As he spoke, the old professor suddenly became puzzled.

"I remember: the last time you showed me his unsightly work, and told me: He boasted about Haikou and wanted to compete with you for the qualification of a movie theme song, didn't he?"

Liu Yapeng nodded: "Yes, teacher." ”

"I still remember: after I watched his works, I was directly sure that he would not be your opponent, because with his level of lyrics, only some saliva songs are arranged, so you don't have to worry. ”

"Yes. ”

"But you still don't feel at ease, because you said that this Lu Yao is the son of the well-known director Tong Chenggang, and the movie "Tiger Standing on the Dragon Pan" directed by Tong Chenggang has not yet set the theme song, and what you want to compete for is this theme song!

You're worried: they're going to work in the dark because of the father-son kinship, and let Lu Yao's work be selected and your music out. ”

"Hmm. ”

The old professor's eyes narrowed.

"You competed with him, did you lose? His work was chosen as the theme song?"

Liu Yapeng: "...... Yes, I lost. But ......"

The old professor interrupted him with a sigh.

"Yapeng, I see. I also told you last time: although in terms of the excellence of your works, you are not inferior to him, but the current art circle, after all, is too seriously linked to capital and personal relations.

So, if you win, it's well deserved, and if you lose, it can only mean that the current society is too distorted, and the bonus of capital and favor to the work is too great.

I know you're uncomfortable, but sometimes, the world is so unfair!

Let's look at the point!"

Liu Yapeng: "......"

Teacher, you seem to have misunderstood?

It was true that I lost last time, but I lost convincingly, and there is no problem of black-box operation!

It seems that the last time I took the song "Down to the Beach" to the teacher, it turned him into a determined road black!

"You came to me again with his work this time, presumably because you are not angry and want me to judge you, right?" the old professor continued, "Actually, you don't need to look at it. Since you are not convinced, it must be that Tong Chenggang has gone too far and is too blatant.

You and I know it, but we don't need to find comfort from me.

Let's face it, Yapeng. ”

"Teacher, you misunderstood! I didn't mean that!"

Liu Yapeng finally couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Oh, is it? Strange, why is it that this time, listening to your tone, is completely different from the last time when he was sarcastic and demeaning him?

You said you didn't mean that, how many did you mean?"

"Teacher, I did lose last time, but in this duel, he beat me in a dignified manner, and he didn't go through the back door or operate in the dark. I'm convinced!"

The old professor was stunned.

"What? You say it again? You mean: his work convinces you?"

"Yes. ”

"How is this possible?" muttered the old professor, "You show me the work he beat you last time!"

Liu Yapeng took out his mobile phone, found the first live video of Lu Yao and Liu Ye, jumped directly to the singing part, and clicked play.

"Where is my sword going?

Love and hate are hard to match

My sword pierced the sky

I don't understand right and wrong

I was drunk and hazy

Grievances and grievances are illusory and empty

I woke up from a spring dream

Life and death are all empty

......”

Before he could finish listening, the old professor was already in high spirits.

"Good words! Good song! Yapeng, you are not wronged!" He did not hesitate to praise the words: "Although according to him, the lyrics and music of this work are all from his friends, but his singing skills are indeed excellent, with this song, they complement each other, and they are indeed more than one grade stronger than your primary!"

He once deeply hated Lu Yao because of Liu Yapeng's guidance, and became a determined Lu Hei.

But now, Liu Yapeng is frank and honest, making his previous careful thoughts public, and at the same time presenting Lu Yao's excellent works to him, which made him change his opinion.

This young man is still very powerful!

"Teacher, you have been deceived. Or: All of us have been deceived by him!"

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

Liu Yapeng told the old professor what he heard from Lao Zhang.

"Teacher, actually, the last time I showed you, it was just one of his spoofs. You don't have much access to the Internet, so you probably don't know it: he actually has a lot of great works......"

"What? You mean: this guy has a split personality, a combination of a genius and a madman, and has composed several classic songs, piano pieces?!"

"Yes, teacher. ”

The old professor was a little stunned for a moment.

"So, what do you want to do with his work this time?"

"Teacher, I would like to ask you to evaluate how big the gap is between the student and him, and whether it can be made up by studying hard?

If so, how long?"

The old professor looked at this slightly depressed student, and his heart was infinitely emotional.

Back then, he was arrogant, and except for the teacher, he never looked at the Lord in the eyes of other classmates.

Now, he actually took the initiative to ask himself: how far is the gap between him and this person!

It seems that he has suffered a lot of blows!

"Bring me the score!" he commanded. At the same time, I picked up my reading glasses from the table next to me and put them on.

After a few glances, he nodded slightly.

"This song, look at the lyrics, it's not bad!

This lyrics have a lot of Buddhist words.

For example, pointing to the moon, three thousand worlds, ten directions, dancing swords with flowers, miscellaneous thoughts, red lotus, a stick of incense, no two and no other, etc., with the Buddha's worldview and wisdom to describe and answer the love, hatred, and hatred in the world.

Nice, nice!"

Liu Yapeng continued: "Teacher, take a look at the melody of the whole song again!"

The old professor hummed a few words at the score, and the more he hummed, the more frightened he became.

"What does he think of this melody?

The vocal range of the whole song ranges from the bass 'la' to the super treble 'hair', almost three octaves!

What is the concept of three octaves?

Ordinary people hum a little tune every day, usually a little more than an octave.

Choir members should have at least one and a half octaves of vocal range.

A professional soloist will have to reach at least two octaves or more to be competent!

And three octaves, I'm afraid only a flowery soprano can challenge!

He wrote it for the female singer?

I estimate: Except for those palace-level female singers, no one can perfectly control this song!"

Liu Yapeng shook his head: "It's not for others, it's for himself!"

"What? Himself?!What are you kidding? Can he sing?"

Liu Yapeng didn't reply immediately, but just took out his mobile phone, found the live video, and played it to the teacher.

The old professor's eyes gradually straightened as he listened.

Just listen to a song.

"Teacher, what do you think of his composition and singing?"

The old professor took off his reading glasses tremblingly and did not say a word for a long time.

"Teacher?!"

"Contemptible...... Not good at evaluation. ”