Chapter 744 Classic Violin Solo

Zhang Yu put down the pen in his hand, picked up the sheet music and checked it carefully. He felt that it was not bad, and then handed it to Paul Lange and said, "Mr. Lange! How do you like this song?"

"No!" Paul Lange heard the surprised expression on his face and said, "You mean...you have finished writing it!"

"That's right! I'm done! I even matched the harmony." Zhang Yu said indifferently.

When the people around heard this, they almost fell down together... It's true! No one can write songs so fast, your speed is like a human copier, okay?

At this time, the people around are basically speechless by Zhang Yu, and in just two minutes, they can write a song! Even plagiarism is not so fast, at least think about marking a harmony!

Regardless of the unbelievable expressions on the faces of the people around him, Zhang Yuke shoved the score in Paul Lange's hand and followed him to drink coffee.

Seeing this, Paul Lange could only shake his head helplessly, and turned his attention to the score in his hand... After a while, Lange sat up straight from the state of leaning against the sofa. , while playing the beat, carefully and silently singing every note on the score, it can be said that the more you sing, the more excited you are, and even a little bit excited later.

The people around saw that Paul Lange's expression began to fluctuate constantly, and they felt a little strange in their hearts. Isn't this score not written very badly, but just average or not bad?

Paul Lange quickly finished reading the sheet music, but he was still muttering, as if he was still thinking about something...

Seeing this, Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Lange! What do you think of my score? Can it be used for performances?"

Paul Lange suddenly woke up when he heard the words, and said excitedly: "Zhang Yu! You wrote this song so well! This is a piece of music with a Hungarian classic style! How did you do this? ?"

Zhang Yu smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Look at what you asked! How else can I do it, just take a pen and write!"

"Genius! You're a hundred times more talented than I thought." Paul Lange excitedly picked up the score, looked at it again, and liked it more and more, as if he had found some kind of treasure.

Roy Foster, of course, couldn't hide his curiosity, and said anxiously: "Paul! Why did you like it again? Show me too!"

Zhang Yu smiled at this time and said, "Why don't you do this! Let me demonstrate it to you! Let everyone listen to it and see how the song goes."

When the people around heard this, they immediately nodded excitedly at the same time... It's human nature to be curious. When the people around saw Lange so excited, of course they also wanted to know what Zhang Yu wrote. A song that can be created in such two minutes should be unlikely to be written as exaggerated as Lange's expression is!

Paul Lange said excitedly: "That's great! Then I'll accompany you on the piano. Wait a minute, I'll make a copy for you!"

"No need to copy!" Zhang Yu shook his head with a smile, and said, "I wrote it myself! Can't I remember it! It's like a knife carved into my head! Let's get started!"

When the people around heard this, they were completely convinced of Zhang Yu's pervert... You can completely remember it after writing it once. With such an amazing memory, I'm afraid there is unlikely to be a second person in the world.

Paul Lange took the score and came to the piano in the living room. After opening the lid, he put the score away.

Zhang Yu also picked up Alan's violin, came to the piano, and clamped it to his chin again.

The people around also gathered around... I want to hear what the writing of this song is about.

At this time, Zhang Yu said to the crowd: "My song! It's called Chaldash Dance! I believe you must have heard of this name. This is a traditional form of folk dance in Hungary, and I have seen it a few times. This article is about a symphony that expresses this type of music, so I also want to try the water,

It's shameful. If the writing is not good, please give more comments. "After that, he turned to look at Paul Lange and nodded.

Paul Lange nodded back, and then played the harmony of the prelude according to the notation of the score.

Zhang Yu also followed the prelude and put the bow in his hand on the strings... The first part of the Chaldash dance starts from the bass part, the slow and melodious music, from the very beginning, gives people A touch of sadness.

Zhang Yu's skills are definitely master-level playing skills, even if he just pulls one note, it is the most perfect note in the world. If he wants to express a kind of sadness, even the whole room will cry for him, not to mention that he is still playing world-class violin classics.

The room is just a simple rendition of a violin, but it has already made everyone feel that the whole space around them has changed, and they seem to have returned to the ancient times again, around the bonfire.

The sound of the violin is like weeping, as if someone is telling the passage of time, it is so beautiful that people just want to cry... People seem to see a male dancer performing this soothing but powerful dance. original perfection.

Just when no one wanted to break the silence... Zhang Yu let the sound of the violin slowly quiet down, followed by looking at Lange, the melody changed almost at the same time, and the style of music turned into a cheerful feeling, the kind of Hungarian The music of the traditional pas de deux also sounded in tune with the rhythm, and the people around couldn't help but dance along with it.

Zhang Yu's violin bow flew up and down, making the violin in his hand drift out countless perfect notes, everyone was excited and excited... Finally, the atmosphere suddenly changed again, and the tune became quiet, and continued to lyrical, as if those bonfires The men and women next to them are already a little tired from dancing. They hold each other's hands and walk slowly, looking into each other's eyes, conveying the tenderness that only two people know.

Zhang Yu used a violin in his hand to control the emotions of everyone in the room, as if he wanted to express this feeling of weeping to the limit... However, it seemed that these men and women also felt that they were almost resting. The wind turned again and became cheerful again, but the rhythm was more cheerful and exciting than the last time.

With the violin in his hand, Zhang Yu pushed this classic to peaks one after another, and the people around were also excitedly clapping their hands to the beat... It seemed that he had completely absorbed this perfect piece of music, Unable to extricate themselves. Until Zhang Yu pushed the music to the top of the whole song, and finally disappeared on the clear major notes!

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It's quiet around here...