"To Alice"
After hearing the name of the piano piece, the old man nodded and said, "Alice, is it really someone? Or is it just a substitute?"
"Substitute. Dedicated to a kind and beloved person." Xun Ze felt a little embarrassed, but he could only bite the bullet and explain.
He could never say that this piece was dedicated to a girl named Alice by Beethoven!
On the water blue star, I wonder if there is a master like Beethoven!
If not, he can still explain that it is modest, so he made up a name. If there is, how will he explain it?
"Young man, although your technique is still a little immature, with this piece, I dare to say that your piano talent is unique, how about it? Are you interested in taking me as your teacher?" The old man asked with his eyes shining.
"Ah... This teacher, I'm sorry, I'm not a major in music. I'm here today because I actually want to invite your orchestra to play the music in my game and record it."
Xun Ze gave a wry smile, he is here to be a client today! Why did he suddenly become a student?
His piano skills, he has self-knowledge, but only 35 points of musical ability, how can he be so powerful?
At most, it is to deceive a little girl who is not deep in the world. In front of these masters, it is really not enough to see.
But he doesn't want to be a god-level musician, and there are a lot of games waiting for him to move in. Where will he find the time to learn the piano?
The ability in music is enough for now, but if it is not enough one day, it can still be solved with the ability of money.
The big deal is to spend some emotional value to improve your musical ability.
Therefore, Xun Ze was not at all interested in the proposal of the old man in front of him.
The old man frowned slightly and said, "Don't rush to refuse. You may not know me. Let me introduce myself first. I'm the chief pianist of the White Head Heart Orchestra, Lang Zhengyang."
If someone in the circle heard the name Lang Zhengyang, they would definitely be shocked.
Because this old man is Taishan Beidou in the piano world of Shendingguo, not only has his own abilities, but also brought out many outstanding students.
Even if one looks at the entire Water Blue Star, there are only a handful of pianists who can match Lang Zhengyang's shoulders.
It is the dream of many piano learners to be accepted as a student by Lang Zhengyang.
But because of the different circles and the lack of ambition, Xun Ze still refused to say: "Master Lang, hello, my name is Xun Ze, I'm a game designer, I'm honored to be chosen by you, but I really don't have one. Multitasking."
"Don't worry, you can go back and think about it. I will always reserve a place for you."
In the environment of Aquamarine, even a piano master like Lang Zhengyang would not say that a game designer is a serious job.
With his self-cultivation, he will not attack a person's profession.
He could see that although Xun Ze had behaved politely from beginning to end, there was still a sense of confidence and pride in his eyes.
In addition, it was a young man. What if he said the wrong thing, which aroused Xun Ze's rebellious mentality, causing Xun Ze to run away and even stop touching the piano?
In his mind, Xun Ze was a rare piece of jade, but he couldn't just bury it like this.
"Okay, old man Lang, don't scare the child, let's settle Xiao Xun's affairs first!" Lin Dongliang said lightly and changed the topic.
Xun Ze smiled, but he complained inwardly, "If it weren't for you, old man, if you asked me to play a musical instrument just now, how would you have disturbed so many people?"
"Yes, yes. Xiao Xun! What game music are you talking about?" Lang Zhengyang said with a smile, intending to make a good impression on Xun Ze first, and then slowly draw it.
"It's the music in Cuphead, don't you like it?" Lin Dongliang said.
"Oh! The music of "Cup Head" was also composed by you, Xiao Xun!"
There are also piano elements in the music of "Cup Head". Lang Zhengyang has also heard it and likes it. When he has nothing to do, he will entertain himself.
Unexpectedly, those piano pieces were also written by Xun Ze, which made him feel more favorable towards Xun Ze, and hoped that Xun Ze could become his student.
"Yes. I'll let you see a joke, Master Lang." Xun Ze said humbly.
"Not bad! Not bad!" After Lang Zhengyang nodded with a smile, he looked at Lin Dongliang and said, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and let me know, hurry up and start work!"
Lin Dongliang glanced at Lang Zhengyang, and then began to select people to perform live.
Although the members of the White Head Heart Orchestra are all professionals, they need to be prepared before they can officially start.
Fortunately, in the orchestra, both the instruments and the equipment are very complete. As long as the hands are allocated, the performance can be performed immediately.
Standing in the auditorium, Xun Ze whispered to Lin Song beside him: "Brother Lin, I just found out that Uncle Lin's orchestra is amazing! If I don't have enough money to pay for it, you have to put it on for me first. what!"
While the orchestra was preparing, Xun Ze checked the White Head Heart Orchestra and its important members.
The more I checked, the more surprised it became. In a sense, the White Head Heart Orchestra was like a national team!
He doesn't know the market and market conditions of the orchestra, but if the national team is invited, the price will definitely not be too low.
Originally, I just thought that the fat and water won't flow to outsiders' fields, this money is to be spent anyway, it's better to earn it for Lin Dongliang, and to get closer to Lin Song.
And it is also a reciprocation. I would like to thank Lin Song for the help and care he provided him during this time.
I didn't expect to build a national team, so the cost might be far beyond my expectations.
Lin Song smiled and said, "Don't worry! My old man's orchestra was not set up to make money. If the old man doesn't like it, no matter how much money you give him, he will only make people get out of the way.
But you are so close to the old man and Lang Lao, you will definitely not charge you more money. "
"Oh! That's good." Xun Ze was relieved a little and then said, "Brother Lin, even so, you still have to pay enough money, and you can't let Uncle Lin and the others work in vain."
"Hahaha! Don't worry! The price is absolutely fair."
Although Lin Song was not "received" by his own father, UU reading www. uukanshu.com But he still knows his father's behavior very well.
At the same time, he was somewhat surprised and grateful for Xun Ze in his heart.
Surprisingly, I didn't expect Xun Ze's musical talent to be so good. He could not only compose, but also skillfully use various musical instruments.
Compared with Xun Ze, his hands were like big pig hooves.
Fortunately, in the face of the olive branch thrown by Lang Zhengyang, Xun Ze decisively and politely refused.
Otherwise, if Xun Ze went to the orchestra to learn the piano, he would be missing a golden thigh!
The steampunk game platform, because of the existence of Xun Ze, finally got better. If it starts to decline because of this reason, Lin Song doesn't know who to cry to.
However, if Xun Ze chose to learn the piano, Lin Song not only would not resent, but would also send blessings.
Everyone has their own aspirations. Although he is a boss, he is not a cold-blooded capitalist.
Xun Ze is his golden thigh and a good buddy, he still understands this very well.
But this incident still sounded the alarm for Lin Song. An idea was slowly emerging in his mind.
Xun Ze didn't know, Lin Song thought so much for a while.
He took out his mobile phone, and with permission, took a picture of the band preparing to play, and then posted it on his big eye blog.
At the same time, he also used the chips to call, and the designated target was Yin Xiaohao, who was in charge of "Shen Ding Sword Record Ten".
"I am honored to invite the White Head Hearts Orchestra to play the music from "Cup Head", the original soundtrack and the music DLC. They are in hot production, so stay tuned!"
When Xun Ze posted this big-eyed blog, it immediately caused an uproar on the Internet.