Chapter 47 I Didn't Kill Edward, but Edward Died because of Me (Please Read and Vote)

Zhao Lin was stunned.

In fact, before Zhou Yan came, Zhao Lin often heard his father mention him.

In his father's words, Zhou Yan was a calm, calm, and talented young man. Before this, Zhao Lin had never heard his father use so many compliments to praise a young man.

How old is Zhou Yan? He is only three years older than him, and the two can be considered peers.

But the number of times his father praised him can be counted on the fingers of both hands.

Therefore, before they met, Zhao Lin felt a little dissatisfied with Zhou Yan.

Just now, after Zhou Yan finished playing "East Wind Etude", Zhao Lin thought to himself, isn't he talented, but his piano playing level is just so-so, not as good as me, a middle school student.

But Zhou Yan's song just now surprised him.

After all, Zhao Lin grew up in a musical family, and he has never fallen behind in the cultivation of musical aesthetics since he was a child. Although the form of "Forever Together" is very simple, he knows that it is a good song.

Whether a piece of music is good or not does not depend on the form of the music, but on whether it can resonate with people. Music is meant to be listened to by people in the end.

Just like the soundtracks his father Zhao Jiping composed for those movies, many of them are simple in form but full of emotion.

Obviously, "Forever Together" has achieved this. It is the same as the soundtrack of the movie. It is a song that can create a picture in people's minds as soon as they hear it.

"Brother Zhou Yan."

The previous calls of "Brother Zhou Yan" by Zhao Lin may have been out of politeness, but this call is absolutely from the heart.

"Huh?"

"Is this the song you composed when you took the exam that year?"

Zhou Yan smiled: "That's not the case. This song is what I wrote recently."

Hearing this, Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the exam of the composition department of the Central Conservatory of Music required a song of this level to pass. If that was the case, he would be in trouble. He didn't have the confidence to make a song of this level on the spot.

Zhou Yan noticed Zhao Lin's expression and tone changes, and knew that this guy was a connoisseur.

"Forever Together" is the ending song of the cartoon "Spirited Away". Zhou Yan played the adapted piano solo version. Compared with the singing version, the piano solo lacks the flavor of neon folk music, and the melody is more lively and playful.

At this time, Zhao Lin rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, "Brother Zhou Yan, can you give me a copy of the score of this song?"

"Let's talk about the score later. Let me take a look at your usual composition homework first."

Since Sun Ling and others wanted Zhao Lin to apply for the composition department, they would definitely let him practice composition. In fact, in such a family, there is no need for deliberate training. Zhao Lin should be thinking about these things himself.

Sure enough, Zhao Lin took out several composition books from the drawer.

Seeing so many composition books, Zhou Yan was also quite surprised, but after reading them, he realized that many of them were notes made by Zhao Lin himself, and there were not many complete arrangement homeworks.

Zhou Yan asked Zhao Lin to find a few songs that he was satisfied with, and Zhao Lin did so and found three songs.

After listening to Zhao Lin playing three songs, Zhou Yan smiled.

When he was outside just now, he saw Sun Ling's expression was so worried, and thought that Zhao Lin's schoolwork was not good. Now it seems that Sun Ling was completely worried.

Zhao Lin's level is very high, not to mention piano, when the time comes, the piano will definitely get a high score.

As for composition, Zhao Lin's pieces are very good and very spiritual. Moreover, Zhao Lin has a solid foundation in music theory, and the songs he composed are much more mature than his peers.

The only uncertainty is how Zhao Lin's test-taking ability is.

Composing music in daily life is completely different from taking an exam. First of all, the time is different. Usually, you can compose music freely. You can write when inspiration comes and stop when inspiration goes away. But it is not the same for taking an exam. You must finish the composition within the specified time. Also, the theme of the music is different. You can write whatever you want when you compose music by yourself. But for taking an exam, you must follow the given topic. If you don’t follow the topic, you will not get any points no matter how good your composition is.

Composing music is like writing an essay. Many people have a lot of ideas when writing music in daily life, but they may not be able to write 800 words in an hour during an exam.

Zhou Yan was like this when he just entered high school. He wrote novels and essays as if he had a god. He wrote more than 10,000 words a day. His novels were circulated among his classmates and were quite popular.

But when it came to the exam, writing essays was like having prostatitis. It was sparse.

Later, there was no choice but to practice a lot according to the template in order to take the exam. Only then did the composition score increase.

“Among these songs, are there any songs written within a time limit for a given topic?” Zhou Yan asked.

Zhao Lin scratched his head and picked out two songs, "These are the songs my mother asked me to play for a test some time ago."

Zhou Yan nodded and played the two songs with the score.

The songs from the test must be much worse than the songs Zhao Lin played before, but they are not bad either. This proves that Zhao Lin still has the ability to take the test. As long as he trains more, he will be fine.

"Brother, I really don't understand why we have to take the test? A truly good song should be a natural composition. It is impossible to write a good song according to the given topic. If we make songs for the test every day, our creativity will be exhausted."

Zhou Yan smiled and glanced at Zhao Lin. He was not surprised at what Zhao Lin said. Many students have such confusion and think that taking the test will wipe out their creativity.

Does this idea make sense? Zhou Yan thinks it does make sense. There are indeed some students whose thinking is fixed in the process of continuous examinations.

But according to Zhou Yan's experience, the situation is not as serious as they think.

"Don't think too much." Zhou Yan smiled and waved his hand, "Creativity is not so easy to be exhausted. In addition to training basic skills, composition for examinations is also a last resort. There must be a standard for assessment and selection. As long as there is a standard, there will be examinations."

"Well, I understand, brother."

He didn't even mention the word Zhou Yan now, and directly called him brother.

Zhao Lin didn't know how many people had heard similar words from Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan's words at this time were particularly convincing. The reason was very simple, that is, Zhou Yan's talent made Zhao Lin feel convinced.

And it is easier to build a bridge of communication between peers.

The power of this song itself may not be so strong, but combined with Zhao Jiping's previous praise of Zhou Yan, it built a role model image in Zhao Lin's mind.

This is the nature of young people. They hate someone quickly and like someone quickly.

…

Sun Ling had been sitting on the sofa reading, but her mind was always in the room.

She had heard from Zhao Jiping that Zhou Yan was also outstanding in the composition department, so when she knew Zhou Yan was coming this time, she thought about letting Zhou Yan tutor Zhao Lin.

In theory, with Zhao Jiping and her tutoring, her son's music level would definitely be no problem, but they were not sure about exams.

Therefore, students like Zhou Yan who had proven themselves in exams were very popular with parents.

It was the same for ordinary majors. Students from Tsinghua University and Peking University who went out to tutor were more popular than many teachers with many years of experience.

After Zhou Yan and the others came out, Sun Ling hurriedly asked, "Xiao Zhou, how is it?"

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Teacher Sun, Zhao Lin's performance is still good. He should practice piano a lot, and his level is higher than mine."

"Xiao Zhou, you are so modest, but Xiao Lin did play the piano very early, and I watched him every day."

Zhou Yan nodded, "No wonder, as for composition, he has the ability and talent, but his test-taking skills and mentality are a little bit worse. He should take advantage of this year to do more targeted training. I have listed the questions from the composition department in previous years. He should practice more according to them in the future. In addition, he should pay attention to current affairs. Sometimes the questions set by teachers are also affected by current affairs. For example, if there is any happy event before the exam, the questions are mostly positive and enthusiastic..."

Listening to Zhou Yan's talk, Sun Ling blinked a few times. She felt that she was not facing a student, but a teacher with many years of experience. His demeanor and tone were a bit like Zhao Lin's class teacher.

What surprised Sun Ling the most was that she felt her son's attitude towards Zhou Yan had changed, becoming closer, and there seemed to be a trace of admiration in his eyes.

She knew her son best. Although Zhao Lin looked well-behaved on the surface, he was actually a proud child. If he could convince someone, that person must have real talent and knowledge.

Sun Ling put down the book in her hand and said, "Xiao Zhou, are you okay this afternoon? If you are okay, don't rush to leave, stay here for dinner."

"I..."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and was about to say that it was no trouble, but Sun Ling had already come out of the kitchen with a knife.

"Teacher Sun, you..."

Sun Ling waved her hand holding the knife in the air, "Xiao Zhou, sit down, I'll be back soon."

Seeing Sun Ling's impetuous look, Zhou Yan was slightly stunned. Teacher Sun's contrast was quite big before and after, and the way he held the knife actually had a murderous aura.

"What did Teacher Sun do?" Zhou Yan turned around and asked Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin held his chin and said, "He must have gone to kill Edward."

"Edward?"

"Yes, our chicken."

Zhou Yan pulled the corner of his mouth, thinking that your chicken is quite fashionable, named Edward.

"You named it?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a good relationship with it?" Zhou Yan asked again, thinking that since it was named, it should be kept as a pet.

Zhao Lin swallowed his saliva, "I don't like stir-frying, it's best to make gourd chicken."

Zhou Yan was speechless by Zhao Lin, and hurried out to find Sun Ling, wanting to stop Sun Ling from killing the chicken. It was really bad for him to eat someone else's chicken.

But when Zhou Yan arrived at the crime scene, the chicken blood had been drained.

Zhou Yan stood in the cold wind and sighed, "I didn't kill Edward, but Edward died because of me."

...

Zhou Yan finally ate Sun Ling's specialty, the famous Chang'an dish gourd chicken. He ate one-third of it with great self-blame.

But the chicken was not so delicious. In the days that followed, he was busy composing the music for Raise the Red Lantern with Zhao Jiping at the studio during the day. After get off work at night, he followed Zhao Jiping to Zhao Lin's home to tutor him.

Zhou Yan also copied a copy of the score of Forever Together for Zhao Lin. This guy liked this song very much and played it every day.

Zhao Jiping was full of praise when he learned that this song was written by Zhou Yan, praising this song for its sense of story. He also said that if he encountered some movies with a more relaxed style, he could try to match it.

Zhou Yan stayed in Chang'an until February 9th, and spent a small New Year at Zhao Jiping's home.

After that, he did not go to Yanjing, but returned to Jinling.

My mother worked in the Jinling Opera House's opera troupe before, and the company allocated her a small house. During the housing reform in 1985, she spent most of her savings - a total of 5,300 yuan, to buy this house.

Later, my mother passed away, and my predecessor also inherited this house.

The house is not big, with two bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom, with a usable area of ​​more than 50 square meters, which is considered a medium-sized house. The largest house in the apartment is a large one with an area of ​​80 square meters.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Yan covered his nose.

Because no one had lived in the house for a long time, it was dark and damp, and you could smell a musty smell as soon as you entered the door.

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