Chapter 94: Look at Fang Zhao

Xue Jing once told Fang Zhao that the music style of the symphonic structure in the new century has a sense of high and low music in the music industry, which is different from the popular music style, and the public acceptance is not high, so there are not many people who learn it, and they all go to play electronic music. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The emergence of Fang Zhao has made the symphony and contemporary electronic music perfectly integrated, even if it is not really popular, but at least more people have accepted it.

From a global perspective, Fang Zhao is not the only one who can perfectly integrate symphony music with contemporary electronic music, but Fang Zhao is the only one who is famous and willing to share it without reservation.

This is also the reason why "Symphony New Edition" has become popular in the circle before it is officially put on sale. This situation is so rare that no one will miss the opportunity to learn what you want for a small amount of money.

In the past, even if someone wanted to learn, they retreated because of "too high a threshold" and "difficult to understand", but now, those who are interested can first explore according to the explanation in the book and the shared experience, and interest is the basis of everything.

Although music software can synthesize a lot of sounds, more people are still willing to use traditional methods to record, ask the orchestra to be in a professional recording studio, they can listen while feeling the details, and look for some changes that need to be made, and make temporary modifications, it seems that it is easier to trigger inspiration in such an atmosphere. This is probably "popularity", because the people of the orchestra incorporate their own emotions when they play according to the written score, which is something that touches the nerves of the creators.

Muzhou can be said to be the continent with the least use of the symphonic genre, as the student just said, in the past, the recording studio for recording symphonic winds was often empty, and it would even be used to record other music temporarily, but now, even if you make an appointment a day in advance, you still have to queue up to come today.

This is the case in Muzhou, what will the other continents be like?

While Fang Zhao was pondering, a few more people came in from outside.

One of them glanced at the hall and complained: "There are too many people, and the general manager of Qiyin seems to be planning to increase the symphony recording studio, but I don't know when it will be arranged." ”

A person next to him took off the headphones in his ears, with anticipation in his eyes: "I think the song I composed this time will be very successful, I made a sample song on my home music software, it sounds very good, maybe I'm going to be popular!" Maybe like Fang Zhao, he was favored by the flamingos? ”

Everyone wants to become the second Fang Zhao, and young musicians pay attention to Fang Zhao, one because of Fang Zhao's talent and achievements, and the other is also the most direct factor - income.

Artists are also people, except for some "crazy people", most of them are laymen, and there are also greedy and hateful, seeing that Fang Zhao has gained a lot of income because of those symphonic movements, and even obtained an invitation from "flamingos", fame and fortune, how many can not be moved?

They are all the same age, they all play music, and they are all from prestigious schools in various continents, since Fang Zhao can do it, why can't they?

Therefore, more people try and challenge, and the result is that the symphony recording studio is full almost every day in Qingcheng, and the good orchestra has to work overtime every day, and the more famous orchestra has to make an appointment a few days in advance.

Fang Zhao glanced at the new young men, retracted his gaze, and looked at the time. The "Wheat Disc Studio" in front of him gave an estimated time of completion by 1 p.m., but it was already past 10 o'clock, and no explanation was given for the timeout.

Upstairs, the people in the Wheat Disc Studio were also very unhappy, they did not record well, not because of the orchestra's performance, but because the recorded music was different from what they thought.

Mai Disc Studio was formed by three senior students of Muzhou Conservatory of Music, and it was not long after its establishment, except for the three of them, the rest of the studio was a temporary help of younger brothers and sisters.

"Something is wrong!" A young man dressed very fashionably looked at the score written by hand, his face was full of distress, "Ding Xiaotao, what do you think should be changed here?" ”

Next to her, a short-haired girl leaned back in her chair, put her legs on the console, looked up at the ceiling, heard her companion's words, took a deep breath, and sighed, "Go back and make good changes." ”

"No! I feel like it's just a little bit close, I just can't find the problem. Let the orchestra play it again, and maybe I'll know the answer. "The young man didn't give up.

In the past, they played electronic music, not the traditional music style of Majiu, because they thought that the people who played electronic music were cool. Later, I watched a lot of blockbusters, and I thought that kind of shocking background music was also very cool, so I turned around to play, but I haven't played anything, I originally planned to go back to play pure electronic music, the birth of "Symphony New Edition", let them see hope again, after the three of them retreated for a period of time, they came here to record the creative results of the retreat, but the reality was very slap in the face, and the blood was poured cold by a basin of ice water.

"Obviously, I feel that this place should be able to cooperate very harmoniously, right, why does it sound so wrong?" The other young man was also puzzled, looking at his flower arm and studying the pattern of the new pattern on the arm irritably.

"Priest, you go and see who's behind us, and if it's not an important person, just go and say something, let them continue to wait, or go to other recording studios, and we'll extend it for another two hours. I think I've found a little bit of inspiration again, and I'll do it all over again later, you go find someone first, and I'll change the score. ”

"Jiang Hang, you've said this three times today." The man with the flower arm reluctantly got up and went out, his uncle was an executive of Qiyin Company, and some small things could be directly taken "shortcuts".

Ordinary customers can't see what the background of the people behind them is, what the details are, the information published on the Internet is only left by the people who made the appointment, and the people in the McDisc Studio can only see the information given by the people behind them is the "personal application", and no more can be seen.

The man with the flower arm is familiar with going to find someone to check the information of the people behind them.

"Yo, Xiaoduo is here?" The person in charge of Qiyin's technical department didn't need to look up, and when he glanced at the arm full of tattoos, he knew who was coming.

Shi Duo's nickname is Duoduo, and when he grew up, Shi Duo always felt that every time he heard someone call this name, it was like calling a dog, and he didn't let people bark anymore, and now only familiar people would call him that.

"Uncle Willy, are you busy?" Storf grinned and walked in.

"Say, what are you going to check this time? Your studio is running out of time. There was no blame in Willy's words, and it wasn't a big deal to talk about overtime, just apologize to the people behind him and pay some money.

"I want to see who's behind us, talk to him, tell him to wait, or line up in another studio." Storf said.

Willy understood that what Stodo wanted to know was the identity of the other party and more detailed information.

"I'll see, behind you...... It was an out-of-town appointment. Willie said, "It's better if it's not from this continent, people from other continents don't have to care, everything is prioritized by people from this continent, so let them go to a separate recording studio, but this name is a little familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere." ”

"Is it famous? What is it called? Stor asked.

"Call Fang Zhao."

Fang ...... Fang Zhao?! ”

Shi Duo didn't care about violating the rules or not, rushed over and pushed Willy away, squeezed in front of the screen, and carefully looked at the information and pictures of the people who made appointments on it.

"Do you know this man?" Willie asked.

Shi Duo took a deep breath, looked closer again, made sure he was right, and said, "Can I take a look at the surveillance over there?" ”

"It's not going to work!" Willy shook his head, the company's rules, except for the technical staff in the monitoring room, others are not allowed to view the monitoring at will, this is an invasion of privacy, the nature of the company determines that they will be stricter in this regard, if it weren't for a company executive standing behind Shi Duo, Willy would not agree to help.

"Hey, you haven't said it yet, who is Fang Zhao?" Willie asked.

Shi Duo didn't bother to answer, turned around and rushed out, running all the way to the side of the hall, and when he ran too fast and came to a sharp stop, the friction between the sole of his shoe and the bottom made a squeak-" squeak.

The shrill sound made many people waiting in the hall look over, including Fang Zhao.

Shi Duo swept around the hall, his gaze paused at Fang Zhao, then turned and ran, all the way upstairs, rushing into the recording studio.

"Guess who's behind us! Guess who I just met!! Priest roared almost excitedly.

Jiang Hang and Ding Xiaotao were discussing what went wrong in this arrangement, and they were frightened by Shi Duo's roar, and the thoughts just now were gone, and the two stared at Shi Duo as if they were going to skin him alive.

Shi Duo, who rushed into the recording studio, didn't care at all, and continued to say excitedly: "Fang Zhao! That Fang Zhao! ”

"Where...... Which party is calling? Jiang Hang and Ding Xiaotao stammered.

Shi Duo picked up the "New Symphony Edition" placed next to him, and vigorously tapped the name of the deputy editor-in-chief on the cover: "This!" ”

Jiang Hang and Ding Xiaotao glanced at each other, and ran out at the same time. The bright light is ahead, and they are still scratching blind here!

Shi Duo also went out with him, and he didn't forget to say something in the friend group: "I met the living Fang Zhao today!" ”

Another place in Qingcheng, Muzhou Conservatory of Music, a student dormitory.

"! Fang summoned Muzhou! ”

"Who are you talking about?!"

"Fang Zhaozhen came to Muzhou?"

"What Stoour said in the group, they met when they were recording at Qiyin!"

"Let's go, go to Qiyin!"

"You're all going? What if I have electives in the last two sessions? ”

"Skip class!"

A classroom in the teaching building.

The teacher who teaches the arrangement course walks into the classroom and finds that less than a third of the students are sitting in the classroom, and he is immediately puzzled. This time, there were not so many people who applied for remote classes, and he did not receive a leave of absence message.

"What about people? And so many people, where have they gone? The teacher who taught the arranger asked.

"Teacher, they all skipped class to see Fang Zhao." One student replied.

"It's not like that! Chasing stars can't be ...... Who?! Who do you say they go to see?! The teacher who taught the arrangement was stunned.

"I said I was going to see Fang Zhao, that's the one who is the deputy editor of the "Symphony New Edition" that is very popular during this time."

“…… Fang summoned it? Where is it? The teacher who taught the arranger asked.

"The recording building of Qiyin Company said that it was encountered when someone from our school was recording music there."

As soon as the student's voice fell, he listened to the teacher who taught the arrangement: "This class is self-studying." With that, he walked away quickly.