang Qiming, the famous music conductor and vice president of the East China Sea Music Association, personally met with Liao Yuan. The two had had in-depth cooperation on "Defend the Yellow River". Even though they have not seen each other for more than half a year, they are still familiar with each other.
After Zhang Qiming learned of Liao Yuan's intention, he smiled and said: "This is easy to handle. We in China lack everything except talents!"
After Liao Yuan explained the characteristics of the manpower needed one by one, Zhang Qiming was completely stunned.
In addition to Liao Yuan, a pianist, we also need an electronic keyboard, violin, jazz drums, ocarina, harp, erhu, hand disc, harmonica, cucurbits, etc., and even a breathing controller connected to the piano case.
There are just some classical instruments, and the most important ones are emerging instruments. Although the Musical Association has a lot of talents, it really can’t find all the people for a while!
"Not urgent."
Liao Yuan said with a smile: "These three pieces of music need to be reviewed by the Olympic bid team, and they are not required to be played in the three capitals. It is not too late to wait for the Olympic bid team to reply and prepare the manpower. The Winter Olympics is still half a year away.
, there is plenty of time.”
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Qiming was shocked: "Winter Olympics? Is this the music that will be played at the Winter Olympics?"
"Yes." Liao Yuan nodded.
Zhang Qiming picked up the music scores and looked at them carefully. This time he put on the reading glasses buried in his breast pocket. While putting them on, he said to Liao Yuan: "You drink tea first and wait for me for a while."
Liao Yuan picked up the teacup, smiled, and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea filled his lungs, and there was still a lingering fragrance between his lips and teeth.
Soon, his breathing became rapid. After more than ten minutes, he took off his reading glasses and exclaimed: "It's amazing, these melodies..."
Liao Yuan asked casually: "How is it?"
"Okay, great!"
Zhang Qiming was full of praise, but he immediately hesitated and said, "Xiao Liao, I have a different opinion, can you listen?"
Liao Yuan was surprised: "You said."
Zhang Qiming said slowly: "These songs are indeed beautiful, majestic and have a sense of history, but I think the leaders may prefer the classic movement "Defend the Yellow River" that can inspire our national spirit. However, I agree.
These songs of yours are from the new era, and today’s children like to listen to them.”
Liao Yuan pondered for a moment, "Minister Guo only told me to create some majestic music that reflects the feelings of my family and country. I didn't think much about it. I just thought these three pieces of music were more suitable. Besides, I think that in the Olympics,
Playing a fierce concerto like "Defend the Yellow River" is actually not a very good idea. We are facing not just Chinese audiences, but billions of audiences around the world. They appreciate Chinese classical music and Eastern rhythms.
The beauty of it, if it were "Defending the Yellow River", I think it might not be that attractive. This is my personal opinion, what do you think?"
Zhang Qiming pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "You are right, my vision is narrow-minded."
"Don't say that."
Liao Yuan smiled and said: "Of course it is for my own good that you make this suggestion. Naturally, I have to consider it. When Minister Guo calls next time, I will contact Minister Guo to discuss this matter."
Zhang Qiming smiled happily, "Actually, I also have selfish motives. If you play a piece of music like "Defend the Yellow River", you must have a music conductor! Then it will naturally be my turn to play! Haha!"
Immediately afterwards, he stopped joking and said, "Don't worry, I will check the files here later. I will find anyone who is proficient in these instruments. I will interview you one by one. This is the Winter Olympics."
The stage, I believe no one will refuse.”
"Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
The next day, Zhang Qiming called and asked Liao Yuan to take some time to come to the Music Association to be an interviewer.
Liao Yuan was a little confused. Do you still need to be an interviewer?
When he arrived at the Music Association, he was completely dumbfounded. Damn it, so many people?
I saw a crowd of people in the corridor of the Music Association office. They ranged from eighty-year-old ladies to seven- and eight-year-old children. There were a total of forty-five people, all eagerly lining up at the door to register.