Cao Zige was in a very good mood tonight, he tasted the delicious Wagyu beef that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the original tune was modified by a music god like Lin Bao, and the quality was on a higher level, and he was about to take off.

After taking a walk with his girlfriend on the school's garden avenue, he rushed back to the dormitory, eager to prepare for the next song.

Ding dong!

A message pops up on the lock screen of your phone: "Are you free, come to my office now." ”

The sender is "Teacher Qian Feng".

Cao Zige couldn't help but perk up.

This teacher Qian Feng is a teacher at the Modu Conservatory of Music and the head of the department, and when he was interviewed for the art examination, he was personally admitted by this teacher.

In the past six months, he also relied on his talent in pop music, and he had a very close relationship with this teacher, and often went to his office to listen to the meaning of some graduate seniors, this music boss has the intention of cultivating him as a closed disciple.

Therefore, as soon as he received the news, Cao Zige hurriedly replied to the message, and trotted all the way to the door of Qian Feng's office.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a scolding voice from inside: "I'm going to graduate in less than a year, look at you guys coming up with this work! Ah! At this level, you still have the face to participate in music programs? And the face says that you are an academic?

Forehead......

Teacher Qian Feng's scolding words, how can they be the same as Senior Brother Lin Bao?

Cao Zige thought about it and withdrew the hand that knocked on the door.

"Look at this year's first-year undergraduate students, who have just entered the school and come up with high-quality original songs? What about you, who are in the second year of graduate school, and are still messing around in school day by day, don't you want to finish your studies? You are not even as good as a freshman, how can you who are senior brothers and sisters still have face?"

Cao Zige's face turned red when he heard this.

That's talking about him......

It's not so exaggerated, he just wrote this song by coincidence, and he still knows the gap between him and a few seniors.

A few submissive voices: "We know it's wrong, Mr. Qian ......"

"If you know it's wrong, you can solve the problem if you know it's wrong, and the students who can become national-level singers in our school every year can make their debut in SNH48!"

A girl's voice: "Teacher, do you still know SNH48......"

“...... Is this the point? Yutong, you're taller among the short, you're still a good one of you, you say you don't want to play your talent, what are you doing hiding in the dormitory every day?

"Teacher Qian, didn't you say that we are not encouraged to participate in the competition......

"That's to say them! One by one, their breath is unstable, and they still have the face to participate in the competition in the name of the conservatory!"

......

In the dialogue that followed, it was basically Qian Feng who took out the works and papers of several graduate students one by one and executed them.

I don't know what the mood of the senior brothers and sisters inside is, anyway, Cao Zige is furious when he hears it outside.

This batch is too ruthless!

is worthy of the devil's edge, and once had the feat of repeating a year for students who have already won the top record company.

As a result, the student, several Internet popular songs have been released, fans are waiting to be fed, and the record company boss is anxious, this devil Feng just won't let go, the reason is that the graduation thesis is not rigorously written and cannot be published.

You say that a music student in the Department of Popular Music, but not a PhD student studying music theory, why should you be so serious?

There was no way, the senior stayed in the school for another year, and the students wrote articles with doctoral theses at a higher level, and finally got their graduation certificates. In the next few years, under the operation of the company, he has now become a top musician in the industry, and even the top music competition "Singer Night" that began after the year is said to invite him to be a judge.

......

Twenty minutes later, the shouting inside gradually stopped.

Soon, footsteps were heard, the door was pushed open, and several students walked out with miserable faces.

Seeing Cao Zige standing outside, the expressions on the faces of several people became even more complicated.

"Ha, junior brother, you're here!"

A fairy-looking girl with two strands of hair hanging down on her forehead came out at the end, and waved her hand at Cao Zige with a smile.

"Sister Yutong. ”

Cao Zige said busily.

This is one of Mr. Qian Feng's protégés, Xiao Yutong, who lives in the dormitory every day and is famous in the department.

"Let's get inside. ”

Xiao Yutong winked at him, "When the old man sees you, he can dissipate his anger, hehe......"

Cao Zige scratched his head and nodded busily.

Inside the room, behind a somewhat cluttered desk, sat a middle-aged man with long white hair and black-rimmed glasses.

Head of the Department of Popular Music of Modu Conservatory of Music, Qian Feng.

Seeing Cao Zige come in, Qian Feng smiled slightly, and his voice in a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent was magnetic: "Zige, come, I just gave you a few senior brothers and sisters guidance on their graduation works, really, one by one, it doesn't make people worry." When you go to graduate school in the future, can't your graduation project be as ...... as they are?"

I've just entered my freshman year, so why did I even arrange my graduate graduation project?

Cao Zige was a little helpless, but he didn't dare to say anything, and smiled: "The seniors and seniors are very good......

"Excellent fart!"

At the mention of his graduate students, Qian Feng's tone was obviously different, he snorted, and then took out an A4 piece of paper from the drawer, "I called you here, it's about your song." ”

Handing the paper to Cao Zige, he continued: "I took a look at it in detail, the overall quality is good, folk songs, although this theme is niche, but the quality is still very high." I won't change the words, if you have the score, with your current ability, it is not easy to reach this level. But there are still some things that need to be modified, there are skills, and style, I roughly wrote a few points, you go back and take a look at it first, if there is anything you don't understand, come and ask me. Strive for this song, can be boutique. ”

"Okay, okay, thank you so much, teacher......"

Cao Zige was a little flattered.

Yesterday, Qian Feng casually mentioned it and asked him how he was doing recently, so he told Qian Feng about the song he was composing, and also sent the lyrics and songs.

Unexpectedly, the other party attached so much importance to it, and in just one day, he personally helped him change the tune.

Cao Zige knows that even the senior brother who is about to win the judge's seat in a top music competition, every time he sings, he will come back to let his mentor Qian Feng check it.

Ordinary musicians, if they want to let this big guy palm their eyes, there is no way.

He glanced down at the score in his hand, which had been sketched in red pen, mostly revisions of notes.

But as soon as he saw these modifications, Cao Zige was suddenly stunned.

"Don't be so polite with me, you have good talent, work hard, and the department will do everything in its resources to help you...... What, something?"

Qian Feng saw him stunned there, so he asked.

"Ah, it's fine. Thank you, teacher......"

Cao Zige reacted.

Qian Feng frowned slightly: "If you have anything, just say it directly, do art, don't be like those XX guys, how tired you are to live...... There are some modifications in it, probably at your current level, and some difficulty, but ...... In this way, just take a look now, if there is anything you don't understand, I'll tell you directly. ”

"Okay, teacher......"

Cao Zige's expression was a little strange, he walked to the desk, pointed to one place above, and said to Qian Feng, "Teacher, look here, isn't it better to change it to 'do'?"

"You ......"

Qian Feng was a little confused.

Are you asking me for advice, or are you instructing me?

His gaze fell on the place pointed by Cao Zige, and he read a sentence in his mouth, "Trembling, Miruido", but he was suddenly stunned.

After connecting the two sentences, Qian Feng went through it a few more times in his heart, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

The original sentence of Cao Zige's score actually has some mistakes in it, which is also a common mistake made by newcomers, so Qian Feng helped him change a tone.

But just now Cao Zige suddenly said that he would change this sound to "do", and Qian Feng didn't care about it, because in this way, it is common sense that it is wrong on top of wrong. But when he sang it carefully, he found that it didn't seem to be the case!

Because it is a folk song style, the modification of this place, in terms of tone, is more fluent and connected before and after, and the meaning is natural, and the artistic conception is all out at once!

Compared with him, it is simply raised to a level!

Could it be that the talent of his own student is still above his prediction? Qian Feng looked at Cao Zige in disbelief: "Here...... Did you figure it out yourself?"