After Li Moyan heard Zhou Guodong's words, he felt very irritated: "You are just a layman, do you know what music is? Do you know how to manage a band? And you, you can't even manage your own figure, don't even think about it. Taking care of others?"
"Did it escalate to a personal attack so quickly?" Zhou Guodong carelessly touched his head and said, "Yes, you are very professional, but a person's power is very limited. You are perfect, but..."
Before Zhou Guodong finished speaking, Li Moyan interrupted him.
"I don't want to hear your criticism. If you have practical ideas and things that you think can help me, you can share them instead of just standing and talking without pain!"
"You!" Zhou Guodong was so angry that he wanted to hit her with a cane, but there was no use being angry. He just turned around and walked away dejectedly.
"What I hate the most is this kind of annoying person who can't do anything but nag!" Li Moyan said.
While she was still worried, she suddenly smelled the fragrance of coffee.
"Coach Li, I heard that you like drinking coffee, so I..."
Suddenly, a young man came to Li Moyan with a cup of coffee in his hand.
Like a mouse seeing cheese, Li Moyan excitedly grabbed the coffee and took a big sip. The aroma instantly filled his mouth, as if all unpleasant things were swept away.
But after a second of pleasure, a burning pain instantly passed from the tip of my tongue.
"Oh... Huh... Huh..."
She flapped her tongue like a kitten and panted again, and this look of embarrassment was all caught in the young man's eyes.
"Haha!" the young man said with a smile: "Be careful and drink slowly. Coach Li, I didn't expect you have a cat tongue, but you like to drink hot coffee!"
"I want you to take care of it!" Li Moyan raised his head and realized that the young man in front of him looked familiar, but he didn't look like someone from the Silver Band.
I saw that he was holding a T100 trumpet dedicated to new players. It seemed like he was a new teammate, but it was wrong to think about it. I couldn't see him in the trumpet section just now.
Li Moyan put away his sweet smile.
He put on his usual cold and hesitant ice goddess expression and said to her: "I'm not familiar with you either, how do you know I like drinking coffee! And... what's the purpose of you looking for me, I'm afraid Not simple, right?"
The shy young man raised his eyes slightly, revealing a face that was a little immature, but also weathered. His face was covered with scars from old and new stacks, his hair was dry and white, his school uniform was a bit dirty, and his legs, feet, and sleeves were patched, like a child in a slum.
"My name is Zhang Chu... I... am here to sign up for the Silver Band!"
This was the first time that Zhang Chu was away from a beautiful and mature big sister like Li Moyan, and there was a faint smell of perfume in the air.
His expression was both shy and scared. Who knew that he had become confused last month and wanted to bring his younger brothers to harass her, but she easily rejected them.
Since that day, Zhang Chu has always liked strong and beautiful girls. First it was Lin Xuerou, and then Li Moyan, who was much more beautiful than her. However, he could still say some crazy words to Lin Xuerou in front of her.
But Li Moyan, he really didn't dare.
He has always wanted to join the Silver Band to get closer to the perfect goddess in front of him. Although he was very familiar with Xia Yu and Guo Dong, he had issues with Lin Xuerou, and because he was afraid that controlling his gang would harm the members of the Silver Band, he had not yet made up his mind. It wasn't until recently that Lin Xuerou left and the gang's power inside and outside the campus was almost eliminated. What affected him most was that his younger brother Ding Zhangfan joined before him, so he made up his mind to join.
Now, this violent maniac, who is called a mad dog, is like a well-behaved puppy, wagging his tail, standing obediently and quietly, and he really doesn't know where to put his eyes.
When he raised his head, he saw two majestic peaks, looming between the collars of his white shirt. Lowering his head, those one-meter-long black stockings were equally lethal to him.
"If you want to join the silver band, you can ask Lun Jingqing, she will arrange it. You don't have to come to me, and you even spend money to buy me coffee!" While Li Moyan was waiting for the coffee to cool down, she bit her red lips and bit the edge of the cup. Said coldly.
"I...I...I'm here to directly apply for cadres!" Zhang Chu said.
"cadre?"
Li Moyan has long been accustomed to finding ways to strike up a conversation with her when she is alone, whether it is male teachers, male colleagues, or male classmates in the school. Li Moyan originally disliked him.
But when she heard the word "cadre", she immediately became interested.
Could it be...
Are there many musicians like Liu Qiqiang who have disappeared from the world like Chen Nanfang?
"Yes... now in the trumpet department, senior Lin Xuerou and Ye Siren are no longer here. It is the director who is most needed who is capable and can stably participate in the silver band to lead everyone!" Although Zhang Chu was very nervous, his hands were strong He held on to the trumpet with all his strength and spoke, so that his nervousness could calm down.
"And... I'm only in Form 3. In the second half of the year, the seniors in Form 4 and Form 6 will be preparing for exams, so the band will need me even more!"
Li Moyan nodded. What he said made sense. Instead of waiting for those reserve players to grow up, it would be better to find a ready-made one.
"Have you ever passed the royal examination?"
"Yes! Yes! I passed CET-7! And I passed!"
Level seven? Still qualified?
Isn't this Ye Siren's trumpet level?
Although his other instruments all have level five.
But really, the level of level 7 is already the level of the level 6 players in many schools.
"Come on, show me!"
But I saw Zhang Chu holding out a crumpled report card. It says 75.
"Isn't this a fault of yours?" Li Moyan said with a frown.
"Ah?!" Zhang Chu said in surprise.
"As we all know, the total score of the Royal Examination is 150 points, and the passing score is 100 points. You are only halfway there."
"Ah!... I thought 50 points was a passing grade." Zhang Chu touched his head in fear and embarrassment and smiled.
Li Moyan originally didn't want to talk to him. But she inadvertently saw strange marks on her grades.
For the first three songs, he got 27 points for song A, 25 points for song B, and 23 points for song C. He only missed out on the music theory part.
"Actually, both the scores and evaluations of the performance are fine, especially for the first song. A score of 27 is considered excellent. It's just that song C tests your performance skills, so your score is lower, but you also passed." Li Moyan Pertinently commented: "If you get a passing score of 30 in music theory, it won't be only 75..."
"Music theory..." Zhang Chu frowned and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "I have never studied music theory, so..."
"Your accompanist didn't train with you?"
Generally speaking, for the Royal Music Examination, you need to find a piano accompanist for non-piano instruments. Music A and B are basically music with piano accompaniment, and music C is a solo song. The accompaniment is generally provided by piano teachers with Royal Grade 8 or above. They will also teach music theory and provide real-time music theory answers to Paper 2.
"I... I don't have any accompaniment. That day, I spent 100 yuan to ask the keyboard player of the school rock band to help me... That day, he even missed the beat of two songs! What bad luck!" Zhang Chu said nagging road.
ah! ?
Are you actually looking for someone temporarily? ?
Oh my god, the piano accompaniment of this Royal Level 7 trumpet exam is as difficult as the Royal Level 5! It is by no means an ordinary piano teacher who can start playing it at a glance. What's more, the overall tone of the music must also take into account balance.
This approach is simply messy.
"In this case, I can't determine your level..." Li Moyan said, returning the score sheet to him.
"Then, warm up first. Wait, I will come to review you personally."
"oh!"
Li Moyan thought Zhang Chu would warm up casually, but unexpectedly, she was surprised the next second.
＜＜Green Sleeves＞＞ is an old British folk song, which has been widely circulated as early as the era of Queen Elizabeth I. The word GreenSleeves means a geisha or even a prostitute in British folk.
This ballad is a love story between a poor sailor and a geisha who sings in a poor brothel.
It is said that the sailor fell in love with a prostitute wearing a green-sleeved dress, and he had to see her every time he came back from the sea. Over time, he and the woman actually fell in love. Every time we meet, the girl wears her favorite green-sleeved clothes, like a beautiful green lark.
However, later the Hundred Years War broke out between England and France, and the sailor went to fight. He used military rations to redeem her body.
So, the girl wore the green-sleeved clothes he liked and stood at the dock every day waiting for her sweetheart to return. Unfortunately, she waited for a long, long time until she died of illness and did not wait for her lover to come back. News came from the front that he had already died in battle. In the end, the girl died of excessive grief.
Finally, many years later, the war finally ended. The sailor, who was covered with vicissitudes of life, returned triumphantly, but could no longer find his beloved girl. He thought that his lover, like other women, had long been lonely and left with someone else. Not coming back either.
So he sang sadly at the seaside over and over again: "Ah goodbye, Green Sleeves, farewell forever. I pray to heaven to bless you, because I really love you in my life. Please come again and love me once more."
Zhang Chu's trumpet sound is euphemistic and delicate, like the small yellow chrysanthemums growing among the stones on the beach. The most painful love is nothing more than this.
The face is covered with dust and the temples are like frost, but heaven and man are on different sides.
After Zhang Chu played, he bowed politely and asked with a flushed face: "How did I play?"
Li Moyan was stunned and silent.
"Ah... am I not playing well..."
Zhang Chu thought to himself: Coach Li is indeed a musician. With my level...how can I get into her ears.
This lasted for a while,
Li Moyan said helplessly: "Don't you know English?"
"English..." Zhang Chu frowned: "My English test was okay, I passed!"
Passed?
"Then, why are you confusing warm up with playing?"
