Opening the door quietly, Xiao Yunhai saw that his wife and child were sleeping soundly. He took out his laptop and went to the bodyguard's room to check on the symphony in this world.
The development of symphony in this world was very different from his previous one. Although there were famous pianists such as Mozart and Chopin, the Saint of Music, Beethoven, had disappeared in the long river of history.
Therefore, Xiao Yunhai directly copied Beethoven's most shocking symphony, Destiny.
Xiao Yunhai had listened to this song countless times in his previous life. Every note was in his mind. In less than an hour, the powerful Symphony of Destiny appeared in this world.
If the Hua Xia Symphony Orchestra really used Symphony of Destiny, they wouldn't have much time to rehearse. Therefore, after Xiao Yunhai was done, he called Chen Yuanlang directly.
"Mr. Chen, I've finished writing the song. Can you help me see if there are any problems? Can I go directly to Vienna's Golden Hall? "
On the other end of the phone, Chen Yuanlang, who was practicing in a training room, was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that Xiao Yunhai was joking. He didn't expect that he would actually write a poem. He said: "Mr. Xiao, your speed is a bit too fast."
Xiao Yunhai could tell that he didn't believe him. Indeed, if a pop king wrote a symphony, he wouldn't be trusted. If it were someone else, they would have scolded him.
Xiao Yunhai made up a story. "Mr. Chen, this symphony is called Destiny. It's been brewing since I heard it for the first time when I was 15. It took me 12 years to finish it. I might only be able to write this one symphony in my life. I hope you can read it seriously. If you really can't, then I have nothing to say. "
Xiao Yunhai's voice was very low. He wanted Chen Yuanlang to pay attention to it. He didn't want him to be a bad person if he sent it to him.
As for whether it could work or not? Xiao Yunhai wasn't worried at all.
If even Beethoven couldn't do it, Xiao Yunhai really didn't know who could.
Chen Yuanlang was shocked to spend 12 years to write a symphony. He said sincerely, "Mr. Xiao, it's my honor to be the first to see your work. Later, I'll send you my email address via text message. You can just send the song to it. "
Xiao Yunhai smiled. "No problem."
After a while, Chen Yuanlang's message came. Xiao Yunhai sent Symphony of Destiny to his email address.
In a practice room, several people in charge of the symphony orchestra were discussing the composition.
Hua Xia's famous conductor Cao Minde..........................
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Who was Chen Yuanlang? How could he be nervous?
Chen Yuanlang said seriously, "Mr. Xiao just called me. He wrote a symphony called 'Destiny' and hoped that we could play it at this concert."
Cao Minde was stunned and said, "Mr. Xiao? I haven't heard of any musician with the surname Xiao. "
Chen Yuanlang said, "It's Mr. Xiao Yunhai."
Hu Xuan said in surprise, "The world's richest man, the international pop king? How do you know him? "
Chen Yuanlang told him what they had encountered in the square and said, "I thought he was joking. Who would have thought that he was serious? Moreover, he said that it took him twelve years to finish writing this song. "
Cao Minde frowned and said, "That young man Xiao Yunhai's ability to create music is second to none in the world. Although pop music and symphony music are very different, since he is so serious about it, let's take a look. Anyway, it won't take long. "
Hu Xuan said with a smile, "Old Cao, I advise you not to be too optimistic. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I am sincerely convinced by Mr. Xiao's pop music. My son listens to it every day and is his fan. I can sing several songs. But when it comes to symphony music, I really don't believe that he can make a good piece. "
Chen Yuanlang turned on the computer and said, "I'll take a look first. If it doesn't work, I'll call him back. "
Chen Yuanlang opened his mailbox and downloaded the score from Xiao Yunhai to the desktop. He clicked on it and began to read.
Just the first four notes made Chen Yuanlang's eyes light up.
So bold.
Suddenly, a strong sense of expectation rose in his heart.
The more he read, the brighter Chen Yuanlang's eyes became. Halfway through, his whole body trembled, his face flushed with excitement, and even tears flowed out.
As a pianist, Chen Yuanlang's musical attainments were definitely at the top of the pyramid. When he suddenly saw a peerless piece, the shock in his heart could be imagined.
Although Cao Minde had been talking and laughing with Hu Xuan, his eyes never left Chen Yuanlang. Seeing his extremely excited look, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.
"Yuanlang, is Mr. Xiao's piece good?" Cao Minde asked.
Chen Yuanlang did not even raise his head. His eyes were fixed on the screen as he said, "Teacher Cao, this is a masterpiece that is not inferior to Mozart's Sonata and Concerto. Do you think you can use the word 'good' to describe it?"
"What?" Not only Cao Minde, but also Hu Xuan and several performers in the distance looked over.
Chen Yuanlang's voice was a little loud just now, and it alarmed everyone.
Cao Minde quickly walked behind Chen Yuanlang and bent down to take a look. Suddenly, his whole body froze, as if he had been paralyzed by Sun Wukong.
When the others saw the two of them like this, they couldn't help but squeeze over.
Ten minutes later, Chen Yuanlang stood up, looked up to the sky, and shouted, "Hua Xia finally came out with a famous piece. It's called 'Destiny'."
Cao Minde was also crying with excitement. As the chief conductor of the Hua Xia Symphony Orchestra, his biggest regret was that he couldn't conduct a piece of Hua Xia's own on the international stage.
Although many Hua Xia musicians also wrote a lot of famous pieces, compared to Chopin, Mozart, and others, it was really difficult to enter the hall of elegance.
He didn't expect to see a peerless piece composed by Hua Xia today. Cao Minde could only vent his emotions by crying.
Hu Xuan and the other performers were also extremely excited. One moment, they cried, and the next moment, they were simply crazy.
After a while, Chen Yuanlang calmed his emotions and said, "Teachers, don't be excited. I'll call Mr. Xiao and ask him about this piece."
Chen Yuanlang picked up the phone with slightly trembling hands and dialed Xiao Yunhai's number.
When Xiao Yunhai picked up the phone, Chen Yuanlang immediately turned on the loudspeaker.
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