"I've written so soon?"

Director Tang looked at the score in his hand with a look of surprise, and then looked at Li Yange sitting opposite him.

Li Yange smiled and said, "It's not that fast. I just wrote two major festivals. It feels pretty good. I'll give it to Director Tang for you to review."

"It's a great idea to write two major festivals in just one night."

Director Tang glanced at him with appreciation. No matter what these two major festivals are, at least Li Yange's attitude and ability are very good.

Then he lowered his head and carefully read the score.

“Not bad.”

While watching, Director Tang couldn't help but applauded. After reading all the endings, he couldn't hide his excitement in his eyes. He looked up and said, "Do I need a teacher to arrange for you to rehearse these two major festivals?"

Li Yange declined, "No need for Director Tang. Now it's just two major festivals, I can handle it alone."

"Okay, I'll write you the notes, and you can find any students in the school."

"Please trouble you, Director Tang."

Li Yange took the note and said thank you. When he was about to leave with the score, he heard Director Tang say again: "By the way, Yange, your department transfer has been completed, and the dormitory is still the same. However, if you go to class in the future, come to our composition department. Given your recent situation, I have also told your counselor that you won't bother you these days and concentrate on creating."

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Ten o'clock in the morning.

Ning Ying came to the school.

As soon as she entered the rehearsal room, she heard Li Yange standing there and scolded: "What I want is not only the desolation and desolation, but also the power of grief and anger!"

"You should all know the history of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. What I need is the powerless emotion of the change of dynasties and the decline of imperial power."

"There is a Taoist country that has broken through the mountains and rivers, and it is as dizzy as the lights are about to end, and suddenly it is as if the building is falling!"

"I want this feeling!"

Li Yange paused and was about to continue, but suddenly he saw a senior sister's eyes red. He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was still a freshman and was not a professor who could be a role model for future generations.

Thinking of this, he bent down and apologized: "Sorry, senior sisters and brothers, I may be a little excited. Let me slow down, everyone, take a break first."

Liu Fangfang and Li Yange were very familiar with each other. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, they immediately came out to smooth things over: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize, Yange, what you said just now is right, we really don't incorporate emotions."

A junior senior brother said with a smile: "That's right, Teacher Xiao Li is right! We are still not focused enough and don't take this matter to heart."

Another senior brother said, "Okay, okay, everyone have a rest first."

Several senior sisters also stood up and went over to comfort the senior sister who was about to cry, so that she would not take it to heart.

The nervous atmosphere came and went quickly. Seeing that everyone's faces were relieved a lot, Li Yange sighed. It was okay to chat in class on weekdays, but once he really entered rehearsal, he couldn't help but pick up the score of being a teacher in his previous life.

Xue Ke and others were scolded by Li Yange at first, but they were all classmates in the same dormitory, and they had a good relationship. Afterwards, they invited guests to dinner and bought some soda and so on, so they got through it.

But now the one who came to help is the senior brother and sister of the junior year, and Li Yange is another freshman. If it weren't for Director Tang's note, who would have paid attention to him?

Liu Fangfang stepped forward and patted his shoulder, comforted him, "Yan Ge is fine, I will tell them."

"Then I'll bother Senior Sister Liu." Li Yange smiled. He was not upset about the tense atmosphere just now, and it was hard to tell Liu Fangfang about various reasons.

"Yan Ge."

Suddenly a sound came from behind.

He looked back and saw that Ning Ying was here.

"Sister Ning, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? Didn't you let me come here?" Ning Ying rolled his eyes.

I asked you to come? Li Yange was stunned, and then suddenly remembered what he asked Ning Ying to do before leaving yesterday. He quickly apologized and said, "Sorry, Sister Ning, I was too busy just now and forgot about it."

Ning Ying also asked curiously: "By the way, what happened to you just now? Why did you get such a big temper?"

It’s not something shameful, Li Yange said the truth: “It’s nothing. I just wrote two major festival scores for the movie. I was not very satisfied when I was rehearsing, so I was a little angry.”

Ning Ying was shocked: "You wrote it so quickly?"

"No! How could it be that I just wrote two major festivals so quickly?"

Li Yange shook his head. If he wanted to write down all the "Forbidden City Trilogy", it would probably not work in less than half a month.

"That's going to be very soon, too."

Ning Ying knew nothing about music and didn't know what the two major festivals were. However, as soon as he finished dictating and was rehearsing, he said, "Let me listen later!"

"No problem Sister Ning, haven't you said how it's going on over there?"

"So urgent? That Yongle Big Bell is really that important?"

Li Yange nodded very seriously and said, "Of course it's important! Only the bell of the Yongle Bell can perfectly express the essence of my song!"

"this……"

Seeing him say this, Ning Ying hesitated and said, "I have contacted good people with chime bells, chime bells, etc., but the words of Yongle bell may be a bit difficult."

"how?"

"I asked someone to ask the person in charge of Dazhong Temple. They said that in order to protect the Yongle Big Bell, the above stipulates that it will only be ringed once a year, and it will be ringed on the New Year's Day. You also know that the Yongle Big Bell is an antique for more than 500 years. Can you find a copy of the bronze ancient bell to ring?"

Of course, Li Yange knew that the Yongle Bell could only be struck once a year. He thought he could have the opportunity to use it once with the crew, but who knows it still won’t work.

Although he knew it was not possible, Li Yange really wanted to use the Yongle Big Bell. In addition to replacing the electronic sound, the most important thing was the unique bell sound of the Yongle Big Bell.

Although it is an antique from five hundred years ago, the Yongle Bell cannot be copied even in the era of technological development in later generations. Its bell sounds melodious and pleasant; when it hits lightly, it is round and deep; when it hits hard, it is thick and bright, with a undulating sound wave, and a bright and elegant rhythm.

The sound can be transmitted up to 90 miles, and the ending sound is more than 2 minutes long, which is amazing.

If you can add a piece of Yongle's big bell to "Remembrance of the Forbidden City", it will definitely make the listener feel enlightened and shocked.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Ying frowned and said, "I really have to have the Yongle Big Bell?"

"Uh... I'll talk about it when I write all the songs." Li Yange knew that there was no song now, and Ning Ying would not bother to find relevant departments to coordinate.

After chatting for a few more words, seeing that the senior brothers and sisters were almost resting, Li Yange clapped his hands and asked them to come over to rehearse.

After everyone was rehearsing, Ning Ying understood why Li Yange said before, "It was as miserable as the lights were about to end, and suddenly it was like a building falling down." The song fell down and was desolate, with a hint of sadness and anger, which really gave people a sense of the building falling down.

Recalling the scenes taken by the director and combined with this song, Ning Ying couldn't help but lit up.

It seems that this person is really looking for the right one!

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Chapter completed!