Chapter 47 I didn’t kill Edward, but Edward died because of me (please read and vote)


Chapter 47 I didn’t kill Edward, but Edward died because of me (please read and vote)

Zhao Wei was stunned.

In fact, before Zhou Yan came, Zhao Zhang often heard his father mention him.

In his father's words, Zhou Yan is a young man who is calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and talented. Before this, Zhao Yan had never heard his father praise a young man with so many complimentary words.

How old is Zhou Yancai? He is only three years older than him, so they can be considered the same age.

But the number of times his father praised him can be counted on the fingers of both hands.

Therefore, before they even met, Zhao Zhang felt a little dissatisfied with Zhou Yan.

After Zhou Yan finished playing "Dongfeng Etude" just now, Zhao Zhang thought to himself, isn't he talented? His piano playing level is only this, not as good as a middle school student like me.

But the song Zhou Yan just played surprised him.

After all, Zhao Zhang grew up in a musical family, and his cultivation of musical aesthetics has not fallen behind since he was a child. Although the form of "Forever Together" is very simple, he knows that it is a good song.

Whether a piece of music is good or not does not depend on its form. The key lies in whether it can resonate with people. Music must ultimately be listened to by people.

Just like the soundtracks his father Zhao Jiping composed for those movies, many of them are simple in form but full of emotion.

Obviously, "Forever" has achieved this. It is like a movie soundtrack. It is a song that can create images in people's minds as soon as they hear it.

“Brother Zhou Yan.”

Zhao Zhang’s previous “Brother Zhou Yan” may have been out of politeness, but this one was definitely from the sincerity.

"Huh?"

"Is this the piece you composed during the exam?"

Zhou Yan smiled: "That's not the case. This piece was written by me recently."< br>
Hearing this, Zhao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the examination of the Composition Department of Yangyin required music of this level to pass. If this was the case, then he would be in doubt. He didn't have the confidence to make a song of this level live.

Zhou Yan noticed Zhao Lao's expression and the change in his tone, and knew that this boy was a good judge of things.

"Forever" is the ending song of the cartoon "Spirited Away". Zhou Yan played an adapted piano solo version. Compared with the singing version, the piano solo lacks the flavor of neon folk music and the tune is more lively. , be more playful.

At this time, Zhao Zhang rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Brother Zhou Yan, can you give me a copy of the score of this piece?"

"We will talk about the score later, let me take a look first. Just do your usual composition homework.”

Since Sun Ling and others want Zhao Ku to apply for the composition department, they will definitely let him train in composition. In fact, in such a family, there is no need to train deliberately. Zhao Ku himself usually They should all be thinking about these things.

Sure enough, Zhao Ku took out several composition books from the drawer.

Zhou Yan was surprised to see so many composition books, but after reading them, he realized that many of them were notes written by Zhao Zhang himself, and there were not many completely completed arrangements.

Zhou Yan asked Zhao Lao to find a few songs that he was satisfied with, and Zhao Lao did so and found three songs.

After listening to Zhao Chang play three pieces of music, Zhou Yan smiled.

When he was outside just now, he saw that Sun Ling looked so worried, and thought that Zhao Ling was not doing well in his studies. Now it seems that Sun Ling is completely concerned and confused.

Zhao Zhang’s level is very high, let alone the piano. He will definitely get high scores in the piano exam.

As for composing, these sketches written by Zhao Lao are all very good and very spiritual. Moreover, Zhao Qi has solid basic skills in music theory, and the songs he creates are much more mature than those of his peers.

The only thing that is uncertain is how good Zhao Zhang’s test-taking ability is.

Usual composition is completely different from exams. First of all, the time is different. Most of the time, I compose freely. I write when the inspiration comes and stop when the inspiration comes. However, this is not the case for exams. You must follow the rules. You have to write it within the time limit; the themes of the songs are different. If you write it by yourself, you can write whatever you want. In the exam, you must follow the given questions. If you don't follow the questions, you won't get any points no matter how good you write.

Composing music is like writing an essay. Many people usually write with a lot of talent and ideas. During the exam, they may not be able to write 800 words in an hour.

Zhou Yan was like this when he first entered high school. He usually wrote novels and essays with great energy, breaking through 10,000 words a day. The novels he wrote were still circulated among his classmates and were quite popular.

But when it came time to take the exam, my writing was as sparse as if I had prostatitis.

Later, I had no choice. In order to take the exam, I had to practice a lot according to the template, and then I was assigned the essay.

“Are there any of these songs that were written within a time limit with given topics?” Zhou Yan asked.

Zhao Yan scratched his head and found two songs, "My mother took the exam for me some time ago."

Zhou Yan nodded and played the two songs with the sheet music. Read it again.

The music that came out of the exam was definitely a lot worse than the one that Zhao Kuo had played before, but it was not that bad either. This proved that Zhao Kuo still had the ability to take the test, and as long as he continued to practice, he would be fine.

“Brother, I really don’t understand, why do you have to take the exam? A really good piece of music should be a natural result of the article, and a good hand can accidentally get it. If you write a piece of music according to the given topic, the result will not be a masterpiece. . If we compose music for exams every day, our creativity will be exhausted."

Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Xi with a smile. He was not surprised at all by Zhao Xi's words. Many students were like this. Confusion, thinking that taking exams will destroy their creativity.

Is there any truth to this idea? Zhou Yan believes that there is a certain truth. There are indeed some students who have fixed thinking in the process of constantly taking exams.

But according to Zhou Yan’s experience, the situation is not as serious as they thought.

"Don't think too much." Zhou Yan smiled and waved his hand, "Creativity is not something that can be exhausted easily. In addition to training basic skills, composing for exams is also a last resort. There must be standards for assessment and selection. As long as there are standards , then there is exam-taking.”

“Well, I understand, brother.”

Now he doesn’t even use the word Zhou Yan, and just calls him brother.

Zhao Yan didn’t know how many people had heard similar words from Zhou Yan, but now Zhou Yan’s words were particularly convincing. The reason is very simple, that is, Zhou Yan’s talent convinced Zhao Yan.

And it is easier to build communication bridges between peers. The song itself may not be so powerful, but combined with Zhao Jiping's praise of Zhou Yan before, it created an image like a role model in Zhao Ji's mind.

The human nature of young people is like this. They hate someone quickly and like someone quickly.

......

Sun Ling has been sitting on the sofa reading a book, but her mind has always been in the room.

She had heard Zhao Jiping say before that Zhou Yan's academic performance in the composition department was also top-notch, so when she heard that Zhou Yan was coming this time, she thought of letting Zhou Yan tutor Zhao Kui.

Logically speaking, with Zhao Jiping tutoring her at home, their son's music level would definitely be fine, but they couldn't be sure about things like exams.

Therefore, students like Zhou Yan who have proven themselves in exams are very popular with parents.

The same is true for general majors. Students from Tsinghua University and Peking University are more popular as tutors than many teachers with many years of experience.

After Zhou Yan and the others came out, Sun Ling hurriedly asked, "Xiao Zhou, how are you?"

Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Teacher Sun, Zhao Ku's performance is pretty good. He must have practiced piano a lot, and his level is higher than mine.”

"Xiao Zhou, you are so humble, but Xiao Zeng did play the piano very early, and I stare at him every day."

Zhou Yan nodded, "That's no wonder, when it comes to composing, he has great ability and aura. Yes, but the test-taking skills and mentality are a bit different. He should take advantage of this year to do more targeted training. I have listed the questions from the composition department in previous years. He will practice more according to them in the future. In addition, he should pay attention to current affairs. Sometimes teachers’ questions are also affected by current events. For example, if there is a happy event before the exam, the questions are mostly positive and enthusiastic..."

Sun Ling blinked while listening to Zhou Yan's talk. After a few glances, she felt that she was not facing a student, but a teacher with many years of experience. His demeanor and tone were somewhat similar to those of Zhao Zhang and his class teacher.

What surprised Sun Ling the most was that she felt that her son's attitude towards Zhou Yan had changed and he had become closer, and there seemed to be a hint of admiration in his eyes.

My own son knows best. Although Zhao Chang looks well-behaved on the surface, he is actually a proud and arrogant child. To be able to convince someone, that person must have real talent and learning.

Sun Ling put down the book in her hand and said, "Xiao Zhou, are you okay this afternoon? If you are fine, don't leave in a hurry. Stay here for dinner."

"I..."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and was about to say it was no trouble, but Sun Ling had already come out from the kitchen with a knife.

"Teacher Sun, you..."

Sun Ling waved her hand holding the knife in the air, "Xiao Zhou, please sit down, I will come as soon as I go."


Seeing Sun Ling's furious look, Zhou Yan was slightly startled. There was a big contrast between Teacher Sun's before and after, and there was a murderous look in the way she held the knife.

"What are you doing, Teacher Sun?" Zhou Yan turned to ask Zhao Zhang.

Zhao Ku held his chin and said, "They should have killed Edward."

"Edward?"

"Well, our chicken."


Zhou Yan twitched the corner of his lips and said to himself that your chicken is quite fashionable, and its name is Edward.

"Did you name it?"

"Yeah."

"You have a good relationship with it?" Zhou Yan asked again, he thought, now that he has a name , should be kept as pets.

Zhao Yan swallowed his saliva, "I don't like stir-frying, it's best to make gourd chicken."

Zhou Yan was left speechless by Zhao Zhang, and hurriedly went out to find Sun Ling. He wanted to stop Sun Ling from killing the chickens, but it was really not good for him to come and eat the chickens.

But by the time Zhou Yan arrived at the crime scene, all the chicken blood had been drained.

Zhou Yan stood in the cold wind and sighed, "I didn't kill Edward, but Edward died because of me."

......

Zhou Yan finally got Sun Ling's advantage. The dish was Chang'an's famous gourd chicken, and he ate a third of it with great remorse.

However, this chicken meal was not that delicious. In the following days, he was busy with Zhao Jiping at the studio during the day to score the soundtrack for "Raise the Red Lantern". When he got off work in the evening, he followed Zhao Jiping to his home to sing the music for Zhao Ji. Counseling.

Zhou Yan also copied a copy of the score of "Forever Together" to Zhao Lao. This guy really liked this piece and played it every day.

When Zhao Jiping learned that this piece of music was written by Zhou Yan, he was full of praise and praised the piece as having a sense of story. He also said that if he comes across some movies with a more relaxed style, he can try them out.

Zhou Yan stayed in Chang'an until February 9th, and also spent the New Year at Zhao Jiping's house.

After that, he did not go to Yanjing, but returned to Jinling.

My predecessor’s mother used to work in the Jinling Opera House’s performing arts troupe, and her employer allocated her a small house. During the housing reform in 1985, she spent most of her savings—a total of 5,300 yuan—to buy this house. .

Later, my mother passed away and my predecessor also inherited this house.

The house is not big, with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, with a usable area of ​​more than 50 square meters. It is considered a medium-sized house. The largest house in the apartment is 80 square meters.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Yan covered his nose.

Because no one has lived there for a long time, the house is dark and damp, and you can smell a musty smell as soon as you enter the door.

Thanks to [Embroidered Cloth] for the 1666 book coins reward, hello, brother on the list

 

 

(End of this chapter)



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