Kang Hui had a regular company meeting in Shanghai the next morning, so she needed to go to the airport to catch a flight. Chen Qiang was making soup at home. He was at a critical moment and couldn't leave. So Chen Minhao could only ask Wu Hongrong to drive him home.
When the car drove downstairs, Chen Minhao invited Wu Hongrong to go upstairs for soup. Wu Hongrong politely declined, and Chen Minhao went upstairs alone and went straight to his study.
Chen Minhao took down two arrangement-related books, "Fundamentals of Music Theory" and "Music Form and Work Analysis" from the bookshelf, then opened his laptop and opened Onenote.
Today, when everyone was discussing the arrangement of "Blue and White Porcelain" in the conference room of Chen Minhao's studio, Chen Minhao was more cautious. He secretly opened the recording software on his phone, placed the phone screen down on the table, and recorded the discussions of several people.
Chen Minhao imported the audio into his computer, put on his headphones, and clicked play.
He said to himself: "Everyone's voice is clear and perfect."
Several people discussed the process of arranging the music, which could be described as a heated exchange of words. Although Chen Minhao turned on his brain and listened, thought, memorized, and studied with all his heart, there was still a lot of content that he had not digested.
Chen Minhao's arrangement knowledge is too weak compared to the others. It is like asking a primary school student to attend a class for junior high school students. No matter how smart the primary school student is, he will not be able to keep up with the rhythm of the class.
Fortunately, this smart primary school student can teach himself and study secretly in private.
The reason why Chen Minhao planned to find a teacher to learn arranging before was because of Qian Jinyun's admiration and his little vanity, but today after listening to the quarrels of several people, he realized that arranging is a very practical knowledge. , is a skill that he must master.
If Chen Minhao cannot master the arrangement, it would be equivalent to giving the work to others after he completed an amazing moving job, expecting others to reproduce the work perfectly.
And he himself can only be like a taskmaster, or more accurately, like a cheerleader shouting cheers from the side, and can only hope that others will perform well.
Chen Minhao was an orphan in his previous life and had limited living expenses. He couldn't afford a Switch, and he didn't know what Steam was, let alone Dota Auto Chess.
His only activity that can be called entertainment is to borrow historical books from the Shuimu University Library. He once drew a conclusion from the vast sea of historical books:
A person can choose to trust others, but he cannot put all his expectations on others, because others have no obligation to fulfill your expectations. Even if you are the emperor and he is a minister, it will not work.
When a person places too high expectations on others, it is essentially a useless escape and evasion of himself. In this life, no one is responsible for himself except himself.
Chen Minhao played back this afternoon's discussion at 0.8x speed and sorted out everyone's opinions. When he encountered something he didn't quite understand, he turned to Baidu or read the books he had at hand.
As time passed, there were fewer and fewer lights on in the community.
Chen Qiang finally finished cooking the soup. He carefully brought the bowl in, but Chen Minhao didn't notice anyone coming in at all.
When Chen Qiang saw Chen Minhao who was paying full attention, he quietly withdrew again.
An hour later, Chen Qiang saw that the lights in Chen Minhao's room were still on. He pushed open the door to the study again and saw that Chen Minhao was still in the same position as an hour ago.
"Brother Hao, please rest for a while. Do you want a bowl of soup?" Chen Qiang asked in a low voice.
Chen Minhao nodded and said casually: "Just put it aside and I'll drink it later."
Chen Qiang put the bowl on the table, hesitated for a while and finally said: "Brother Hao, you'd better drink now. It's easy to get in when you do something. When you said this last time, I'll collect it the next day." I noticed you didn’t take a sip."
Chen Minhao nodded, reading and drinking.
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon on the third day, Chen Minhao rushed to his studio immediately after finishing the last class of the day. Today he made an appointment with Qu Rong, Qian Jinyun and others to discuss the arrangement for the second time.
The agreed time for the meeting was 4:30, but when Chen Minhao arrived at the studio at 4:18, he found that the conference room was already full.
Qu Rong and Wu Hongrong were arguing fiercely. When they saw Chen Minhao coming, they glared at each other, but both sides stopped talking.
Chen Minhao pulled up a chair and sat down, only to find that Qu Rong, Qian Jinyun, Wang Jia and Li Hui had turned into panda eyes, and Qu Rong's eyes were all covered with bloodshot eyes.
Qu Rong nodded towards Chen Minhao as a greeting. She took a USB flash drive from her bag, shook it and said, "Because we couldn't argue at the last meeting, we have compiled three plans this time.
Last time Qian Jinyun mentioned the sound of tapping blue and white porcelain as an accompaniment. He contacted that person and we also made some attempts. The conclusion is that if it is a live singing, adding such a clip is very interesting, but adding a demo , the pitch will be distorted a lot, and the gain outweighs the loss. "
Chen Minhao took the USB flash drive from Qu Rong's hand, plugged it into the computer, and said, "Okay, forget it. "Blue and White Porcelain" will be recorded in the studio this Saturday, so let's talk about the arrangement of the demo first. Live performance discussions are not urgent.”
In order to distinguish three different plans to facilitate discussion, Chen Minhao called these three plans A, B, and C in order.
After listening to these three different plans, Chen Minhao knew the cause of the dark circles under their eyes, and he had really worked hard in the past few days.
Plan A is Chinese style in the traditional sense, and no bass is used in the entire arrangement. The reason why it is said to be Chinese style in the traditional sense is because traditional Chinese music such as opera and folk songs do not have the concept of bass, and even rhythm instruments have a high-pitched "tick-tick-tick" sound.
However, a song without bass clearly does not conform to modern people’s music habits, so Chen Minhao directly eliminated plan A.
For plan B, traditional Chinese instruments are mainly used, such as flute, pipa and guzheng, with a small amount of guitar filling in the bass, but basically each instrument is played alone, and there is almost no ensemble.
There is no concept of harmony in traditional Chinese music, and national musical instruments are basically solo instruments.
After listening to Plan B, Chen Minhao thought that Plan B could be used as traditional Chinese light music and could be used in the hall. However, as a soundtrack for a song, although it is antique, it is a bit weak.
Plan C is the least Chinese arrangement. It extensively uses modern music and vocal music as the song frame, and uses acoustic guitar and piano as rhythm and harmony instruments, while the ethnic instruments only serve as supporting roles, filling and The role of long melodic lines.
After listening to the three different plans, Wu Hongrong said preemptively: "I think plan B is better. The antique style is called Chinese style."
Qu Rong said without giving in: "But we can't fight Chinese style for the sake of Chinese style. There is a reason why modern music arrangements are mainly based on Western instruments. You can't go against your conscience and say that Plan B is better than Plan B just for the sake of the name of Chinese style." C is good."
Wu Hongrong and Qu Rong could not convince each other. They turned their guns and looked at Chen Minhao in unison and asked: "Which direction do you think is more suitable?"
(End of chapter)