vrcanaries Chapter 667: Han Weimin has a problem with his work style
Chapter 667: Han Weimin has a problem with his work style
Han Weimin is of course very supportive of this promotion of Dragon Country's traditional culture. He does not want the Dragon Country's culture to be cut off like in later generations, and instead be snatched away by some other petty countries.
The greater a person's ability, the greater his responsibility. Han Weimin is also willing to make his own contribution.
Song Xiaoying didn't expect that Han Weimin would agree so easily. She was very happy.
"Wei Min, thank you very much. I will inform my grandfather as soon as possible and then come to Sijiu City to meet you."
"I heard that you have a sister-in-law named Qin Jingru, who sings children's songs very well and has become quite famous."
"How about this, you send her and Qin Ling here together, and I'll give you a discount on the tuition."
"Good seedlings should be systematically trained and not wasted."
This was exactly what Han Weimin wanted. With Song Xiaoying personally training him, he could have less worries.
"Thank you very much. You can take care of Qin Ling first. I will write down the sweet song I just wrote."
Han Weimin took out paper and pen and began to write the music and lyrics.
On the other side, Song Xiaoying asked Qin Ling to sing a cappella first. Song Xiaoying liked Qin Ling's voice and the special tune of Xintianyou very much.
What is national is also global, and this voice should resound throughout the world. The voice of Qinling Mountains is very penetrating.
"Not bad, Qinling. I am from a minority ethnic group and I sing bel canto. I really like your voice, but your singing skills are still relatively limited, and this is without any accompaniment."
"If there is music, you have to follow the rhythm, so it is important to hit the beat, which may be a painful process for you."
"After all, you can sing Xintianyou a cappella however you want, there aren't that many rules. But if you want to spread Xintianyou around the world, music is very important."
Qin Ling nodded. She also knew that singing had music scores and tunes, but Xintianyou had not been systematically explored and was still sung in its original form.
"Teacher Song, thank you very much. It's okay. I believe I can change by learning from you."
Song Xiaoying's bel canto singing voice has a pleasant charm, and her speech is also so pleasant.
It can make people relax instantly and has a very special charm.
Based on Qin Ling's singing, Song Xiaoying actually has a very heavy workload. She has to arrange the music and find someone to produce it.
However, Song Xiaoying is now a vocal teacher in the university, and she has a lot of resources to utilize, so composing and producing music is not a particularly difficult task.
"Okay, okay, as long as you have this patience. I also have things to learn from you in the future. For example, you have to teach me how to sing Xintianyou. I also want to learn these sad songs of the Northwest people."
The rustic folk song of Suanqu is full of wildness and tension, simple and true. It is the most primitive and straightforward expression of human emotion.
Just like the red peppers hung in front of the cave doors of every household in northern Shaanxi, they are pointed red and spicy, and once you see them, taste them, hear them, and taste them, you will feel ecstasy, your blood will boil, and your heart will beat fast.
However, some of the lyrics were too vulgar, so Song Xiaoying still had to make some adaptations.
But that kind of sincere and deep emotion is really desirable.
Han Weimin finished writing "Sweet Honey" very quickly. Song Xiaoying and Qin Ling were both shocked when they saw Han Weimin's handwriting.
I didn't expect that Han Weimin's handwriting was so beautiful, just like printed text.
If it were an imperial examination in ancient times, Han Weimin would have been able to get a good ranking just by his beautiful handwriting.
Song Xiaoying thought that her handwriting was very beautiful because she had received higher education and had practiced calligraphy since childhood, but there was an obvious gap when compared with Han Weimin.
Not to mention Qin Ling, he is not even a little bit inferior to Han Weimin.
"Brother Weimin, your handwriting is so beautiful. Can I learn to write from you in the future?"
Of course Han Weimin would teach this kind of thing personally.
After the two studied at Song Xiaoying's house for two hours, Xiao Wang drove over to pick them up.
We came back too late yesterday, and the animals in the courtyard had all gone to sleep, so many people didn’t see Qinling.
Today was the rush hour for getting off work, when Xiao Wang parked his car in front of the courtyard.
Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were also returning from get off work. When they saw Qin Ling getting out of the car, they couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Whose girl is this? Why is she here in our courtyard?"
"She looks like a country girl, but why is her temperament so different?"
"Could it be that Han Weimin brought it back from the northwest? Han Weimin is so bold. He already has a wife at home, but Qin Huairu dares to flirt with other women outside."
"Old Liu, we have to keep a close eye on this matter."
"Han Weimin's relationship with Fan Binbin and Lou Xiao'e is unclear, and there are many rumors about him."
"Hey, there's one more person now. If we get any clues, we'll go to the neighborhood office and sue Han Weimin."
"Don't underestimate this kid. He has a big reputation, but as long as he has problems with his lifestyle, the neighborhood office will definitely not show favoritism."
Liu Haizhong nodded, and the two of them hid aside. They did not immediately return to the courtyard to comment and point fingers outside.
At this time Xu Damao came back whistling.
"Hey, Brother Han is back, and he brought a female comrade with him."
"Brother Han, you are not going to introduce me to a girl, right? I think Xu Damao is handsome and looks good in the courtyard, and I have a formal job, a good job of projecting movies."
"Lao Yi, Lao Liu, what are you two doing hiding here? You are sneaking around like a thief, are you planning to steal from your own home?"
Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong wished they could twist Xu Damao's head off. Xu Damao was so talkative that it was no wonder that few people liked him.
Yi Zhonghai, the moral master, immediately condemned Xu Damao.
"Xu Damao, how can you talk like that? You have no respect for elders or younger brothers and you have no manners at all."
"You are just like your father. No wonder you can't find a wife."
Liu Haizhong said in a sarcastic tone.
"Old Yi, you are wrong. Who said Xu Damao couldn't find a wife?"
"Didn't they have one before? Didn't they get divorced in the end? I heard that Xu Damao was not good enough..."
Xu Damao was very displeased with the two old guys. He shook his hair and shouted loudly behind them.
"Brother Han, Brother Han, when did you come back? Wait for me."
"You said you haven't replied to Siheyuan for a long time. I miss you so much..."
At this time, Sha Zhu was returning dejectedly when he heard Xu Damao's scream.
"Dad, Second Uncle, what is Xu Damao's grandson calling again?"
Yi Zhonghai quickly pushed Sha Zhu.
"Hurry up, Han Weimin brought back a beautiful girl, don't let Xu Damao get there first."