Zhang Yudao: "Angkor! You went to Russia this time, will you sing the song "Victory March"?"

“No! Our choir is a total of two.” Wu Jundao: “Russia’s international concert event! There are six choirs invited. Among them, only us and Russian choirs sing two songs. Song. The remaining four countries only sing a song. Of course, only our choir and Russian choir are the largest, both 200."

"Oh!" Zhang Yu nodded and asked: "What is your song?"

Wu Jundao: "One song is your victory march. Or one song, it is a Russian song. After all, are we going to Russia to perform this time! Of course, we must also consider the preferences of the Russian audience. The song title is called 'great journey.' 'It was a song of the Soviet period during the Second World War."

Zhang Yu nodded, did not say anything... Victory march, of course, I know. But what a great journey to that, I have never heard of it. who cares! Anyway, it doesn't matter to myself.

During the two people's talks, the chorus and the band on the field have been assembled and stood up neatly... Wu Jun turned his head to Zhang Yudao: "Zhang Yu! I will now direct the chorus to sing the 'winning march'. You listen to the effect. how is it!"

Zhang Yu nodded!

Wu Jun went to the podium and picked up the baton to give the band a starting hand.

The band members saw it and picked up the instrument, ready to start... In fact, the band is not full now. Because this performance is not a New Year concert, there is no need to oversize the whole. But even so, the members of the band are the first and second of each instrument classification. Although there are not many people, the strength is not weak.

Wu Jun waved the baton, and the band immediately sounded the prelude... it was uniform and showed extraordinary professionalism.

Zhang Yu was crying at the moment... because he was not too satisfied with the prelude of the song. The overall speed of the song is a bit slow! The changes to the prelude sounded a bit weird, and it was not uncomfortable, which made Zhang Yu very uncomfortable.

Wu Jun knows what Zhang Yu thinks, but he feels that the prelude part is okay... Soon the conductor band completed the prelude part, followed by a raise... The choir of two hundred people from the General Administration sent an amazing volume. .

"Forward...forward...forward..."

The roar of two hundred people shocked Zhang Yu at that time... I know that when the last 12 classes sang this song, there were only a total of more than 20 people, and they were all amateur singers. The choir has a scale of two hundred people, and it is also a professional-level singer. The total volume that is sung, even if the microphone is not used, can shake the space of the training hall.

From Zhang Yu’s hands and cross, carefully listening to every detail in the song singing... In fact, with his existing “harmony and advanced techniques”, the chorus’s “victory march” is really more than enough. Insufficient, it doesn't sound like blood.

Such a singer's military song, how to sing so strange. This makes Zhang Yuxin very unhappy! But in any case, the General Political Choir is, after all, the country's top professional choir. The arrangement of the songs, although Zhang Yu is not satisfied, but can not stand the people's scorpion is good, the voice is loud. It is a good cover!

Wu Jun put in the command and came to the last link. With one hand and one pick, the choir sang loudly.

"To the final victory! To the liberation of the nation..."

As the overall voice of the chorus came to an abrupt end, Wu Jun completed the whole singer... and he sighed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Zhang Yu and smiled: "How about Zhang Yu! How does it sound?"

Of course, Zhang Yu can't say that it's not good. Isn't this a face-lifting face? Showing a smile, said: "Singing very good! Angkor, under your command, fully played the characteristics of this song. Great!"

Wu Jundao: "Don't use those who are useless! I am not letting you praise! I mainly want you to help, and see if there are any shortages that need to be changed. The leaders of this competition are very important! We are striving for excellence. Otherwise, I can't find your original author."

"Then I will talk about it!" Zhang Yu paused and said: "There is really a place to change! One is the rhythm of the song, too slow, I think it is going to be faster. Second, it is the harmony part of the band. The strong part is too weak. After all, it is a march. If it is not strong enough, it will be weak on the momentum. As for the chorus part, the high voice can still, but the middle and low voice The harmony of the ministry is too great, and the part of the festival is not sufficiently strengthened. In fact, the main reason is that the emotional reinforcement is not enough!"

Zhang Yuli said a lot of things... Wu Jun listened constantly and nodded, still did not see any performance.

However, Zhang Yu’s words caused dissatisfaction among the people around him... no matter the band! Still a chorus! In fact, I feel that my performance is still pretty good ~lightnovelpub.net~ There are so many problems to pick!

Who are you kid! The hairs are not long, and they come to the comparison. There is no courtesy. Of course, the hearts of the people around you are very unhappy, but they just think about it. After all, national-level groups are still quite strict in management, unlike local groups or private groups. Those who want to eat this bowl of rice in the country, the necessary discipline, still have to be guaranteed.

After listening to Zhang Yu’s opinion, Wu Jun felt that the other party said it was right. He also felt that the effect was always very uncomfortable... Dao: “Zhang Yu, then let’s try it!”

Zhang Yu did not shirk, and he ran a long way, timid, and what he did. Nodded, took the baton, came to the command post, looked at the band, said: "Let's start with the band! Ok! I just listened, the speed is about one hundred and eighteen, right? !"

A few people in the band didn't think that this young boy was quite powerful. He knew it was one hundred and eighteen. It seems that you can't be underestimated! At the same time nodded.

Zhang Yu thought for a moment and said: "I see this time to increase the speed to one hundred and three. Well! The first four sections, by the trumpet solo, then the band will follow up." The baton.

The band saw everyone, picked up the instrument and prepared.

Zhang Yu gave a standard speed template... The trumpeter under the command of Zhang Yu blew the sound of the prelude. For the fourth consecutive quarter, the overall band entered the prelude at the same time. (To be continued.)