The concert hadn't started yet. Even though the venue wasn't noisy, there was still a lot of noise. Greetings and gossips only whispered softly and didn't dare make a ruckus.
Even the popular pop kings and queens were very reserved today. Glancing at the first few rows, one could even see the teachers that had taught them in the past.
When Chu Bo arrived and took a look, he was thoroughly shocked. He saw many familiar faces. This bunch of people usually didn't have much interaction with Fang Zhao.
Two people sitting in front of him were still bickering.
"What are you doing here when you're a techno singer??"
"If you, a death metal singer, can come, why can't I?"
Chu Bo thought about his own style and looked at this bunch of people. It wouldn't be strange even if he met an opera singer.
Zaro arrived just before the concert started. He was still yawning when he sat down.
"I almost overslept."
Zaro scanned his surroundings with a gaze that seemed to have lost his IQ. He wasn't familiar with anything and didn't feel like talking. He might as well sleep.
Just as Chu Bo was about to share some gossip with Zaro, the lights in the venue changed, the chatter stopped, and the hall quietened down.
Fang Zhao's graduation concert had officially begun.
According to the rules, a graduation concert couldn't be less than six pieces. Mo Lang had selected seven pieces from Fang Zhao's past year.
The purpose of the graduation concert was to showcase the knowledge that advanced students had learned in the past year. How much advanced students had learned could be seen directly from their works.
In the past year, there had been many new changes to Mo Lang's compositions. There were also obvious differences from his previous compositions. After considering all aspects, Mo Lang had chosen seven songs. He hoped that everyone's impression of Fang Zhao's work would no longer be that of the "Get up from your numb sleep" image that was being circulated online.
The large screen in front displayed the graduation concert's information.
Hovering at the top was a large, formal font: "Sea of Stars".
There were a few instructors. The first was Mo Lang, followed by Carter.
According to the procedure, Fang Zhao introduced his composing background.
Zaro felt drowsy listening to this. Since he couldn't understand these academic discussions, he might as well sleep.
Chu Bo listened attentively for a while. Simply put, this sort of graduation concert was a stage for advanced students to show off their skills. His path was different from Fang Zhao's. His works were more focused on rhythm. However, he was very curious as to how much Fang Zhao had changed after studying in this god-level advanced course for a year. Had there been any new elements in his works?
Fang Zhao gave a simple explanation of the background of his works on stage, not showing the slightest bit of stage fright that Great-grandfather Fang had been worried about. Fang Zhao finished his speech calmly in front of the judges and seniors. The rest of the time was for him to showcase his own work.
As a stage for HuangArt's top advanced students to showcase their musical works, even if the venue wasn't big, the audio-visual facilities were undoubtedly top-notch, maximizing the strengths of the advanced students' works.
The opening song was Splendor.
The sound of the zither was played, and the wind music echoed. The magnificent and magnificent wind music was like a spring breeze sweeping across the ice and snow, welcoming the golden light that crossed the horizon and feeling the pulse of life. With a heart filled with longing and awe, he stared at the golden gate that was opening, welcoming a new world.
It was a very bright and grand opening, which made people feel refreshed and forget the tiredness and irritation from before. The serious faces of the judges relaxed. They looked at each other and smiled in satisfaction.
However, he was only satisfied.
If this had happened to any other student, it might have been considered a "high-level performance," but when it came to Fang Zhao, it could only be considered normal. Those who had studied Fang Zhao's works weren't surprised by this opening. Plus, with Mo Lang's guidance, it would be a surprise if he hadn't reached this standard.
Percussion and wind music stimulated by the strings were melodious in the vast expanse. It was as if one had awakened from a daze. Looking into the distance, one could see green sprouting, new branches sprouting from broken trees; one could see majestic mountains, vast plateaus, and a bustling city skyline.
Hurried sounds drifted past one's ears, like a child running toward the light at dawn, encountering a bustling crowd.
The world was very big, the sky high and the earth high.
Closing one's eyes in intoxication, hope and fantasy interweaved. It was like the sound of victory, coming from afar.
Some people were cheering and jumping in joy. Standing under the endless rays of light, they looked up at the sky and saw the grandeur of the future.
Their hearts seemed to be lifted up by a majestic force, soaring to the horizon. The green mountains didn't hinder the white clouds, stepping on thousands of rocks and valleys to surpass their limits and pursue the glorious splendor that they believed in!
You, do you see the sea of stars?
…
The opening song touched the judge from Mazhou the most. Every melody resonated with him. He could hear the surge of life, the spurting of hope, and the flourishing of life.
Carefree!
Bold!
Exuberant vitality, surging emotions, all the cells in the body seemed to feel the joy of being supported. Unconsciously, a smile had already begun to ripple.
When the song ended, the judges also started discussing in low voices.
"Bold, ingenious, and skillful technique. This kid's foundations aren't bad."
"A very strong sense of upward power, positive energy, and full of vitality. This young man's vigor isn't bad!"
"The world is so big, flying at will. Listening to it gives me the feeling that the clouds have become resplendent in gold and jade."
Gorgeous!
It wasn't flashy without substance, but a kind of high-level spiritual realm!
As one of the judges spoke, he gave Mo Lang a thumbs up.
Mo Lang reservedly smiled faintly and nodded his head, as if saying "it's not bad."
The judge from Mazhou was also very satisfied. When he looked at the background of the composition, the smile on his face became even wider. "As expected, there are elements of our Mazhou!"
Sitting in the back seat, Prof. Carter's spirits rose. Fang Zhao's trip to Mazhou had been arranged by him, so he could answer this question!
But before Carter could speak, Mo Lang said, "Yes, when he went to Mazhou with the team, he wrote the first draft of 'Splendor' …"
Prof. Carter swallowed back the words he wanted to say, sat up straight, and pretended that nothing had happened.
After a short exchange, the judges each began to score and write their comments on the scoreboards in their hands. The time between each song was for the judges to discuss and give their scores. A graduation concert was different from an ordinary solo concert. It had the nature of an academic exchange and public evaluation.
In the audience, Zaro, who had fallen asleep, was woken up by the opening song. He sat there in a daze, a perplexed look on his face.
Chu Bo had a learning attitude and was recording his thoughts. When he turned his head and saw Zaro, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Zaro rubbed his face. "I had a dream. I dreamed that I was running and running, and I was flying."
Chu Bo was delighted. Needless to say, Zaro still had some artistic cells.
By the time Zaro had completely returned to his senses, the judges had finished grading the first song and the second song was about to begin.
"The Return of Life."
The theme of Fang Zhao's graduation concert was "The Sea of Stars." The first song was just a prologue, but the second song was really about the sea. It was composed during Fang Zhao's trip to the Corale Archipelago to participate in a film festival.
In this song, Fang Zhao had added electronic sounds.
The perfect combination of symphonic and electronic sounds, from dry to wet, came into contact with the splashing waves.
Beside the land was the sea.
A strange and lively electronic sound, like the chirping of a ring, cheerful and lively.
Under the current, gorgeous layers of colors swam freely in the sea.
The rhythm of nature.
Down.
Lively, deep, peaceful, mysterious, shuttled back and forth.
It was like countless vibrating strings of a zither were playing out a frequency that broke the silence of the deep sea.
A massive body broke through the undercurrent's drag and rose, its fins breaking through the waves, leaping out of the water and churning freely.
A bird swooped down from a high altitude, gliding along the surface of the sea, striking the waves and stirring the tides.
Heaven and earth, nurturing all living things, all living things are endless.
Sunlight scattered on the surface of the sea, setting sail.
Feeling the beauty of the music, a certain documentary director in the audience sighed. "It's just right, the heart follows the melody. It has a very ecological feel. "
If there was a chance, he would definitely put this song in his new film!
He couldn't afford the copyright, but the television station could!
Their Huangzhou television station had the world's largest music library!
When he got back, he would suggest to the higher-ups to include Fang Zhao's new song in the music library! No, if they had the funds and could obtain the copyright, they would still include all seven songs from today's concert in the television station's music library. Just from the first two songs, it was clear that Fang Zhao's graduation concert works were all high-quality works and worthy of being included in the music library.
What was the saying again?
"If you are really that stubborn about a song, there's nothing much to say. Prepare the money and just buy it!"
It wasn't like they were buying out all the copyrights. There wouldn't be any problem with these seven songs being included in the music library.
He was still very confident in Huangzhou television station's purchasing power. It was just seven songs.
Everyone had their own thoughts.
Fang Zhao had composed the second song of the concert, "The Return of Life," and the third song, "Lighthouse," during his time in Corale.
The people of the small island of Corale had held a celebration for the lighthouse there. At that time every year, the light from the lighthouse was especially bright.
The style of this song was different from the previous two. It even incorporated the island's unique musical instruments. Light, cheerful drumbeats carried a local flavor and an ancient charm.
Even the soft drumbeats at the beginning sounded soft and low, but in reality, they were deep and imposing, carrying an ancient and mysterious sense of ritual.
It was as if he could see the distant shore of the island, the waves crashing, the flickering of lights, the celebrating islanders, and the smell of alcohol in the sea breeze, making one's eyes hazy.
Turning his head, he gazed past the dancing crowd toward the sea.
Under the light of the lighthouse, the seawater washed over the reefs. The lighthouse quietly observed the sea as the returning ship sailed to the edge of the blue sea.
"Lighthouse" was Fang Zhao's composition, which used Corale's local folk songs and folk dances as its source material. He had incorporated the local musical style into his composition.
The ancients, the sea, the lighthouse, the ship, and the stars twirling in the eyes of the dancers — all of these were endowed with a strong artistic vitality in "Lighthouse."
In the audience, a well-known Huangzhou rapper listened to the thumping drumbeats of "Lighthouse," and his eyes flashed with surprise. "What kind of drum is this? It sounds pretty good. "
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