For example, some time ago, Lao Wu, who was in the symphony orchestra, suddenly became interested in Baroque music. He proposed to perform a solo during the performance and play the "Gothebor Variations". He planned to report to Song Qingshan, who was in charge of the business. Lao Song said directly: "Bastard, don't do this."

Seeing that Deputy Director Song reacted so fiercely, Han Lu was very curious and asked him what was going on.

Lao Song said that this Goethebor Variation is one of Bach's representative works, with dozens of variations, which lasts more than an hour. Of course, even if you want to play, you can't let Lao Wu go from beginning to end. Who is patient to listen? At most, two variations can be played. However, even if it is, no audience will buy it. This kind of baroque music is very rigorous, just like mathematics, physics, and the tall and magnificent building of the church. Sometimes it even seems boring, and the two voices chase each other and communicate and chat.

Nowadays, audiences listen to music and listen to popular songs. It’s really not possible. Ethnic music, such as Erquan Yinyue, or Ten-side Ambush, what’s the matter with you?

You, Old Wu, played happily on the stage and was very happy. The audience below must be sleepy by you.

"It's not that serious, not that serious." Han Lu was curious, and went down to look for Goetheborg online. When he saw it, he was shocked. Sure enough, it was more than an hour, but it was too long.

As Lao Song said, this song was really boring. Director Han was a very vulgar person. He couldn't listen to the six variations and glared at him, making Tao Tao beside him despise him so much that he was afraid of it.

Han Lu went to find Lao Wu again.

Lao Wu was playing the first variation of Goetheborg in the rehearsal room. When Han Lu heard it, he said, "It's not right. Why is this completely different from listening to it online? Is it just two music?"

Seeing Han Lu’s doubts, Lao Wu explained that Goetheborg was originally an organ music, but later it was adapted into piano music and string music. Moreover, Bach did not write about how many beats it was when he was creating this musical work, and at what speed it should be played, and then you can do it according to your own understanding. Take piano music for example, there are now five or six versions. In addition to these versions, every musician will also add his own things when playing.

This is true for Western classical music and Chinese traditional drama. In the same play, everyone has their own singing style, so there is a saying of the genre.

Hearing Han Lu's question, Ding Lai said, "Yes."

Han Lu said kindly: "Since handed over to Zhong Xiaoqin, it has been acting in "Haoran Chengkun" for two months, and the singing and singing and playing in it have been adapted to her. Now Ding Laiyu proposes to act, so it is not necessary to push it all down and start over again. Is this a little bigger movement?"

Ding Lai said: "Anyway, this drama has only been a few games, and it is still a rough one. It doesn't have much impact on it now, and the workload is also small."

Han Lu: "There is a question here. You are a Peking Opera singer and you sing well. You are a talented person. After ten or eight years of training, you may not be able to become a big shot. How can you change your opera style?"

Ding Lai said: "I have learned Sichuan Opera. I am from Southwest Province and I speak dialect at home, so there is no problem with the language." She used the Southwest dialect, which is authentic: "It's not too good to suppress my body, and I think it's quite meaningful to change Sichuan Opera now."

Han Lu frowned: "It makes sense?"

Ding Lam said: "That's what I think."

Han Lu continued to persuade: "Also, Zhong Xiaoqin has always been playing this drama. Is it not appropriate for you now... other people's drama?"

It is naturally inconvenient for him to say the word "grab": "Xiao Ding, I think humans are social animals and cannot live in a vacuum. Good interpersonal relationships are the prerequisite for a happy work and life. Zhong Xiaoqin is not easy, and you are unfair to her like this."

Han Lu's tone had a slight harsh smell. Ding Lai Yu blushed like an apple, and said quietly: "I'm just talking, just talking."

Han Lu laughed and said, "There are so many dramas. You are the future pillar of our center. There will be many friendly notebooks waiting for you in the future. Don't be anxious, take your time faster."

When Ding Lau Yu left the office, Han Lu suddenly felt a little surprised. What kind of drama does this little girl want to play in a movie and asked Song Qingshan to tell her that he is responsible for the specific business. Is it a pity to tell me?

But this is understandable. Ding Lau Yu was taken back to Jinsha City by Han Lu from the Drama Academy, and arranged dormitories and furniture and appliances for her. He was responsible for her life.

After all, Ding Lauyu is a young girl in her early twenties. She is timid and slim, so she is inevitably dependent on him. It is understandable to come over to ask for advice when encountering something.

Director Han is quite proud of being trusted by his colleagues.

Children from Han Jin have to go to nurseries during the day, so the lunch at the Han family is relatively simple, and a bowl of noodles or fried rice with eggs is used to deal with it. But the baby’s daughter wants to go home for dinner, so the meal cannot be careless.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after fiddling with the accounting of the finance office, Han Lu took a plastic bag and rushed to the vegetable market to buy discounted vegetables and put them on the chopping board for a day. He was dim in color and cheap inexpensive meat, and returned home with a full load.

As soon as I entered the unit gate, I saw Zhong Xiaoqin sitting in the guard room on the ground floor of the new building chatting with Lao Jin and his son.

Lao Jin's ears became increasingly difficult. Xiao Jin, who was in his fifties, seemed very excited to talk with Zhong Xiaoqin.

Han Lu was so arrogant that he shouted: "Brother Jin, don't hook up with female artists in our unit to affect the performance."

Zhong Xiaoqin ran out with a smile: "Brother, where are you buying vegetables?"

Han Lu: "The price of dishes has increased again today."

Zhong Xiaoqin reached into the plastic bag and flipped it out: "Let me see what your family eats today?"

Han Lu said happily: "Sister Zhong, look at how good this piece of meat is. Although it looks a bit bad after being put forth for a day, it is so delicious when cooked and stir-fried with garlic sprouts! Do you still remember the refrigerated meat we ate when we went to the provincial capital to perform during the Spring Festival? I plan to make one."

"Remember, it's so delicious!" Zhong Xiaoqin grabbed the piece of meat and tossed and looked around for a long time, and suddenly threw it into the trash can.

She turned her face and scolded, "Eat, you can't eat, why don't you take rat medicine?"

Han Lu was stunned: "Zhong Xiaoqin, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Yes, yes, I'm crazy, I'm crazy, although I'm crazy, I don't have the heart to harm others." Zhong Xiaoqin: "Hanlu, Hanlu, I didn't expect you to be like this."

Han Lu: "When did I mess with you?"

"When will you, continue to wear it?"

"If you have something to say, who will scold me?" Han Lu was annoyed.
Chapter completed!