Vol 2 Chapter 744: Classic violin solo

Zhang Yu put down the pen in his hand and took a look at the score carefully. It felt pretty good, and he handed it to Paul Lange. "Mr. Lange! How about watching this song?"
"No!" Paul Lange heard the surprised expression on his face: "You mean... you have finished!"
"Yeah! Finished! I have a good match for the harmony." Zhang Yu looked indifferent.
The people around me heard this and almost didn't fall down collectively... really fake! Who is writing a song so fast, your speed is simply a human copier!
The people around me are basically being speechless by Zhang Yu at this time. It takes only two minutes to write a song! Even if plagiarism is not so fast, at least you have to think about it!
Zhang Yu couldn't believe the face of everyone around him, and the score in his hand went to Paul Lange's hand and followed him to drink coffee.
Paul Lange could only helplessly shake his head and turned his attention to the score on his hand... In a short time, Lange sat up from the state of the sofa. While playing the beat, while carefully singing every note on the score, you can say that the more you sing, the more excited you are, and even later you are even a little excited.
The people around him saw Paul? Lange's expression began to change constantly, and the heart felt a bit strange. Isn't this score not very poorly written, just ordinary or fairly okay?
Paul Lange quickly read the score, but still lingering in his mouth, seems to be thinking about something...
Zhang Yu saw a smile: "Mr. Lange! How do you see me writing this score? Can it be used for performances?"
Paul Lange heard the words and woke up, excited: "Zhang Yu! Your song is awesome! This is simply a music with Hungarian classics! How did you do this?" ?"
Zhang Yu heard a smile and said: "Look at what you asked! How can I do it, write it directly!"
"Genius! You are a hundred times more genius than I thought." Paul Lange excitedly picked up the score, and looked back again, and the more he saw it, the more he seemed to be, the more he found it.
Roy Foster, of course, is also hard to hide the curiosity of the heart, anxiously said: "Paul! How do you look at it again, let me see it!"
Zhang Yu smiled at this time and said: "Would you like it! I will give you a demo! Let me listen to it and see what the song is like."
The people around me heard this, and immediately nodded excitedly at the same time... It’s curious to know that human nature is so curious. People around you are so excited to see Lange, and of course they want to know what Zhang Yu has written, it seems The songs that can be created in such a two-minute period should be less likely to be written like Lange’s expression is so exaggerated!
Paul Lange heard the excitement: "Great! Then I will give you a piano accompaniment. Wait a minute, I will give you a copy!"
"No need to copy!" Zhang Yu smiled and shook his head, said: "I wrote it myself! Can you still remember it! The brain is like a knife! Let's start straight!"
The people around me heard this, and this is a complete perversion of Zhang Yu's metamorphosis... Write it once and for all to remember, such an amazing memory, I am afraid that there is no possibility of a second person in the world.
Paul Lange took the score and went to the piano in the living room. After opening the lid, he put the score on it.
Zhang Yu also picked up Allen's violin, came to the piano, and clipped the piano to his chin.
The people around me are also surrounded... I want to hear what the song is written.
At this time, Zhang Yu said to everyone: "My song! Named Chardash Dance! This name is believed to have been heard by you. This is a traditional folk dance form in Hungary. I have also seen it. The symphony about expressing this type of music, so I also want to try the water, it is ugly. If the writing is not good, please give more comments." After that, turned to look at Paul? Lange, nodded .
Paul Lange replied with a sigh of relief, followed by the notes of the score, and the harmonies of the prelude.
Zhang Yu also followed the prelude, and the bow in his hand was placed on the strings... The first part of the Chaldash dance began from the low voice, slowing the melodic music and giving it from the beginning. A faint sorrow.
Zhang Yu's skills are absolutely master's playing skills, even if he only pulls a tone, it is the most perfect sound in the world. If he wants to express a sadness, even the entire space will cry for him, not to mention that he is still playing a world-class violin classic.
The room is just a simple interpretation of a violin, but it has made everyone feel like the whole space has changed ~EbookFREE.me~ They seem to return to the old age again, surrounded by the campfire.
The sound of the violin is so weeping, as if someone is telling the passage of time, it is simply beautiful to give people a feeling of tears only... People seem to have seen a male dancer perform this with a soothing but powerful dance. The original is perfect.
Just when no one wants to break this quiet time... Zhang Yu let the violin's voice slowly sink, and then look at Lange, the two almost simultaneously melody, the genre turns into a cheerful feeling, that kind of Hungary The music of the traditional double dance, with the rhythm also rang, and the people around them couldn't help but dance with each other.
Zhang Yu’s bow danced up and down, letting the violin in his hand scatter countless perfect notes, and everyone was happy and excited... Finally, the atmosphere changed again, the tune became silent, and it continued to lyrical, it seems that those bonfires Next to the men and women, now they are a little tired, they are holding the other hand's hand and walking slowly, looking at each other's eyes, passing on the tenderness that only two people know.
Zhang Yu used a violin in his hand to control the emotions of everyone in the house. He seemed to want to express this feeling of crying to the limit... However, it seems that these men and women also feel that the rest is almost the same. The wind turned again and cheered 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 the peak of one after another. The people around him also excitedly patted their hands with the tempo... It seems that they have fully embraced this perfect music. Unable to extricate yourself. Until Zhang Yu pushed the music to the most of the whole song, it finally disappeared into the clear big notes!
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This time around is a quiet...