"By the way, I still don't know your name?" Team Leader Yan asked, noticing that she looked unfamiliar.
"Yun Zi!"
"So you're Yunzi! Hello, I'm Yan Shuxiang, the deputy head of the National Day preparation team and also the music director." Head Yan introduced himself.
"I need to take up a little more of your time, I have something else to announce." Director Yan seemed to have forgotten what Liu Zi had just said and invited her back.
Seeing this, Yu Hai also spoke up, telling Liu Zi not to rush back first.
Liu Zi had no choice but to accept the politeness of the person who was speaking so kindly. Since Team Leader Yan was being too courteous, and with Teacher Yu Hai's suggestion, she had no choice but to find a seat and return to her original position.
Director Zhao felt a little guilty when he saw Team Leader Yan. He hadn't expected that such a young girl would have such a temper. She couldn't stand being told a few words off, and in the end, Team Leader Yan even caught them in the act.
"Old Yan, if it's just those documents again, then don't bother. We've heard them countless times and understand the importance of this matter," Peng Xiuwen said. He was quite familiar with Yan Shuxiang.
Director Yan immediately understood what was going on. Who told Zhao Ziliang to come and give a political report?
He only went to the military band first, and when he came back he caused such a big mess, making everyone dissatisfied and even causing a young lyricist and composer to leave in a huff.
Director Zhao's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected these people to think of him that way. Didn't they know that ideas are always the most important thing? Without ideas to support them, the songs they wrote would be soulless.
"Everyone has heard those documents in their respective positions, so I won't go into detail," Yan Shuxiang assured.
"The main reason I called everyone here is because the song used for the celebration hasn't changed much over the decades. The leadership hopes we can create even better works to inspire everyone to move forward."
"Therefore, we have decided to solicit some outstanding lyrics and music from the public. Of course, we will also organize our internal staff to create them. I hope everyone can participate actively and showcase our talents and abilities." Yan Shuxiang's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Yun Zi.
"Comrade Yunzi, I've heard that several of your previous songs were very popular. I'm sure you have many great ideas. If you're interested in participating in this call for submissions, why not give it a try?" Yan Shuxiang encouraged her with a smile.
Liu Zi was surprised; why was she singled out among so many people?
Considering that I'm a newcomer among these people, and that there are bound to be some snobbish guys like Director Zhao, I might as well change my plans and let my work speak for itself!
"If I didn't have any work to show, I wouldn't have agreed to come. But my work is still incomplete, and it's inevitable that people will laugh at it if I present it," Liu Zi said modestly.
"It's great to have some work to share! Peng Lao, Wang Lao, and Yu Hai are all very accomplished in songwriting and composition; they might even be able to give you some advice!"
Yan Shuxiang's eyes lit up. Young comrades are quick-witted. He had just held a mobilization meeting and the work had already come. Regardless of whether it was good or not, this attitude was commendable.
"Do you have an accordion? I'd like to play it for everyone!" Liu Zi asked.
"accordion?"
"A piano would be fine, but it doesn't seem very convenient here," Liu Zi said, shrugging.
"Would you like an electronic keyboard?" a staff member asked, raising his hand.
Liu Zi thought for a moment and nodded: "An electronic keyboard should ideally have at least 61 keys."
"Huh?" The staff member didn't quite understand.
"Get a bigger electronic keyboard, not too small," Liu Zi said with an awkward smile.
While the staff went to get the electronic keyboard, Yan Shuxiang asked the others if they had any compositions. Everyone looked at each other and remained silent.
"Don't be afraid to showcase it! It'll happen sooner or later. Look at Xiao Liu, he did a fantastic job."
Despite Yan Shuxiang's encouragement, no one signed up.
Just as the meeting fell into an eerie silence, two staff members carried in an electronic keyboard.
Liu Zi raised an eyebrow. "Yamahe, CCTV's equipment is quite good."
"Ms. Liu, is this alright?" The staff member was sweating profusely.
Liu Zi took out tissues from her bag and handed them to the two of them: "Thank you, the zither is very nice."
"You're welcome, it's what we should do." The two smiled and took the paper from Liu Zi's hand, then stepped back.
Liu Zi went to the electronic keyboard, turned it on, and it looked like a new keyboard, but Liu Zi still tested the sound from beginning to end.
Yes, just as she thought.
She then pressed the buttons on the electronic keyboard to adjust it before looking up at Yan Shuxiang.
"Shall I begin?"
Let's begin!
Liu Zi flexed her fingers and placed them on the piano keys.
As the first eight beats of the prelude were completed, the senior figures sitting in front simultaneously straightened up.
The rhythm grew stronger, and Liu Zi's fingers flew across the piano keys.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of someone running quickly behind her out of the corner of her eye. Liu Zi didn't pay any attention and continued to immerse herself in her song.
It wasn't until someone joined her on the trumpet in the last section that Liu Zi looked up and met Yu Hai's gaze.
The two smiled at each other, and Liu Zi slowly adjusted herself, switching to the support role.
Then, near the end, she pointed in the direction of Professor Yu Hai and said, "The very beginning."
Liu Zi quickly adjusted the keys a couple of times, switching the electronic keyboard completely to voice-over mode.
Teacher Yu Hai immediately understood what Liu Zi meant. He took a breath and caught up with Liu Zi's rhythm again.
The soaring horn and powerful drumbeats immediately made Yan Shuxiang stand up. He stared blankly at Liu Zi, his fingers tapping incessantly on the table.
Finally, Liu Zi brought it to a close, and the two stopped fighting together.
Liu Zi stood up and first nodded to Teacher Yu Hai to express her gratitude.
However, it seemed that Teacher Yu Hai hadn't quite come to his senses yet, and quite a few people present were in the same state as him.
"Great, that's wonderful!" Yan Shuxiang was so excited he almost jumped for joy.
Fortunately, he overcame all opposition and got more songwriters involved; otherwise, such a great piece of music would have been missed.
As Yan Shuxiang shouted, more people came to their senses and began to applaud.
Old Peng leaned closer to Old Wang and said, "Heroes emerge from among the young!"
Liu Zi was not arrogant or complacent; she simply nodded slightly to everyone in thanks.
"Liu Zi, what's the name of this piece?" Yan Shuxiang asked impatiently.
"I named it 'The March of the Torrent,' a piece I composed last year."
"Last year? Floods?" Yan Shuxiang was taken aback.
"Yes, the Chinese soldiers, one after another, never give up and forge ahead without hesitation."
"I have other ideas for this piece. If you have time, Professor Yu Hai, could you please help me revise it?" Liu Zi asked.
"Of course, no problem. Do you want to adapt it into a symphony?" Yu Hai asked. He was also very interested in such a wonderful piece.
"A symphony orchestra or military band, with bugle calls and drums, should allow him to perform even more perfectly."
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