The idol is too confused, how to break it?

Western classical music, which is called "dead music" in the world, is completely different from Qiao Yu's original world development.The symphony music originally based on Western classical religion and aristocratic ceremonies should have become a classic as long as it has been handed down from generation to generation, but there were faults and losses during World War I and World War II. to extensive damage.

This music genre is inherently deficient, and it is very small in the world. Its popularity rate is not as high as that of rock music. Later generations can only rely on their own imagination and imitation to restore that symphony style. There have been no masters for a long time, so it is only known in the music circle, and the number of practitioners is pitifully small.

So Zhou Bokai was shocked when Qiao Yu wrote this classical music score, and it was even more astonishing to savor the rhythm of the piece carefully.The sense of solemnity that fills the whole piece of music, each note is like a stone brick of a city wall, slowly forming a splendid city.

Yes, in fact there is nothing more suitable for this story than a symphony, even better than what they originally planned to do with Huaguo ancient music.Huaguo's ancient music style is lighter and more elegant, and it is often appreciated internationally that this kind of music is used in stories about rivers and lakes and martial arts, but this story is more inclined to power struggles, and most of the scenes are solemn and solemn.

Zhou Bokai was delighted and trembling for his discovery.

Only then did Qiao Yu realize that Zhou Bokai was standing beside him, holding the score and looking at it for a long time.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he just realized what he was doing - he wrote half a useless piece of music.

Qiao Yu looked at Zhou Bokai, with pity in his dark and moist eyes, he puffed up his soft bun face in grievance, and said weakly: "Teacher, what about my song...? Will it be killed?"

Should be killed...

Qiao Yu knows that the development of traditional European-style music in this world is very bad. As a theme song for a movie, it is likely that there will be no market and acceptance by the world.But when Qiao Yu saw this story, he couldn't help wanting to use classical music to set off this character.

But the style of this genre is too unique in this world. If you want to use it, all the characters and theme songs are traditional western music, but few people in the entire film music team can write them. Bar?

Sure enough, Zhou Bokai fell silent, obviously thinking of this.However, he held on to those few pieces of paper, muttering to himself: "Kill it... Isn't it such a pity to kill it... What a good song!"

Zhou Bokai hesitated for a few seconds, then strode out of the door as if he had decided on something, and went directly to find director Wu Ye.

Although the director Wu Ye is highly skilled, he has a bad temper. He just sits there looking at something wrong and starts cursing. This is the best representative of perfectionism. The assistants cursed in their hearts: If he is not a famous director, he probably Nobody can stand him.

But just such a person who "can't stand anyone", has actually worked with Zhou Bokai for more than ten years. The two have worked together before they became famous. After each became famous, they always felt that working with each other was the most compatible, but unfortunately they just didn't have time.

For Wu Ye's film, the two agreed to cooperate again early on. Not only did they free up time, but they also prepared for a long time in the early stage. They both hoped that they could follow up this time.

So Wu Ye was very surprised when Zhou Bokai overthrew all his original plans and abandoned all preparations, and couldn't help asking: "You want to switch to Western classical music style?!"

After Wu Ye said this, he stood up by himself, frowned and said, "This is too small... No, I'm not saying that small people are not a good thing, and it may even be a big help to win the award. But can any of us do it?! I remember that there have been no masters in classical music, and the strength of the young group is not enough..."

Zhou Bokai held the sheet music, his fingers trembling, but his eyes were firm and he said: "I know it's difficult, even very difficult... But what we have to do, isn't it difficult things? What we pursue is perfection."

Wu Ye was silent for a moment when he heard this, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Wu Ye lit a cigarette and smoked a whole one before saying, "Old Zhou, I believe in you. But we have already started filming, so we are not in the long preparation period."

Now they not only need to ensure quality, but also ensure time, so as to catch up with the schedule of various awards and capital return.

Zhou Bokai sat down with him, and took out a cigarette. He also smoked for a long time, and then slowly said: "Fortunately, we don't need actors to make music, otherwise these old actors may not have time to accompany them. Us!"

Amidst the smog, Wu Ye turned his head and stared at him for a while, until the white mist from their fingertips dispersed into the air, Wu Ye confirmed that Zhou Bokai was very serious.

Wu Ye paused, and extinguished the chimney: "Okay, let's change it."

Then let's fight big together!

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On the other hand, Qiao Yu drooped his head a little depressed after Zhou Bokai left, poking around with the pen in his hand, as if he didn't know what to do.Qiao Yu felt that this piece of music was useless, but it was a pity not to finish it, so he hesitated for a while and wrote it down with the same vigor just now.

But when Qiao Yu finished writing and put down his pen, he was startled when he turned his head—Zhou Bokai led the students in the music group to stand behind Qiao Yu, quietly waiting for him to finish writing the score.

Qiao Yu was as dumbfounded as a small animal, he held the pen stiffly in his hand, and said after a while: "Old, teacher..."

Zhou Bokai smiled kindly, and said, "Qiao Qiao, let's have a small meeting."

……

When Qiao Yu stood on the stage in the lecture hall, he still looked stupid, but there were rows of musicians sitting below. Everyone could be regarded as Qiao Yu's senior, but everyone was like a primary school student. Sit down obediently and listen carefully with a notebook.

Zhou Bokai called the music team for an emergency meeting, just to see if they could change their style and write thick classical music.The people in their music group are all very good, and they all have a little understanding of European classical music styles, and many of them are also good at classical instruments.But because of the loss of classic scores and history, the best of them is just hovering at the door of classical music, unable to grasp the essence.

And Qiao Yu was regarded as a guide by Zhou Bokai, and asked him to try to click on everyone.

For this meeting, Zhou Bokai specially put on a pair of high-definition lenses. After confirming that he could see the projection clearly, he said with a smile: "Qiao Qiao, you can start talking."

Qiao Yu's small body was tense and tense, and she nodded when she came back to her senses: "...Mmm!"

Qiao Yu never thought that one day he would be able to tell about European music to the seniors in the music industry. In his previous life, although he was a leader of the younger generation, he was still far from the top master; Yu was ready to switch to pop music, let alone be able to stand on this kind of stage.

Perhaps Qiao Yu was lucky enough to have such an opportunity to compose the movie "Brilliant", and was lucky to meet Zhou Bokai who is not ashamed to ask his subordinates and pursues perfection, which gave him a real stage to show himself.

"Classical music means..."

The first class lasted for more than three hours. Qiao Yu told the music group all the theory and essence of classical music that he had learned systematically, unlike Zero, who was completely unfamiliar with this field. Basic beginners, these musicians are very talented, and they are completely at the point of getting through.

They drew inferences within three hours, and quickly mastered the knowledge of classical music, but they didn't quite understand what the romanticism and impressionism genres meant, and they couldn't understand them at all based on Qiao Yu's dictation.

"Um...this..."

Qiao Yu was in a daze and didn't know what to say. This was entirely a trend led by the master's personal style, but these pieces of music had long been lost, so it was very strange for him to explain them.

Seeing that Qiao Yu was in a bit of a dilemma, Zhou Bokai smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Everyone is tired today, and we are not in a rush to study. Today is mainly to understand the spirit, determine the direction, and then go home and listen to the classic music. , the most important thing is to understand the storyline and character performance of "Brilliant", and we will start discussing and creating tomorrow."

Everyone responded one after another. They are a group of people who really love music, and they are all very excited to accept new knowledge. If they didn’t want Qiao Yu to talk about it, they would all have gone back to the room to meditate and create up.Holding the note in their hands, the expressions on their faces were as happy as if they had found a treasure.

"Qiao Qiao." Zhou Bokai finally came over, he reached out and patted Qiao Yu's shoulder, and said in a very gratified manner: "It is our luck to meet you, I think maybe "Brilliant" can really be with me for the rest of my life brilliant."

Qiao Yu's eyes were also moist, and he was moved: "Teacher, I am lucky to meet you. I thought I would never have the chance to touch classical music in this life."

Zhou Bokai smiled, patted the boy's head and said, "We will continue to work hard in the future, everything is possible!"

……

This day was a lot of pressure. No matter how healthy and energetic Ren Qiaoyu was, he was a little dizzy and exhausted when he finished work and was about to go home at night, but Qiao Yu was also very satisfied and happy - he saw Fu Hansheng as soon as he went out. The car was waiting for him not far away.

After what Zhang Mengfu said earlier, Qiao Yu thought of Fu Hansheng's heart beating non-stop, and he was even more happy to see him now.The door of the cab over there just opened, and a person was about to bend down to get out, Qiao Yu quickly ran over and hugged the person in his arms, and said happily, "Mr. Fu!"

The assistant Xiao Liu Meng was pressed, he lowered his head slowly, and when he saw who the boy in his arms was, he looked terrified: "...qaq!"

It's over, I seem to feel the murderous aura from the boss in the back seat!

Qiao Yu always felt that something was wrong with the person in his arms: Huh?Why did Mr. Fu become shorter?She doesn't seem to be so thin, does she? !

Before Qiao Yu could raise his head, he heard the car door open again, and then he was grabbed by the back of the collar, pulling him up from the man's arms.

"Eh?!"

Qiao Yu was confused for a moment, and subconsciously curled up her legs and hugged the man's slender and powerful arms, and the man wrapped his arms around Qiao Yu's legs with his back, and directly "carried" him into his arms and put him on the back seat of the car.

Fu Hansheng stroked Qiao Yu's soft hair, and felt a little better in his heart. He glanced at his assistant, and his gaze was unnaturally cold, which he didn't even know.

The assistant Xiao Liu was taken aback, and quickly sat in the driver's seat, and said dog-leggedly: "Boss Fu and Qiao Qiao go home together?!"

Xiao Liu thought "Boss, I never peeped at your Qiao Qiao" countless times, for fear that his boss would resign if he became jealous.

However, Fu Hansheng didn't feel this. He closed his eyes and returned to his normal expression. He hugged Qiao Yu and asked, "Qiao Qiao, do you want to go back to Fu's villa together to meet my parents?"