Lin Han quickly took out the score from his backpack, handed it to Tong Lin and said: "Teacher Tong, this is the effect I want. The symphony score is fine, if there are several sopranos in harmony. Even better.”
The symphony score is relatively simple to follow. The distribution of instrument groups from top to bottom and the order within the groups are arranged according to the commonly used ranges.
Chen Jiaxuan said very politely that such artistic people have little to do with the entertainment industry, but their status is not low, so there is no need to offend them.
An excellent work must have an excellent set of music. The old version of Journey to the West music on Earth used electro-acoustic music, which was Western yet national in style. It had no sense of time or place, and it doesn’t sound outdated at all now.
Therefore, it should be very simple and clear on the music score: connection lines, expression marks, dynamic marks and necessary concise text descriptions, and the time signature is enlarged.
"Do we still need to talk about this?" Chen Jiaxuan complained while reversing the car, "How did you think of using such a professional orchestra? I really can't understand your thinking."
Tong Lin is a professional. After he got Lin Han's score, he browsed it carefully. This piece of music of less than three minutes looks very distinctive, with ups and downs, politeness and rich layers.
After reading it again, Tong Lincai raised his head with unfinished content: "May I ask which master's new work this is? It is definitely a new classic piece!"
Chen Jiaxuan rescued Lin Han from the pile of notes. She called and said: "You are lucky today. The National Ballet of China Orchestra is rehearsing to prepare for the CCTV Lantern Festival Gala on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I can only let them squeeze in half a day. It’s time to help you record, are you ready?”
The whole piece of music is majestic and majestic, and at the same time exceptionally ethereal. It is also particularly beautiful and dreamy. It has a sense of the vicissitudes of the life of a fairy, and it is also playful and cute.
Lin Han knew that the price was indeed fair. There were so many people in a band, and they had to record for themselves besides being busy rehearsing. What's more, it was during the Spring Festival, so it was good to find people, so he didn't have to be picky. Picked, "80,000 is just 80,000, how can I hand it over?"
Different instruments have different names and corresponding abbreviations, such as FI flute, PICC piccolo, A-FI alto flute, and saxophone is divided into tenor, tenor, etc.
Using a professional mixing console with monitors, professional musical instruments, recording microphones, and a harmony group are all goals Lin Han wants to achieve.
The music score is written very clearly, with large font size, and each measure has a measure number. The musicians recording the music are all sight-readers on the spot. The music is generally not contacted in advance, so there is no possibility of seeing it.
When the fast-moving Chen Jiaxuan arrived downstairs in the community, she saw Lin Han wearing a hat and scarf stomping on the spot. She honked the horn, then rolled down the window and said: "Hey, get in the car quickly, go there early and record more." time."
"Xiao Lin is really young and promising. Most people don't have the courage to do this kind of music. Electronic music accounts for a lot of it. Young people just have ideas."
"Don't be anxious, take your time, life safety is the most important thing!"
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Lin Han opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He breathed out and said apologetically: "I'm sorry that I brought you to work during the Spring Festival."
Chen Jiaxuan took Lin Han to the concert hall. At this time, the orchestra of the National Ballet of China was playing the music for the Lantern Festival Gala, and the person in charge, Tong Lin, strode over in a suit.
When the time comes to practice, just make a copy of the score and give it to the orchestra members. Those people are professionals and will definitely understand it.
Chen Jiaxuan's eyes slowly fell on Lin Han. She found that this man was a gold mine. There were always countless surprises coming to him. He was the one who wrote the classic that even such an authority said!
During the Spring Festival, Beijing was a smooth road, with only a few vehicles moving forward in places that were originally blocked by dumplings. By the time the cars stopped, their destinations had already been reached.
Lin Han was just a layman. He didn't understand these specific differences, but he was very good at copying the scores he saw in his previous life intact, so that he would not make any mistakes.
What he wants to write now is not the simplified score of the song, but the symphony score, which is many times more complicated than the simplified score, and there are some things that even people who have studied music cannot understand.
Even though there is no music to play now, after Lin Han thought of this song in his mind, a seamless picture appeared, which was too familiar.
Chen Jiaxuan glanced at Lin Han, completely confused as to why he was so mysterious. In fact, Lin Han just felt that he should keep a low profile before being adopted, so as not to be embarrassed after being dismissed, and to save a little face for himself.
"Hey, just wait and listen, you will be shocked when the time comes."
Chen Jiaxuan said quickly: "Their entire band has no vacation. You can find anyone you want to find, but the price of recording once is not cheap. They asked for 100,000 yuan, and the final friendly price was 80,000 yuan."
"Well, thank you for the compliment. This is just my little idea, not a classic." Lin Han could only be modest and unconscionable, feeling a little guilty.
"Teacher Tong, this is the Lin Han I'm talking about. He wants to borrow an afternoon of your orchestra's time to record something. Do you think you can find everyone?"
"No problem. I've finished the symphony score here. Do you have any extra people in the band? I still have other instruments that need to be played, whether they are Western instruments."
Of course, if you want to perfectly integrate these bands, you also need a crucial person, that is, a conductor.
Quickly stuffing the printed score into his backpack, Lin Han quickly sorted it out and went downstairs to wait for Chen Jiaxuan's arrival. Before he could make money on the soundtrack, he had to spend the money first. It was definitely a true love level.
After Tong Lin looked at the instruments listed here, he knew it in his mind. He said to Chen Jiaxuan and Lin Han: "You two go to the recording studio No. 1 and wait for a while, okay? I will arrange the musicians and instruments now." , please make copies of these scores by the way.”
The magical and magnificent world of gods appeared in his mind: cranes danced, Chang'e danced in circles gracefully, Tang Monk rode a white horse under the sunset, Wukong rowed alone in the vast sea just to become his disciple...
Tong Lin glanced at Lin Han suspiciously. He did not express his doubts, but said politely: "Of course, we are going to take a half-day break this afternoon. I don't know what kind of musicians you need. , I can make arrangements."
Lin Han did not choose more popular songs, but chose this pure music method to prove that he can control the soundtrack work of TV series, so how to impress the directors and leaders of CCTV is what he must do well homework.
"I'll drive to pick you up right away, and I'll make an introduction to you then. Just wait for me for 10 minutes, pack your things and go over immediately."