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Chapter 622 Chapter 321 Journey Note 7: "Little Composers"

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what? !

The teacher guessed it right!
What minor music? !

What does it have to do with passwords? !
The other people were simply curious to death, but the teacher lost too quickly and they didn't see clearly.

Marco was so anxious: "ala what, teacher, I didn't see clearly."

The little car smiled happily, and she knew that the teacher would guess it as soon as she gave a hint.

Li An: "Ahem, this is Che Lin's little secret. Ask her, don't ask me. Okay, let's continue."

After a brief interlude, the course continued.

Switching to a larger screen keyboard makes it much easier to bounce back.

After playing it in C minor, Ang Lee asked again, "Does it feel different again?"

Wang Xiaohu nodded: "It feels deeper."

Wang Xiaohu's words were unanimously agreed by the children.

Ang Lee: “So whether it’s a major key or a minor key, different tones give people different listening experiences.”

"Composers also all have their own favorite tones. For example, the one you are most familiar with, Mr. Pei, especially likes to use E flat major to express the heroic side. For example, his Third Symphony, the title is Hero, and Piano Concerto No. [-] Emperor.”

"His minor-key works often use C minor and F minor to express grief and anger and vent emotions, such as the Pathetique Sonata, the Passionate Sonata, and the Symphony of Destiny. You have all heard the music."

"Mozart also liked to compose in the key of A major. I won't give you any examples. If you are interested, you can go down and count how many works in the key of A major Mozart wrote."

"I'm not going to define the specific color of each key here. What I want to say is that when we want to create a small work, at least at your stage, after determining a small melody, we need to consider Two o'clock."

"The first is rhythm. Is this melody slow, progressive, or dancing? It doesn't matter if you say it is singing. Give it a speed range, give it a speed range."

"The second is the key. Is it a major key or a minor key? This is the most basic. All the music you are exposed to now is the main key music, so this must be clear."

After speaking, Li An took out the prepared staff book from the bag and said, "Each person has one sheet. Now I will give you four 10 minutes to write your thoughts on the music sheet with notes."

"We'll pop up your sheet music later."

ahh?

The children were a little novel and a little nervous. They didn't know if they could write the melody in their hearts.

After writing it, what will it look like when it pops up?

After receiving the staff paper from the teacher, they each took out their pens and began to ponder.

Ji Yang: "Teacher, I have some combinations of musical values."

Li An curled his lips: "Have you learned the method of combining note values ​​in vain? This is enough for you to get full marks in music theory."

Xiao Ji scratched his head: "Exams are exams, this and this."

Ang Lee: "This is an opportunity without practice. What does it mean to apply what you have learned? Just write. If you think it is a quarter note, just draw a quarter note. After writing, you can change it slowly. Anyway, I will I know that Beethoven wrote the score in one breath without changing it, while Haydn would have to change more than ten drafts of a piece of music."

Xiao Ji: "I understand."

Ang Lee: "Same for you, the notes are just those notes. You don't have to think about whether the drawing looks good or not, just express the meaning."

Marco: "Teacher, I want to find a quiet place."

Li An: "Go, don't go too far."

Xu Li: "Marco, come over here. Wang Xiaohu, come over too."

Xiao Ma and Xiao Hu took their pens to the window table, while Xiao Bei and Xiao Che sat on the bed table.

Senior Sister Ji Yang went to the smoking area alone.

Li An picked up the tablet of the car again and put on the headphones.

Still using one finger, he played the motive bar at the beginning of Bo Er in the limited screen space.

Over and over again, as he said to the children, each key has its own color. He does not define it for the children, but he also has his own opinions.

For example, Bo Er in B flat major is as bright as stars, giving people a sense of recovery and healing.

Playing it over and over again, the single-note melody gradually became thicker and thicker in his mind, until it seemed like the entire orchestra was joining in.

The magnificent sight made him couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and he seemed to feel something.
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Four and ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and Wang Xiaohu was the first to come over and hand in his homework.

Li An took it and took a look. The notes were really ugly.

I sang softly in my heart, well, there is still a melody, but why is this melody so familiar?
"Wang Xiaohu, have you been listening to Mozart's symphony recently?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah."

Ang Lee: "Okay, it's still in the key of D major, right?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Hey."

After a moment, Ang Lee said: "Go and rest, the writing is pretty good."

Although he was praised by the teacher, Wang Xiaohu did not dare to complain, so he sat aside and waited quietly.

Next is Xiaobei.

Xiaobei walked over quietly, holding the music sheet in his hand, as if he was afraid of being seen by Wang Xiaohu.

"Teacher, don't laugh at me."

As he spoke, he turned his head and stretched out his arms.

Li An smiled and said, "The teacher will never laugh."

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu tilted his head and peeked at Xiaobei's score. Li An frowned: "Hey, what are you doing? Do you have any martial ethics?"

Wang Xiaohu quickly sat upright again and praised: "Xiao Bei's painting is so beautiful."

indeed.

Li An also has to say that Xiaobei's paintings are neat and beautiful. The straight talisman poles and round notes are drawn in an orderly manner, and the talisman poles are specially thickened and emphasized.

Full of details and serious attitude.

The fact that Xiaobei is serious about everything he does is really endearing to Ang Lee.

But if it was wrong, it was wrong, and he had to point it out, "Xiao Bei, look at whether the direction of the note head of this half note is wrong."

Xiaobei took a closer look and found that she had drawn it backwards. "Ah, teacher, I'll change it right away."

"Go." If you make a mistake on the spot, correct it on the spot, so that the child will have a better memory.

One minute later, Xiaobei handed the modified score back to Li An.

Ang Lee took it and sang it in his mind. Xiaobei's melody was much simpler than "a certain plagiarist", but there was an upward movement that was worthy of praise.

"Okay, let's go rest and have something to eat."

Xiaobei sat next to Wang Xiaohu, took the Oreo from Wang Xiaohu, and whispered: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Wang Xiaohu glanced at Che Lin nonchalantly.

At this time, the car turned around and raised his hand, "Teacher, can you give me another sheet of music paper?" Li An's heart moved when he heard this. Is one sheet not enough? "Can't write anymore?"

Xiaoche was so ashamed that she scrapped the paper.

Ang Lee: "Let me take a look."

The cart brought the music paper over, and Ang Lee took it and looked at it. I went and found the treble clef and the bass clef, and also added the accompaniment part to the melody!

Is Xiaoche writing piano music?

And it’s nine measures long.

Unfortunately, the music paper was messed up by the car's drawings, and the pictures were changed again and again. It was even uglier than what Wang Xiaohu had drawn, and he really couldn't see clearly.

"Did you write piano music?" he asked.

Wang Xiaohu and Xiaobei's eyes widened at the same time. Che Lin was actually writing piano music? !

Xiaoche nodded: "It's too difficult, teacher, I'd better just write the melody."

Ang Lee: ".You write the melody first."

After getting another piece of paper for Xiao Che, Li An folded the scrapped piece of paper and put it away.

Not long after, Marco also finished writing.

"teacher."

Li An took it and looked at it, "You are really lazy."

Marco: "Hey, teacher, I think it sounds pretty good."

Ang Lee: "Well, it's okay. I know what you mean, but you made two mistakes. Let's see if you missed half a beat in the fourth measure?"

Marco looked at it and said: "Oops!"

Ang Lee: "Go and change it."

Marco came back after finishing his changes, followed by Senior Sister Ji Yang.

Li An took the music page from Senior Sister Ji Yang and looked at it for a moment, "Did you write it today?"

Ji Yang chuckled: "Teacher, you have a sharp eye. This is a short melody I wrote before the art exam. I perfected it today."

Li An nodded, "Very good, you still have two themes."

Ji Yang: "Writing blindly."

After all, it is the senior sister. Except for Che Lin, the other children only wrote four sections, and Ji Yang wrote 27 sections.

Finally, with the car completed, all the children handed in their homework.

Based on the writing problems that appeared in these five class assignments, Li An gave the children specific instructions on the writing standards for staffs.

For example, the most basic thing is that if the symbol head is on top, it should be on the right side of the symbol stem, and vice versa.

Two eighth notes within a unit beat must be connected together using break bars, and notes that span across measures must be separated by connecting lines.

In Ang Lee's view, these small mistakes are something children can avoid.

"Okay, 10 minutes. Write it again. This time, write it all clearly. Try not to cross it out again if you write it wrong. Make the chart cleaner. Let's play a game later."

When it comes to playing games, everyone gets excited.

Marco raised his hand.

Ang Lee answered directly: "The lottery game."

A lottery game?
Wang Xiaohu seemed to understand immediately.

Ang Lee: "Okay, hurry up and act quickly. I will tell you that after the composition class is over, until eleven o'clock in the evening, it will be your game time. Whether you are willing to play black, cards, or Monopoly." Okay, let's chat. I see Ma brought several board games. You can play whatever you want. As long as you don't make a fuss, I won't say a word."

After a pause, Li An suddenly stopped
The children were experienced and knew that the teacher still had a problem, so they remained silent.

Staring with big eyes and small eyes, Li An chuckled, "Okay, I have experience.

"But you must be patient and complete this class seriously."

"Shh!"

"Go."

One person took another page of paper and quietly returned to its original position.

The kids worked hard! -
Ten minutes later, five brand-new scores reappeared in front of Li An, with neat handwriting.

Ang Lee followed the order, starting with Ji Yang, and marked the Arabic numeral "1" in the upper right corner of the score.

Xiaobei's music score, 4.

Mark's score, 5.

Wang Xiaohu’s score, 6.

Che Lin's score, 7.

The children understand, this is their voice code name in Vivaldi.

After marking the numbers, Li An made five lots and wrote five corresponding numbers on them, 1-3-5-6-7.

"Who wants to smoke first?"

Xiaobei wanted to have a first time.

"it is good."

Xiaobei closed his eyes and took out a small paper ball from Li An's palm, then stood tightly in his hand, "Teacher, do you need to open it now?"

"can be opened."

Xiaobei asked again, "Can't you show it to others?"

"This is to be announced."

Xiaobei moved and unfolded the note generously, and there was a capital "7" on it.

Surprised: "Is it Linlin's number?"

Li An smiled and handed Che Lin's music score to Xiao Bei, "Take it."

Ji Yang seemed to understand immediately. He stared at the remaining paper ball in the teacher's hand and asked, "Teacher, you are not going to let us sight-read the scores that everyone has drawn, are you?"

Li An raised the corners of his mouth, and Xiao Bei was about to cry.

If she had the chance to do it again, she would only want to slap Wang Xiaohu.

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