Chapter Thirty-Eight
"On the wings of that song, my dear follow me to the ......," the chorus of more than forty people resounded in the room to the sound of a piano arpeggio like water.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. When I heard the first sentence, the judges and some knowledgeable people nodded slightly.
The City Children's Choir is organized by the Jianghai City Cultural Center, with a certain official background, and the children selected are all children who have stood out in previous performances and competitions in the urban area, which can be said to be absolute literary and artistic toppers. Coupled with the guidance of professional teachers in the cultural center, it can be said politely that this choir represents the highest level of children's chorus in Jianghai City.
In fact, the voices of more than 40 people are unified and neat, although it is only a simple single voice, but it is expensive. It is not a simple thing to be able to integrate the timbre of more than 40 people into a whole, you know, everyone's timbre has its own characteristics, some are bright, some are soft, some are delicate, some are rough, and it is difficult to have a specific surname when training.
And looking at the expressions on the faces of these children, they are also in place, the laughing muscles are naturally raised, and the expressions are also very relaxed and engaged, giving people a very comfortable enjoyment.
"The children brought out by Xiaoli are different, I remember going to the province to participate in the competition last year, and it was the second prize, hehe." Wang He chatted with a leader-like person behind him, but the expression on his face was more casual, and he could see that the identities of the two people were similar.
"Yes, this kid is willing to endure hardships and train very diligently, some time ago, the top people walked a lot, and they were all newcomers, and they reached such a level after practicing for less than two months, which is not easy." The man in the back seat said, the expression on his face was very proud.
"Hehe, then it doesn't need to be said, there are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and the soldiers brought out by your Director Xie can be worse?" Wang He said as he scored a high score of 9.8 behind the show "Riding the Wings of Singing".
Curator Xie looked at Wang He's score and nodded slightly, saying that Lao Wang was still interesting enough, needless to say, he knew how to score this score. In any case, the cultural center represents the highest level in the city, and if you don't win the first place, you can't say anything.
Looking at the meaning of Wang He and Director Xie chatting, the other judges didn't understand anything, they all learned from each other and scored high, but that Ma Huaiyuan didn't pay attention to what everyone said, and scored 9.2 points by himself, but this is also the highest score he has scored so far. In all fairness, he thought the chorus was doing well. Of course, according to his standards, the expressiveness of singing in unison is still a little worse, and at least two or more voices should be used to make the musical image fuller.
"This show is definitely number one." Jiang Ya sighed and said.
"Teacher, don't be presumptuous, our program is not bad, although their voices are more unified, but ours is not bad, besides, we are a two-part chorus, and the technical difficulty is much higher than theirs." Liu Yufan saw Jiang Ya say this, and hurriedly cheered her up.
"Hehe, Xiaofan, you are still too young, there are many things here, and you don't understand it after telling you. Okay, don't think about it so much, it'll be us in a moment, let everyone prepare. Jiang Ya said with a smile, and also secretly blamed herself, what to do with the child for these messy things.
The next program is the folk music ensemble "Golden Snake Dance" of the folk band of Jianghai No. 2 Middle School, this piece is also a very famous old tune, the level of the No. 2 Middle School folk band is average, it can only be said that the tune is played, but if you want to talk about skills and cooperation, it is difficult to say what is exciting, but there are many people and musical instruments, which is very lively.
didn't care about their results, after two more shows, it was almost their turn to play, Liu Yufan left his seat, followed Jiang Ya and the other team members, and went backstage to prepare.
"Teacher Jiang, I'm so nervous." The little girl Chen Siying pulled the corner of Jiang Ya's clothes and said a little skinnyly.
"Don't be nervous, you've been practicing for so long, just play normally when the time comes, you see that your brother Yufan is not nervous, relax a little." Jiang Ya smiled and rubbed Chen Siying's ponytail and comforted.
"Cut, he doesn't have to sing, he doesn't dare to be nervous, hey, Liu Yufan, you can play louder in a while, so I won't be able to hear the singing and run away." Chen Siying raised her chin at Liu Yufan and said.
"Don't worry, make sure you hear clearly, don't run to C at that time, remember to transpose, haha." Liu Yufan deliberately teased her.
"Annoying!" Chen Siying glanced at Liu Yufan.
"Yu Fan, don't tease Siying, when she is nervous, she really sings the same tune as yours when she is nervous, then it will be a big trouble." Jiang Ya reminded.
"It's okay, Mr. Jiang, Si Ying has a good sense of music, she definitely can't sing." Liu Yufan said confidently, and at the same time did not forget to pat Chen Siying a little, Liu Siying's lead singer is very important, but there can be no problems, saying two nice words makes her feel better, and she doesn't lose anything.
"Cut, do you want you to say?" Chen Siying is not interested in Liu Yufan's sycophants at all.
"Next, please enjoy the small chorus "Yingshan Red" brought by the Fu'an Literary and Art Choir." The host's announcer came from the speaker, and Jiang Ya hurriedly commanded the students to go on the stage.
The formation had been rehearsed countless times, and everyone was familiar with their position, so it didn't take much effort to get it in the center of the stage.
Chen Siying stood in the most central position, looked at the microphone in front of her, and her heart began to jump again. She looked at Jiang Ya standing on the podium, who gave her an encouraging smile, which made her feel a little more settled.
Liu Yufan strode to the piano on the left side of the stage and sat down.
The piano is Xinghai 120, Xinghai Qin is one of the few domestic brands, although the sound quality is average, but the quality is still very good. However, Liu Yufan was slightly disappointed in his heart, he thought that even if it was not Yamaha, it should be Yingchang or Zhujiang or something, and it was really a little reluctant to use Xinghaiqin as a performance piano.
At this time, he realized that Jiang Ya's Yamaha was good, and it was a luxury to want to own a Yamaha piano if he was not in such a family.
However, Liu Yufan has never played the piano very well, and in his previous life in school, he played the Xinghai piano the most, so he is very familiar with the piano.
Obviously, Liu Yufan sat in front of the piano, which still caused a small discussion in the audience.
"Yo, Fu'an has something new this year, and the piano accompaniment is used by students." A music teacher whispered.
"Yes, it's bold enough, but how good a student can play, that is, to be in the limelight, don't play the wrong joke when the time comes." Another chimed in.
"Yo, it's a little guy who plays the piano, it's kind of interesting." Wang He said with a low chuckle.
"Yes, the kid looks quite energetic, is it from your art school?" A judge on the side asked with a smile.
"No, no, no." Wang He smiled and waved his hand, without saying anything, and the judge also smiled and didn't ask any more. Let's see how well he plays, since he is not from the Philharmonic Art School, he doesn't have to take care of anything.
Listening to the discussion around him, Jiang Yifan smiled. He had seen this Liu Yufan play the piano, so he naturally knew what level he was. Seeing his daughter standing on the podium, a kind smile appeared on his face.
Jiang Yifan is a low-key leader, although he is the executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Jianghai Municipal Party Committee, he never puts on an official show, and his requirements for his family are even stricter, and he never allows his family to do things under his banner outside, which can be regarded as a relatively upright leader. Although his daughter Jiang Ya is now a small leader of the education system in Fu'an County, he has never said hello in this matter, if it is really up to him to operate, I am afraid that he will stay in Jianghai City directly, and he will not go to the county below.
However, Jiang Ya was able to rise to this position so quickly, and it is impossible to say that it has nothing to do with him, but from his heart, he also recognizes his daughter's ability, and acquiesces to the actions of some "people with hearts". Although he is upright, he is not pedantic, otherwise he would not be where he is now.
Liu Yufan, who sat in front of the piano, quickly calmed down his emotions, no longer thought about the competition, no longer thought about the reaction of the audience, and quickly entered the performance state.
Being able to adjust his emotions so quickly is naturally due to his mature mentality. Although this rehearsal is a municipal-level standard, it is not a professional competition after all, and Liu Yufan in his previous life has also participated in it a few times, so he is not too unfamiliar.
Jiang Ya stood on the command platform and looked at Liu Yufan, who nodded slightly at her, looking at Liu Yufan's calm look, Jiang Ya was relieved. She was worried that Liu Yufan had never seen such a big scene before, and she was nervous for a while, but now it seems that her worries are superfluous, and this child's psychological quality is not ordinarily good.
The arms suddenly raised and landed on the smooth keys, instantly playing a passionate melody!
"Reflecting the Red Mountain" is a beautiful and soothing song, but under Liu Yufan's changes, this prelude changed from a chorus is a little more sonorous. Especially in the sentence "If you want to hope for the Red Army to come", the word "come" in the sentence "If you want to hope for the Red Army to come", it should have been a more lyrical am chord, but it was replaced by Liu Yufan with a more passionate A chord, which seems to be inconsistent with music theory, but it has formed a stronger dramatic conflict, intensified the tension, and made the whole prelude appear more atmospheric, and there are actually a few faint flavors of large-scale art songs!
"Yo, this kid is not simple!" I thought that a child would play the accompaniment, even if it could be played smoothly, it must be very dull and very simple, but Liu Yufan's stretch of his hand surprised the audience and the judges present!
The richness of the sound and the level of piano skill required for this intro are far beyond the level that a child can have! Not to mention that the dynamics are so well controlled, and the musical expressions are so spot-on, is this really music that a teenager can play?
;