The King of Crossover Entertainment.

Chapter 16 0016, This is the feeling

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

Yan Lide brought Yunfeng to the piano room building.

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

The piano building in the East Campus is the best among the four campuses of Shanghai Conservatory of Music, with more than 200 pianos of various types.

Yunfeng didn't know who Yan Lide was going to take him to see, but since it was about arranging music, it must be a teacher from the composition department.

Arriving in front of piano room 1250, Yan Lide stopped, tilted his head and smiled at Yunfeng, saying, "We're here. Old Wu is teaching piano. Let's wait a while."

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

Yunfeng pricked up his ears and listened, but as for musical instruments, apart from the guitar, he knew nothing about the others. He was a complete layman who was just watching the fun.

It is impossible to comment on how well the guzheng was played, but the music played sounded nice to him.

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

Only then did Yan Lide knock on the door and go in.

Yunfeng followed closely behind.

There were only two people in the room, a middle-aged woman about 45 years old, about the same age as Yan Lide, and a girl with glasses about 18 years old, about the same age as Yunfeng.

Yunfeng thought that the "Old Wu" Yan Lide mentioned was a man, but since he called him that, they should have a very good relationship.

Wu Zhongyu, Yan Lide’s high school classmate, holds a double doctorate from Yenching Conservatory of Music and Ricker Conservatory of Music, and is currently the director of the Composition Department at Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

She looked past Yan Lide and towards Yun Feng, and asked, "Is it the Dragon Fist you wrote?"

The other party's tone was a little doubtful, but Yunfeng didn't care and said, "Yes, teacher."

The girl with glasses next to her pushed up her glasses frames. The music and lyrics complement each other. Although they are from different departments, she has heard of this. There is a talented person among the freshmen who wrote a song with very high quality lyrics.

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

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

Upon hearing this, Yan Lide's smile widened, because he knew that Wu Zhongyu's words were not saying that he was jealous of Yunfeng for being able to write "Dragon Fist", but that he was jealous that he had a good seedling.

Yunfeng, who didn't understand the actual meaning of the encrypted conversation between the two, blushed in embarrassment.

Yan Lide stopped smiling and got down to business, saying seriously, "Xiao Yun, sing "Dragon Fist" first. Do you need the drum beat?"

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

He had his own plan. If Yunfeng sang well, he would use him. Otherwise, he would have a reason to give it to Wu Zhongyu.

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

It is indeed a bit strange to sing "Dragon Fist" a cappella, but if it weren't for the drum rhythm in the original arrangement, it might have been disrupted.

He cleared his throat. He couldn't avoid being nervous in front of two teachers, 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 transformed into a dragon. The heart of the earth was beating turbulently...

Waiting for the hero, I am the dragon! "

Four minutes is a long time, but it can also be considered short.

Yunfeng's nervousness disappeared without a trace when he sang the middle part.

He used his existing singing skills to the fullest and sang "Dragon Fist" in its entirety.

Apart from typing, I usually spend the rest of my time consolidating and strengthening my singing practice, and my level is already close to that of an amateur.

When Yunfeng opened his eyes, he saw three people in a daze.

I wondered if I sang it wrong.

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

but……

Still no one spoke.

Yunfeng felt very tormented and couldn't help but ask, "Do I have no talent for singing?"

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

Yan Lide clenched his fist and said a little excitedly: "That's the feeling!"

Yunfeng had a face full of question marks.

Yan Lide himself tried to sing "Dragon Fist" many times, but he couldn't achieve the momentum described in the lyrics. When he heard Yunfeng finish singing, he was sure that this was the feeling. At this moment, Wu Zhongyu looked at Yunfeng with a change of eyes, with a hint of enthusiasm, and said: "Young man, do you want to transfer to the composition department? I believe, definitely and for sure, that you can become an excellent composer in the future."

The girl with glasses was quite surprised. She thought the teacher’s evaluation was too high. You know, there is a huge difference between “composer” and “composer”.

This time it was Yunfeng who was stunned.

Yan Lide's eyes widened as he asked, "Old Wu, is it okay for you to poach my people in front of me like this?"

Wu Zhongyu ignored him and said to Yunfeng, "Don't worry about the transfer. Leave it to me. The composition department of the Magic City Conservatory of Music is second to none among the art colleges in our country."

Yan Lide immediately became anxious and prepared to refute.

But Yunfeng said, "Thank you for your kindness, teacher. I have no intention of changing my major now, but if there is anything I don't understand about composition, I will definitely ask you for advice."

It is extremely difficult for someone who does not know any music theory or music scores to sing the complete melody of a song directly.

Even now, after she finishes writing a piece of music, she still has to make some revisions, and it is rare for her to complete it in one go.

Therefore, Wu Zhongyu wanted to try again.

Yan Lide suddenly had an idea and said, "Old Wu, I can see that you like Xiao Yun very much. How about this, you can exchange Xiao Tang with me."

Xiao Tang is the 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 guy would not let go easily.

She glanced at Yunfeng, then at Tang Yu, and sighed, "You can't have your cake and eat it too. You got it for free, Old Yan."

Yan Lide rolled his eyes at her and said, "What do you mean it's a good deal for me? I am allowed to have it but not to have it?"

Yunfeng and Tang Yu were both speechless. Why were they being exchanged like commodities?

After Wu Zhongyu gave up, he returned to the topic and asked Tang Yu, "Did you record it?"

Tang Yu nodded and handed over the recorder.

Wu Zhongyu played back Yunfeng's "Dragon Fist" and confirmed that there were no breaks. He said to Yan Lide and Yunfeng, "I'll have Xiao Tang write the score. As for the arrangement, do you have any requirements?"

Yan Lide looked at Yunfeng and said, "If you have any requests or directions, feel free to ask."

Yunfeng touched his nose and said, "I think the prelude should have our Chinese drums, the interlude should have the guzheng, and then the electric guitar should run through the whole song. The style should be more hip-hop."

He wanted the original arrangement of "Dragon Fist", but that was all he could remember, so he could only hope to get closer.

Wu Zhongyu raised his eyes and asked with a puzzled look: "You really don't know anything about composing music?"

Yunfeng shook his head and said, "I don't understand at all."

He originally wanted to go to the library to find some books on composition, but he had been busy typing and practicing singing recently and really couldn't spare the time.

Wu Zhongyu saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be lying. Besides, there was no need to hide this matter. He was even more surprised. His sense of music was too good.

There was a glimmer of envy in Tang Yu's eyes. Even though she had absolute pitch and had been taught music by her parents since childhood, she couldn't do what Yun Feng did.

Yan Lide knew a little about composing music, but his level was not high, so he still had to rely on Wu Zhongyu. He immediately asked, "Old Wu, what do you think? These requirements are simply a piece of cake for you."

Wu Zhongyu blurted out: "Don't flatter me. It will take some time to come up with a matching arrangement. You don't want me to just do it half-heartedly, do you?"

Yan Lide shook his head and said, "That can't be possible. Don't I know you well enough? You want perfection in everything you do."

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

Yan Lide smiled and said, "I feel relieved when you say this."

Yunfeng followed up, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Wu Zhongyu thought for a moment and then said, "Add Xiao Tang to chat on WeChat. If there are any problems, I will ask her to notify you."

The two of them added each other on WeChat. After listening to Yan Lide and Wu Zhongyu chatting for a while, he made an excuse to leave.

When they got to the bottom of the hall, Tang Yu suddenly turned to Yun Feng, stretched out her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Nice to meet you, my name is Tang Yu."

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

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

And if you look closely from a close distance, Tang Yu's facial features are very delicate, and with light makeup, she looks quite good.

"I'm going back to the dormitory. Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

(End of this chapter)