Chapter 143 Conquering Xiong University
November 28, Friday night, Dormitory 403, the first-year dormitory building of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School.
Li Yan is playing the music that he and Xiong Da have been teaching for two days. Of course, except for Li Yan who can participate in the discussion at night, Xiong Da is almost always studying during the day.
On Thursday night, Xiong Da dumped several versions, and Li Yan communicated excitedly all night.
The two people communicated through QQ, and it seemed that they had established a sympathetic friendship.
"It's a lot richer." Lin Heng nodded repeatedly, "The main melody has not changed?"
"Considering that we don't have many opportunities to practice together, and it will affect our mentality when we go on stage, we should try not to change the main melody and reduce learning. Cost." Li Yan replied.
“I can’t even imagine how good the performance will be.” Li Ruofei sighed, “Liang Ban, let’s form a cheerleading team?”
Liang Tiancheng rolled his eyes at him, “This is literature and art. The performance is not a school sports meeting. "
"I saw that you played in physical education class today, and I know that your mental pressure must have been reduced a lot." Zhu Qinglun patted Li Yan on the shoulder, "Mr. Yan, that's it. The finale of the show is not an exaggeration.”
"After you perform, you can only perform the closing ceremony."
"Shhh." Li Yan raised his finger, "Save your character, save your character, don't step on each other."
< br>"Yan, are you going to export this accompaniment then?" Lin Heng asked.
“It will be exported, but it’s not a complete version.” Li Yan was still debugging, “Xiong Da and I are mainly adjusting the accompaniment of the vocals, and there is also a bass drum loop that runs throughout the song. , in order to make the music fuller, it will be played directly through the speakers, but if the main melody is also played, what else will the three of us perform on the spot?"
Li Ruofei looked at Zhu Qinglun, Zhu Qinglun looked at Liang Tiancheng, Liang Tiancheng looked for it? It took him a long time to find Chen Fan hiding under the covers.
They couldn't understand it anymore.
"Well..." Lin Heng nodded, "What about the flute in the prelude? And from what I heard, there seems to be a lighter tambourine? These two are also accompaniments, right?"
" I'll come."
I really like the words of the 403 Brothers: "Huh?"
"I learned the flute from Teacher Tao at noon yesterday, and I learned the tambourine at noon today-I strengthened it by the way. I tried the flute and it worked.”
"Okay, now I understand." Liang Tiancheng nodded.
Zhu Qinglun twisted his butt, "Ah, I have a disease that makes me feel uncomfortable if I don't listen to Mr. Yan's pretense for a day!"
"Are you feeling comfortable now?" Li Ruofei smiled and patted Zhu Qinglun.
"I feel comfortable and can have a good sleep."
No, I learned the flute at noon and the tambourine at noon. Is this your reaction?
Is it simply summed up as "showing off"?
Li Yan sighed softly deep in his heart. Sure enough, people's threshold will continue to increase.
“Give this person a way to live!” Lin Heng wailed and walked to the bed, picked up the guitar and started playing.
A melodious sadness spread from his fingertips.
"The past, the present, the past will never come again..."
The roommates looked confused, but still listened calmly.
"The sea of suffering... turns up love and hate..."
Then he put away the guitar and said, "Let's talk about expressing my feelings."
Nima, it turns out it is The roommates rushed over and made a fuss over this plate of vinegar-wrapped dumplings.
Li Yan smiled. This was the right reaction.
"Okay, Lin Heng, Xiong Da invited us to his music studio for a chat this weekend, will we go?"
"Go, go, go, I'm curious too, will Teacher Tao go?"
"Go too, I thought you were going to ask Lin Zhengmo if she was going."
"Then will she go?"
"No."
Lin Heng curled his lips, "Then tell me a ball."
"Why doesn't it sound right?" Li Ruofei whispered to Zhu Qinglun.
“I also think that there is something wrong with the three of them.”
“To be observed continuously, over.”
On Saturday, Li Yan and Lin Heng sat down We got in Teacher Tao’s car and headed to Feixiang Music Production Studio in the northern part of Rongxi District.
"This is my first time hanging out with you, right?"
"Yes, I haven't hung out with my brothers from 403 yet."
"It's an honor and an honor."
Teacher Tao, who was driving, couldn't help laughing.
The road was not far away, but it was extremely congested, so Teacher Tao started chatting with two students.
While chatting, I asked a question that Lin Heng was also very interested in:
"Li Yan, why are you so interested in this art performance?"
Li Yan smiled. Laugh, "I try my best to do my best in everything I do."
This is Li Yan's official answer. It is not wrong, but it is not comprehensive.
There is another reason why he didn't mention it to anyone. December 15th, the day of the cultural performance, was also his birthday.
At home, a birthday is a bowl of vermicelli soup with a boiled egg in it early in the morning. When you see such a breakfast, you know that your birthday has arrived.
But that’s it.
No cake, no feast, and no celebration.
For various reasons, Li Yan’s parents are too busy and the family does not have the habit of eating out. The most important thing is that Li Yan does not like to celebrate birthdays.
Even before his rebirth, he was precocious. He awakened to time anxiety prematurely, which made him equally hate some days that reminded him of "the passage of time."
What he fears most is that time will never turn back. Everything can be redeemed, except time.
Later, he simply ignored his birthday. For him, the meaning of birthday was equivalent to "one year closer to death."
It's just amazing that after rebirth, he actually had more serious time anxiety and wished he could not sleep. But it seems that... he does not exclude commemorating birthdays.
On her birthday in 2007, she spent her birthday waiting for the results of the competition. Li Yan ate the familiar boiled egg vermicelli soup, but she felt a moment of regret after that day. There really is only a bowl of boiled egg vermicelli soup.
Maybe it was his rebirth that made him no longer afraid of facing the passage of time, or maybe he needed some commemorations to start his life over again... But in any case, the cultural performance was held on his birthday, and such a shocking program can be regarded as his own. A birthday gift to myself.
"Wow, a perfectionist?" Teacher Tao nodded, "Perfectionism is very tiring, especially for someone like you who wants to do well in everything."
"He They really did a good job in all aspects..." Lin Heng added.
While chatting, we finally arrived at our destination. This studio is actually a storefront, and the decoration is very simple. At first glance, the entrance is a simple living room with a computer and Xiong Da is sitting on the sofa.
“Hey, Sister Rainbow.” Xiong Guojun greeted Teacher Tao with a smile.
"Ajun, long time no see, I'm a little fatter again."
Fat? Li Yan looked at the tall man in front of him, who clearly had artistic pigtails, wore trendy clothes, but had a naive expression. He couldn't think of the adjective "fat".
"Where, the working day used to be too much, it is not good to be so thin. These two are..."
"I am Li Yan, he is Lin Heng, Xiong... Hello, Brother Jun!”
“Hey, okay, come, have some tea.”
As soon as he sat down, Li Yan found a pack of strawberry-flavored bear biscuits on the table - he seemed to know the origin of the name, but he might as well pretend not to know.
Xiong Guojun is also an outspoken person. He did not greet Teacher Tao at the beginning and went straight to the topic: praising Li Yan.
Everywhere I go I see this script, I’m tired. Li Yan could only continue to maintain his fake smile.
Then he watched Teacher Tao start to name the dishes, "No. 1 in grade", "Physical student", "Can draw"...
Xiong Guojun's expression lost control after hearing this, and he slapped his head for a long time. , "Hiss... Are you so good? I'm still trying to find a good talent and work with him in music in the future."
"I still want to do music." Li Yan responded, "Lin Heng and I have big goals."
"No, no, no, no," Xiong Guojun pushed a cup of tea over, "Boy, Listen to your brother..."
"You are still an older brother, you are already an uncle." Teacher Tao teased.
“Listen to my uncle, with your level of ability, music is just for fun at best. You should study hard first and get into Hua Xia University, that’s a big deal.”
“I don’t think so. ”
"Ah?" Xiong Guojun didn't catch the words himself and glanced at Tao Caihong and Lin Heng. Why did they look so calm?
"He is number one in his grade, and he won it without even reviewing." Lin Heng raised his head proudly.
No, it’s okay to show off for your brother, but don’t be so pushy, Master Lin!
“Hoo ho ho,” Xiong Guojun took a sip of tea, “This guy is interesting.”
“Very interesting.” Teacher Tao nodded affirmatively.
"Let's go, let's show you something good." Xiong Guojun couldn't sit still.
After passing through a small passage blocked by a door curtain, Li Yan discovered that there was something going on in the studio.
A professional recording studio! There are also various musical instruments placed inside, as well as a bunch of incomprehensible electronic music equipment.
“Is it yours too?” Li Yan was shocked.
“It’s mine.” Xiong Guojun chuckled, “Sometimes friends come over to play, and I record a few bands and help produce their songs.”
"Are you alone?" Lin Heng's eyes shone with admiration.
"A few friends will come to help. Hey, I just mess around and don't make any money. I have some hobbies. My father's factory supports me. If I don't make some achievements, I may not be able to play. How many years have passed? It’s time to get married and have children.”
Teacher Tao patted Xiong Guojun, “Ajun, don’t feel pressured.”
“Sister Caihong, you too. You know how much effort it took me to build this recording studio, ugh."
Li Yan stared at the two adults sighing in front of her. The second generation of rich people are under pressure to pursue their dreams, right? They understand emotions rationally. If you don’t accept it, you are just sighing. If you want to pursue your dreams, just do everything you can to make things happen for me!
Xiong Guojun walked into the recording studio like a big kid, caressed various instruments, and said: "I have a big drum recovered from the village in my warehouse. How about... can we record the accompaniment of your song on the spot?"
"Thank you, Uncle Jun!"
"You should call me brother..."
Excluding the guzheng, flute, tambourine, and electric piano that will be played live, there is actually no How much rhythm is needed to be recorded live?
Bass drum, rattles, a little string music, plus some fine percussion.
The recording process was very smooth. Basically, I watched Xiong Guojun running up and down busy, recording a section, adjusting the balance, entering the computer, and so on.
Soon, a piece of accompaniment with excellent sound quality was finished. Xiong Guojun pulled out the USB flash drive and gave it directly to Li Yan.
"You want to use it for live performance, so I adjusted the listening experience and added less effects, trying to be more immersive."
"Thank you Brother Jun!" Li Yan was extremely happy, "But Brother Jun, you can send the files to me directly, qq."
"Ahem, I'll give you a USB flash drive, it's nothing."
"Brother Jun, there's one more thing. I just said that Lin Heng and I have big goals." Li Yan struck while the iron was hot, "Only one Chinese-style song that changes ancient poetry is not enough."
Normally speaking, if a first-year junior high school student says something like this, it will only be regarded as the ambition of the second-year junior high school student.
But when it came out of Li Yan's mouth, it was inexplicably convincing.
He really can do it.
Xiong Guojun smiled. He was actually a little excited by the two children, "Okay, if you need it, come to me and let's make music together - as long as it doesn't delay your studies."
"I promise to always be the first in grade, Lin Heng, can you?"
"I can't be the first in grade, but I can still be in the top ten. But what should Class Liang think after hearing this?"
These two dolls can really show off... Xiong Guojun shook his head. If he had such talent, why would he need to be so quarrelsome with his father?
"Are all the children in the third grade of junior high school now so thoughtful?" Xiong Guojun asked Teacher Tao with a smile.
"Third year of junior high school? They are both in the first year of junior high school."
"Aren't you teaching the third grade of junior high school?"
"There are no music classes for the third grade of junior high school."
A strawberry bear cookie! This is the first fucking year of junior high school? He's thirteen years old?
My youth was fed to the dogs...
(End of this chapter)