Saturday, in recent months, has become a day of carnival for Chinese music fans.

Of course, there are also a small number of music fans, and in recent days, Saturday is their Good Friday.

Every Saturday, Chu Wenxuan, a professor of the Chinese Department of Minnesota University, will use all his skills at noon, changing various tricks, to make a delicious meal.

In the university, other faculty members, and even some students, have their own cars, but Chu Wenxuan does not.

His income, in addition to supporting his family, is basically spent on the collection of ancient books, and there are many treasures in the study that he is proud of, but he is reluctant to buy a car. The vegetable market is about two kilometers away from the university staff apartment, and Chu Wenxuan usually rides a bicycle or walks there.

As soon as it was dawn that day, Chu Wenxuan got up and dressed.

Jiang Wenxiu, who was beside him, listened to the sound of the rain outside the window, and said softly: "It's cool down today, and it's raining outside, so don't go to the vegetable market, let's just eat a little." ”

Chu Wenxuan touched his wife's hair and said with a smile, "I called the fishmonger yesterday, and early this morning, there was a batch of wild small yellow croakers that were poured out, and they were fresh to the bone. I'll buy it and make you a yellow croaker soup with pickles, bamboo shoots, and shredded yellow croaker. In addition, buy two more pork knuckles, first crush them in a pressure cooker, and then braise them in red bean curd juice. ”

"You're all hungry ......"

"Then you sleep a little longer, and I'll come when I go."

At noon, the old couple finished lunch, Jiang Wenxiu wanted to wash the dishes, but Chu Wenxuan snatched the job: "I'll come, you go and rest for a while." I'll call you at two o'clock on time. ”

"I see." Jiang Wenxiu said, "The song of the falling leaves in the afternoon, you must have received the wind, and it is still a very sad song, right?" ”

"Huh." Chu Wenxuan smiled, "It seems to be." However, when Ye Luo came last week, he also told me that today's new song of our family Mo'er is actually rock. I guess it's going to sound good. ”

"Mo'er, this girl sings rock 'n' roll?" Jiang Wenxiu's eyes rose with a little expectation, "Then I don't know what kind of crazy it will be." Be sure to hear it in a moment. ”

……

Tianjing, Ding Shaoyang's home.

Since the establishment of the integration of Tian Lai Records, Ding Shaoyang, the music director, has been so busy that he has not taken a day off.

When the board of directors met yesterday, I don't know which person talked about it, and the boss Ke Hao was unhappy, and said to Ding Shaoyang: "Lao Ding, you are now the optimus jade pillar of our Tianlai Records. You can't afford not to rest. Otherwise, what if you get tired and fall? Don't say anything, I'm going to play the boss's prestige today, this weekend, you have to rest at home, don't care about anything, don't come to work. ”

Ding Shaoyang couldn't cry or laugh, but the boss had an order. Can't help but follow. So on this day, Ding Shaoyang rested at home.

Ding Shaoyang is an authentic Tianjing person. Born and raised in the second ring road. The home is in the alley, not far from Houhai, a set of courtyards, an old house.

Lao Ding has always been not very particular about eating. Especially after his wife passed away two years ago, there was no meal, and when he played music, he forgot himself and could eat as a meal.

Li Yiming is well aware of his master's temperament. So he didn't feel at ease, so he came to visit Master today, and by the way, he went to the vegetable market, bought writing ingredients, and wanted to make a lunch for Master.

Li Yiming's cooking skills, like his music style, are a little hemiplegic, there are a few things that he is good at, and nothing else will be available, and Chen Lu is incomparable, and the best of them is Lao Tianjing's authentic fried noodles.

He knew that his master didn't like to eat vegetables, and he didn't like meat on weekdays, and it was not good for his health to continue like this, so he prepared a lot of dishes. Cucumbers, toons, green radish, cabbage, cut into thin strips, add bean sprouts, green beans, soybeans, and set aside.

In the pot, the fried pork belly, together with the yellow sauce, is simmering over low heat, and the whole kitchen is full of aroma.

was busy working, Li Yiming heard the sound of pipa in the living room outside the house.

Ding Shaoyang played this song, which is not available on the market, and he wrote it himself. When Li Yiming listened to it before, he asked what the song was, but he didn't answer.

Ever since his mother died, Master didn't like to stay at home very much, and once he was free at home, he would play this tune.

The tune is poignant and pathetic, Li Yiming has this skill, and he can hear it, nine times out of ten, this song is the master's mourning for his master.

The noodles were made, and the master and apprentice sat down at the table and ate the noodles.

While eating, Ding Shaoyang asked, "Why didn't the film crew come with me today?" ”

"I said hello and didn't let them come, so as not to disturb you." Li Yiming replied.

"How's the show's tune?" Ding Shaoyang asked.

"It's okay, this week's genre, I'm better at it. Even in the face of Ye Luo, Chen Tianhua, and the two ghosts, I have the strength to fight. Li Yiming said.

"Oh, that's Jazz." Ding Shaoyang knew the apprentice's specialty and smiled, "If it's this type, they all have to give you fifty votes, but you have a chance not to be at the bottom." ”

"Master, do you think that if it is jazz, which group is most likely to win the championship in next week's show?" Li Yiming asked softly.

"It's hard to say." Ding Shaoyang said, "If you extrapolate from common sense and past performance, Chen Tianhua and Shuanggui, their ability to do jazz should be comparable in China."

Hong Kong Island is the thriving place of Chinese jazz, and this style of music is naturally good at Shuanggui. As for Chen Tianhua, he should be the most comprehensive of all the tutors, and no music genre can be difficult for him.

As for Ye Luo, jazz, he has very few appearances, it seems that there is only the song "Can I Hold You", and the jazz taste is still a little bit. Normally, leaf fall should not be favored. But you should also know that the music skills of this later life are really bottomless. Whoever despises him will be unlucky. ”

After the master and apprentice finished eating, they chatted for a while, and Li Yiming got up and said goodbye: "Master, then I'll go back first." I have to keep an eye on the tunes they make for the show. ”

"Go ahead." Ding Shaoyang waved his hand, "But you come leisurely, don't be pressured." In this round, there is no shame in your loss. ”

"Hmm." Li Yiming nodded and went back.

Ding Shaoyang continued to pick up the pipa and sat in the house to play.

The old courtyard, the sound insulation is not very good, after eating at noon, most of the neighbors want to take a lunch break, and they don't play for a while, someone next door shouted: "Lao Ding, rest, don't be tired." ”

Ding Shaoyang smiled bitterly and said loudly: "Okay, stop playing." ”

"Are you resting today?"

"yes."

"Come to me for dinner then, don't cook yourself. Let's have two drinks. ”

"Okay."

After hanging up the pipa, Ding Shaoyang also went to take a nap, and woke up at exactly two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ding Shaoyang walked to the study and turned on the computer.

While waiting for the computer to start, Ding Shaoyang took out a box of cigars from the desk drawer, cut them and lit them, and in the smoke, he clicked on Ye Luo's music area.

This week, the two main songs of the journey of love have been put on.

The first song is "From the Beginning to the Present" sung by Ye Luo himself.

The quality of the song itself naturally satisfied Ding Shaoyang, especially Ye Luo's singing, which made Ding Shaoyang nod again and again, and said to himself: "This kid, if he only becomes a singer, he can become a generation of kings." ”

After listening to the first song, Ding Shaoyang was still unfinished, and clicked on the second main song.

As soon as the prelude came out, Ding Shaoyang was stunned for a moment.

The prelude of this song, the volume of the accompaniment is louder than that of ordinary songs, and the piano, keyboard, string group, and electronic drums are coming one after another, which is not Chu Moer's usual quiet path.

When arranging the music, the volume of each instrument is also particular. Depending on the style of music, what instruments should be highlighted, and what is the volume contrast between the vocals and the accompaniment, they all vary.

Generally speaking, today's commercial music highlights singers, so the volume of vocals is often turned up, and the volume of accompaniment is slightly smaller.

If it is an artist-oriented musical work, the role of the vocals is equivalent to a musical instrument in the hands of the musician, so for the overall effect, the volume of the vocals will go down, which is similar to that of other instruments.

And if a song starts with a louder volume than ordinary musical works, and the instrumental elements are very complex and extraordinary, then nine times out of ten, it is rock.

Ding Shaoyang has been immersed in pop music for decades, and this ear power is not a problem. So he immediately heard that it was most likely a rock song.

After the prelude, Chu Mo'er's singing voice sounded. When Chu Moer sang this song, it was not the usual gentle and moving style, her voice was used very realistically, and she was full of strength.

"I remember a vague childhood, clouds floating in the blue sky.

At that time, you said that you would hold hands with me and walk to the end of time together.

……

Our love, after which it passes, never returns.

Until now, I have waited silently.

Our love, I understand, has become a burden to you.

It's just that forever, I can't let go.

The last warmth, the warmth you give. ”

The song title, "Our Love".

Ding Shaoyang, whether making music, playing music, or listening to music, has always been free and easy, and his talent is enough for him to gallop in the ocean of music, with ease.

Over the years, he has buried his emotions deep in his music, but he has rarely lost control.

The only time he got out of control was two months ago, when he was doing the series of songs of "Half Life", he remembered his deceased wife, who once locked himself in the office and cried silently, and he didn't dare to cry out because his apprentice was outside the door.

But today, perhaps because I have been away from home for a long time, some people are thinking about things. When the chorus of "Our Love" was released, as soon as the drum beat and Chu Mo'er's voice came out, the sadness in Ding Shaoyang's heart, which had been well controlled for two years, suddenly welled up in his eyes, and tears almost overflowed.

He immediately reached out and wiped his eyes, took a strong puff of cigarette, and suppressed this emotion.

He looked up, then stood up and took the lute that hung on the wall.

The sonorous and powerful sound of the pipa sounded again in the courtyard. (To be continued......)