Zheng Qian finished the rehearsal and was very satisfied with the arrangement and condition. He made up his mind to submit the song. As for whether he would be satisfied with the big bosses, Zheng Qian was still certain in his heart.
At this time, Zhang Aimin came over and said: "Young man, you have a good brain. This song is really good. I like it! But I always feel that it lacks something new... Are you interested in trying the suona version? That's right.
, I will accompany you with the suona, and we join forces, what do you think?"
Zheng Qian was horrified in his heart and waved his hands quickly: "Teacher Zhang, the arrangement of this song is already a finished product. There are no plans to change it at this stage. If necessary, I will come back to you!"
Zhang Aimin's face was filled with regret, and he patted Zheng Qian on the shoulder: "It's your loss that you missed me."
At this time, Wei Yehong and Yang Hongyi came over and took Zheng Qian to the band rehearsal hall, where they could rehearse again.
As Yang Hongyi walked away, he said with a smile: "Zhang Aimin's suona is indeed a masterpiece. He does not brag about this. He has been studying playing skills for so many years. He is ranked second in the field of suona. No one dares to be ranked first, and he has never been
He is not afraid of any stage. However, this suona is too domineering and easily takes over the show. So if you want to cooperate with him, you can only form a band with him as the leader! If it is singing, you should not even think about working with him.
Cooperated.”
Zheng Qian felt the same way, so he refused.
The sound of suona is so outstanding that no musician will consider it when creating music. Even if it is added to music, it will only be used for solos.
This may be the reason why Zhang Aimin is a sixth-level civilian cadre at such an old age.
Wei Yehong said with a smile: "Zheng Qian's song is really good. Director Yang, I think you can hand it in today and let the General Administration review it. If it can pass, just pass it. If it doesn't, please tell me in advance."
Let Zheng Qian have time to write two more songs."
Yang Hongyi nodded: "Okay, I'll make arrangements as soon as I get back."
Zheng Qian quickly thanked him. At this time, the three of them came to the band rehearsal hall. There was a choir rehearsing in the hall, and each member was dressed very formally, wearing regular clothes, looking majestic and solemn.
The chorus music is "Holy Union", which is a piece of music with a strong Soviet style.
The team of about thirty people emitted loud singing that was deafening and had the power to inspire people.
"This is a choir under the Comrade Comrades Art Troupe in Beijing. They are present in every large-scale condolence performance. They are the ace team of the Comrades Art Troupe." Yang Hongyi introduced with a smile: "This condolences performance covers all seven military regions, and the task is heavy.
, the comrades-in-arms art troupe also sent elites to participate and do their part."
The Comrades Art Troupe has a relatively high exposure among major art troupes. They usually accompany the top leaders on visits and have received wide acclaim.
Zheng Qian listened with enthusiasm. "Holy Alliance" is a typical Soviet-style piece of music, with a strong style of worker-peasant class struggle. It is very majestic and solemn. Even during the rehearsal, this group of civilian cadres were all wearing regular uniforms, with serious expressions on their faces.
He is serious about his words, unlike Zheng Qian and others, who come to rehearsals wearing casual clothes and smiling.
After these people finished rehearsing, Zheng Qian watched several band performances one after another.
Different from the pop music often listened to by the outside world, the songs performed by everyone here are basically full of military colors, and because everyone is a team, the works performed are all majestic, and Zheng Qian's blood is boiling when watching it.
At this moment, the choir, which had just finished rehearsing "Holy Alliance" and stepped off the stage, suddenly broke into a dispute, which attracted much attention in the entire rehearsal hall.
Everyone looked over curiously.
Officer Yang was a know-it-all. When he saw this, he hurried forward to find out more. When he came back, he explained: "Zhou He from the Comrades Art Troupe did not complete the creative task. He was reprimanded by the deputy leader, and Zhou He left."
"Zhou He? Oh, I have heard about this."
Wei Yehong nodded slightly and explained to Zheng Qian: "Zhou He is a pianist in the Comrades Art Troupe, and he is also the leading songwriter in the group. He has just been promoted to a fifth-level civil servant. After a while, the Comrades Art Troupe will go out with the senior officials for visits.
, I have always performed "Holy Alliance", but after all, this is a piece written by the Russians. Although it is familiar, I still hope that the creators of the art troupe can create a march that belongs to us Chinese..."
Officer Yang smiled and said: "Yes, that's it. Zhou He has been very busy recently and is exhausted. He really can't write anything. Just now, the deputy leader of their regiment scolded Zhou He for slacking off in front of everyone.
Zhou Hecai was arrogant and arrogant because he was not actively creating. He couldn't stand this anger and turned around and left without any explanation."
Zheng Qian was stunned, are all the big guys so willful?
Wei Yehong said: "Actually, Zhou He is under a lot of pressure. He is already in his forties, and almost every time he gets promoted, he uses his age to get through it. Some time ago, in order to be promoted to the fifth-level civil servant, he risked his life to work with a group of world-class piano players.
After going through many competitions, I finally won the third place in the Hamamatsu International Piano Competition in Japan and won an award. In addition to the qualifications I had worked hard for in the past, I was promoted after submitting the application. It was not easy..."
Zheng Qian was thoughtful.
Director Yang said: "This creation can't come easily. It's still such a majestic march, and it has to be performed abroad. Ordinary songs are definitely not good. I understand Zhou He. It's Mrs. Liu, deputy director of the group."
It was too hasty..."
"How about I come?" Zheng Qian said tentatively, others can't come just as they say, but I can!
Wei Yehong and Yang Hongyi were both stunned.
"Are you coming? Why are you coming?" Yang Hongyi asked in confusion.
Wei Yehong understood it instantly and said with interest: "What's going on? You still have a unique skill to win the prize!"
"Try it!" Zheng Qian rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited, and even felt his blood boiling. He pointed to the piano at the corner of the stage: "When it's my turn to rehearse later, I'll go up and play it.
First of all, you two should listen first, and if it suits you, then consider it a favor to the comrades-in-arms art troupe."
Seeing that Zheng Qian didn't seem to be joking, Wei Yehong immediately said seriously: "Zheng Qian, your rehearsal is the most important. You should rehearse "Soldiers" first. If you really want to help, after the rehearsal is over, I will
I will take you to find Liu Zhenhua."
Liu Zhenhua is the deputy leader of the Comrades Art Troupe who just had a quarrel with composer Zhou He.
But Director Yang's eyes lit up: "I think it's okay! Young people should have this drive! Besides, "Soldiers" has just been rehearsed, there were no mistakes, and the performance was very good. But Zheng Qian, you
If you can play a song here on the spot and convince the people on Deputy Commander Liu's side, you will be a fan of our air administration! I will assign you to promote it later!"