In the office of the principal of the central sound, Zhou Miao knocked on the door gently, and a hearty voice came from inside, "Please come in." ”

Zhou Miao pushed the door in, and in the spacious and simple office, the old principal Zhang Xuewen, who was nearly seventy years old, was sitting at his desk reading the newspaper.

He pushed his thick glasses, and after seeing the face of the visitor, he showed a smile, "It's Xiao Zhou, please take a seat." ”

Zhou Miao politely called the principal, and sat on the chair in front of the desk with some restraint.

The old principal picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea, "You're a sophomore this year, it's the first time we've met after so long in school, do you need my help with anything?" ”

Zhou Miao smiled, "I was right by you, I do need to ask you for help." ”

"I have won the qualification to audition for the theme song of next year's Winter Olympics, and I have already written the lyrics and songs, and I want to present the music in a combination of Chinese folk music and Western string music."

"But I haven't learned this aspect yet, I heard from the master that you are a master of folk music and strings, so I would like to ask the principal for guidance."

The theme song of the Winter Olympics? The old principal's expression suddenly became serious when he heard this, and the song for the country is the most difficult to write, because it is not only for domestic audiences, but also for international friends.

It can even be said that it represents the face and spirit of a country, and there can be no mistakes or omissions.

This Xiao Zhou dared to take on such a big burden at a young age, Zhang Xuewen didn't know whether to say that he was arrogant or that he was courageous.

"Did you bring the score? Let me see. ”

"Brought it."

Zhou Miao took out two pages from her bag and handed them to the old principal with both hands.

The old principal pushed the glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose, and first read the lyrics word by word, his face was impassive, but he secretly admired it in his heart.

The lyrics of this song "Welcome to Beijing" are simple and atmospheric, popular and easy to understand, and welcome international friends from all over the world with a confident and friendly attitude.

Looking at the song again, the old principal suddenly raised his eyebrows, which was a bit interesting.

There are no 4 and 7 tones in the whole piece, and it uses the ancient five-tone scale of the Han people, that is, the 12356 Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, which is an authentic Chinese folk music.

The old principal could see that Zhou Miao was definitely obsessed with writing this song, and he wrote it well.

He put down the tune and pinched the bridge of his sour nose, and said: "It's nothing to help you arrange the music, it's just that I've been out of front-line teaching for a long time, and my sensitivity to music has decreased a lot. ”

Zhou Miao naturally has no opinion on the old principal's proposal, after all, the wisdom of two people is limited, and one more person is more inspiration.

The old principal posted a message in the group of professors of the central sound, and after a while, after reading the reply, he said to Zhou Miao: "Let's gather in the conference room next door in the afternoon, there are many people who want to participate." ”

Zhou Miao nodded.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Miao sat in the conference room early and waited, and it didn't take long for the bigwigs of the departments who were not seen in the school on weekdays to walk in with thermos cups, and Zhou Miao's master Guan Yu was also among them.

He glanced at Zhou Miao lightly, and sat down with a serious face.

Zhou Miao obediently greeted one by one, and after everyone came, he shrank in the last row of the conference room, he felt like a husky mixed in with wolves, and these big professors around him seemed to have a kind of blood suppression on him.

To put it simply, Zhou Miao is a little afraid of the teacher.

The old headmaster was the last to arrive, and he closed the door and handed out the copied score to everyone present.

"Come, this is a song written by Xiao Zhou, everyone take a look, you can speak freely if you have any opinions and ideas about this song, our task today is to help him improve this song."

In his previous life, the song "Beijing Welcomes You" was sung by hundreds of star artists and became popular all over the country, but Zhou Miao felt that although this song was very good, the Chinese flavor was still not strong enough.

Although the ancient method of composition is used in the composition, ordinary people cannot hear the difference between ancient composition and modern popular composition.

In terms of arrangement, although there are also ethnic instruments and Peking Opera elements in it, the overall situation is slightly weak, coupled with the "goodness is like water" style lyrics pursued by Lin Xi in this song, resulting in a slightly weak momentum.

Since Zhou Miao found out the problem, he naturally wouldn't copy the original version, so why did he come to learn music.

After the meeting began, Zhou Miao briefly talked about his vision of the arrangement and the requirements of the overall style, and then he had nothing to do.

More than a dozen professional bigwigs present said one sentence to me, and in less than two hours, the arrangement framework was set up, and the next thing was to keep picking out the details.

When it came to interest, the professors also brought instruments from the instrument room to demonstrate them directly, and Zhou Miao kept marking them on the score according to their opinions.

The meeting lasted until the end of the month, but the arrangement completed a simple first version.

Writing songs for the country is naturally to be cautious and cautious, the old president yawned, and the professors agreed that the meeting would continue tomorrow morning, and then they would disperse.

On the way back, Zhou Miao kept looking at the drafts he had recorded, and today's arrangement seminar really made him gain a lot.

What kind of instrument can mobilize emotions without being noisy, what kind of instrument is suitable for arranging the tone, and how to arrange the music to make the melody advanced and not frivolous, these are all things he needs to learn.

For a whole week, Zhou Miao soaked with all the bigwigs, during which the overall framework of the arrangement was overturned several times and revised countless times before it was finally determined.

At the same time, in order to achieve the best audio-visual effect, the old principal specially sent the leading figures of various musical instruments of CCTV to record and arrange music for him.

For this Zhou Miao's Winter Olympics theme song, it can be said that the central sound has made great efforts up and down.

Zhou Miao held the old principal's hand and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, thank you and the professors, as long as you have instructions in the future, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse!" ”

The old principal smiled faintly, and he patted Zhou Miao on the shoulder, "You should be one of the most famous students since the establishment of Yangyin, in the eyes of many people in the outside world, you are a business card of Yangyin." ”

"I don't need you to give much back to the school, I just hope that you can be down-to-earth and use your influence to set the right example for the society and the public."

"I look forward to the day when CCTV will be proud to have students like you."

Zhou Miao's expression also became serious, he could feel the old principal's expectations for him, and he was also full of respect for this old artist who had dedicated his life to the cause of Chinese music education.

"Rest assured, no matter where I go in the future, I will remember what you said to me today."