Chapter 136 Who is good at ethnic musical instruments?


Chapter 136 Who is good at ethnic musical instruments

On Saturday morning, under the big banyan tree in the playground of the first grade of junior high school.

In order not to disturb their sleeping roommates, Li Yan and Lin Heng tacitly chose to go outdoors.

The temperature has dropped a bit again, but the sunshine is just right, so wearing a woolen sweater under the school uniform jacket is enough.

“We feel like an idol drama now.” Lin Heng held the guitar, “It’s a pity that there are not beautiful female classmates beside me.”

"Shall I go then?"

Lin Heng just smiled. In terms of arrogance, Li Yan was indeed worse than him. This kind of little teasing was commonplace for him.

“Last night I picked out three more versions. One version is cheerful but not too dramatic, one version has an obvious twist, cheerful in the front and soothing in the back, and one is festive but fast.”

Lin Heng said as he opened his notebook, which recorded the melody he had devoted himself to creating on Friday.

Li Yan nodded and signaled Lin Heng to start performing.

Originally, Friday night was the scheduled time for Li Yan to sing, but the two of them each took out seven or eight pieces of simplified music, and after a long time they couldn't come up with an answer. The key is that the roommates were all talking about it, which really disrupted the rhythm.

In the end, the work that night became a matter of selecting the best three songs.

Lin Heng has received music education since he was a child. He is good at guitar, piano and related instruments - electric guitar, bass, electric piano, etc. He also has a dedicated vocal teacher.

Of course he also learned a lot of music theory, but he didn’t like it because he thought it was too boring.

Lin Heng would rather hold the guitar and play randomly all afternoon than record simple music scores in his notebook.

But after all, I hired a professional teacher, and my abilities in sight-singing, ear-training, and music notation are still there. In addition, I can also play the piano, and my familiarity with music scores has been accumulated over time.

Even so, when he really wanted to compose music, he still had to pick up some theoretical books and string together various related knowledge in his mind before he could slowly write some melodies.

Speed, beat, pitch, duration...if you think about it, it's pretty big.

So he used a "simplification" method to select "cheerful and festive" melodies among commonly used melodies in pop music. Why is there no "sweet" one?

Because he really doesn’t know what kind of atmosphere Xiangtian is like.

After selecting the melody, we use it as a basis to fine-tune the rhythm. After adjusting in many different directions, multiple different composition versions are produced.

The advantages are obvious and more mature; the disadvantages are more obvious and there is a strong sense of déjà vu.

“I’m going to hum some simple guitar chords for the time being, and I won’t sing any more lyrics.” Lin Hengdao.

“The lyrics will come later, and I still have to study the pronunciation.” Li Yan nodded.

Then Lin Heng finished humming three songs in a low voice. In the empty playground, the sound quickly dissipated with the wind.

Li Yan did not comment, but took out his own song - only one.

Lin Heng suddenly felt a burst of pressure.

I experienced it last night... The music scores that Li Yan threw out had a kind of aura. You can tell by looking at the music sheets that the changes are much richer than his.

Why? This is simply impossible!

This was what Lin Heng thought when he saw the score.

He watched helplessly as his roommate went from knowing nothing to composing music by hand. No matter how strong or talented this person was in learning, he could learn basic music theory just by reading books.

It has to be accumulated! Sight-singing and ear training is a cumulative training. Lin Heng's own music reading speed was also developed by practicing musical instruments for many years. Li Yan has been listening to music with headphones on for the past two days. Is this called accumulation?

Li Yan hummed her own tune, matching it with a simple percussion beat.

The more Lin Heng listened, the more frightened he became, and he did not speak for a long time.

“I picked over and over again, and I decided to just keep the ones I think are the best.” Li Yan smiled and patted the music score placed on the tree pond, “How do you like it?”

"Okay."

This made Li Yan not know what to say.

Lin Heng tore up the three songs recorded in his notebook and threw them on the ground.

“If I can’t even describe the aura in your music, what’s the reason for not choosing it?”

Li Yan picked up the music that Lin Heng had thrown away. , "As long as you create it yourself, don't discard it like old shoes, they will witness your progress."

Lin Heng took it with a complicated expression, "Yan, it's really hard for me to understand, maybe it's hard to accept that composing is not just about music theory, it requires accumulation. I have accumulated so much, but in the end I still have to choose ready-made melodies. Change, can a cheerful melody pop up in your mind?"

"So I have been listening to songs these two days."

Lin Hengshihua.

“I didn’t write down the music when I was listening, I just listened to a lot of songs that fit the atmosphere I wanted, and changed one after another,” Li Yan said. “I also have to thank my brother for lending me his MP3 player and mobile phone. The data charges for downloading so many songs are going to explode.” “What happens after listening to it?”

"Zhang Wuji learns Tai Chi."

Lin Heng actually felt a sense of enlightenment and had a strong desire to complain about his own enlightenment.

“Listen to a lot, and then forget it. Without being affected by any ready-made song, just stare at the words of Qingyu Case and hum to your heart’s content. This is it.”

“Forget it all. It means you have learned it, right..."

"Yes, that's what it means. The prerequisite for mastery is not to be restricted by any framework."

Lin Heng still wanted to tear up the music score in his hand.

He looked at Li Yan's simplified music score, hummed it again, glanced at Li Yan in surprise, and then hummed it again.

"You were in the dormitory at the time. How should I put it? Cheerful, lively, sweet, and then more hurried, showing the protagonist's anxiety, reaching the peak of 'looking for him in the crowd thousands of times'..."

"It stopped suddenly, and when it came to 'Looking back suddenly', the rhythm slowed down, slowly dropped, and finally stopped abruptly."

Lin Heng opened his mouth, a handsome face full of shock, "Completely It’s the rhythm you’re talking about, but it’s not even composed yet! How can it feel like it’s stopping so suddenly?”

Li Yan didn't want to continue irritating Lin Heng, "If we are satisfied with the song, we should think about how to sing the lyrics, adjust it, and start arranging the music at the same time. We are a little pressed for time."

Of course he can't He told Lin Heng that his "composition" skills had increased by 5 points in the past two days, to 39 points.

There is no breakthrough knowledge in music theory, but the score is still 37, which means that the level of composition knowledge is even higher than that of music theory.

However, the upper limit of composition is not limited by music theory.

This is also thanks to his 5 points of secondary skill intelligence. With the blessing of understanding, memory, and imagination of up to 50% of the progress bar, "creative" behaviors such as composing can only be performed with corresponding theoretical knowledge. The supporting conditions will be explosively improved.

As for the third-level skill "Music", it has also improved a bit due to the improvement of composition and music theory. It has also radiated to the fourth-level skill "Instrument", directly raising the score of the instrument to 36, which is considered dessert after dinner.

At that time, Lin Heng discovered that Li Yan had not practiced the instrument recently, but his level had improved inexplicably. He wondered if his heart would be broken...

"Arrangement," Lin Heng pursed his lips. Pursing her lips, "To be honest, I don't have a clue right now. I still have to digest your music. Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes." Li Yan took out another sheet of music. , like ghost-drawing symbols, with various patches, it looks like the product of many times of struggle, "I made a very rough version."

Rough... rough? This is a staff manuscript, and even the instrument is marked!

"No, when did you master this knowledge?"

As soon as you try to arrange music, it is activated. Once activated, you are radiated. You can master it in 36 minutes in one second.

“No, no, when was this score written?”

Get up early in the morning and write a little, write a little in class, and study a little at night - as I said, time is a sponge The water in it...

"No, no, no, no, no...why are there national musical instruments?"

Lin Heng had too many problems at once.

“I tried the Chinese pentatonic mode. Although many people think it is a kind of metaphysics, in the end, how it sounds and how it conveys emotions can only be known by combining the timbre of the instruments, the performance of the vocals, etc. "Li Yan said eloquently, "Anyway, if we can find suitable ethnic instruments and combine them with the pentatonic mode, the effect should be better."

"Have you already thought of this?"< br>
“We can continue to discuss in detail how to arrange it. My current idea is that the whole song is mainly in the feather mode, and there is a variation in the interlude before entering the second lower part. I don’t know if it is feasible to change the palace mode. Or not?"

Lin Heng bit his lips for a while, and suddenly his eyes widened, as if he thought of something crucial:

"I don't know how to play traditional musical instruments, can you?"

"Who is good at traditional musical instruments?"

Lin Heng rolled his eyes, "She won't agree."

"I've felt it since the beginning of school. You and Lin Zhengmo..."

"Don't tell others that she is my cousin."

Li Yan raised an eyebrow, which was expected.

"Besides, she hates me." Lin Heng sighed.

(End of this chapter)

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