"Well, I want to go to Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music." Hu Shuo answered truthfully.
"Is it urgent?"
"It's not that urgent. Let's wait until we have a full meal." Hu Shuo smiled and said, "It would be too disrespectful to eat half of the meal and then run away."
"That's pretty much it."
Li Ziwei smiled and gave Hu Shuo a knowing look.
After dinner, Li Ziwei asked the driver to take herself and Wang Min back to the company. The two planned to practice "Red Flag Flying" again in the afternoon, and then asked the driver to send Hu Shuo to Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music.
It was the auditorium where Yu Man held her piano recital. It was already past one in the afternoon when Hu Shuo arrived.
At this moment, dozens of teachers and students on the stage are busy rehearsing the chorus. There are six teachers in the team. Three of them are known to Hu Shuo. Naturally, they are Huang Yurong, Hao Datong and Tong Xianghui. The other three teachers are older.
He looks like he is in his forties.
In addition to the six teachers, Yu Man was also present. She should be responsible for the piano accompaniment.
When Hu Shuo arrived, the chorus team was taking a break, and Huang Yurong and six other teachers gathered together to study something.
"Xiao Shuo, you've got it right."
When Hu Shuo was about to walk onto the stage, Huang Yurong finally spotted him.
"Xiao Hu is here, let's see what he says."
When he saw Hu Shuo, Hao Datong seemed to have a backbone and snorted coldly at Tong Xianghui.
"Xiao Hu doesn't like your arrangement!" Tong Xianghui rolled his eyes, not to be outdone.
Because he composed "Dream Wedding" and "Horse Racing", two divine songs in the hearts of many, both Hao Datong and Tong Xianghui highly recognized Hu Shuo's musical skills.
Most music people like them are very proud, but while they are proud, once your work is recognized by them, they will recognize you from the bottom of their hearts, sometimes even blindly to other levels.
This is particularly evident in Huang Yurong. Because she recognized Hu Shuo in terms of music, her entire view of Hu Shuo has changed. It can be said that there are almost no shortcomings in whatever is good.
"Professor Hao, Professor Tong, you guys look up to me too much."
Walking onto the stage, Hu Shuo smiled modestly at the two of them.
Later, Huang Yurong showed the controversial song to Hu Shuo. In fact, it was a song. However, when he saw the name of the song, Hu Shuo couldn't help being stunned, because the song was also called "
"Singing the Motherland", but the lyrics and melody are different from what Hu Shuo wrote in Li Ziwei's company that morning.
Hu Shuo reviewed the melody of "Singing the Motherland". The point of dispute between Hao Datong and Tong Xianghui was the chorus, which is also the most important part of the song. According to Hao Datong's idea, the chorus should continue to explode and the melody should be more exciting.
However, this will increase the difficulty of the whole song a lot. In addition, the chorus that Hao Datong changed is actually very average in its excitement. It is a bit too high-pitched and loses some charm.
The chorus part of Tong Xianghui's plan is a bit too flat and not that outstanding. In fact, the best effect would be achieved by integrating the two suggestions.
"Xiao Hu, who do you think has a better plan, me or Lao Tong?" Seeing that Hu Shuo had finished reading, Hao Datong asked impatiently.
"To be honest, I think if we combine the two professors' plans, the effect should be better." Hu Shuo expressed his opinion. In fact, his real musical literacy is far inferior to the two, and he can only see some
Superficial things, but what makes him better is that he has a good attitude and does not have stage fright. When the other party asks him to speak, he will say, anyway, "Chinese people are not the first, and military skills are not second."
Everyone can have different opinions about music. Strictly speaking, there is no right or wrong, only likes and dislikes.
"Let me tell you, Xiao Shuo's views are the same as mine."
Upon hearing Hu Shuo's words, Huang Yurong smiled. In fact, several people present had already expressed their thoughts before Hu Shuo came. Huang Yurong's idea was to neutralize the two plans of Hao Datong and Tong Xianghui.
"It's easy to say, but Lao Tong and I's plans are completely two different approaches. It's not that simple to combine them!" Hao Datong frowned.
"Mom, are you doing this chorus to participate in some kind of competition? Or is it a performance?"
Hu Shuo asked curiously. The Conservatory of Music suddenly dispatched three professors, three teachers, and so many students to come together to rehearse the chorus. They must be participating in some major event.
"Participate in the competition. In the National College Chorus Competition held by CCTV to welcome the National Day, the schools that win the championship and runner-up can be qualified to participate in the CCTV National Day Gala. There are still ten days left before the finals. According to the competition organizing committee, the finals will be held
, if it is an original work, there will be 5 extra points. This is to encourage creation, so a few of us wrote such a song together." Huang Yurong truthfully told Hu Shuo the situation.
It’s the National Day Party again. It seems that this National Day Party is indeed very influential!
Hu Shuo sighed silently in his heart.
"If we rearrange the music now, time is too tight. I think it is better to just choose a plan, and my plan is undoubtedly more suitable!" Hao Datong said again. In terms of music, he is very good at it.
Stubborn, so far, he still firmly believes that his plan is the best.
"Is it better to have more high notes? Your plan is just nonsense. Not only is it difficult for the children to sing, but the effect of the chorus is too bad!" Tong Xianghui said tit for tat.
"My results are poor? It sounds like your plan is effective!" Hao Datong immediately countered.
Seeing that the two of them were arguing again, Huang Yurong quickly stopped in the middle: "Okay, let's stop arguing now. Since Xiao Shuo and I have the same point of view, I think we can try to change it."
"Xiao Shuo, what do you think can be improved?"
Huang Yurong cast an inquiring look at Hu Shuo again.
Hu Shuo pondered for a moment, and then, while scratching his head, he said: "Mom, didn't Professor Hao just say that time was too tight? How about you see if this works? I have a song here. What a coincidence.
It's called "Singing the Motherland". How about you take a look at what I do, and if you think it's okay, you can also line up a line of my song."
"Have you ever written such a work?"
Upon hearing Hu Shuo's words, everyone was a little surprised.
"I was also entrusted by a friend, and there happened to be such a song." Hu Shuo said with a chuckle.
"That's great~!"
"Take it out and let's take a look!"
“You can look forward to Xiao Hu’s works!”
Huang Yurong and the other three expressed their opinions one after another with surprise on their faces. After all, Hu Shuo had previously created "Dream Wedding" and "Horse Racing", and everyone was still looking forward to his works.
"The song is in my mailbox, so I need a computer and a printer." Hu Shuo spread his hands.
"There are computers and printers in the mixing room at the back." At this time, Yu Man, who had been standing silently next to him, interrupted.
"Yes, there's one right behind." Huang Yurong nodded, then waved to Yu Man: "Xiao Yu, please take Xiao Shuo there."
"Well, okay."
Yu Man nodded, then glanced at Hu Shuo: "Brother Shuo, then come with me."
"Okay."
Hu Shuo responded and followed Yu Man towards the backstage.