Although for some professionals, "Spring Night Banquet" in Yu Manran's score is already a test of skills, the version of "Spring Night Banquet" that Pei Yunge is playing now is even more complicated.
"This is the original version of "Spring Night Banquet"..." The agent felt like his scalp was numb.
This kind of creative talent is really terrifying.
If Pei Yunge entered the entertainment industry, he would definitely become popular.
His talent, looks, and ability to play the piano are all so attractive.
The song ends.
Yu Manran was excited, "Ge'er! When you go to the Music Association tomorrow, will you use this piece to take the test?!"
"no."
Pei Yunge stood up again and sat down at the writing table next to him, "I want to create something new."
The Music Association's assessment is very strict. Assessments from A to C require the latest original work, which has not been released before.
In an instant, Yu Manran's smile froze, "So... Ge'er, are you writing the assessment song today?"
"Um."
Pei Yunge responded slowly, "You can go out first and help me hold the door."
Hearing this, Yu Manran and the others all understood that most people need immersive creation when creating.
But she really didn't expect that Pei Yunge would write the assessment song the day before the assessment...
How is this different from cramming for an exam? ! !
Moreover, Yu Manran had heard that the Music Association’s assessments were very strict and abnormal!
Pei Yunge could easily overturn like this.
Yu Manran was worried.
In the piano room, Pei Yunge had already written the beginning.
After all, Pei Yunge usually has a lot of inspiration clips and accumulated them.
…
The next day.
In the city center of Nili, Pei Yunge arrived at a nice place to take a break from the bustle. When he looked up, he saw a white castle-like building.
This is the address of the Music Association.
Pei Yunge pressed his hat and walked straight in without taking off his mask. "Miss, where is your ID?" The voice from behind caught Pei Yunge's attention.
She raised her eyebrows and walked up to the old gentleman. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you still need documents?"
The old gentleman didn't even raise his eyes: "Give me your student number."
Pei Yunge: "I don't have a student ID number."
Old gentleman: "..."
Another one ready to muddle through.
Over the years, there have always been students who were determined to take advantage of the fact that the teachers from the Music Association were here today and wanted to sneak in and show off their talents.
"Okay, then you can come back when you have your student number. When you are tired, go sit over there."
The old gentleman picked up the cigar very familiarly, took a puff, and said slowly.
Pei Yunge glanced at him, turned his head and found that there were more than a dozen people in that row.
When she sat down, a boy asked casually, "You haven't tried out for the Music Association either. Are you going to take the exam later?"
"… no."
After Pei Yunge finished speaking, he called Du Xiao.
No one answered.
Her eyebrows moved impatiently, and soon she took out the laptop directly from her bag.
now.
Everyone's eyes were focused in the direction of the door, as if waiting for the best opportunity.
Only Pei Yunge didn't know what he was doing, and the keyboard kept clicking.
"What, you are awesome, you are still in the mood to play games at this time??" The boy next to him said with great admiration.
Pei Yunge: "..."
And a few people who were about to go for the assessment heard the voices behind them and couldn't help but frown and glance at them.
She had a sense of superiority and a bit of sarcasm on her face, "If you haven't passed the assessment, it proves that you have no talent. The Music Association doesn't accept stupid people, why don't you let them go?"
(End of chapter)