Chapter 78 World-Class Famous Songs

? The people in the class are all surprised at this time. You must know that Zhang Yu's saxophone level is different from what they thought at the beginning!

"It's great! Boss. How can you play so well!" Fatty Wu Jie made a fuss, as if he still didn't quite believe that it was Zhang Yuchui's saxophone just now, don't be an illusion!

"It's great, Zhang Yu! It's really great! I was about to cry just now!" Zhou Ying said with red eyes.

"Yeah! It's so touching, it reminds me of my grandma." Tang Jia also said with red eyes.

"Master level! Really master level." Lu Zhiquan said with a thumbs up and admiration.

When Zhang Yu heard this, he came out of his dull state again, grinned, and said, "How many times have I said that, I am a saxophone master! I am a master! Dare you don't believe me at all!"

The people around looked at each other with helpless expressions on their faces... You can't blame them for this, how could normal people believe such absurd things.

Xia Ziqi also came over with a look of surprise, and said, "Student Zhang Yu, what's the name of the song you played just now? I don't seem to have heard it before."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "That's a little piece of my own original piece! It's just some insights, no name."

Zhang Yu couldn't tell the other party that the song was called "Scarborough Fair" mainly because it was difficult to explain what the words meant.

When Xia Ziqi and Han Jie heard that this tune was originally composed by this kid, they were surprised at the same time. To know this kind of thing, it is not an easy thing. And even if you can compose, it's not the end. Even harder than composing, feeling.

As a composer, even if you know all the skills, but you don't have the innate feeling, you will never be able to write a good piece of music.

Many composers, at the end of their lives, can write hundreds or even thousands of pieces. But there are very few songs that can really be famous or very good. Even if someone writes a whole life, they can't write a good song. It is unimaginable that Zhang Yu could write such a wonderful piece with only such simple notes.

Is this genius! So exaggerated, so incredible. This made Xia Ziqi and Han Jie unable to get out of this shock for a long time.

"Master! It's the master."

Wu Jie looked happy, and those who didn't know thought he was a master.

He turned to look at Ge Wenhui, and said arrogantly, "Old Ge, how is it! Are you convinced? Our monitor is even an original piece. Do you admit that he is a master?"

At this time, Ge Wenhui's intoxication when he listened to the song had long since disappeared, but instead his face was ugly.

Ge Wenhui is also an amateur saxophone level 10, to say it is good. But Zhang Yu blew that feeling just now, he was very clear in his heart, and he couldn't blow it at all. Whether it's Zhang Yu's breath control or the melody and artistic conception, it's beyond the scope of technology, it's already a feeling.

Coupled with that wonderful song created by Zhang Yu, if he changed the place, he would rush up to hug the other person's thigh and ask the other person to sign it for him. But today is different. Today, this person who is a master saxophone is actually his number one enemy. How can he recognize the master saxophone level of the other party? Isn't that an obvious admission that he let him slap in the face again? .

Ge Wenhui gritted his teeth and said, "It's easy with just one piece! This still doesn't prove that Zhang Yu is a master."

"Damn it! No way, Lao Ge."

"It's too bad, you!"

"How can there be such a thing! You are actually planning to deny your account in front of everyone's eyes."

The Zhang Yu delegation in the back row of class 12 spoke in succession with disdain on their faces. Although they are people like me, I don't know if Zhang Yu is a master at his current level. But just based on Zhang Yu's piece just now and his heaven-defying appeal, it's not too much to say that he is a master.

Fatty Wu Jie said: "Lao Ge, it's not my buddy who told you. You are too unprofessional! Just follow your insistence that you refuse to admit it! It's useless to have a hundred masters! Boss, I think Lao Ge is going to be fooled. , I think so! Or let the whole class raise their hands and vote for it!"

Everyone in Class Twelve has an account in their hearts. If they really need to raise their hands to vote, they must vote for Zhang Yu. Just for the wonderful performance just now, they must admit that Zhang Yu is a master.

On the contrary, Zhang Yu had an indifferent expression on his face and smiled: "Old Ge! Since the song just now, you think my level is not enough. You don't admit that I am a master-level saxophonist. Then I want to ask you! What do you want? , just admit my level? In other words, what conditions must I meet to be the master in your mind?"

Everyone in Class Twelve looked at Ge Wenhui in unison, wanting to see how he answered.

Ge Wenhui gritted his teeth and said, "The master in my mind! Not only has the charm, but also the skills. Zhang Yu, I admit that your song just now is very charming and can be said to be perfect. But after all, the song is too simple and completely Fingering and technique are not shown. If you are really a master saxophone player, then you should play another difficult piece, let's see how the technique is, whether you have a master level."

Zhang Yu smiled and pondered for a while, and said, "It's not a big problem! Then I'll play another fast piece of my original! It's called the chattering saxophone."

When everyone in Class Twelve heard Zhang Yu play another original tune, they all had excited expressions on their faces, waiting for the wonderful re-appearance.

Zhang Yu pondered for a while, and smiled: "The tempo of this piece is one hundred and four, everyone help me beat the beat! Now follow my rhythm... One! Two! One! Two! Three! Four!"

Zhang Yu brought the rhythm, and everyone in the gym clapped their hands following this rhythm.

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When Zhang Yu felt that the rhythm of everyone was uniform, he put the mouthpiece into his mouth and played this classic piece of B-flat tenor saxophone.

This is a famous saxophone song with a very strong taste of knighthood. The speed of the song is very fast and the style of the song is very joyful, but it is very difficult.

The chattering saxophone started with a very characteristic "dudu", which almost made everyone around him almost not laughing. Almost as soon as the song started, it shocked everyone immediately. Such a fast song, with a lot of notes in the middle, is very difficult. It is unimaginable that such a complex and changeable tune can be played so well and filled with joy.

Everyone in the gym followed Zhang Yu's joyful melody and clapped their palms with a smile on their faces.

Zhang Yu's fingers were flying, and various complex scales and creeping notes were ejected from the saxophone cavity.

Zhang Yu's fingers on the saxophone body are as fast as a group of afterimages, with the notes flying up and down, with a special metal-flavored playing technique, the whole piece is full of unimaginable difficulty.

There is also a sound like a hen laying eggs in the middle of the song! Almost made many people almost faint from laughing. At the same time, I secretly admired Zhang Yu, this hen laying eggs. It was too similar. I never thought that the saxophone could make such a sound. It was completely unheard of before!

Ge Wenhui was stunned by Zhang Yu at this time! Such a difficult original song, as the best fan of this path, I can definitely say that I have never heard it at all. If this is really an original saxophone song, I already know it just by listening to the style and difficulty of the song. If this song is spread out, it will definitely be a hall-level famous song in the saxophone world.

At this time, Zhang Yu, like many master-level saxophonists, squinted his eyes, swayed left and right following the style of the music, his fingering was flying, and afterimages flickered between his fingers, he couldn't see what key he was pressing at all. , he himself is self-absorbed, following the rhythm as if he has exhausted all his strength, and ecstasy playing.

Xia Ziqi and Han Jie looked at each other, surprised! Although they can't play the saxophone, their appreciation level is still very high. Just kidding! This is simply a small river ditch, with a big dragon lying on it! This kid named Zhang Yu, with this sky-defying stunt, will definitely soar into the sky in the future and become a world-class saxophone master.

This kid is only in the first year of high school, he should be sixteen years old! Could it be that this level of saxophone was not brought out of the mother's womb? It's incredible.

With the progress of the music, Zhang Yu is approaching the end of the piece... Zhang Yu has no reservations, and has played a master-level performance, a dazzling scale descending and climbing, descending, climbing again, come One by one, the super exaggerated long tone, followed by a flick of the sound, came to an abrupt end, and this saxophone divine song was perfectly completed.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

"call out……"

As the music ended, Fatty Wu's high-pitched rogue whistle sounded immediately. At the moment when Zhang Yu stopped, everyone clapped desperately, shouted, and worshipped, making the noise of the gym rise several steps again.