Night talk in Bairencheng on the 339th day of the festival

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In the other half of the dormitory, a grand piano with simple form and exquisite workmanship was actually inserted. 【Read the latest chapter】

"You still have a piano?" Okamoto was a little surprised - he didn't remember any senator bringing a piano personally, but there were people who brought small instruments such as accordions.

But he soon realized that it was a product of this time and space: a harpsichord.

"I bought this from Macau with my own money." Dongfang said, "I don't have a real piano, so I made do with this."

The two sat down in silence and poured wine. The two looked at each other, as if they didn't know where to start.

"Well, thank you for spending the money," Dongfang said suddenly, "Since we have wine, we don't have to ask about tea or coffee, Bach, Mozart or Brahms? Or do you like Tchaikovsky?"

"Huh? What?" Okamoto began to realize that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the person in front of him.

"Huh? I'm just asking you what you want to hear. Wouldn't it be impossible to eat dinner without music?"

[No_wrong].qled. "So... feel free, just Bach." Okamoto was astonished and began to feel that he had found the right person.

"Okay, is the Golden Mountain Variation okay? Gould or Turek?"

Okamoto has become accustomed to this kind of conversation: "Priestess, listen slowly while you eat." Dongfang Ke opened the cabinet and started looking for CDs, and then connected the player and speakers. Okamoto caught a glimpse of the dense alphabetical index in the cabinet. card.

The clear and delicate sound of the piano floated out from the speakers. Okamoto picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and said, "This private collection of yours... is the only one in the Senate, right? There are quite a few words."

"Actually no, the General Office and the Planning Institute have mastered more professional entertainment equipment. It's just that there is nothing better than my cabinet in the private collection. Before I traveled through time, I really couldn't bear to leave behind the Samsung records, so I brought them here. Yes. The speaker was made by hand." In the quiet room, Dongfang Ke's tone seemed to become a little normal.

"Well, it's really enjoyable, but you can listen to these things by yourself, but you can't let the naturalized people see it. Bach is not even a **** at this time!"

"Ha, yes, no one will understand it if it is released. The Senate's propaganda to the outside world is simple and crude. It is enough for the army and navy people to copy a few old military music. I also wrote lyrics for them."

"By the way, I've done this before! If I didn't change the lyrics to the Navy's warship march, I wouldn't be able to sing it."

The atmosphere became much more natural under the catalysis of dinner and music. The two chatted a lot about music appreciation. Then drunk Okamoto asked the question he had always wondered: "Why do you still live in such a small dormitory? And why don't you see the maid?"

"Ah, because the office building is close, you don't have to worry about oversleeping and being late - and also, the bigger the house is, the more troublesome it is. You need to tidy up and so on." Dongfang Ke replied nonchalantly.

"What? Alone? Didn't you buy a maid? As far as I know, the only single male elders who don't buy maids are Ji Xin, who protects the natives, and that... that... Cui..." Okamoto Suddenly I was a little surprised by the quotations.

"Okay... don't doubt my dretn... I'm a straight man, and I don't have a two-way plug..." Dongfang shook his head helplessly, "The maid was randomly selected to be B-level, so naturally she wanted it anyway. Subsidy, but I really didn’t like having people around me to bother me, so I sent him to the Elder Villa area to help me look after the house.”

This person's tone of voice when talking about maids is completely different from that of ordinary time-travel otakus - Okamoto thought, could there be someone who doesn't travel through time just to have an endless supply of girls?

"Then why did you travel through time? You're not interested in power or sex. Maybe in a few years the speakers will break and you won't even be able to listen to them without loss."

"Oh. Time travel, it's just boring. If you don't do it for girls, you can do it for other things. The 17th century was much freer than we were back then, hahaha. Besides, there is nothing to miss in the 21st century." A look appeared on Dongfang's face. A strange smile that I had never seen before. Okamoto thought it would be better not to continue this topic and go straight to the point.

"So, do you have any good suggestions for the opera troupe? It is still difficult to prepare now because there are not enough staff!"

"Before we get into this, I have a question."

"What is your position?"

"I am the newly appointed director of the Management Office of Literary and Art Groups - and the director of the Central Art Troupe."

"So what you and I discussed is on track."

"Of course. Things without a project are just talks on paper." Nobu Okamoto talked about the plan with great interest - an opera and dance theater, a ballet company, a symphony orchestra, etc., etc., and he wished he could copy all the art groups of the old time and space... ...Immediately interrupted by Dongfang Ke:

"Well, these are meaningless. What we lack most now is teachers - especially professional teachers. To say that China was poor and white in the 1950s, at least there were Soviet Union as masters, and we also have a few returnees who drank foreign ink. We now ourselves It represents the most advanced productive forces and social culture, and even if you want to use it for ism, you can’t find it..."

"Indeed. I have also looked at the resources myself. Whether it is teachers or equipment, they are all poor."

"I'm afraid there isn't even a modern piano, right? It's a lot of words."

"There are pianos: there is an old Nie Er in the entertainment room of Fengcheng Lun. It seems that it has been put aside for at least thirty or forty years. If you want to repair it, you need a tuner." Okamoto was a little embarrassed, "I can't. I don’t have the ability.”

"It doesn't matter the piano. Because rpsrd and clrd have already appeared at this time. The latter is very similar to modern pianos. I believe you can find tuners in Europe. If you are willing to spend more money, find a few technicians to follow the piano. It wouldn’t be too difficult to sample a modern piano.”

"In the past, the Planning Institute asked Kuaikeqiong to purchase musical instruments and recruit musicians and craftsmen in Europe. There shouldn't be any problem with instrumental music."

"Yeah, well, in this age of art troupes, there is no systematic bel canto training even in Europe. I think you need to get in touch with Dean Wu to ask for help from the church and get two choir members. Italian vocal music has also started, at least A little better off than us. And Mrs. Liu, who is now teaching music and dance form at Yerba Cai and the maid school. Can you ask the executive committee to lend it to us? By the way, I don’t know if that Italian Lando has any idea about their ethnic group. What talent and skill points do you have? I don’t know how to do bel canto at all, but playing the piano and memorizing the music can help. As for changing lyrics and plagiarizing, that’s a regular program, so you can make an appointment anytime if you need it.”

"Great! In the future, the position of deputy director of the Central Art Troupe will be yours, but there is still no solution for composition and creation! After all, I only study vocal music."

"It doesn't matter. In addition to records, I also have a lot of electronic archives here, hundreds of gigabytes. Basically, there are classical and modern operas, as well as revolutionary model plays. Of course, they are folk arts. The resources in the database of the big library are estimated The counting unit is t, and there must be music scores in the archives. We have simplified the arrangement because after all, this space-time Senate is the source of all creativity!"

Dongfang Ke took a sip of rum as he spoke: "But the symphony orchestra is still not able to do it for the time being. High-quality instruments cannot be satisfied by outsourcing. Except for violins, most Western instruments have not appeared at this time. They have to produce them themselves." It has to be explored for a while. There are no suitable craftsmen in China, and they have to come all the way from Europe. In addition, we have no director."

"Well, anyway, what I want to do most is opera. I was originally worried about composition and soundtrack, but I feel confident after seeing your secret collection today! Come on! Cheers!" Okamoto raised his glass and drank it down in excitement.

Dongfang Ke got up and changed a record - "Drinking Song", an excerpt from the opera "La Traviata", Pavarotti and Sutherland's high notes soared in this alien night.

The "History of Art Volume 1 (Part 1: The Formation of the Central Art Troupe)" published a few years later recorded the "Hundred Years of History" of the founder of the Imperial Central Art Troupe, the famous conductor and playwright Okamoto, and the amateur musician Dongfang Ke. "City Night Talk". Of course, what is written in the book is that the two senators were lighting gas lamps in the simple Bairencheng dormitory area to conceive the organizational structure of the opera troupe and symphony orchestra. The Eastern senator even used a simple early piano to play He took out some conceived music, and Elder Okamoto took out the scripts he had accumulated over the years to discuss how to arrange the singing parts, which fully demonstrated the hard work of the first generation of elders in the early stages of the empire's establishment, and laid the foundation for the great glory of the empire in the future. achievements laid a solid foundation.

Shortly after this conversation, Dongfang Ke was officially transferred from the Finance Director's Department and became the deputy artistic director of the Central Experimental Art Troupe. Although he has changed positions, Cheng Dong still often assigns him a pile of ledgers. The Oriental veteran was still cool as usual and silently accepted the job for Caijinkou. Okamoto asked him why he still took the job. The Oriental veteran was still cool and replied: "Because the art troupe has nothing to do." Ben almost lost his temper.

Although the Central Experimental Art Troupe has established a project, not many people are enthusiastic about it. While the Eastern elders continued to be immersed in hi-f and ledgers, Okamoto was running around to implement various resources. Fortunately, the general office began to consider the transformation of the maid training class. Xiao Zishan regarded the art troupe as a good place to host the maid academy and gave him full support. The art troupe opened its doors in a short period of time and settled in the county town, mobilizing various talents. resource.

Okamoto and Dongfang naturally contributed all their own wealth, and the Planning Institute also allocated all kinds of rags related to performing arts in stock to the art troupe. In the preparation work before the time travel, they did not pay much attention to literature and art. In addition to considering In addition to purchasing bugles, fifes and drums to meet the needs of the army, other musical instruments were not included in the procurement scope at all. Fortunately, some of the elders were able to play musical instruments, so they personally carried several instruments.

Chapter 339: Night talk in Bairen City.

Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Night Talk in Bairencheng, more URLs: .qled.