The next morning, which was also the last day of the National Day holiday.

Yan Lide took Yun Feng to the piano room building.

Although it was a holiday, walking in the corridor, you could still hear the sound of the piano coming from many piano rooms.

The piano room building on the East Campus is the best among the four campuses of the Modu Conservatory of Music, with more than 200 pianos of all kinds.

Yun Feng didn't know who Yan Lide was going to take him to, but since it was about arrangement, he must be a teacher in the composition department.

Before coming to the No. 1250 piano room, Yan Lide stopped, turned his head and smiled at Yun Feng, and said, "It's here, Lao Wu is teaching the piano, let's wait." ”

There was someone in the room playing the piano, but not the piano, but the guzheng.

Yun Feng listened with his ears pricked up, but for musical instruments, except for the guitar, he didn't understand anything else, and he was completely a layman who watched the excitement.

I can't comment on how well the guzheng is played, but the tune he plays is good for him.

After about a minute, the sound of the zither in the room stopped.

Yan Lide knocked on the door and entered.

Yun Feng followed.

There were only two people in the room, a middle-aged woman about forty-five years old who was about the same grade as Yan Lide, and a girl with glasses who was about the same age as Yun Feng and about eighteen years old.

Yun Feng thought that the "Old Wu" in Yan Lide's mouth was a man, but if he called it like this, the relationship should be very good.

Wu Zhongyu, Yan Lide's high school classmate, has a double doctorate from Jingbei Conservatory of Music and Likeber Conservatory of Music, and is now the director of the composition department of Modu Conservatory of Music.

Her gaze crossed over to Yan Lide, looked at Yun Feng, and asked, "Is that the Dragon Fist you wrote?"

The other party's tone was a little questioning, Yun Feng didn't care, and said, "Yes, teacher." ”

The glasses girl on the side pushed the frame, the song and the words are complementary to each other, although they are different departments, but they have also heard of it, and there is a powerful character in the freshman who wrote a very watery lyric.

"What?" Yan Lide smiled smugly and said, "I still don't believe that Dragon Fist was written by an eighteen-year-old child?"

Wu Zhongyu swept the serious expression on his face, and then smiled: "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just jealousy." ”

When Yan Lide heard this, the smile on his face became even worse, because he knew that Wu Zhongyu's words were not saying that he was jealous that Yun Feng could write "Dragon Fist", but that he was jealous that he had a good seedling.

Yun Feng, who didn't understand the actual meaning of the encrypted call between the two, blushed embarrassedly.

Yan Lide restrained his smile, got to the point, and said, "Xiaoyun, do you need to drum the rhythm of "Dragon Fist" now first?"

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk.

He has his own abacus, if Yun Feng sings well, then use it, otherwise, there is a reason to hand it over to Wu Zhongyu.

Yun Feng shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just sing it." ”

Singing "Dragon Fist" a cappella is indeed a bit strange, but if it weren't for the drum rhythm in the original arrangement, it might have been messed up.

He cleared his throat, in front of the two teachers, nervousness was unavoidable, so he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sang: "Northeast and East with Dunhuang as the center."

The coastline of this nation is like a bow......

I opened the sky with my right fist and became a dragon, and the heart of the earth was beating uneasily......

Waiting for the hero

I'm the dragon!"

Four minutes is long and short.

Yun Feng's nervousness had disappeared by the middle of the song.

used the existing singing level to play to the extreme, and sang "Dragon Fist" completely.

In addition to code words, the rest of the time is to consolidate and strengthen the practice of singing, and the level is close to the amateur level.

When Yun Feng opened his eyes, he saw three people who were stunned.

I wondered if I was singing flawed.

After waiting for about ten seconds, the three of them came back to their senses.

But......

Still no one spoke.

Yun Feng felt very tormented, and couldn't help but speak: "Am I not talented in singing?"

"Dragon Fist" is a good song, there is no doubt about it, so he thinks it is his own problem.

Yan Lide clenched his fists and said with a little excitement: "That's how it feels!"

Yun Feng had a question mark on his face.

Yan Lide himself tried to sing "Dragon Fist" many times, but he couldn't reach the momentum written in the lyrics, and when he finished listening to Yun Feng singing, he was sure that this was the feeling.

At this moment, Wu Zhongyu's eyes changed when he looked at Yun Feng, containing a hint of fanaticism, and said: "Young man, do you want to transfer to the composition department? I believe that you will be able to become an excellent composer in the future." ”

The girl with glasses was quite surprised, and the teacher's evaluation was too high, you must know that there is a big difference between "composer" and "composer".

At this time, Yun Feng was stunned.

Yan Lide's eyes widened and said, "Old Wu, you are the one who pokes me in front of me like this, okay?"

Wu Zhongyu turned a deaf ear and said to Yun Feng: "You don't have to worry about the transfer of departments, leave it to me to be responsible, the composition department of the Modu Conservatory of Music is second to none among our Huaxia art schools." ”

Yan Lide was anxious and ready to refute.

But I heard Yun Feng say: "Thank you for the teacher's kindness, I don't have the idea of changing departments now, but if there is something I don't understand in composition, I will definitely ask you for advice." ”

It is very difficult for a person who does not understand any music theory and sheet music to be able to directly sing the full melody of a song.

Even if she is now, she has to make some revisions to write a tune more or less, and it is very rare to complete it at one time.

Therefore, Wu Zhongyu wants to fight again.

Yan Lide had a flash of inspiration, thought about it, and said, "Old Wu, I can see that you like Xiao Yun very much, otherwise, you can exchange Xiao Tang with me." ”

Xiao Tang is a girl with glasses, her full name is Tang Yu, and she is a freshman in the composition department.

Wu Zhongyu was blocked by Yan Lide's words, this old boy will not let go easily.

She glanced at Yun Feng, then at Tang Yu, and sighed: "You can't have both fish and bear's paws, it's cheap for you, Lao Yan." ”

Yan Lide glanced at her, what does it mean to be cheap for me, you are allowed to have it, but I am not allowed to have it?

Yun Feng and Tang Yu were both speechless, how to exchange them like goods.

After Wu Zhongyu gave up, he returned to the topic and said to Tang Yu: "Have you recorded it?"

Tang Yu nodded and handed over the recorder.

Wu Zhongyu played back the "Dragon Fist" sung by Yun Feng, confirmed that there was no breakpoint, and said to Yan Lide and Yun Feng: "I will let Xiao Tang write the score, as for the arrangement, do you have any requirements?"

Yan Lide looked at Yun Feng and said, "If you have any requirements, or directions, you can mention them casually." ”

Yun Feng touched his nose and said, "I think, the prelude should have our Huaxia drums, the interlude has a guzheng, and then the electric guitar runs through the whole song, and the style of music is hip-hop style." ”

He wanted the original arrangement of "Dragon Fist", but he remembered these things, and he could only hope to get closer.

The corners of Wu Zhongyu's eyes lifted upward, and he said with a puzzled expression: "You really don't understand composition at all?"

Yun Feng shook his head and said, "I don't understand at all." ”

He had wanted to go to the library to find some books on composition, but he had been busy coding and practicing songs lately, and he really couldn't find time.

Wu Zhongyu saw that he looked serious, not like he was lying, and there was no need to hide this matter, so he was even more surprised in his heart, this sense of music was too good.

A touch of envy flashed in Tang Yu's eyes, she had an absolute sense of tone, she was taught music by her parents since she was a child, she couldn't do Yun Feng like this.

Yan Lide knew some composition, but his level was not high, and he had to look at Wu Zhongyu, so he asked at the moment: "Old Wu, how is it? These requirements are a piece of cake for you." ”

Wu Zhongyu blurted out: "Don't put a high hat on me, it will take some time to make a matching arrangement, and you don't want me to be perfunctory." ”

Yan Lide shook his head and said, "That can't be, I don't know you yet, you have to achieve perfection in everything you do." ”

Wu Zhongyu pondered for a moment, made a promise, and said: "I will definitely let him use this "Dragon Fist" to participate in the finals of the campus singer competition." ”

Yan Lide smiled and said, "I'm relieved to have your words." ”

Yun Feng followed: "I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Wu Zhongyu thought for a while, and then said: "You have a micro-chat with Xiao Tang, if there is any problem, I will let her inform you." ”

The two chatted slightly, listened to Yan Lide and Wu Zhongyu chat for a while, and then made an excuse to leave.

When he got to the hug, Tang Yu suddenly turned to Yun Feng, stretched out his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Meet me, my name is Tang Yu." ”

Yun Feng stretched out his hand and shook it gently, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Yun Feng." ”

Only then did he realize that the black-framed glasses Tang Yu wore had no lenses.

And if you look closely, Tang Yu's facial features are very exquisite, with light makeup, and his appearance is not low.

"I'm back in my dorm, bye-bye. ”

"Bye-bye. ”