Su Luo did not go home directly, but went to the studio, outside the door of the building and in the hall has become a second-hand trading market, there are a lot of office supplies, tables, chairs, air conditioners, computers, etc., it is estimated that other companies do not want or are ready to update the eliminated old goods, on the hall to display and shout for sale, attracting many passers-by who want to find bargains. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When I walked into the building, I saw that there were many small companies moving, and the porters were busy moving things up and down, carrying bags of drinks, and finally squeezed onto the elevator.

Pushing open the door of the studio, Brother Pao was also directing the workers to pack the equipment, and Yang Baobao was also helping beside him, sweating profusely.

"Brother Luo, you're here. Yang Baobao saw Su Luo coming, and hurriedly greeted. Brother Pao also beckoned to Su.

Su Luo handed the bag full of drinks in his hand to Yang Baobao,

"I'm bringing you a drink, it's hard work, stop first, let's have a bottle of drink first. Baby, you can help me distribute the drink to the masters, and there are a few packs of cigarettes in it, give them a hand, and call the masters to smoke a cigarette and rest. ”

"Okay!" replied Yang Baobao as he took the big bag.

Handing over a bottle of water to the sweaty Brother Pao, Su Luo asked,

"Talked?"

"After negotiating, they didn't get stuck in the liquidated damages and compensation, and they paid it directly in one lump sum, a little more than I expected. ”

"So smooth? I thought you'd get a lot of obstacles. Su Luo said with a smile.

Brother Pao drank a few sips of water, took a cigarette and lit it,

"Hey, now they are afraid that we will drag it out and refuse to move, it is said that the building is empty, and the new prosperous film and television department is going to move in, the money is refreshing, and they are sneering and urging to move away, are you looking for a good place?"

Su Luo also lit a cigarette and pointed to the workers and masters who were resting, "How can you find a place so quickly, call a knife to help find it, don't be in such a hurry, you have to take a breath when you hang yourself." ”

"That's not to say that we have to move today, don't you pack up the valuable equipment in the studio first, and it's more convenient when you move it, you must wait to find a place to move it, otherwise where will these things go? Anyway, they are more anxious than us, take your time." ”

"Taken care of now?"

"It's dismantled, it's being packed, it's almost there. The rest is nothing, the studio is just a recording studio, and the other benches and stools are generally fine when the time comes. ”

"Okay, I'll help too, and I'll call it a day. ”

After resting for a while, Su Luo also joined the work, after the equipment was packed, he closed the door, looked at the boxes of equipment and equipment inside through the glass window, and sighed secretly, when it was installed not long ago, the equipment was also piled up in the hall like this.

Yang Baobao looked very sad, not long after he came, he had just established and opened, and he was about to move out.

"Brother Luo, where are we moving to?"

"I don't know yet, but it's okay, I'll make it a dream-like place. ”

Su Luo patted Yang Baobao's shoulder,

"Let's go, let's eat!"

"Okay!"

......

When I returned home, I was already tired and paralyzed, lying on the sofa and didn't want to move, Brother Pao was about the same, explained the account received by the studio, and went back to rest.

There are a lot of things, and I don't have time to be lazy, so I have to plan and sort it out well, beat my spirit, and start cleaning up the task mode.

Looking for a house with a small knife is in the process, the small knife is usually not right, but it is still reliable, and the family is still engaged in real estate, there is no problem, what can be done now is to wait for his good news.

Xia Zihan's girl said that she would help the Xia Group advertise, this is not in a hurry, and the studio has to be rebuilt. Leng Yuxuan said that the variety show invitation, the eight characters have not been skimmed yet, so you can put it first. However, the old dean said that leading the team to participate in the Chinese and foreign music performance exchange meeting must be pondered carefully.

I don't know which one the old dean said is above, but it was handpicked by the Beijing Conservatory of Music, probably because the song "City in the Sky" at the centennial celebration of the university town was too shocking.

The old dean's meaning is probably to let Su Luo lead the team again, just use "City in the Sky", if so, it is actually easy to trouble, just go up again with the original symphony ensemble, it's not bad, and it's been rehearsed.

However, Su Luo thought about it carefully, the city in the sky is good, but it is Chinese and foreign, and it feels almost interesting to get it at this exchange meeting, there is something missing, something national, and it can't highlight the traditional culture of his country.

Beethoven, Mozart, these are not needed, the works of these great masters are too shocking, but they are not suitable for this occasion.

If you use domestic traditional musical instruments, it is easy to do, the key is that the current mainstream is Western musical instruments, and there are not many traditional Chinese musical instruments in the conservatory, and the team is not ready. I have to take into account that they are all students of the Conservatory, and the performance level is too difficult.

I have a little headache and ponder for a long time, which song is the most suitable, which song will give people a very intuitive feeling as long as you listen to it, it is something Chinese?

Su Luo looked at the ceiling blankly, and muttered in his mouth,

"Western Music, Chinese Traditional Music, Western Music, Chinese Music, ...... Chinese Music"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he sat up suddenly, and said to himself excitedly,

"Alien forms are nationalized, national music is modernized! I know what kind of repertoire to play. ”

Immediately turn on the computer, click on the software dedicated to composing music, and hit the keyboard wildly, the speed is amazing, Rao is so, it still took a long time, no way, the full version of this song is very long.

After writing, uh, after copying, I checked it carefully a few times, and there was no problem.

Looking up at the time, it was almost 10 o'clock, the old dean shouldn't have gone to bed so early, so he hurriedly handed in the task, or a task without a reward, and it was easy to hand it in early.

called the old dean,

"Hey, old dean, didn't disturb your rest, did you? The task you gave me has been completed, the song is ready, do you have an email address? I'll send it to you now, you can see if it's okay first." ”

"New tunes, you're not trying to trick me, are you? ready to play tunes so soon?" said the old dean's suspicious voice on the phone.

"You can see it by looking at it, it has taken me a long time, how can it be called perfunctory? Hurry up, email, well, okay, I have already sent it to you, you don't need me later, you find someone to play it yourself, anyway, I'm on the job." ”

"I'm going to watch the tune now, and I'll talk about the rest, okay, let's do it first. The old dean hung up the phone as he spoke,

Uh, what an impatient old man, Su Luo put down the phone and registered the copyright.

I can finally sleep, and I lie in bed exhausted, hoping that Xiaodaozi will have good news tomorrow, and the next task is to move.

On the other side, the old dean put down the phone and ran to turn on the computer in a hurry.

"What are you doing, old man? ”

"A stinky boy. ”

"Are the students causing trouble again?"

didn't answer, the old dean in front of the computer, looking at the score dumbfounded,

"Madame, go and get my violin. ”

"Are you sick, playing the violin at night? ”

"Hurry!"

took the violin, played a short main theme, stopped and turned back to ask Madame, who was already equally stunned,

"How's this tune?"

"Beautiful, beautiful, who wrote it?"

"A stinky boy. ”