When Chen Minhao saw Qian Jinyun's admiring expression, he knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

If Qian Jinyun plans to have some professional discussions next, the situation will be awkward.

Pretending to be forceful is the most deadly, so Chen Minhao's thirty-six strategies, the best strategy is to go, and retreat first.

When Chen Minhao saw Qian Jinyun again, it was already four days later in the afternoon.

Every Wednesday afternoon is the activity day of Beijing Film Academy, so the Academic Affairs Office generally does not arrange classes on Wednesday afternoon. This time period is mainly used by students to participate in club activities, participate in various competitions, and so on.

In the past four days, Chen Minhao basically used all available time to supplement his knowledge of music theory.

However, even if Chen Minhao is a master again, he is only a human being, not a land god.

The result of supplementing knowledge of music theory was not ideal. Chen Minhao's biggest gain in the past four days was: let him know how small he is in front of music.

Four days ago, Chen Minhao knew that he didn't understand music theory, and four days later, Chen Minhao still didn't understand music theory, but he knew how much he didn't know about music theory.

Music theory knowledge is simply a vast ocean, and it is worth studying and researching in one's life.

More importantly, Chen Minhao realized that even if he had acquired some knowledge of music theory in a short period of time, the most important sense of music in the arrangement needs to be honed.

Based on the above-mentioned reality, the witty Chen Minhao originally planned to discuss with Qian Jinyun on the phone.

As long as you plug in the earphones to communicate on the phone, your hands will be released, so you can make a phone call and Baidu at the same time. As for the time of Baidu, Chen Minhao thinks that he can just type two hahas and it will pass.

Through this kind of "little cleverness", even if there is a lack of knowledge of music theory, it will not prevent the conversation between the two of them from playing the piano against each other. At the very least, Chen Minhao can understand what Qian Jinyun is talking about.

However, contrary to expectations, Qian Jinyun's actions were much faster than Chen Minhao's imagination. On the fourth day after the two separated, Qian Jinyun had already created a demo of the soundtrack, and Chen Minhao could only choose to have an interview with Qian Jinyun.

Chen Minhao also understood in his heart that it's okay to let Qian Jinyun know that he is weak in music theory, after all, no one can have a weakness.

Perhaps because Chen Minhao was an orphan in his previous life, he cared more about what other people thought of him. He didn't want to disappoint others. Even if there was a gap between his strength and other people's expectations, he only thought about how to narrow the gap.

Therefore, Chen Minhao couldn't control himself a bit. Every time he wanted to say frankly that he didn't understand music theory, he swallowed the words again.

On Wednesday afternoon, when Chen Minhao saw Qian Jinyun again, although he felt a little guilty, he still forced himself to pretend that he was calm.

Qian Jinyun took out a small black Avery and Mp3, carefully plugged in the earphones, and said: "Brother Chen, listen to it first, this is a version of the soundtrack we made, I know you are busy with the demo, I didn't think about it at first. I’m bothering you on weekdays, but when I went to see Teacher Wu Hongrong, Teacher Wu Hongrong said that you have completely surpassed him in Huaxiafeng, so he asked me to ask you directly what you think.”

Chen Minhao was stunned for a moment: Like immediately crossing in front of Wu Hongrong, who gave you confidence in Wu Hongrong?

Uh, no, more accurately it should be: Wu Hongrong, who gave you confidence in me? Don't you know how many catties I have?

Chen Minhao was roaring in his heart, but he still put on his earphones.

He was immediately attracted by the demo of the soundtrack made by Qian Jinyun. Chen Minhao also understood the feeling of Wu Hongrong or others when they heard the songs he "created"-amazing.

Creation must be more difficult than learning and imitating. Chen Minhao has listened to "Fireworks Are Cold" countless times in his previous life, but when thinking about which instruments to use in "Fireworks Are Cold", he has no idea at all.

Qian Jinyun did not use traditional Chinese musical instruments to arrange music in the past, but Chen Minhao said a few words casually, and he reached this point in 4 days, which surprised Chen Minhao.

Although it sounds different from the previous version, there is a big gap, but in 4 days, such an answer sheet was handed in. Chen Minhao thinks that Qian Jinyun arranges music, and he really found a treasure.

However, although Qian Jinyun's version is quite good, it is still obviously not as good as Liu Chang in his previous life. Chen Minhao frowned and thought to himself, where is the difference?

Chen Minhao didn't expect the soundtrack to be exactly the same as his previous life, but he felt that there was a clear gap between the soundtrack now and his previous life.

Chen Minhao listened to it again, feeling like a kitten scratching his itch in his heart: he knew there was a gap, but he just couldn't find it.

Chen Minhao listened to it again, but he still didn't find the answer. Chen Minhao gave up strategically—he didn't intend to listen, he planned to sing.

The melody in Chen Minhao's mind should be the rhythm of his previous life. When he sings along with the accompaniment, the places that are obviously inconsistent are the places that need to be changed.

"The sound of prosperity escapes into the empty door and breaks the world."

Chen Minhao took a long breath and finally found the problem: the soundtrack has no bass.

Chen Minhao said confidently: "The sound of this song is too high, there is no bass."

Qian Jinyun didn't seem surprised by this conclusion, and said, "But Brother Chen, you also know that our Chinese music has never had the concept of bass."

Uh, doesn't Huaxia Music have bass? I really don't know.

Qian Jinyun didn't notice the abnormality in Chen Minhao's expression. He continued to lower his head and said, "Chinese traditional music basically chooses middle and high-pitched melody instruments with strong melody and expressive power. There are no bass instruments in our traditional Chinese instruments. I also have a headache."

Chen Minhao didn't know how to answer Qian Jinyun's words.

The view that there are no bass instruments in traditional Chinese musical instruments breaks through Chen Minhao's previous cognition. Fortunately, Qian Jinyun continued to share his own views.

Qian Jinyun looked up at Chen Minhao, and said with a smile: "Actually, traditional Chinese music is divided into three categories, folk music, literati music, and palace celebration music.

There are two branches of folk music: festive percussion music and opera music. These two types of music performances are mostly performed in noisy environments. Festival wind and percussion music is basically performed in markets or crowded streets, with instruments such as suona, gongs and drums being the main instruments. As for opera music, in order to let the people in the last row hear clearly, the instruments are Banhu, Jinghu, cymbals, and small gongs. This is completely devoid of soil for bass instruments.

As for literati music, there are only quiet and elegant ditty Pingtan, without bass. "

After Chen Minhao nodded slightly, Qian Jinyun continued: "Just now I was talking about the common people. In fact, the ruling class pays more attention to music. The Ministry of Rites is one of the six departments. When the new emperor ascends the throne, he needs chime bells and giant drums to pray for rain and water. , Fou, exhaustion, etc. drums and music.

Only when musical instruments show solemnity and majestic momentum, can they interpret the majesty of the heavenly family. Hence also no bass instruments.

Qian Jinyun looked frustrated, but Chen Minhao's mind turned quickly, and he asked, "Qian Jinyun, have you ever heard a sentence: fifty-six nationalities, fifty-six flowers?"

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