After everyone got to know each other, Han Le'an asked curiously, "Mr. Deyun, can I take a look at the things in your hand?"

"Look, whatever you want. Zhang Deyun handed the things out.

Taking the jujube wood block and holding a stool in the other hand, Han Le'an was very surprised.

What is so common in the village can become a musical instrument in the hands of an old artist, and it is also very meaningful.

He smashed it with the jujube wood block, feeling the pulse in it.

"Fellow artists, our festival is mainly rock, and if you want to perform at the festival, I have a suggestion. Han Le'an put down the things in his hand and said with a smile.

"What advice?" asked a couple of veteran artists.

It doesn't matter what the festival is, it's enough to have the opportunity to sing the same old tune, and it's the same everywhere.

However, this is the first time that the suggestion has been raised, and everyone is curious.

"Mr. Zhang, then I said it. Han Le'an changed his words.

"Tell me. Zhang He said slowly.

I just said that we want to discuss, but now we have to get to the point.

"In my opinion, the old-fashioned performance form is not impeccable, and there are many places where it can be better, and I think we can add some modern musical elements to it to make it more accessible to young people, and the performance on stage will be better. Han Le'an said slowly.

He is a professional musician and has his own unique perspective on the old style.

The music festival needs to explode, and the old cavity is not in place in some places because of the instrument.

Since you are going to have a music festival, you have to change something and be in line with the trend of the times.

"No, I can't. Zhang He immediately refused.

"The old style is an intangible cultural heritage, a traditional opera, and once new elements are added, it will lose its original appearance. Zhang He explained.

He remembered that when he was in Weinan before, the boss of the performance troupe showed off his might, and wanted to use the old man as a foil and make some jokes.

What Zhang He wants to spread is the original old dialect, not after casual changes.

"Director Han, in accordance with the regulations of the Ministry of Culture, the use of national intangible cultural heritage items for artistic creation, product development, tourism activities, etc., should respect their original form and cultural connotation, and prevent distortion and abuse. Liu Xingwu added on the side.

Han Le'an laughed when he saw the vigilant eyes of the two people.

"Mr. Zhang, Director Liu, you misunderstood what I meant, I don't want to adapt, but I plan to focus on the performances of old artists, and add modern elements to them, I won't do things that dominate the crowd, let alone what you think. ”

"Huayin's old dialect is a national intangible cultural heritage, how can I change such a unique thing casually, with my ability, even if I change it, I can't change it. Han Le'an said with a smile.

Zhang He touched his nose, daring to love is wrong.

"It's still up to the grandfathers to decide this matter, as long as they agree, we have no opinion. Zhang He said with a smile.

"Old artists, what do you think of my proposal? We can give it a try, and then we won't talk about it. Han Le'an said slowly.

Zhang Delin frowned, and then relaxed.

"We're old, but we're still young at heart, so we can give it a try, and I want to see how you can blend our old style with those modern elements. Zhang Delin said.

He is the head of the class, he has no opinion, and the other old people have no opinion.

"Thank you for your trust in me, time is pressing, we won't delay, start preparing immediately!" Han Le'an said solemnly.

It's already night, and tomorrow is the show, so you can't fight an unprepared battle, you have to prepare in advance.

The theater has been emptied, and Zhang He and a group of people are left.

Communicating with the old artists about some of the old words, Liu Xingwu is making additions on the side, he is sorting out the old style scripts, and he is also professional, and he specializes in art compared with Han Le'an.

Han Le'an selected a few plays and asked the old artists to perform on the stage, writing and painting with a notebook in their hands, and recording the inspiration in their hearts.

There are so many surprises for him to be here today, and there are countless ideas in his mind that he wants to implement.

First of all, it is necessary to choose the content of tomorrow's performance, and Han Le'an has selected a few tracks that are suitable for singing at the festival tomorrow.

The stage of the theater is decorated with drum kits, and a group of fashionably dressed musicians stand on the stage with guitars, basses, and other instruments in their hands.

These musicians are members of their company's band, and in this performance, Han Le'an directly called over and asked them to cooperate with the performance of the veteran artist.

The musicians respect Han Le'an very much, although they don't think that these old artists can sing any good things, but they are very cooperative on the surface.

Everyone sat down, Zhang Delin and they were still sitting on the bench they brought, and the musicians stood behind the old artists.

Zhang He and Liu Xingwu stood aside and watched, and they couldn't interfere in professional matters.

The sound of music sounded, Zhang Delin opened his voice and sang, and his voice broke through the sky, and the musicians behind him were all stunned.

I have a feeling in my heart that this group of artists is not simple.

Time is pressing, and there must be a prototype in the evening, so that the musicians can run in and run in with the old voice.

Han Le'an pointed out the maze in the middle and adjusted the rhythm of the performance.

Before you know it, it's one o'clock in the morning.

"It's getting late, old artists, go back and rest, I'm going back to the office now, and we'll meet at the festival venue tomorrow morning. The rehearsal was almost over, and he had an answer in his heart, Han Le'an hurriedly said.

He often stayed up late, but the old people couldn't.

"Director Han has worked hard. Zhang He said.

There was no delay, and they all looked for a place to rest.

Unable to call a car in the middle of the night, Zhang He drove directly to the residence with a few people.

The festival is held over two days, starting at 1 p.m. and having time in the morning.

You have to rest well at night, so that you can have the energy to do a lot tomorrow.

Zhang Delin: They are also very cautious, performing at the festival is the first time for them, and they must be fully prepared.

galloped all the way, and didn't even have time to drink saliva.

Han Le'an was placed in the office.

"Mr. Zhang, hurry up and go back to rest, we will meet here at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Han Le'an said eagerly.

"Director Han, don't you plan to rest when you hear this?" Zhang He wondered.

"There's no time, we'll start rehearsing on stage when we come tomorrow, and I'm going to take care of the final details tonight. Han Le'an said.

"Director Han, you have worked hard. Zhang He said sincerely.

It's really rare for someone who has never known each other before to do this for the old man.

"It's not hard, it's my honor to hear such good music, rock music on the yellow earth, I think you're right, the old is the rock music on the yellow earth, it's the oldest rock music, and I can't wait to bring them together. Han Le'an said with a smile.

"Liu Xinyi, you can go home directly, and come back tomorrow. ”

After giving the order, Han Le'an did not stop and walked directly into the office.

I like music, I am obsessed with music, I don't feel tired when I make music, Han Le'an is not for myself, but for music.

"Director Han is like this, you can get used to it in the future, let's go, if you don't go back to sleep, my dark circles will come out." Liu Xinyi said on the side.

Zhang He immediately drove Liu Xinyi back home, and then went home with Tang Qiong.

By the time I got home, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Don't dare to delay more, hurry up and rest and sleep, and I will do something big tomorrow morning.

In the office, Han Le'an sat on a chair, playing old-fashioned music on his Walkman, the sound he recorded with his equipment, although it was a little noisy, but it could also be heard.

Holding a paper and pen in a notebook, he writes and draws, and hums a tune in his mouth.

It was dark outside, and he was alone in the office, forgetting everything, and didn't know when he fell asleep on the table.

By the time I woke up, the sky had already lit up.

Before you know it, the night has passed, and some of the staff have arrived here to prepare for the noon show.

Before seven o'clock, Liu Xingwu and the old artists came here, and Zhang He also arrived here.

The rehearsal show was very boring for Tang Qiong, so Zhang He didn't let his girlfriend come over.

"Everyone had breakfast first, and after breakfast, we went on stage and started rehearsals. Han Le'an said slowly.

Time was pressing, and it was necessary to seize every minute and second, let the staff go to buy breakfast, and a few people sat in the conference room to start communicating.

Some young people who have just arrived are very curious when they see a group of old men sitting here, and the people who play rock and roll are all young people, is it possible that this group of old men also play rock and roll?

It's just that they don't look like rock 'n' roll.

"Old man Delin, here are some of my thoughts, you can take a look. Han Le'an took a piece of paper and handed it over, and there was a stave on it.

Zhang Delin waved his hand and said, "You don't need to show me, I can't understand it, you just tell me how to act." ”

They are all serious farmers, they haven't been in school for long, and they haven't gone through modern professional and systematic music learning, so they really can't understand these things.

Zhang He on the side thought in his heart when he heard this, this is a shortcoming of the old dialect.

Liu Xingwu also had a difficult time here when preparing the textbooks, the old dialect was passed on by word of mouth, and there was not even a music score, so it was difficult to teach it.

But they don't have a good idea now, so they can only talk about it later.

Han Le'an's expression froze, and he shook his head, a little helpless.

The path of learning art of veteran artists is completely different from theirs, and they need to find a suitable way.

It didn't take long for breakfast to arrive.

Everyone hurried to breakfast and came to the stage of the music festival.

The performance started after noon, and in the morning it was the rehearsal of various bands, Zhang He and they came early, and the other bands had not yet come.

"Ready, ready, start rehearsal!" Han Le'an patted and guarded that.

The musicians were all in their places and stood on the stage.

Adjusting the position of each instrument, adjusting the sound, arranging the stage, and choosing the position are all guided by Han Le'an.

"The old people are the inheritors of the national intangible cultural heritage Huayin Laojiao, this cooperation with modern elements is very risky, but it is also worth looking forward to, your task this time is to cooperate with the performance of the artists, I have said before, we will start now. Han Le'an called a few musicians and commanded.

The voice fell, and the rehearsal officially began.

Wait until the rest of the bands arrive, just in time for the rehearsal to end.

Zhang He and the others were full of joy.

"We did what we had to do, and it was up to us to fight in the afternoon. Han Le'an said with a smile.